Dear Eddert - Chapter 57 - Belle Reservoir

Chapter 57
Translator: effe

“It’s strange that it’s taking so long when meal time is just around the corner. So I came here wondering if there’s another accident. Eden. Were you holding onto Ayla again and talking nonsense?”

“I did not!”

Cedric, who nagged as soon as he appeared, took a short breath. As he saw the glass in Eden’s flinching hand, his brows narrowed sharply.

“Did you give Ayla a drink?”

“What? Oh, yeah. I thought it was a bit cold, so I did….”

“Do you think Ayla is a drunkard like you?”

“… huh?”

It was not unreasonable that Eden made such an absurd expression at Cedric, who was spouting cold words at her.

Last summer when the sun was exceptionally hot. The beer drinking contest held in the square during the village festival, it was Ayla who beat Eden and came first place.

The winner’s prize was an iron armor, which, according to Grandpa Goose, the blacksmith, was the masterpiece of his lifetime. The root of the problem was that Ayla was unaware of Grandpa’s Goose’s habit of saying the same thing to each item he made.

As Ayla couldn’t take her twinkling eyes off the armor, quietly pulled out the chair and sat down in the corner of the long table, Eden didn’t even imagine that she would lose. She thought that she would win the contest because the heavy drinker Walter Sernotti was not participating this year.

“Oh. It’s a brown bear. Hiccup. No, a wolf?”

“…. this idiot. Get up, Eden.”

“But you look like Walter. Hoho. This guy is shoo handsome.”

“… Shut up will you.”

Ayla proudly won the contest after defeating Eden, who was carried on Walter’s back with dazed eyes.

Carrying the armor she received from Grandpa Goose, Ayla headed to the forest where Cedric would usually spend time alone.

Cedric doesn’t have the personality to enjoy a noisy festival, so he was practicing his sword by himself even at that time. He was somewhat angry with Ayla for some reason, and eventually made her return to the castle in tears.

Aside from having problems with his personality, there was nothing more useless than for Cedric to be worrying about Ayla, who was officially the heaviest drinker in the Sernotti territory.

Cedric’s storm-like nagging after getting intoxicated even by the smell of cider that children drink, began.

“I knew this would happen. Ayla. You’re continuing to drink under the illusion that drinking in winter warms the body. Then eventually you’ll go far beyond your limit. Do you know how unhealthy that is?”

Eden sneaked away with a basket of bread. Ayla was at a loss as she was enduring Cedric’s long sermon.

Poor Ayla.

‘I’m leaving first.’

Eden gave a pitiful look and spoke through her mouth. The generous Ayla winked at her and nodded her head, while Cedric clicked his tongue and made a fuss.

“Ayla…. Are you shivering because you’re cold?”

“What…. yes?”

“I knew it. Your face is red from the cold wind. Here. I’ll give you my cloak.”

When Cedric swung the long cloak he was wearing, Ayla waved her hand in surprise.

“I, I’m okay….”

“If it’s because you don’t want to be touched by me, then you can….”

“No! I like it!”

Ayla answered with a forceful shout almost shaking the ground.

“… what?”

“No! It’s not that… I like it… No no… It’s not that I hate it either….”

“Hmm. The straps will be a bit long. Do you want me to tie the strap twice or in thrice?”

“What? Ah that’s… huh, then, then….”

Leaving behind Ayla, who was still unable to speak properly due to Cedric, Eden decided to leave quietly.

It was obvious that the obsessive Cedric would take five minutes before he could tie the strap on the cloak tightly. It was a pity for Ayla, but Eden was too hungry to wait and endure Cedric’s nagging.

“Ah…. cold….”

Something cold touched Eden’s cheek as she hurried toward the castle carrying a basket full of freshly baked bread. Eden, who was holding a piece of bread and chewing it deliciously, suddenly stopped and looked up at the sky.

Flap.

It was a sign of winter. White snowflakes were falling silently from the gray sky. Sernotti’s winter, when the whole world was covered in pure white, was Eden’s favorite season.

“What are you doing! Come quickly, stupid!”

There was Walter’s booming voice echoing through the wide open barracks’ windows. Eden smiled as she saw Walter, who put his hands on his lips and shouted her name.

“I can’t because my legs hurt!”

Hearing her words echoed back, Walter smiled and flung himself out of the window of the barracks on the second floor. Eden laughed at the sight.

White breath gushed from his lips as he galloped towards her. The place where snowflakes were flying. Walter’s smiling face grew clearer and clearer as he ran towards her.

I like you. Walter.

“Haa…. haa….”

She grabbed the bread basket and started running to the other side. Walter, who reached close enough to touch her, screamed loudly from behind her in a panicked voice.

“You said your legs hurt!”

“Haha, did you believe that? Idiot. Uwah!”

Eden laughed loudly and ran away from Walter’s touch. There was only one reason she turned around towards him. She couldn’t bear to wait to hug him.

Whether there was Cedric, who was still nagging as he walked alongside Ayla in his cloak, whether the trainees that were rushing out of the building for dinner saw them or not, she only wanted to hug Walter and kiss him on the face.

The snowflakes blown by the wind grew thicker without a sound. Her heart beat wildly in her left chest as she ran fast. The dog outside the barracks barked and ran out and jumped up to catch the flying snow.

She had a hunch that the winter in Sernotti this time would be particularly beautiful.

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