I Grabbed the Tyrant’s Heart - Chapter 71

“The result will be the same.”

To me, he is just him.

He is Tessvalun, who likes me unchangingly, whether he is the Crown Prince or the Emperor.

It is true that Tess has been a precious presence to me since childhood. Even now. If there is a difference, it might be that now I see him as someone of the opposite sex.

…… After admitting it, I feel relieved. But somehow I feel like I’ve been defeated. My mood took a downhill.

Still, I decided that it wasn’t bad as it felt like something fluffy was spreading inside my chest.

If my goal is achieved, I won’t have nightmares anymore…….

“Uuuhhhh, I’m embarrassed.”

Let’s go and meet Mom soon. I should tell Mom that I’m doing well, so that Mom should do well too.

And back to this world…….

“Ugh.”

Suddenly, my heart and surroundings hurt as if something had stabbed me.

“Uuuggh.”

It hurt so much that I wanted to scream, but I bit my lip and held it in. But I couldn’t stop my body from sliding down the chair.

“Haa, haah. Ugh.”

It’s okay, nothing is happening. I’m not in pain because I’m hurt. I told myself, but the stabbing pain in my heart got worse and worse.

Slam, slam.

As if the pain I had felt in my previous life had transferred to me, I could vividly feel the blade piercing me.

“Huuhh, uuh. Haah…….”

I think several people even hit me with sticks. Sometimes it felt like being poked with an awl, so I strained my fingers as I scraped the scabbard.

A shortness of breath came along with a squeaking, unpleasant sound. Fortunately, it was short-lived and the great pain went away quickly.

“Huhp.”

However, in an instant, my clothes were soaked with sweat, and the pain of being beaten all over my body remained. I didn’t have the strength to straighten my posture, so I sat down on the floor and leaned my back against the chair.

“Awaw…….”

The pain I felt in my fingernail, when I looked closely, was a broken nail.

It could be said that trying to return to the world I lived in in my previous life is futile. However, if this pain comes to me periodically, as if it was telling me to ‘don’t forget’, I have no choice but to aim for it.

The carriage stopped.

I tidied up my clothes and lightly slapped my cheeks to make them reddish. I clenched my fists to hide the blood gushing from my fingernail-pierced palm.

As soon as I entered the main building, Mother greeted me.

“Euel, a guest is here.”

Mother’s expression was ambiguous. The ambiguity of either liking or disliking.

The pain still remained in my body, and the person who came was not a welcome guest, so my mood suddenly subsided.

“Who is it?”

“Hmm, I think it would be faster to see it in person.”

I went to the parlor with the sword in my hand. A blonde man was sitting on the sofa. Feeling a presence, the man stood up.

When I met him, he looked more mature than me, but looked my age.

“Hello, Lady.”

“Excuse me, but who are you?”

His face was as if I had seen him somewhere, but I couldn’t remember who it was. So I asked him straight-forwardly.

Unlike with Ethyl and Nous, Mother did not leave the place.

The blond man smiled and introduced himself.

“I am Regan from Liesl.”

When I heard the name, I immediately understood why he felt familiar. If Duke Liesl was young, he would have looked like this man.

“Lord Liesl. What brings you to me?”

Without contact, so suddenly.

Whether he didn’t understand that he was being reprimanded for being rude, or if he was pretending not to understand, Lord Liesl continued to smile. What he said with a face that looked just like his father didn’t make any sense.

“I came to ask you to be my partner at a social event.”

I didn’t answer, but the other person kept talking.

“Does Lady use a sword?”

Regan Liesl looked at the sword I was holding and said something.

“It’s not that there aren’t female knights, but it’s very unusual.”

Did this guy come to apply for a partner, or did he come to challenge a duel?

“The sword looks good, where did you get it?”

“Is that important now?”

“Ah, yes. Whether to apply for a partner is more important.”

The man with a shiny face, smiling brightly as if he didn’t get tired of it, was like slippery oil.

I still felt bad in the aftermath of the pain throbbing through my body.

“Lady won’t sit down?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“Because there is no need to sit down.”

Looking at Lord Liesl, who looked lost, I said firmly.

“I have no intention of partnering with the Lord. So go back.”

“If not me, who are you going with? Nus of Xuen? Or is it Lord Bonart?”

“I have no obligation to tell the Lord whoever I go with.”

“Your Majesty by any chance?”

“You are very rude.”

I tried to speak as politely as possible, but I couldn’t hide my bad mood. Perhaps realizing this, Lord Liesl’s face contorted slightly.

“Lady Hardland, aren’t you being too harsh?”

“If you don’t call it rude to come and ask about my private life without promising to visit, then what is it?”

Even if I behaved unrestrained, Mother would not dissuade me, but I worked hard to control myself.

Because Mother has ‘Euseniel-centeredness’ and has slightly different standards from humans, it is clear that she will think that this level is nothing.

“Forgive me for that part, Lady. I asked you hastily out of jealousy.”

The Duke’s son smiled lightly, but he looked fishy, which made me feel even worse.

Jealousy? Do you even like me?

“Out of my longing for Lady, please be my partner.”

The words that continued after that were a spectacle, so I gave no room for reconsideration.

“I refuse.”

“Lady!”

Eventually Liesl’s second son raised his voice.

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