Episode 200.2

Episode 200.2

(EP-200.2) Flower Aira #1

200 Classroom Flower Aira #1

It was a young man. He looked like a mercenary with a scruffy face, scarred gaiters, and armor lined with iron plates.

I apologize for intruding. Well immediately clear the way, so please forgive me! Lets go, Sarbina. Quickly!

The mans eyes were filled with terror. It was a gaze often seen in Angmar. He seemed to be from Angmar, and perhaps, aware of Airas reputation.Fôllôw new stories at novelhall.com

But.

Aira looked relaxed.

The one called Sarbina, speak your business. There must be a reason for blocking this Queens path, isnt there?

Tha, thank you.

Thanks?

Ah, thank you. First, let me explain about my village. Ah, Tollejie.

The girl named Sarbina was stuttering a lot. However, such a passive attitude was understandable.

If I were asked to speak in front of someone like Caesar or Emperor Nero, my nerves would also be on edge. To step forward on such a subject needs a compelling reason.

Um, well.

Sarbina was unable to speak. With her silence, the gazes of those around her seemed to be filled with even more anxiety and worry. Yet, it was Aira who spoke first.

Tollejie. Its a small, quiet village, surrounded by birch trees, located in the north. Specialties include small tomatoes and olives.

You know our village?

That is a silly question. Who do you think I am? I am the Queen. If its from Angmar, I know even the smallest pebble.

No, really?

If it was back when she was sitting on Angmars throne, she might have trampled over the head of the rural girl who blocked her path without even bothering to listen to her story.

Aira-nim, that was a queenly act. This story will be on the lips of the people of Angmar.

Why do you say that as if its something new? Havent I always acted like a queen?

Aira seemed unaware of any change in herself. In that aspect, she wasnt much different from before. But even that was enough.

Then lets hurry, its getting hot. We can cool off in the classroom.

I dont feel like theres anything to learn there, though.

Just seeing Aira alive and vibrant in this place made me confident that everything Id done so far wasnt wrong.

Aira, you just needed to remain like a flower blossoming on the ice, as you are now.

No need to soil your white clothes with mud.

No need to grasp a fearsome blade in your hand.

Just sleep lazily and bask under the sun, receiving the admiring gazes of people. For that, I

Theo, theres a dog squirrel over there. Is it friends with Keongkeong?

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Looking at the face vaguely smiling while pointing at the tree, suddenly, I once again realized

I had become the servant of the wretched queen.

And without any excuses, no matter how much I thought about it, I couldnt escape that fact.

It felt like some kind of magic, as if Aira, who was a Rank 7 Archmage, had cast a spell on me.

Of course, I was no fool, I knew what to call this magic.

But for now, I wouldnt name it. Id just leave it blank.