The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 236
Chapter 236
Translator: Yonnee
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For some reason, the chuckling high priest had taken a liking to Robert, so it took a while for him to return.
With murmurs of, “A man like you is hard to find in the capital,” or “Human affection is inherently biased,” the high priest had weirdly clung to his arm and wouldn’t let go. It had caused Robert quite the distress.
He naturally thought that Radis and Marquis Russell would have returned to the mansion first, but shockingly, they only returned to the townhouse the next morning.
Moreover, he heard Radis, who seldom showed her struggles, say with a haggard face,
“Haa… I’m so tired…”
To which Marquis Russell tenderly stroked her hair and whispered,
“Tired, aren’t you? Just trust me and rest. Don’t worry about what comes next. I’ll take responsibility for it. And Radis, you know? I li—”
Radis, alarmed, covered Marquis Russell’s mouth before he could finish, but the word ‘responsibility’ hit Robert’s eardrum like a throwing star.
Ever since then, Robert had been holding back, again and again, his desire to ask her.
‘Radis, what exactly does Marquis Russell mean by ‘he will take responsibility’?’
Yet, he couldn’t muster the courage to hear the answer.
The only conclusion that came to mind regarding a man and a woman spending the night out and talking about taking responsibility was obvious.
But Robert was uncertain whether it was even appropriate for him to ask such a question to Radis.
Unless he was her relative.
All he could do was quietly foster a grudge against Yves Russell.
“…I’ll kill him.”
Just like that.
As Radis was about to hand over a greatsword to him, she took it back, saying,
“Robert, it’s a spar.”
“……”
“You mustn’t kill anyone. Understand?”
Robert sighed heavily and nodded his head.
Only then did Radis feel reassured. She soon handed him the greatsword.
Just then, an attendant entered the waiting room to announce the start of the duel.
Robert calmed his mind and stood up to proceed to the arena.
Radis followed him.
As the tall and well-built Robert walked wearing heavy armor and a decorated helm, his imposing presence was tremendous.
Scurrying behind to avoid stepping on the long trailing cloak, Radis couldn’t help but admire his impressive back.
Thanks to that sight, Radis could finally escape from Yves’s mental attack of ‘I like you.’
Radis exclaimed in a small voice.
“Our captain, the best…! Our captain, unmatched anywhere!”
Cheered on by these words, Robert glanced at her and let out a brief laugh.
Radis, from beside the waiting room where they had stayed, spotted Sir Xenon, a knight serving the Lebeloia Duchy, and his squire walking towards the center of the arena.
And in the center of the podium was the reprehensible emperor waiting for them.
Radis rolled her eyes at the emperor’s face, round like the full moon.
‘Ugh, what is heaven doing, not taking away this swindler…!’
But she thought that even the gods might refuse such a deplorable soul.
‘Where would such a soul go then? Perhaps suffer in the underworld…? There must be thrones in the demon world, but what kind of beings would they be?’
While she was lost in thought, the emperor finished his brief speech and raised his hand.
Robert and Xenon bowed to each other and then turned around.
Radis was astonished at the sight of Xenon’s armor.
‘Woah…’
While Robert’s armor was also splendid, Xenon’s was, well…
Very… avant-garde.
The armor, fully decorated with gilding, shone brilliantly in gold, and the cuirass was adorned with the unicorn emblem of the Lebelois Ducal House.
Moreover, the elbow guards fluttered with feather decorations reminiscent of a unicorn’s wings.
Regia muttered as if enchanted.
[ So cool…! ]
Radis looked down at Regia with a face of disbelief.
‘Seriously?’
[ Radis, I want a new scabbard too! One with decorations…! ]
Radis imagined herself carrying a decorated scabbard.
She said firmly.
‘Regia, scabbards with decorations don’t exist in the world.’
[ What, really? ]
‘Yes, really. Even Sir Xenon only added decorations to his shoulders and elbows, right?’
[ Uwahhh… Why don’t they put them on scabbards? Hiic… ]
‘…Instead, I’ll buy you a new cushion.’
[ I like cushions…! ]
After appeasing Regia, Radis removed the cape that was clinging to Robert’s shoulders.
As she was about to habitually roll it up, she saw Xenon’s squire holding up the cape with both arms stretched out.
‘Oops.’
Radis imitated him and held the cape with both arms, as if she was embracing a princess.
Then she exited the arena to avoid interrupting the match.
“…sy.”
Radis lifted her head to look towards the direction of the noise.
Xenon’s squire was glancing at her.
Seeing that no one was around, Radis asked him.
“Sorry. What did you just say?”
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