CH 120

My Burden, My Responsibility

“I’ll take care of that. More than this, the master is calling you.”

“My father?”

“He seems to want to talk about repairing the mansion and what will happen in the future.”

Kyrie nodded.

“I’ll be there soon.”

“Lady, there are letters from the lords for you…….”

“Bring everything. I wasted my time lying down uselessly.”

“I’ll order you a maid. When will you resume your successor lessons?”

“It’s going to be difficult today, so let’s resume tomorrow. Also bring me a few days of information about the royal family’s movements.”

“I’ll do that.”

[Kyrie.]

“Dr. Hawksong, Dr. Poe. First, follow Ernst. I’ll get back to you later.”

Kyrie stepped forward ignoring Nataniel, who was watching her with deep and complex eyes.

“I want to show you around the capital, but the situation is not favorable, so please understand.”

As she dealt with the wizards who were hesitating while being wary of Nathaniel and walked frantically while receiving documents from the maid, he suddenly did not follow her.

Kyrie stopped in the hallway and looked out the window.  Her vision was full of rain that was too violent to be called a spring rain.  A voice that was slightly hoarse to the sound of the rain came to mind.

[Someone will love you no matter how hard you try or not.]

(T/N: the line isn’t complete because she doesn’t have full memories, she is having distorted memories.)

The blue eyes of Nathaniel who said that, too, did not get out of her mind at all.  Like a dream, like a lie, the words that pierced the heart and trembling eyes.

But she is no longer a child.  She knows that hard work will never pay off. Kyrie with her gloomy eyes turned her head coldly.

There is no such thing. Never.

***

Kyrie led the wizards to leave the Buchanan mansion. The escort was chauffeur Valdir and other Buchanan soldiers. Nathaniel did not follow, but Kyrie did not care because she would rather want a meteor to fall on his head.

The wizards from Pronoia were curious about the Capital and went in to find their accommodation.

‘I have promised them, so I’ll have to let them meet Sir Leschaux at least once.’

It was time for Kyrie to take a moment to think like that. A wizard with a long beard and Margaret flower on his beard approached.

“By the way, my lord.  Is that okay?”

“That?”

“That way over there.”

The wizard glanced at a corner of the sky. Kyrie looked at the same place without vitality. She couldn’t see anything.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, my. Lord doesn’t have mana?”

The wizard swept down the beard.

“What is in that direction, lord?”

Kyrie recalled the map of the capital. She soon shook her head.

“That’s the usual city area. There’s no particularly big building.”

“Is that so…What’s beyond that?”

“There is a village, where commoners live.”

“There must be a wall beyond that. What’s beyond Arellano?”

The wizard’s eyes became thinner. Kyrie replied calmly.

“Cape pobe. It’s the closest sea to Trevereum.”

“Hmm.”

The wizard swept the beard again.

“There doesn’t seem to be anything special……”

“What’s going on?”

“I felt a powerful magic from that direction.”

“Magic power?”

Kyrie recalled what Nathaniel had said when he returned to the capital.

“Maybe you misunderstood it for the royal palace?”

The wizard shook his head.

“…That’s not true. The royal palace Sel has a powerful protective magic that is hard to misunderstand as something else.”

Maybe humans…then. The wizard murmured, stroking Margaret flowers instead of his beard. It would mean that human power cannot help it.

“You said the capital was like walking on thin ice, but it is real. It’s not an ordinary power. Is the reason why the Lord Legend called us to stop that?”

At the unexpected remark, Kyrie was shocked and opened her eyes wide. The wizard lowered his half-moon-shaped glasses a little and spoke.

“Isn’t it? Doesn’t the lord know. How powerful an army of wizards can be.”

“I’ve seen that, so I know it well. But.”

Kyrie blurred the end of the sentence.

“—He’s Nathaniel.”

All evil in the world. The king of winter feared even by the Lord Protector, Leschaux Lore.  Does Nathaniel like that would call people to “stop” something?

That’s absurd. He is not such a man. Kyrie swallowed a sigh.

“—Rather, there is a high probability that you were called to use you as bait.  If the Lord Legend asks for something, avoid using his name.  Because he can’t do anything to your advantage.”

“Is that so…..”

The wizard tilted his head like a child.

“If possible, don’t leave the mansion. The atmosphere of the capital is hideous.”

The old wizard looked at Kyrie with caring eyes.

“I’ll do that. They’re elderly people who just got bitten by a desk, but feel free to call them if you need them.”

“You’re a guest, I can’t do that.”

“We are not guests, we are soldiers of the lord.”

“At that time, I had no choice but to protect Pronoia, but I had no intention of bringing you into war.”

At Kyrie’s firm words, the wizard smiled complexly.

“Our lord seems to have a lot of burden on her shoulders.”

He raised his eyebrows to create a deep wrinkle on his forehead, then pulled a white marguerite flower from his beard and handed it to Kyrie.  Kyrie accidentally took it.  For a brief moment, the white, fine hand that held out the jacaranda flower flashed through Kyrie’s mind.

“I hope someone who can relieve it appears to the lord….”

After the old man said so, he went into the accommodation.

Kyrie belatedly came to her senses and got on the wagon. The old man’s words lingered in her head in the wagon she ran.

‘My burden. My responsibility…….’

…

The memory of when her mind regressed was not clear. It was generally blurry and it’s as if looking at an old picture.

Still, only the hands of Cesar and Zhenya, who were stroking her heads, were clear. Warm words and friendly touch that come only when she plays her role well. In her childhood, she desperately hoped for more than anything else. A child who is not like a child and does not reach out to an adult. That was the role of Kyrie in those days.

For her, the affection of others was like an item displayed in a store, so she needed corresponding results to buy it.

It wasn’t a bad thing. At some point, she gave up, but it made her realize how to live a little earlier. As a member of Buchanan, fulfilling her responsibilities, as if she were without them, as if it would last forever.

There’s no place to run away. She can’t even run away. She was born in that kind of a world. It was when Kyrie closed her eyes thinking that she would probably not be able to escape until she died.

“Lady!”

The carriage door suddenly opened.

“Sir Valdir?”

Kyrie turned her head in surprise. Outside the carriage, Valdir was running on his horse and pulling out a sword.

“Be careful!”

“What?”

As soon as she asked back, the carriage door was ripped off.

〔Kyrie Buchanan〕

In an instant, Leschaux appeared hanging next to the wagon. Kyrie forgot to be surprised by seeing an unexpected person.

〔There is an attack.〕

Leschaux said with the wind. He looked ahead.

〔Kid. When I signal, take Kyrie Buchanan out of the carriage.〕

In the meantime, MarryAnne, who was blocking Leschaux and Kyrie, turned to Kyrie.

“Lady! Catch MarryAnne!”

As soon as Kyrie hugged MarryAnne in a hurry, everything happened at once. Kyrie and MarryAnne flew in the sky, a large trajectory like the wings of a black dragon unfolded and disappeared, and a wagon burst before Kyrie realized it was a sword strike.

“Cough,….. cough..!”

Kyrie coughed out the smoke from the wagon burst. MarryAnne stood next to her.

“Lady, are you okay?”

“It’s okay…How can they attack us in the city!!”

〔She must have been in a hurry. Because Nathaniel is not often away.〕

‘He’s away?’

When Kyrie raised her head, Leschaux stood with his back showing. The hand had a wide sword like a club that she saw the other day. He was confronting people in black clothes. Due to the concentration of noble townhouses, commoners were sparse, and even if there were commoners, it was clear that they would hide in this situation.

〔She seems to want to take you. Do you want to go?〕

At Leschaux’s indifferent question, Kyrie narrowed her forehead.

“No.”

〔Then I’ll block it.〕

Leschaux looked forward again. The raiders hesitated for a while because they didn’t know Leschaux was there, but soon began to cast a spell. Seeing the light generated when using mana from afar, the wizard also seemed to be waiting. Buchanan’s knights also took their place.

In the meantime, Leschaux took back a few steps.

〔It’s a hassle, so get out of here.〕

Valdir and other Buchanan knights were embarrassed by his strict words. Leschaux squinted, ignoring them. In his hand, the huge sword vibrated with a heavy ringing sound.

〔It looks funny because he’s not here….〕

What came to mind in Mulberry’s eyes was obvious flamboyance.

〔I won’t kill you.〕

***

Leschaux quickly cleared up the raiders. He didn’t really kill him. He just stabbed or crushed the joints of their limbs and threw them away.

Kyrie watched him fight from behind. Certainly, there was a place that resembled Nathaniel’s swordsmanship. And certainly, Nathaniel’s side was higher than Leschaux. If Leschaux’s sword felt like it was stretching out in all directions without controlling its desire for destruction, it was the impression that Nathaniel’s sword was silent beyond all those stages. Like himself.

With the help of knights, Kyrie arranged the surroundings. There were injuries due to explosion magic, but fortunately there were no deaths.

〔Are you hurt?〕

After Leschaux handled the last attacker, he turned around and asked.

“…..No.”

Kyrie shrank a little under the pressure of a huge club-like sword. If it was Nathaniel, he would have kept the sword as soon as he saw it, but Leschaux just nodded.

〔I’ll be around for the next three days, whether Nathaniel is around or not. It would be better to turn the useless escorts to the Buchanan Mansion.〕

“Three days?”

〔Three days only.〕

Kyrie’s eyes shook. It was too meaningful to pass without asking.

“Why?”

Leschaux tilted his head.

〔You’ll find out when the time comes.〕

Suddenly, Leschaux felt uncomfortable. He was never even friendly, but when he thought about it, he didn’t know what he (Nathaniel) was thinking about the most.

‘Why haven’t I thought about what his purpose is so far?’

Kyrie swallowed the faint anxiety and touched her arm for no reason.

In the meantime, knights have organized the scene of the accident. Kyrie decided to wait nearby with Leschaux until a new carriage arrived. As MarryAnne widened the distance a little for reconnaissance, Leschaux spoke to Kyrie.

〔What do you think of Nathaniel?〕

Kyrie breathed in quietly.

“I have no thoughts.”

For a moment, an indescribable expression passed by Leschaux’s face.

〔Don’t you hate him?〕

“I don’t want to.”

〔Please tell this to the person〕

“I said it.”