Ran grabbed the skirt and ran downstairs. From behind, Kara shouted, "Lord, you may fall down!" but I couldn't hear her.
Coming down to the first floor and running to the front door, she easily found a person getting off the horse outside the open front door.
"Eus!!"
Ran, who screamed and jumped down the porch stairs, hugged Eustaf tightly.
"I'm glad you're okay, I'm so glad."
Speaking several times, she gave strength to her arms inside. Then there was a low-pitched laughter inside his throat. Then he lifted her up.
Ran blinked at a strange voice and pulled herself off.
"Eustaf······?"
"Yes"
"Huh, your voice ······?"
"Is it weird?"
"No, good. Really."
Ran quickly looked at him in denial.
You grew up again in this short notice!
And his voice went down. It was not a boy's unique beauty like before, but a man-like low and soft voice.
Suddenly, she was ashamed of her arm around his neck, so she slowly loosened her arm and put it on his shoulder. The hard and wide shoulder and Ran clasped her fingertips. Somehow, I felt that Eustaf was going to be low.
"I didn't know you'd welcome me so enthusiastically."
He said so and went up the porch stairs and put her down. Ran's face turned red the time after she saw the knight and her servants standing.
"Eus, you've grown so much."
"It's uncomfortable because the clothes don't fit."
"It's clothes. We can buy them."
Ran pulled on his sleeve saying so. I haven't seen it, so is it a new one?
'But that doesn't feel like a new outfit.'
Eustaf said as if he had noticed her mind.
"It's Lord Ross's clothes."
"Eh!"
Ran looked up, looked at Eustaf, and said seriously.
"Let's get dressed first."
Eustaf smirked at the words. Suddenly, Ran stopped at the laughter and asked.
"You're not hurt anywhere, are you?"
"Of course. Do I look so weak?"
"It has nothing to do with that. I'm worried even if Eustaf is a legendary warrior."
When Ran puffed up her cheek, Eustaf slipped her cheek short on the back of his hand and said,
"Are you going to keep standing here and talking?"
At Eustaf's words, Ran dragged him away with an oops.
"Would you like to wash up? Or meal?"
"Let's wash up and change first. Did Noonim eat?"
"I've been waiting for you."
At Ran's words, Eustaf nodded.
"Then I'll wash up quickly."
"You can take your time. I'll have them come over for dinner."
"Okay."
Eustaf said so and greeted Ran lightly before going upstairs. Ran looked at the back and sighed.
You're really safe.
Fortunately, the story of Marquis Cameron's declaration of a territorial war quickly spread through society.
Ran shut down all external activities.
She applied for an audience with the emperor, but it was not accepted.
By the time she stomped out of frustration, so about three days after the battle of territory was declared, Ran met The Viridescent Shadow.
The Lazian secret agency.
He applied to meet Ran, a neutral male rose with a short cut. Borrowing the name of Baron Wilde, Ran called him to the second parlor. Blaine was suspicious of the name, saying it was his first time hearing it, and that was the answer.
"The second shadow meets the Lord."
With a polite greeting, he described himself as The Viridescent Shadow, explaining the situation lightly.
"I'm here to tell the Lord that you don't have to worry."
"I don't have to worry?"
"Yes, the Master was sure of victory."
The Viridescent Shadow smiled softly, saying so. Ran couldn't say anything and looked at the green shadow.
"So, there's an intelligence agency in the Lazian family that I don't know about."
"Now, you know."
"Oh, really."
Eustaf Laban de Lazia.
Screaming in her mouth, Ran looked at the shadow. The Viridescent Shadow was staring at Ran with a look of no sting.
Well, yeah, you won't get stabbed.
Ran sighed, thinking so. I understand and feel betrayed. Feeling complicated, Ran told The Viridescent Shadow.
"Then you can speak comfortably."
"Of course, please."
"You've assured that Eus will win. Is there any special way? Did he use blue flame?"
Is it possible even if it's not a Patriarch? "No, he doesn't."
"Besides, I'd got more troops."
It wasn't just the Marquis of Cameron. It was known that the other nearby families were encouraged to gather a large number of people.
Rumors have already been prevalent in the capital that Lazia's power is now over.
"Mr. Eustaf is not a person who talks nonsense."
"I know, but... but he's only 18, right?"
The last words came out as if they were screaming. Only 18.
Ran's sense is that he is a second-year-old high school. This place was also not counted as eighteen because it was late to nineteen.
Maybe that's why he came in looking more like a pushover.
'I should have been more vigilant.'
I can't believe I saw an 18-year-old boy go to war and kill people. I couldn't understand at all from Ran's sense.
"He's the one who's ready to be Lazia's patriarch. He's not just an ordinary 18-year-old."
What The Viridescent Shadow said to Ran is unexpected. Ran sighed.
"Of course, it is. I know, but..."
The Viridescent Shadow added to her distance speaking.
"And I have another story to tell."
"What is it?"
"The Marquis Cameron must have offered His Majesty the Emperor."
"His Majesty?"
"Yes, if they win, they'll give him half their share of the mine."
"Ah"
Ran clenched her teeth. So, it is indeed. It is a business that the emperor has nothing to lose.
'That's why you're ignoring my request to know. Stabbed in my grass.'
If the Marquis of Cameron loses and the Duke of Lazia complains, he can show signs of embarrassment, saying, "I didn't know the Marquis of Cameron would do the same."
The protest is even more useless if the Duke of Lazia is defeated and protested.
It is said that faithfulness is a non-existent mainstream relationship anyway, but isn't this too much?
Ran thought so and pressed her forehead.
'But we don't want to be loyal to the royal family.'
The imperial family won't have to look after Lazia either. All you have to do is swallow as much as you can.
'The Emperor of the Empire.'
But it's too small. I'm too absorbed in the immediate profit.
I couldn't help but think that way that. Ran recalled the second prince.
I haven't actually met the second prince yet. In the original work, it just feels like the second prince has become an emperor by fishing, but there was nothing particularly descriptive.
'Let's meet.'
Ran thought so, squinting her eyes and asked The Viridescent Shadow.
"Do you listen to my orders?"
"Of course, but..."
The Viridescent Shadow said as if he was watching Ran.
"Mr. Eustaf's orders are more prioritized."
"That's understanble enough."
Ran shrugged her shoulders. It doesn't matter because she doesn't intend to confront Eustaf anyway.
"What's the scale? How much? Oh, I thought you were going to spend a lot of money on Eus."
"It's big enough."
At The Viridescent Shadow's words, Ran nodded, 'I guess you don't want to answer in details.'
"Then can you investigate the second prince?"
"About the second prince?"
"Yes"
"All right."
The Viridescent Shadow answered and drank a cup of tea and left the mansion leisurely.
Then three days later, the Duke of Lazia's victory news hit the social world.
With the news that Eustaf cut the neck of Agol, the eldest son of Marquis Cameron.
The Marquis complained that it was a ridiculous move and that his eyes were falling apart.
However, according to the written law, the winner of the Battle of territory had the right to control the loser.
The Marquis said that there is a tradition of compensation, but the written law is above the common law.
Eventually, the Marquis' protest was dismissed. Ran was also surprised to hear that he had cut the head of the enemy.
I also thought, 'Is there a need to buy deep resentment unnecessarily?'
However, society was rather excited. Just as the broadcast named "real situation" is more thrilling, the word "life-and- death territory" came as a strong impression.
Besides, it's Lazia. A northern family.
Knights of the north, sharp, brutal and cold as winter. How attractive and stimulating are these words?
Everyone chatted about the Knights of blue flame, and the minstrels took out old poems and sang them.
Lord Blaine received tremendous attention because he was the head of the Knights of blue flame, and rumors about Eustaf spread like wildfire.
'When I heard the rumors, it seems like Eustaf has wiped out the enemy by himself.'
Ran thought so.
'But his at least an 18-year-old kid.'
He's kind of a scary kid.
That's what I thought.
Eustaf, who came to the capital for compensation and other matters, was surprisedly mature.
'That's why I haven't taken off all ally yet!'
Ran struggled to think so and told the servant to prepare dinner slowly.
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Madame Nouwaz looked at her work proudly, shining her eyes.
Eustaf, dressed in new clothes, lightly tapped his jacket and looked back at Ran.
"How is it?"
"Huh? Uhh..."
Ran nodded, thinking that she had drooled. Madame Nouwaz said with a smile.
"He's so cool."
"Noonim?"
"Huh? No, you're cool."
Ran nodded. Eustaf in the perfect Made suit was truly cool.
"By the way, Eus, how tall are you?"
"Well?"
"The master is about 177 centimeters tall. I'm afraid he'll grow more taller soon."
Madame Nouwaz answered on behalf of Eustaf. It must be accurate because it is the person who took the measurements herself.
'Not too long ago, you and I were about the same height!'
Growing more than 10cm in a year. Can I do this? There is still a slight boyish feeling on his face, but now that it is gone soon.
I couldn't erase the sense of incompatibility that his voice seemed like a different person every time I heard it.
The boyish voice of "Noonim" and the low, medium and low- pitched "Noonim" felt completely different.
"The Marquis of Cameron is going to ask for a duel."
Ran tried hard to take her eyes off of him and turn away. The servants were taking off his jacket and putting on his new coat.
"Let's ask them to apply. If there's a knight in the Marquis who has the guts to do so."
At Eustaf's words, Ran shook her chin.
The bravery of the Knights of blue flame and Eustaf was so swollen that they thought they had caught the dragon.
"Moreover, Noonim finds out about the second prince?"
"Yes, oh, did you hear, Eustaf?"
"Of course."
Eustaf said so and stare at Ran with blue eyes. He lightly raised his hand and said.
"Let's stop here."
Madame Nouwaz was about to say, "But still measur...i..." as if she was a little embarrassed, but she hurriedly bowed her head when her eyes met with Eustaf.
"Let's come back next time and finish."
Then she left the room with her servant and measurement tools. Ran looked at Eustaf wondering what it was in an instant.
"Why? You don't like it?"
"No, it's not that."
Eustaf turned to Ran. Even though he was simply wearing black pants on his shirt, he was dazzling. Ran was thinking, 'It's cheating to be so handsom' he asked.
"Are you thinking of treason?"