Sswaa-
The sound of the rain was enough to bury all the other noises. Eustaf watched the back door open.
It was my first time to be so angry. All he could do was not to say anything with his teeth clenched.
"Where are you going?"
Surprised, the little shadow hesitated and spoke quietly.
"Eus."
"Yes."
Explain, Eustaf replied. However, what I heard was wrong.
"I feel like throwing up."
Eustaf frowned.
"And I'm really tired. I mean-"
He couldn't stand it anymore, so he took off her hat. Ran's face, which was soaking wet, was revealed. With her pale face, Eustaf was instantly worried instead of angry.
However, Ran's face was irritated first. She said in a pointed voice, trying to take her hat back.
"Really, can't we do it later?"
I was going to say, Who's turn to be angry now? but he reached out his hand as Ran stumbled as if her legs were loosened.
As soon as I held her in my arms, I smelled like blood.
"It smells bloody."
"Really?"
Surprised and asked back, it seemed that she had not been hurt, but if she didn't look at it, she wouldn't be relieved. Ran flinched embarrassingly as he lifted her up.
"Eus, my clothes are all wet. Besides, my boots are dirty."
Eustaf did not answer, but went up the stairs in an instant and headed to his room.
I put Ran down on the sofa, turned on the lamp, and Lan was sniffing to take off her cape. Sighing, Eustaf took a breath and approached and took off her cape instead. Ran sat calmly under his hand.
As he undressed, he scrutinized her body. There was some blood splashed on the cape, but she was fine inside, so she wasn't hurt.
But the bandages on the fingers were bothering me.
"What happened to your fingers?"
"Huh? Oh, just somehow-"
Ran smiled awkwardly at her bandaged finger.
"Not a big deal."
"Not a big deal?"
She was full of energy.
Eustaf peeled off her coat and even the jacket and vest inside. Ran was innocent even though he was undressing like this. Even that was full of energy.
"Let's hear what the little story is. What did you and Dimodia go out and do without telling me?"
"That's ·····."
Ran mumbled and Eustaf waited.
"Just, I have some work to do. ·····."
"What happened?"
"Eustaf don't have to know about."
He bit his lips and pulled her long boots back.
"Eus, dirty!"
"You're going to walk around my room in those dirty clothes."
"No, Eus's finger--"
The rebellion is weak compared to the embarrassment. Ran's physical strength isn't that good, so she doesn't have the power to rebel now. Eustaf took off all her boots, threw them on one side, and washed his hands with water.
"So? What's going on?"
"That's ·····."
Ran opened her mouth as if she was hesitant.
"I found out that someone I knew was sold as a gladiator. To an illegal dumping ground. So I asked the Earl of Illuminati to find him. And I went and found him today. But there was an accident in the meantime...."
'It's all a lie.'
That much was easily known.
She was lying half-lying down, burying her arms and head on the armrest of the sofa, and Ran slipped up.
"But his sister was very sick.....so I asked her to go to Duchy Lazia with him. To show Haresh."
"How do you know each other?"
"That's none of Eus business."
Should I say thank you for not lying that far? Or should I be questioning?
Or.
Ran quickly continued to choose a word.
"I'm not going to let the disturbance go to Lazia. You don't have to worry about that."
Eustaf became despondent for a moment and his anger soared.
Is that all you have to say to yourself? You're not going to let the disturbance go to Lazia?
'Oh, right. I don't think i'am going to worry about yourself at all. I'm a man who wants to kill you, and I don't care about you at all.'
"Eus?"
Ran called him quietly, perhaps bothered by the lack of an answer.
"Do you know what makes me angry?"
"Huh-?"
"You promised me."
"Huh?"
"You said you wouldn't die until I became the Patriarch."
"I am not dead."
I was even angrier at the nonchalant answer. You're not dead, are you? Are you saying that it's done well?
After realizing that Ran was missing, he walked around the back door until she came back, even though he knew that she had gone with Dimodia.
"That's not the problem. Leave that to someone else. Why the hell did you go there yourself? Or at least take the right escort."
"I took Dia."
"What about Ross? What would you say about letting him go?"
"I'm....sorry about that."
"And what if something happened? What do you think would have happened if something happened there?"
"Uh-"
As if embarrassed, she rolled her eyes and carefully pulled herself up.
"I didn't mean to hurt Lazia's name. Oh, I don't know if it's the Duke of Lazia anyway, so it's gonna be okay!"
'Ah!'
Something seemed to break off.
So he's mad at her right now because of Lazia.
"How I waited with my heart-!"
He clenched his teeth while raising his voice. The sarcasm of itself popped out.
"If you want to die like that, why didn't you just ask me to kill you? If you're going to take a escort into the rascal's den."
"It's not like I didn't think about it either. I was confident I wouldn't get caught!"
"Will that work?"
"That's--"
Opening her mouth and closing her mouth, Ran frowned on the image of arrogance. Not knowing what to do, Ran groaned and shouted.
"I'm, I'm the one who's leaving now anyway! I don't have to report everything I do to you!"
He looked directly at Ran at her cry.
'So, what's going on so far? Then why did you report it? Why did you send me such a letter at the Academy?'
He took a deep breath while thinking about it. I already know that her kindness is arbitrary. Eustaf lifted his hand from the back.
"Of course I do. I wouldn't dare to puke in your work. Even if it's a prank with his own life."
"Don't worry, if you don't worry about it, I'll give you a decent Patriarch job at your coming-of-age ceremony. It may be so precious to you, but to me-"
'It's nothing, it's nothing.'
Eustaf could easily carry on the back of his mind. As I already know, it was more annoying than I thought to be killed with my mouth confirmed.
However, Ran stopped talking and instead raised her head with a broken face.
"Sorry, Eus. That was a slip of the tongue. I'm so tired right now, I can't speak well. Sorry."
She answered quietly, desperately making excuses.
"I'm sorry to hear what you think of me, but I found out again."
It seemed that the situation would only worsen at the latest. This mind is parallel anyway.
'Is that why your mother said that?'
Kill her, Kill her.
It's painful and hard to bump into each other like this. If you say that you're the one who's only in your heart, and you're going to have to tighten your neck with your own hands. Does that make it completely mine?
"Take a break."
He said so and went out of the room because he couldn't stand it anymore.
However, it was him who couldn't stand it and came back. When I came back, Ran was asleep curled up. Tears were formed around the eyes.
Eustaf stared down at her and hugged her.
Carefully—I don't know if he can be as sweet and affectionate as she wants. He's not that kind of person in the first place.
I took her to the room, and I heard from Dimodia.
'Why?'
Why would she bring Lumiere?
If she had brought him here to use him as an assassin, Eustaf's mind would have been cleared up. But listening to the story, it wasn't either.
If it weren't for his sister's illness, Ran would have let Lumiere go there.
'I wish I had.'
That man was bothered.
'I'm gonna take care of it.'
Why don't we just take care of it now and tell him that he's gone all night with his sister?
If she was going to let go anyway, he wouldn't even look for him, and Ran was quite slow in this. I don't seem familiar with killing.
As the number of territorial battles decreased, it became quite common for aristocrats to poison or assassinate underwater. A person dies quietly, and a person who replaces him comes in.
Most aristocrats were raised to be immune to poison, and it was also a disaster to find poison that was not. However, Ran did not go through such a process.
'That's why she fall asleep easily on those drugs.'
Even then, she didn't seem to think he had killed his cousin.
'You're such a good worker. Strangely enough, there are loopholes in the territory.'
Should I say it's a typical desk bite? I know every inch of the Lazian estate. Rather than it, it was great to modify the system itself and change it efficiently.
Innovative but territorial disputes are not alone.
'Maybe the most naive thing in the world of society.'
That's what Eustaf thought and looked at Dimodia. The Viridescent Shadow, who got the name, stood with a face that she did not do anything wrong.
"I'd like to say that the report is late."
"I thought Ran's opinion came first. And I wanted to figure out what was going on."
Dimodia smiled gracefully, saying so. The assassin, trained to penetrate among noble women, laughed like a nobleman and acted like a nobleman.
"Yes."
Dimodia cautiously offered her opinion in Eustaf's answer.
"Shall we take care of it?"
When Eustaf looked up, she lowered her head.
"I'm sorry if it was an out-of-the-top opinion."
"It's out of the question. Stay close to Ran."
"Yes."
After answering, Dimodia greeting and stepped down. Eustaf closed his eyes.
Let's not kill him.
It must have been due to Ran that the clumsy kindness and kindness stuck together. However, I didn't want Ran to be disappointed.
Besides, if Ran likes that man, there is still, still, a chance.
Without such worries or anguish, you can make Ran your own.
Shortly afterwards, Eustaf realized that he couldn't do that.
And without hesitation, she pinch my cheek and Ran says, "Then don't scare me like that! I'm scared." As soon as she shouted, he realized.
"You said you were worried about me. I was happy about that."
His heart seemed to be choked by the words she said while looking at him. At least she knew that he was worried about her.
"Then you didn't say anything to him."
She didn't say anything about wanting to kill him. If she had told me, I think he would have done it happily.
Ran nodded with a look of injustice.
"Yes."
"Then let me ask you one more question."
"Yes."
"Did you know him, like, a couple of years ago or something like that?"
I wanted to check this one thing.
You call Lumiere an old acquaintance, and even that's a lie. Everything you said about him is a lie.
I want you to tell me one thing. Ran's eyes grew bigger.
"No, not at all? Not at all?"
"All right."
Then he made up his mind.
Sweet and friendly as she wishes.
Ran smeared her mouth.
"Really. The patriarch position is yours, Eus. The Lazia is all yours. Yours."
"Yes, it's mine."
Without any hesitation, Eustaf answered smoothly.
"Lazia's is all mine."
Then you're mine, too.
Ran pulled him up by three years, so he was that confident. No, even more, Eustaf was confident with his persistence.
There was also a plan to make her run away in a plausible way.
Let her take anything from Lazia. If she leave and take the mine or whatever, it will somehow lead to Lazia.
For as long as a snake, he had the confidence to hold out.
I'm gonna swallow it up nicely, sweetly, so it doesn't hurt at all.
Eustaf grinned.