Volume 5, Act 47: Entering the Big Bookcase Part 1
A short distance away from the princes room, Cordelia called out to Clyde who was walking in front of her.
Clyde-sama, you said you would take me to the doctors office, but its fine after all. It doesnt hurt that much anymore.
Clyde, who stopped and turned around, scowled.
Itll be troublesome if you say it hurts later.
I wont. Also, if it does hurt later, then I can see a doctor at home. They wont investigate much if I say it was an unfortunate accident.
Cordelia was shocked at Clydes unapproachable attitude. She had used his idea to leave Sylvester, but she thought that his preconceptions were quite biased.
He still faithfully took her to the doctors office, even though he was treating her like that, but she felt that he was treating her too much like a bad person.
However, no matter what he thought, she really didnt need the doctors office. Rather, for Cordelia, there was a possibility that going to the doctors office would cause a situation she was trying to avoid.
For example if I get treated at the doctors office, then Marquis Flantheim might be informed of my injury. Id feel awful if the Marquis were to worry about me.
Clive moved his eyebrows at those words.
For Cordelia, however, she was more worried about Elvis hearing about it than worrying Marquis Flantheim, and Clive also seemed to have realised something.
But, I cant go straight back to His Highness.
If thats the case, then why dont you show me the way to the Big Bookcase?
Indeed, if he were to return straight away then it would seem unnatural.
In that case, Cordelia said a wish that was just right for killing time. She only knew how to get from the east gate to where she was now.
However, Clive hesitated again.
(One more push.)
Clive still didnt seem convinced, but if he showed hesitation, then she still had plenty of chances to convince him.
Clive-sama, you said you would take me to the doctors office, but you didnt say that you would take me to see the doctor.
So, it would be fine if we just pass the doctors office.
You say things like Vernoux-dono.
Cordelia forced herself to smile but didnt know how to reply to Clives remark, since it was clear that he was angry at Vernoux. His words stated that he didnt get along well with Vernoux. She could neither confirm nor deny that because she didnt want to pick a fight with him.
She knew that she had freedom, and she hoped that she wasnt as free as Vernoux.
However, if he says that he doesnt get along well with Vernoux, then Cordelia was the same.
Well, fine.
Thank you very much.
Ah, let me tell you one thing. His Highness rarely visits the Big Bookcase. Even if he does, he does it early in the morning or late at night.
It sounded like a warning, Hes not someone you can meet. However, Cordelia smiled from the bottom of her heart at the unexpectedly useful piece of information. She could spend time at ease in the Big Bookcase.
Then, Ill be able to concentrate on the books too.
However, Cordelia, who had spoken that out of relief, panicked a little because she might have misspoken. It was a remark which sounded as if the Prince was a disturbance, depending on who heard it. Then, that would be a bit rude.
Luckily, Clive looked suspicious but didnt say anything. He began to walk again.
(I wonder if he took it as a joke)
Cordelia stroked her chest as she stared at his back and followed after him.
He looked annoyed from beginning to end, but he passed the doctors office, headed to the main gate and guided Cordelia to the Big Bookcase.
They didnt talk about anything in particular along the way, but he seemed to have a methodical personality since he took the trouble to show her the way from the main gate. He wasnt courteous, but she was grateful that he had shown her the way so she wouldnt be troubled later.
However, she felt that his back was saying, Dont talk to me, so she couldnt convey those words to him. She felt uncomfortable with just opening her mouth, so she decided to tell him everything at the end.
(More importantly, he took the trouble to show me around. I have to find landmarks.)
The Big Bookcase was located in a deeper place than Cordelia had thought.
Cordelia was a little confused, but the door opened again after a short while, and Clive entered. In his hand was a permit with a different colour than the one Cordelia had. He had to get it re-authenticated.
I have to be careful when I come here with Ronnie, if each person has to be authenticated, Cordelia thought as she asked Clive.
Eames-sama, your permit is a different colour from mine, isnt it?
He probably hadnt submitted anything at the competition show. Still, does he have a permit for business reasons because he serves His Highness?
Cordelia asked lightly, but Clive frowned deeply.
This is a temporary passage pass. Its not for browsing books like the one you hold.
Can you not read books, even though you have permission to enter?
Ive never been told that its prohibited, but I dont have the qualifications to read them.
Clive clearly declared and continued with a firm tone.
There arent any confidential documents here, but its a place for the royal family to browse their private collection. Please understand this.
Of course, I know.
When Cordelia replied, Clive began to guide her again.
Cordelias tension increased as they walked down the corridor, step by step.
Soon after, Cordelia reached a room filled with books.
It was filled with bookshelves crammed with books and was a place befitting of the name Big Bookcase. The bookshelves were much higher than a person, and she could see ladders and stepladders for getting books all over the place.
Cordelia was speechless at the scene, which far exceeded her expectations.
The upper floors and the basement are the same, but there are restrictions for taking some books out. Ask a librarian for more information. If you want to look for books alone, then theres a guide map over there.
Pameradia-jou?
Im sorry. I was overwhelmed.
Cordelia, who was absolutely surprised, couldnt say anything else. She had really received a precious privilege. Her feelings of gratitude towards Vernoux, who had recommended the competition show, and Ronnie, who had completed the product, became stronger.
Eames-sama, thank you very much for guiding me here. Ill take a little tour before going home.
But, Clive frowned.
Is it inconvenient for me to be here?
No, not really. But, youre busy, arent you?
She had asked for guidance, but she felt bad if she asked him to accompany her for longer. His guidance role should be over. But, Clive looked displeased.
That doesnt have anything to do with you.
Then, I have nothing else to say. Ill have a look around.
She gradually grew used to Clives way of speaking, and thought, cant he talk differently even if its to someone hed just met for the first time.
(If he does have a methodical personality, then it wouldnt be strange for him to try and get to know the person hes talking to. Instead, hes trying to get rid of the danger to His Highness, Im afraid hes going to be annoying with his wrong impression.)
Its not like I want to leave a unique impact on him, but he would think theres meaning behind my words no matter what I say. Cordelia dropped her shoulders. It doesnt feel very good.
I want to avoid ending up in a predicament because he has some misunderstandings about my relationship with the Prince.
(But, on the contrary, its convenient for him to observe me right?)
I dont know what I did to make him have a bad impression of me, but I should better his impression of me by a little bit by acting in a way that wont make him think Im planning something like I had in front of His Highness Sylvester. I dont care how long he watches me to clear my concerns.
I dont have anything to feel guilty about, and Clive shouldnt have caused harm to the in-game Cordelia.
With that in mind, she looked around and approached the guide that Clive had been talking about before.
(The books on plants are on the first basement floor?)
She checked her destination on the map, memorised it, and rushed a little towards the stairs. Clive followed after Cordelia while maintaining a short distance.
Translator: Blushy
Editor: SenjiQ