Fernan, having hardened his thoughts, got up from his seat and approached the other side.
"Now, what, what are you going to do… !"
Sensing the danger, the Marquis leaned back and retreated.
Fernando grabbed the nape of the marquise at once and smashed it on the stone floor.
"Ouch!"
Blood began to pool around the marquise's head.
Without even struggling, only groaning and groaning in pain spread through the drawing room.
Fernando looked down at the Marquis with eyes full of life.
I had to kill this bastard like this, and make sure that he never flirts with that dirty mouth again.
"I, my lord!"
Hearing the scream, Lloyd came inside and shouted in astonishment. He hurriedly grabbed Fernan and started tearing it apart, but to no avail.
"Gee, calm down!"
Lloyd blocked Fernan with his whole body, but Fernand violently threw even Lloyd aside and drew the sword from his waist.
It was the moment when he was about to cut the marquise's neck with a single knife.
Suddenly, the last image of Julia came to his mind.
Standing at the edge of the cliff, the figure of her with a sword pointed at her slender neck filled up in front of her in an instant.
The blood flowing from the white nape of the neck and the calm face as if he couldn't feel the pain.
The image of me throwing my body without hesitation, smiling faintly, was vividly portrayed painfully.
Fernan's lips trembled slightly. At this moment, he couldn't help but realize.
that he himself is no different from the marquis.
It hurt Julia, hurt her, and drove her to the edge of a cliff as she tried to run away.
At this moment, he was madly disgusted at himself for trying to kill the marquis for the sake of such a subject.
To Julia, herself would be nothing more than the same garbage.
"Ugh! majesty!"
When Fernando stopped moving, Lloyd barely pushed his body away.
The marquise, who was struggling with pain, was finally able to get out of his grasp, but his face, smashed to the ground, was terribly covered in blood.
The marquise crouched down and trembled and stumbled out of the drawing room, crawling on the floor.
"ha… majesty."
Lloyd called Fernando in a timid voice. Then he checked his expression, and he bit his lips.
Fernan was shivering, biting his lips.
Seeing his master's weakness, which he had never seen before, Lloyd turned his head as if he had never seen anything.
Tang, the sword in Fernan's hand fell to the floor randomly.
Stepping on the blood-soaked floor, he raised his trembling hand and pressed it to my eyes.
The marquis crawled into the hallway as if to run away and trembled while holding onto the railing.
The waiters opened their mouths in amazement when they saw the marquise, whose face was bruised and covered in blood.
The Marquis slumped down the stairs as if he couldn't even feel the shame.
The marquis left like that, and a gloomy silence lingered in the grand siege for a while.
It was long after the Marquis had left that Fernando left the drawing room.
Fernando headed somewhere with a precarious step and stopped at the end of the hallway.
He stopped in front of Julia's bedroom.
Fernan, who opened the door, stared silently into the cold room.
Although the room had been empty for quite some time, it was not much different from before Julia disappeared.
On the table were some books that Julia had read and an empty vase.
Fernando just stood there, not touching anything and taking no action.
After staring at the floor for a while, he suddenly raised his gaze and stared dimly at one wall.
The memory of one day wrapped around his empty mind.
'majesty… .'
A voice that was frozen and trembling. Watery blue eyes staring up at him.
It was a memory of the day when I thought that Yulia was going to give me a potion.
I was drawn coldly staring at Julia, who was terrified and said innocence, and pouring drugs as if threatening.
Even as she looked at the tears in her eyes that were red as tears, Fernando did not listen to her that day.
Anguish flashed across his expressionless face.
Whenever I tried to think of Julia like this, I always thought of a wounded face.
I don't remember a single good thing about my short marriage.
How can I not be annoying, how can I get away from me? She thought like a dog and gave her a scratch on her.
Why she tried to run away from me, Fernando knew well enough to turn around now.
'… To His Majesty I was your wife?'
Until the end, Julia asked like that, as if she wasn't expecting anything.
I would have asked, knowing that I couldn't answer. Because he had never treated her Julia as her wife.
Yes, it really was.
Every time his bright blue eyes turned to me, he pushed her away and brought out all sorts of harsh words.
Because I had to desperately reject the woman who kept seeping into me.
Even though he pushed him away, without knowing it, Julia calmly filled his heart.
From that moment on, he was chasing a woman who had been so cold-hearted.
The realization was too late. When she later decided she wanted to keep Julia by her side, she didn't want him anymore.
There was no Julia who told him love.
Not knowing what to do, not knowing how to get her to stay with me, I chose to monitor her and force her into this castle.
In fact, I should have said I was sorry and asked for forgiveness. I should have been nice to you as much as I was in pain and treated you kindly.
I shouldn't have tried to hold onto it, I should have let it go... .
Fernando buried my face in his trembling hands. I realized everything, but Julia was no longer there.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find any traces of Julia.
* * *
After a long time, Julia finally set foot on a foreign land.
Originally, the process of crossing the border would have been a bit tricky, but thanks to the relatively loose checkpoints, I was able to get out of the empire without too much trouble.
It was also thanks to Cedric having secured her new identity in advance.
The final destination was the Holy Kingdom located in the southern part of the continent. It was also the homeland of Matthew and Cedric.
It is a somewhat closed country with few exchanges with other countries.
Julia was planning to stay in a monastery there and prepare for standing alone.
"Close your eyes, Julia-sama."
Cedric approached Julia, who was sitting in the lobby and staring blankly at the window.
It took a long time to get to the Holy Kingdom, so they were staying at the inn for a while to get food.
Julia answered with a faint smile.
"I can't sleep. My head is complicated... ."
"There was too much going on. I understand."
Yulia nodded and muttered.
"… I don't feel it. Am I really free? Really, did it all end like this? ."
The bewildered heart was greater than the thrilled or happy heart. She was also a little anxious.
I think that no regrets remain, but perhaps the painful memories will not disappear over time.
I can't even erase the face of a person I don't want to remember for a while.
Suddenly, I remembered the last time I saw Fernando. A desperate look that desperately tried to catch me, even if it didn't suit me.
Thinking about it, instead of feeling refreshed, my heart calmed down.
Yulia shook her head to clear her thoughts and looked at the window again.
Cedric, who was staring at the window following her gaze, suddenly opened his mouth.
"How about thinking about what you're going to do in the future?"
Julia turned her gaze and looked at Cedric. He shrugged his shoulders lightly and spoke.
"Is there anything you've always wanted to do? Even the little things are fine."
"… Well."
After thinking for a while, Yulia's eyes twinkled as if she remembered something.
"I want to plant a garden. I want to see you make things with flowers... ."
"That's fine."
"If possible, make friends… I also want to go to a private festival. I have never been to a festival before."
As I thought about it, new things kept coming to my mind. There were a lot of things I wanted to do, even if it wasn't something grandiose.
Cedric looked at Yulia, who was seriously thinking, and smiled quietly.
"If you need anything, please tell me. That's why I followed Julia-sama."
"no. Thank you for coming this far with me."
I couldn't cause any more trouble to Cedric, who helped me with only Matthew's request.
He must have his own daily life, but I felt sorry for taking too much time because of me.