Chapter 213

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Chapter.41 Forgetting

“... ... .”

Lulin suddenly turned his head. The mouth is sticking out. Even if you’re upset, you’re still upset for a long time. I expected it, but it’s scary to see it become a reality.

“Lurin.”

“... ... .”

“There’s more to it than that. “What were you going to do if you really lost your memories and it wasn’t just one day?”

The question I hurriedly asked out of curiosity was the worst I could think of.

“... ... I don’t even want to think about that. I am... Something like you who forgot me... That’s why you’re angry! “Don’t tell me!”

So of course it can’t work.

Of course, he was sitting on his thighs without turning his head towards me.

Lulin was still casting Buuung and didn’t even look in this direction.

“So what do you think it would be like if you lost your memory?”

“You mean me? “I’m forgetting you?”

“huh.”

“That doesn’t happen! Even if heaven and earth change, there is no such thing as forgetting you. Memories of you don’t just exist in my brain. As I always said, it is engraved in every part of my DNA. I can never forget it because it is engraved in my blood, my heart, my intestines, and this skin that you hugged. never.”

“ah. okay? That’s it! So do i. So even if I lose my memory, I won’t be separated from you like before and will end up living the same life.”

“... ... “Really?”

“huh.”

Lulin slightly turned his head this way. Not all, but only about a third.

“And if something happens where you don’t remember me even though it’s engraved like that, I’ll make you like me again.”

“I am not such an easy dragon.”

Lurin is pouting again like before.

“I guess so. How hard was it to open your heart? Just thinking about the days I spent at your mother’s rare. But even if it’s harder than that, I’ll open your heart, right? Even if it takes a hundred years, even if it takes a thousand years, I will definitely make you open your heart. If you lose your memory, I will make you like me again, so that you can build up memories again, so that when you find your memories, you will have twice the memories that you liked the first time and the memories that you like once again. .”

“... ... .”

Did you like those words?

At some point, Lurin turned her head and was staring into my eyes. Then he hesitated, opened his protruding mouth a little, and spoke.

“Isn’t that all... ! But I wanted to try a little bit of Joe.”

“what?”

“I lost my memory! “I don’t know who you are!”

“What dude?”

“Who are you? you.”

“No, I think you’re already out at the point where it’s you.”

“You are you! “Why are you out?”

“Why do you have such an innocent face? The first name you called me was you. “There were also humans.”

“... ... I don’t know. I do not remember! you. “No, human!”

“What? “Even if it’s like this?”

“Kyaaaargh. Hahahaha! Don’t do that! Tickle!”

I was so dumbfounded that I tickled his side and he started laughing.

“I don’t remember. Who are you! You guys, you guys. Okay! You! So don’t tickle me! Ugh?”

So I kissed Lurin’s smiling lips.

Lulin started struggling, but soon calmed down. He calmly accepted my kiss and tangled our tongues.

As I hugged him tightly, he hugged me more tightly.

“Hmm... Isn’t this all... You! I lost my memory and immediately started kissing... That’s right... ! “It’s instant death!”

“Then why is your face all red?”

“Hehehe. I don’t know. So die!”

“What is the point of dying... !”

The last words only made Grayk more angry.

Grake slammed the table and stood up with a huff, cursing at Baron Guerin as he left.

“dismissal. but... .”

Berenda, who was watching this, asked with a worried face.

“As they said, according to imperial law, refusing a repatriation request is... .”

“I always think there is something going on when someone says someone is dead. In a way, the reason Sienna lost her mind in Great City could have been because she was running away from Count Lutian. “I’m going to stick with it until I figure it out.”

Surely Count Lutian will go to the Duke and complain about this, and he will be attacked.

Graeke thought that and clenched his fist.

Although I have no political power.

Still, if there’s one thing he has, it’s the power to appease dukes.

If only you could sway them to your advantage.

In any case, it is impossible to maintain an independent position forever.

Deciding affiliation would be one way.

Of course, no duke had any intention of serving as a master.

So that’s the worst case.

What you need to do now is simply put forth those conditions, sway the duke to take your side, and then change his tune. Isn’t that a politician’s specialty?

Graeke bit his lip while thinking about that.

***

“Are you here?”

“Are you okay?”

Gray asked Sienna. Sienna nodded slowly.

“yes. “I’m also in good physical condition.”

“okay? “If there is anything uncomfortable, please tell me at any time.”

“There is no inconvenience at all! Rather, it feels very familiar and comfortable. “I walked around as you said, my lord, and everything felt familiar.”

“really?”

“yes. And my lord... “It’s strange and doesn’t look like anyone else at all.”

“Of course it is! I never thought of myself as someone else. “Because I called you brother!”

Grayke explained with his eyes shining.

“I heard you were a maid. “You say I called you brother?”

“that... That’s because I don’t remember! Because we’ve been close since we were kids... .”

“really?”

“Do you remember this?”

Grayk carefully took out the copper plate that Sienna had left in his pocket. Then, he spread Sienna’s hand and lifted it up.

“What is this?”

“It’s like a treasure you left me before you left.”

“Treasure?”

Sienna began looking around at the copper plate. Then he frowned slightly.

“Do you remember something?”

“I do not know. But it looks familiar!”

“I see... Phew, would you like to rest comfortably for now? “If you remember anything, tell me right away.”

“Then let’s do something... .”

“What’s going on? It’s not the Yeongju castle it used to be anyway. There is no chief maid scolding you. “They are all new people.”

“but... .”

“Besides, I’m currently recovering, so it doesn’t make sense to work. Since I can move around comfortably, I am freely recalling memories. “I’ll stop by again later.”

“My lord?”

Graeke wanted to talk more, but he had a lot to do, so he had no choice but to leave the room.

I thought that it would be nice to be called brother again rather than the stiff title of lord.