# Chapter 6
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Shocked, the girl with shaking shoulders turned her head to me.
Dark violet eyes filled with shame filled my vision.
As expected, she was such a beautiful girl that made your jaw drop.
When our eyes met, a clean scent tickled my nose.
"Who are you?"
With these words, he smiled a little awkwardly.
This is because the reaction was exaggerated to the point of embarrassment.
"Who are you?
"I didn't hear there was anyone else here besides me."
A faded dress and simple accessories that look better without them.
The clothes she wore looked a little shabby compared to her angelic face.
Even if you look at her kindly, she doesn't seem to be a noble and is probably a young maid who works in this castle.
The girl blinked, bowed, and straightened her back politely.
The purple eyes were filled with shame and fear.
...
...
Fear?
Why are you afraid of me?
“S-sorry.
"I thought it was a place I could get in because the door was open."
Could the maid be more sexual than me?
Her posture was lower than necessary to be considered noble, and her words and actions were a little too abnormal to be considered a maid.
Anyway, how are you?
Maybe because it had been a long time since I last talked to a girl, my heart shook even more than when I stood in front of Breit.
"Maybe you can come in.
"There's no need to feel so much."
For starters, this wasn't even my room.
I opened my mouth again, feeling a tremor inside.
"I am Katrina Ezelot. you?"
“Um, me?
I wonder if it would be okay for you to hear the name of a child like me...
...
."
Suddenly.
At this moment, the door to the room opened.
The third person who entered the room was a middle-aged woman, with a scruffy appearance and full of wrinkles.
The woman who was scanning the room briefly lowered her head as her eyes met mine.
Eventually, my last glance turned to the girl standing awkwardly next to me.
"lose!"
It was such a high-pitched scream that it hurt my ears.
The woman approached, making noise with her shoes.
With a frivolous but disciplined movement.
"You are here.
You've been looking for a while, right?
"I told you not to walk around alone, right?"
"Sorry.
I want to see the knight training ground...
...."
"If master invited you personally, you should think about waiting patiently.
You are really self-indulgent and don't know the rules of etiquette."
The girl, who was speechless, lowered her head.
At first glance, the fear on his face became even deeper.
"The Duchess hates disobedient children the most.
"If you behave this way, I can't say good things to you."
"I'm really sorry.
From now on, I will sit silently in my seat.
Really."
Was she not a maid, but a servant of the Duke's family?
I looked alternately at the woman and the girl, feeling like a spectator.
The atmosphere between the two was stuffy and suffocating, as if they were trapped in a steamy coffin.
"Oh, I'm so frustrated!
This is why the lineages of those whose origins are unknown...
...
.
"Okay, come here."
I looked at the woman who noticed me and didn't hide her discomfort.
She reached out her hand forcefully, grabbed the girl's arm, and strode away.
Lineages of unknown origins.
Although it was just a sentence, it was an expression that gave a rough understanding of the situation.
The girl is probably the Duke's illegitimate daughter.
Her petty behavior meant that she was not welcome in the family, and seeing how badly she treated even the spinster made her appear to be ignored by her employers as well.
But those things didn't really matter to me.
A beautiful face like a fairy, a thin neckline and a voice like a bird chirping.
good.
This is indeed the image of an exemplary girl that I expected.
Perfect!
The girl had only fingernails to become Nezar's bride.
I was a little worried about my situation, but is being an illegitimate child a big deal compared to love?
I raised my voice to the back of his head as he walked away.
"Hey, what's your name?"
The maid didn't stop walking, but the girl turned her head towards me.
Even though he was dragged like a cow to be slaughtered, his gaze did not show any sense of shame.
Soon, a trembling voice was heard.
"Ka, this is Charon Entera.
I'm sorry I entered your room without permission, Lady Ezelott.
I will definitely formally apologize the next time I see you.
I am truly sorry!"
When you say next time, does it mean we will meet next time?
Before I could ask, the girl's shadow disappeared into the hallway.
If I didn't hear wrong, he definitely said we'd meet next time.
None other than Charon Enteraga!
"That means we'll see each other again. right?
Is that it?"
They say we should just brush each other's collars, but if we made a promise until the next date, we would be no different from close friends.
Make friends with a girl who will become the beauty of the century in just one date...
...
.
How can things work like this?
I flew around the room with excitement.
At that moment, Lord Pansion and everything else did not remain in my mind.
Unable to control my emotions, I held the empty vase on the table in my arms.
I don't know what was going on, but I think I just turned and left the room.
Wheat-colored autumn sunlight fills the hallway.
Hot energy falling through the window.
Pure white dust floating between them.
And there was a strange man standing in the middle of it.
The man's blond hair was as dark as a lion's mane and his eyes were a bright purple.
Even in a windless room, the plaster flowers in my arms trembled.
As I stared blankly at the man's face, our distance gradually became closer.
The man who approached me immediately opened his mouth in a calm tone.
It was a cold but gentle voice.
"I'm glad you prepared some gypsophila to put in the vase."
A man's gypsophila falls into the vase he was holding.
The fragrant scent of flowers under my chin covered the entire world.
I couldn't take my eyes off that deep face.
Who could it be?
Before I could ask his name, the man turned and walked away.
***
An outdoor training ground with strong sunlight.
Rockherd entered the training field, holding the back of his head which was heavily numb.
Although I was held for a short time, I felt stiff and painful, as if I had a fracture.
Damn, I'm on duty tonight, I'm going to get in trouble.
When Rockherd hurriedly walked to the center of the training ground, it was noisy and busy, as if he had already reached the end of his schedule.
Among them, the driver who recognized Rockherd smiled with a sweaty face.
"Why are you late every now and then when you forget what happened?
So please know that this can be resolved without the leader knowing."
"You reckless bastard.
"Can't you see it's already in the process of being resolved?"
After saying that, Rockherd massaged his neck and shoulders once more.
No joke, you're really going to go through some tough times, right?
"You're the one who doesn't realize, man.
"His Majesty Nezhar was tired of waiting for you and was about to deal with us."
"Nezar?"
Last night I remembered hearing that I wouldn't have time all morning due to document review.
Nezar was not the type of person to change the schedule he had set.
Is it really possible for the work to already be completed?
Upon hearing the words of Louis, an ordinary knight like himself, Lockherd looked towards the training ground.
Everyone was enjoying the end of morning practice in a variety of ways, including a rider struggling slightly through lunch, a rider falling to the ground and breathing heavily, and a rider putting a canteen on his head.
But no matter how he looked, Nezar was not present.
"I can't see that.
"Did you just go to the castle?"
Louis shook his head at her words.
"I went, to deal with an immature noble lady.
One or two people continued to spy on His Highness near the training ground.
"I think I yelled fifty times for them to get out."
"...
...
You went to meet a woman?
"Nezar?"
There were only two things that Nezar Audrine Cabal hated so much.
First, to please a person who is not beneficial.
Second, dealing with idiots who can't communicate well.
Unfortunately, among the many noblewomen and noblewomen who followed Nezar, there was no one who did not fit into one of these two categories.
Normally, the people who were useful to him were those who couldn't afford to follow a single person, and the people who could communicate well didn't even follow him in the first place.
"He has repeatedly apologized for interfering with training.
I think they are trying to deal with it moderately and send him away. haha!
"Some guys are busy taking off their shirts to make a plea."
"What I'm saying is that it's strange to show such human consideration. ha...
...
"Until yesterday, he was so sensitive that he was ready to kill someone."
Nezar is sensitive.
Especially when I couldn't sleep for a day or two because I was busy with work, my sensitivity doubled.
He had had to stay up all night for the past few days to redeploy the Imperial Castle's staff, and as a result, the atmosphere in the Crown Prince's Castle had been as gloomy and gloomy as a house of mourning recently.
Nezar at dawn was similar to a snow tiger that had not been hungry for 15 days.
A snow tiger showing its sharp teeth to an intruder who entered its territory without permission.
When the time came, Lockherd, who was dealing with him, quickly became mentally and physically exhausted.
Nezar himself may have been aware of this fact, but when his sensitivity reached its limit, he would abandon everything he was doing and flee the castle.
When Nezar boarded the carriage in such poor conditions, there was usually only one place he was going.
A small and cozy room located on the first floor of Count Ezelott's house.
As if to show off, he entered through the main gate of Ezelot Castle and went straight to the living room.
As if he was waiting for someone to come looking for him.
"Ah, you're coming at the right time."
Lockheed turned around at Louis' words.
Not far away, Nezar, dressed in light clothes, was coming in this direction.
The movements of his muscles, strong enough to be compared to those of an official knight, were visible even from a distance.
As always, a straight, confident stride crosses the training field and approaches.
Every time Rockherd looked at him like this from a distance, he felt a strange sense of admiration.
Nezar was like a strong and sturdy ceramic vessel made to rule as a ruler.
It was a pottery that would never break even in a typhoon, as it was trained on par with knights even after staying up all night.
Although he had the disadvantage of having a somewhat dirty personality.
A smiling Nezar opened his mouth to Rockherd.
"A nobleman has arrived who suffers from laziness."
Rockherd had no choice but to avoid Nezar's gaze with a shocked expression on his face.
In fact, Nezar's personality was not just a little, but very dirty.
"Why hasn't Lord Breit sent you yet?
"Have you found a weakness?"
"You may have forgotten, but the leader is not a man who can be controlled by just a few gold coins."
"This is a question of chivalric discipline, not ethics.
Isn't that true, Sir Louis?
"You are absolutely correct."
Nezar smiled slightly, took a deep breath and unbuttoned his shirt.
Looking closer, I noticed that his bare face was paler than usual and I thought he was not in good health.
As Louis left the room for a moment to fetch drinking water, Rockherd spoke.
"You might as well close your eyes.
"Why are you moving your body looking so dead?"
Nezar looked at Rockherd's words and shook his sweat-soaked hair.
The fine black hair waved like waves before my eyes.
"No one will recognize me but you.
"It's amazing to recognize him in the first place."
"Hey, His Highness the Crown Prince.
I'm not asking that now.
"Do you really want to show off your physical strength?"
Nezar shook his head without a plausible answer.
He just said one word as usual, but his skin, which looked a little tired, turned dark and cold.
In response, Rockherd did some light stretching and then stopped moving.
I don't know why, but I didn't feel good.
Not long after, Nezar muttered.
"Last night, His Majesty the Emperor mentioned the Northern Expedition."