# Chapter 38
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“Senior Nezar!”
"Your Majesty, I'm glad you're safe.
"What are you doing here?"
"Are you feeling okay?"
"Oh my God, who is the beautiful young woman next to me?"
"Hold your hand tightly.
Are you here to make fun of us?
Nezar's popularity was truly explosive.
Some describe him as sensitive, others describe him as violent, but in reality, Nezar Audrine Kabal, who was seen by the outside world, was a 24-year-old young man with a good personality, good reputation and even better status.
However, no matter how many people I was surrounded by, I didn't feel as bad as I did when I was waiting for my turn to be surrounded by nobles at a party.
Instead, I was proud that people from various walks of life approached Nezar without hesitation.
"Don't block the road, get out of the way.
You guys play with each other."
"What about Senior Rockherd?
Aren't you coming with us?" "Who's the lady behind you?"
"For the first, ask yourself directly, and for the second, don't just ask.
I will be visiting in the near future, so let the professor know and set a date.
And now please disappear somewhere.”
I just responded with a light word.
The students who were making noise and wagging their tails near me and Nezar suddenly disappeared.
Nezar walked quickly and entered a small but ornate building.
"I'm sorry.
“The students are crazy at this time.”
"It wasn't bad.
On the contrary, it was fun.
"But where is this place?"
"Honorary Graduate Exhibition Hall."
He let go of Nezar's hand and walked quickly along the wall where the portraits were displayed.
The exhibition room, divided into departments such as philosophy, history and astronomy, had a very calm atmosphere, with just Nezar and me remaining.
What course did Nezar major in?
Fencing and...
...
.
"Nezar!
"There are two of your faces here!"
Yes, fencing and mathematics.
Even thinking about it again, it was actually a completely opposite combination.
Nezar, who was silently looking at the portraits of honorary graduates, approached me.
"You brought me here to show you this?
"Rockherd brags about graduating early and everything, but he doesn't even show his nose."
I brought my face closer to the portrait and looked at it closely.
It's worse than the real thing.
Definitely not good.
"I see some members of the royal family with household names in other clubs, but it seems that Nezar is the only one in the fencing club."
"For the royal family, swordsmanship is one of the most useless disciplines.
The crown prince is often denied admission to the academy.
"I don't know what will happen in an academy with a diverse mix of races."
"But how did Nezar get into school?"
"It's not that I was hospitalized, it's that I was hospitalized."
Nezar responded in a calm tone and his expression was permeated with deep reminiscences.
"It was so difficult to get Her Majesty's attention, how much more difficult will it be for Katrina Ezelott?
"Just thinking about it makes me vomit."
"Hey, what's that?
"You were really trying to brag to me!"
Nezar, who had a shy face, spoke with a voice full of laughter.
"You have to show your best side to gain points quickly."
Is this a wedding related story?
Instead of responding immediately, he wet his lips with his tongue and straightened his back.
"For me, Nezar is already the best in the world.
Even without that, you get 1,000 points out of 100.”
It wasn't a lie or an exaggeration.
I feel the weight of the gaze that looks at me change.
The speed of eyelid blinking and the degree of curvature of the corners of the mouth were the same.
I closed my lips and silently observed his mood.
"Right."
He seemed to be rolling my words off his tongue.
Nezar soon took his eyes off me and slowly turned his head to look at his own portrait.
The smooth eyebrows were slightly distorted.
"Now I know for sure what I mean to you."
"What does that mean?"
Dark red eyes looked at me.
Soon, Nezar smiled gently, as if the brief moment of frowning had never happened.
"In a way, it's a thousand points out of a hundred."
It was an uncomfortable response.
"good.
Now that I know that I have been selected as an honorary graduate, my business here is over.
I'm starting to get hungry, so let's go back to the castle.
"Thanks to my fiancé's visit, tonight's dinner will be extravagant."
With a slight movement, he turned his back and ran towards me.
Unlike when I left the office, Nezar didn't reach out to me.
***
In the early evening, the sun has not yet set.
A sound was heard announcing the arrival of the owner and his precious guest.
When Ron learned that his precious guest had returned to his room, he went straight to the owner's office.
"You arrived much earlier than expected."
Nezar, who entrusted himself to the approaching attendant, nodded slowly.
He just took off his jacket and tie and walked away from the servant, indicating that he was fine.
As soon as I heard the door close, I unbuttoned my shirt without any hesitation.
As his stomach was moving more nervously than usual, Ron, who had been silent until his owner sprawled out in the chair, opened his mouth an instant later.
"Did you argue with His Highness Andrew?"
The lyrical scarlet sky finally filled the room where the owner was sitting.
Nezar, who was blinking blankly with his mouth closed, got up and opened the closet.
When he silently rolled his eyes and picked up the glass, Ron, who had been standing silently, rang the bell and ordered the servant to bring him a drink.
"André may be rebellious, but he doesn't necessarily offend me.
"He's very intelligent, just like his mother."
The attendant, who filled half the glass with wine, stepped back again and left the room.
Nezar, who was banging his chin on the table, got up again, went to the window and opened the curtains.
Thanks to that, his place, which was exactly half stained with red, was completely occupied by the glow of the sunset.
Nezar, who looked uncomfortable for a while, finally calmed down and drank his cup.
"He will be returning to the Imperial Castle tonight, so was there a need to go to the academy?"
"Because I have no intention of greeting my mother in the imperial castle, even if it means watching her."
“Was Your Highness someone who would pay attention to Her Majesty the Empress?
"Guess I've been looking at the wrong people."
Nezar started laughing at Ron's words, but it was a hollow laugh, devoid of any emotion, no matter who heard it.
"That really doesn't suit you."
"what?"
"The fact that Her Majesty the Empress is bothered.
"There is no reason or need for this."
Nezar's throne, which seemed precarious, was virtually confirmed from the moment the victory was announced.
The Empress ended up succumbing to his fearless frontal attack.
Of course, she was a woman who didn't know what she was thinking, but at the end of the day, the throne is a position achieved through the emperor's favor.
Cassiard IV cannot help but love his legitimate son, who has long left his name in history.
"Years have passed, but I still can't get used to the blatant hostility she shows me.
"Every time we make eye contact, it feels like hundreds of spiders are crawling up the back of my arm."
"The same goes for Her Majesty the Empress."
"It's a little weird for both of us, but how good would it be if our bodies were as far apart as our hearts?"
"If you don't like me so much, after ascending the throne, you can create an unnecessary crime and expel me."
Nezar, who was holding the last piece in his mouth, shrugged his shoulders sharply.
He silently wiped his lips and spoke in a laughing voice.
"There's nothing you can't say."
"Isn't it the same for Prince Andrew and Princess Ezaret?
"I absolutely cannot understand why Your Majesty cares so much about them."
"The only sin André and Ezareth commit is that they were born as my half-brothers."
"This sin is the greatest sin.
How dare you threaten the position of His Majesty, the eldest son and legitimate son of the emperor who rules the world?"
While Ron continued to respond tirelessly, Nezhar looked bored.
"If you look closely, you seem to be the cruelest."
"Your Majesty's consideration is simply greater than necessary.
And this is especially true for siblings who no longer need it."
Sometimes I worried that Nezar's human nature might be holding him back.
"I think it would be enough to show such consideration to Lady Katrina alone."
"What does that mean?"
"I only mentioned it because you seemed a little worried."
"Can you see this?"
“Your Highness may be like a sword in other areas, but you are particularly concerned about matters relating to Lady Katrina.
You've been like this for a long time, but I thought you'd be even more like this in a situation where you're about to get married.
"Have you had any proposals rejected recently?"
Nezar's face turned pale, as if stained with poison.
Perhaps because he was remembering the moment he was rejected, he bit his lip a few times and ended up holding his head.
I always feel this way, but when Katrina's name comes up, Nezar seems like a different person.
He had also been watching Ezelot's youngest daughter for a long time, but he still hadn't been able to figure out why Nezar was being influenced like that.
It's true that she is strikingly beautiful, but is she enough to captivate the frighteningly rational Prince Nezhar? no.
But does Nezar have the training and knowledge necessary to ascend the throne? no.
If not both, the only thing left is to predict that Katrina Ezelot is a witch who possesses people.
However, looking at her usual behavior and level of thinking, the witch had no chin.
Perhaps there was an unspoken exchange between the two that he was unaware of.
Otherwise, he may simply be an enemy that Nezar is destined to overcome.
"I think he thinks of me as his father."
After much deliberation, it turned out that he was treated like a father.
Ron was so amazed that he laughed.
"Say something that makes sense.
"What's the age difference?"
"If it wasn't my father, it would be my older brother."
"...
...This is very difficult to refute.
But isn't Your Highness different?
People who don't know you might think that Lady Katrina is Your Majesty's older sister.
In fact, Princess Ezaret is not even treated as a younger sister."
Nezhar probably feels sorry for Ezaret as brother and sister, but doesn't feel any real affection for her.
As long as Ezaret's biological mother was the empress, this was inevitable.
“Even though Lady Katrina does not have the qualifications to be an empress, in my personal opinion, I think the current relationship is enough for her to have mental exchanges with Her Majesty.
In fact, I feel happy that His Majesty feels fatherly love for him.
Of course, it will be a little inconvenient in preparing for succession in the future...
...
."
Nezar, who was pressing his forehead with the palm of his hand, burst into laughter.
He pushed the empty glass to the edge of the table and opened his mouth in a sarcastic tone.
"Is this fatherly love?
"In that case, I must escape Ezaret from the castle right now."
Ron slowly relaxed the muscles in his back that were keeping him upright.
Somehow, I felt like I was hearing Nejar's sincerity about Katrina for the first time in a long time.
Your master has difficulty reading your thoughts.
Andrew implicitly expresses the malice, antipathy, and sincerity hidden within himself, while Nezar only expresses himself up to a certain line he has set for himself.
It was inevitable to survive in the imperial castle.
Is it because he remembered Nezar's past for the first time in a long time?
One side of my chest hurt.
"To my ears, it seems that Your Majesty has a rational mind for Lady Katrina."
It was a strange feeling because I suddenly felt like I was admiring the owner's naked body.
However, as befits his position as the crown prince's advisor, Ron tried to give as much advice as he could.
"If you have feelings, you have to woo her.
Her wise majesty is probably not hiding it out of pride, and any man will always move on.
Move forward with money, fame and good looks in both hands.
"Even Lady Katrina, who is like a wild dog, will not be able to overcome this."
This time it was a real laugh.
Nezar, covering his face and laughing, waved his hand at Ron.
"I'm an idiot for telling all the details.
"Stop talking nonsense and leave, I'm starting to get angry."