'First night.'
It was a word that suddenly reminded him of Charlize.
The touch of the women dressing Charlize were secret, as if they were working hard for dolled her up for the first night of the newlyweds.
The maids considered Charlize to be the teacher of the supreme Emperor. There is still no Empress.
It was not an exaggeration to say that Charlize was the highest woman in the empire.
"Jesa, could you open your eyes for a moment?"
Charlize lifted her eyelids at the call of the maid. The maid, who applied a soft pearl on her eyes, was quiet for a moment.
Charlize was originally pretty, but now she is unbelievably beautiful, perhaps because she is dressed up.
The maid tried not to shake her hand. On the tip of the brush, she dipped a little bit of moonlight powder and applied it again over her eyelids.
The maids worked hard to dress her up.
"Wouldn't she be recorded in history as the first person to have a private meeting with His Majesty alone?"
The maid whispered.
Charlize's name probably rose endlessly due to the historical characteristics of the imperial family, which was recorded around the Emperor.
Of course, it will soon perish.
Charlize hid her innermost thoughts and just smiled.
It was a white and light dress. Several layers of thin and soft fabric were stacked up. It looked dreamy and light as if it were the wings of a butterfly.
Her face was mainly focused on basic makeup that refrained color makeup and smoothed the skin texture. Her lips were made to look smaller with red gradation effect.
Under her eyes, precious jewels were added and lightly applied sparkling pearls to emphasize them. It was a makeup that stood out for a clean and refreshing image.
"Oh my goodness…"
The maid unintentionally spat out an admiration.
There is a corner that makes Charlize's presence so strange and impulsive. No matter how calm she looked, she was strangely somewhat cold.
"Even that young lady, the belle of the society, will not be able to follow Jesa's appearance."
"To be honest, I've forgotten everything now… What was that young lady's name?"
"Is that an important issue right now? I can't think of anything. How beautiful she is."
The maids looked quite proud as they saw Charlize in the mirror.
They touched each other's hands and delighted with a sigh of breath.
Every time she blinked, the moonlight pearl sparkled, and the mysterious deep blue eyes aroused admiration like the universe. Although it's modest styling, but when they scrutinize her, it looks like they've worked hard on dressing her up.
'Dylan entrusted me with the right to dispose of Dietrich.'
Charlize, on the other hand, had a cold atmosphere unlike the maids.
He was the Emperor who had already been deposed. So, it's correct to call his name Dietrich. As Dylan concerned, Charlize now felt a little far from reality.
She hasn't really thought about anything after putting Dylan on the throne. Is it a reaction that ran toward only one goal like a rush?
'I just wanted to bring Dietrich's downfall with my own hands.'
The long drooping hair was full of waves.
It was a white dress, so it could look boring achromatic. It was offset by giving points with necklaces and earrings in the design of flowers.
She has a small and delicate body. No one can easily guess the potential of swordsmanship after seeing Charlize.
"His Majesty is waiting in the garden of the Imperial Palace."
The maid led her carefully. Charlize walked through the long hallway with an indifferent face.
She arrived in the garden soon.
Dylan was a little nervous. A garden surrounded by flowers. A table in the middle. A luxurious table of drinks and snacks.
Charlize approached the Emperor and greeted him formally.
"The eldest daughter of the Ronan family, Charlize. I see the Emperor, the sun of the supreme Empire and the noble master of the Blade."
She bent one knee and lowered her eyelids deeply. Both her hands lifted the dress slightly and put her right foot back.
Usually, it's replaced by informality. Today's the first time.
"…"
"…?"
But strangely, nothing was heard from Dylan. Charlize straightened her back and raised her head.
Her earrings jingled. Dylan couldn't take his eyes off Charlize.
At that moment, she saw Dylan biting his lower lip with his teeth gently. The Emperor seemed not even aware that he was nervous.
The moonlight is coming down. It was a quiet night.
He was captivated by Charlize's strange aura. First night. Since before, the word keeps lingering in his mind.
"Take a seat."
Dylan pulled out Charlize's chair and suggested it. Charlize followed his words.
But Dylan, who seemed to be spacing out, was still there.
"…Your Majesty?"
Dylan's neck moved. He said gently after he had come to his senses.
"It's my first time having a drink with Master… I guess I'm a little nervous."
Even though he ascended the throne, he was respectful.
Charlize lowered her gaze at Dylan's consistent respect. The glass in the moonlight is shining.
"Is that so, Your Majesty?"
"You called Your Majesty."
Charlize looked at Dylan. Dylan said with all his heart.
"I didn't know it was such a good thing."
Speaking of which, Dylan has been congratulated by countless people after he ascended the throne. But no one's call to His Majesty had touched his heart.
Well, it makes his heart flutter even if she just calls his name, so how could he not be excited about any title?
Charlize avoided his gaze.
Somehow, Charlize was silent. It was an awkward atmosphere.
If the atmosphere was comfortable, he would naturally talk about Kahu. Dylan chose to be patient.
He put his brain to work for a moment to break the stiff air. Soon, a good idea came up. Dylan said, pouring alcohol.
"If you just drink, you will be bored."
"…"
"Why don't we play a simple game?"
"Ehyrit's game. You mean."
Charlize felt a strange energy when 'Ehyrit' came from her mouth even though she pronounced it slowly.
That might be an illusion. Or maybe 'Ehyrit's Piece' still remains on her body and reacts.
It's extremely rare for living organisms to survive by consuming 'Ehyrit's Piece'. As far as Charlize knew, she was the only human.
Before becoming a sword, it was the reason that she had to undergo numerous tortures and mentally trained.
'Now, of course.'
The number of cases with 'Ehyrit's piece' on the human body has increased in two on the continent. Herself. And Dietrich.
Is it right to be happy that she succeeded in revenge because he was made in the same state as her? Or should she be displeased that she is in the same position as Dietrich in some way?
Dylan could have acted like this because he didn't know the past when she was a sword.
'At least he couldn't read me completely.'
Charlize suddenly realized that she was relieved unexpectedly. If Dylan was perfect, she would have been even more afraid.
"Yes, Master."
Dylan waited for Charlize's permission to fall. Charlize agreed.
"All right."
It was a very dangerous game now to hide her mind. The atmosphere was too hard even for Charlize.
So Charlize and Dylan played 'Ehyrit's Game' while drinking.
It was a game that nobles often play at drinking parties. A psychological mind game in which one pretends to be grand with the name of God, but mixes truth with lies. The commoners simply called it the 'Truth Game'.
Dylan said.
"This is how it works. If one asks a question, the other answers sincerely. The person who answers asks again, and this time the opponent answers. And we repeat this over and over again, and if someone fails to answer the question for more than a minute, you're losing the game."
Before starting gambling, it's a rule for the dealer to explain the rules of the game. So, Dylan explained kindly.
"The defeated must grant the winner's wish. Master, would you like to say your wish first?"
A wish. Charlize ate a snack.
"Well, it's an exciting game, so why don't we do it without making a wish in advance?"
"Is this a wish without limits?"
"It's sort of like that."
Whatever wish he made, she was ready to grant it. It's basically based on trust that Dylan won't make unreasonable demands.
Dylan nodded his head.
The Emperor who rules the Empire and Jesa. This is the wish that those who can't follow the power promised to grant it. The game was too big to be a game.
At first, they exchanged simple questions with each other. However, as time passed, the question became increasingly risky and bold.
Charlize suddenly felt that Dylan's scent was too secret.
'Something familiar.'
He hid it secretly. But it was the scent of the ruler who attached vividly enough to feel a chill in an instant.
"What is 'Ehyrit's piece'?"
She felt a little tight in her breath. The risk level has risen sharply.
At Dylan's question, Charlize grabbed the glass. The surface of the porcelain that was brought in from the East continent was extremely polished.
Is it just a glass?
All the things her eyes met here and there look like that they only fit for the words 'the highest rank' and 'the highest grade'. But.
"The source of the monster. It's the corpse of God that destroys the essence of life and makes it stained with evil."
Dylan shines alone, overwhelming even the luxury.
"It's right that God was responsible and recovered everything, but since it's already dead, how can it pick up all the pieces scattered all over the continent? It's right that humans who are the warrant to rule over all things have to deal with it according to morality."
Charlize tried not to shake her voice.
Is it because of drinking high alcohol? Her heart is beating more than usual. She emptied her glass difficulty.
Dylan politely raised the bottle with both hands and poured the alcohol over Charlize's glass.
Now it was her turn to ask questions.
"…What did you think of a human being who make someone eat the piece?"
There was a tense silence for a moment.
"It wasn't worth anything."
Dylan answered blandly.
No matter how 'Ehyrit's Game' is a game that mixes truth and lies. Charlize could know without notice.
Sincerely, it means that the Emperor wasn't worth anything to Dylan. The atmosphere was dizzying, as if a sharp tongue was rolling down the skin.
He made his father's condition worse than anyone else, but there seemed to be no guilt. Even though it's natural that he never showed his guilt.
'There would be no reason to love the former Emperor who neglected Dylan and the 7th concubine.'
The Emperor took the 7th concubine as he pleased, then destroyed her and abandoned her in the concubine palace.
It would be strange to see such an Emperor as family by birth.
"It's Your Majesty's turn to ask questions."
Dylan drank.
The decadence of the night matched well with him as well as the freshness of the day. He was dangerous.
Dylan opened his mouth.
"Master, do you have anything to hide from me?"
What does he mean?
"…There are none."
"None…?"
Dylan repeated Charlize's answer.
Charlize answered right away. She wasn't hiding it. Technically speaking, Charlize didn't hide anything from Dylan and the people of the imperial family.
There is just no one to notice. Who would speculate that Charlize went back in time?
Even Dylan, a genius, was too much. Charlize avoided eye contact with Dylan. Because it seemed like a secret that was hidden and not hidden would be revealed.
Dylan stared at Charlize quietly.
'Is it my turn now?'
Charlize bit her lips.
Even though she tried not to be nervous, her voice trembled.
"Your Majesty."
It's never a spur-of-the-moment question. It's a highly calculated question.
"Do you have someone you love?"
Charlize and Dylan's gaze were read in the air. It was tight and pulled.
*Jesa = Grandmaster