CH 89

Episode 89

[A similar incident in the territory of the Duke of Ace, similar to the Wiltern Prison case. Checking.]

The writing that rose above the necklace glowed unabated.

I read it again and again, but it could not be changed.

‘Is this what happens in the end?’

I bit my lips and pressed the necklace with my fingers.

Then the writing that was floating in the air disappeared, and the jewel of the necklace lost its light.

“Whoo.”

Leaning against the chair, I raised my head.

Looking at the ceiling with chandeliers, I sighed again.

“chim…..what? What’s that?”

“Ah.”

I was so excited that I spoke the chChineseour-character idiom.

With my voice straightened out, I calmed down a little bit and said,

“It means that the moon who saw Erica’s face hides in shame, and the flower bows in shame.”

Cassius’ expression grew more and more hardened at the words.

“And the fish that saw Erica again forgot to swim in her beauty, so she sank on the floor, crawled……… and the peletains sees Erica and forgets to flap his wings and falls to the ground.”

Then Cassius replied with a very serious face.

“Isn’t that just the fish and thepeletains being stupid?”

“Oh, my God, that’s a metaphor.”

As I spoke to Cassius like that, Erica held my hand tightly and said in a voice that seemed likely to crawl in.

“Please stop now, Yerine….”

Looking back, Erica’s face was so red that it wouldn’t be strange to see smoke.

“But I really think so.”

“Eugh…..h…..Thank you.”

She, who was covering her mouth and cheeks with a scarf, said with her scarf down slightly.

Cassius, watching the figure silently, suddenly came up to me and spoke to me.

“I think people working in heaven are too lazy to sleep. Isn’t that right, Yerine?”

I frowned and asked back to the clumsy question.

“Heaven?”

“Yes.”

“What does that mean?”

Then Cassius grinned and said,

“This is how an angel wanders openly on earth.”

The moment I fully understood Cassius’ words, the heat swelled into my face.

“Ah, no, Cassius–”

“What’s wrong? I did the same thing as you.”

Cassius replied, giggling.

Then Erica, who was holding my hand, pulled out her hand.

“What? Erica, why?”

And she lifted her feet and tiptoeing, she said, with her hands on both ears of mine.

“Angels shouldn’t hear that, Yerine.”

Then Cassius snorted and shouted.

“Ha, what do you mean? That’s ridiculous.”

“Be quiet. You don’t have anything to say even if you are punished for working on a holy angel?”

“No, neither of you fight over this, seriously.”

At that moment the sound of peletains rang out in the garden.

“Beep. Beep.”

The sound was coming from the frozen fountain.

Turning our head toward the fountain, there was a happy cry of a peletains, half blue and half red.

“Uh, peletains!”

Cassius cried in a glad voice.

“Wow, I’ve never seen it before.”

“Me too!”

Peletains are animals in the novel, and except for colors, they were basically nothing different from sparrows.

However, they were treated to a level that was quite rare and unparalleled in intelligence, which was incomparable to sparrows.

I smiled and muttered while still looking at peletains.

“Maybe something good will happen today.”

Peletains were often considered a symbol of good fortune.

“Or maybe we’ll have a guest sooner or later.”

Cassius said, looking down at me with his golden eyes.

“Oh, yeah. There was such a superstition.”

I thought to myself, answering like that.

‘I already have two guests, and I don’t think there’ll be any more.’

I had no relatives I knew in the first place, and there seemed to be no one else to find my mansion.

Rayl or Astra would rather invite me to their mansion.

Rachel had promised to meet briefly in the capital just before the opening of the Academy Foundation Day.

‘Eugene can’t… never come.’

Due to his personality, he must have been focusing on training throughout the vacation.

If other children were less than 10 percent likely to come as guests, Eugene was zero.

“Well, even if I think about it, there’s no one more to come as a guest.”

“Maybe other Housekeepers could visit?”

I felt my lungs tighten up on Erica’s words.

“I hope that never happens.”

Just imagining it was terrible.

It might have been better if the guest is the Duke of ale club, but others were very burdened.

When I spoke with such a serious look on my face, Cassius smiled and said.

“Yes, superstition is superstition. I don’t think anyone’s coming.”

As if to answer Cassius’s question, the peletain put his footprints in the snow and sang happily in the yard.

***

The hands of the clock indicated a little past eleven o’clock at night.

Erica, I and Cassius were sitting in front of the warm fireplace in the drawing room, enjoying the warmth.

“Oh, it’s warm…..….”

The pleasant heat was languishing.

“But if Yerine is cold, can’t she use magic to set fire to her hands? I don’t think we need to use the fireplace.”

I answered Erica’s question in a languid voice.

“I could burn the furniture by mistake.”

Erica nodded at my answer, and I raised my index finger and pointed to the fireplace.

At that moment the fire in the fireplace began to burn more brightly.

“In times like this, I sometimes use magic.”

“Wow, it’s convenient, too.”

Erica said admiringly.

“Certainly useful, can be used for attacks and in daily life.”

Cassius said in a serious voice.

I said, nodding my head at Cassius’s words.

“That’s right. I can grill marshmallows without skewers.”

“You use such great magic to bake marshmallows?”

Cassius asked, smiling as if he was dumbfounded.

“What’s the matter, grilled marshmallows are the best.”

Erica burst into laughter at my words.

At that moment, I heard a patter of footsteps outside the drawing room.

Then someone knocked on the wooden door.

“Yes.”

When I answered loudly, I heard the faint voice of the butler outside the door.

“Duke, will you be okay for a moment? I’m sorry to bother you during the break, but you’ll have to come out for a moment.”

I roughly wrapped a cape over the chair at the butler’s words and headed for the door.

“What’s going on?”

As I poked my head out the door, the butler with a candlestick stood, and three dark phosphorus were seen behind him.

“What, who………?”

“Sorry, Duke. I know it’s embarrassing, but I couldn’t let them go.”

The butler said, with a slight bow.

“They needed a place to stay for a while because they got into an accident while he was moving to the Leonhart Territory.”

In ordinary cases, the butler could not bring the outside figure into the mansion without my permission.

‘Who is it? If the butler’s act like that means they’re at least a middle-class aristocrat.’

Judging the situation quickly, I stepped out the door and smiled a commercial smile.

“Yes, I am the Duke of Yerine Spade, the owner of this mansion. First you go into the next room and —-”

At that moment, the person standing in front of him took off the robe he was wearing on his head.

Familiar silver hair in sight makes me speechless.

“Eugene?”

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