The Eldest Daughter Walks Down The Flower Path - Chapter 245
Chapter 245
Translator: Yonnee
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29. And, jealousy
In the waiting room behind the arena, Robert listened to Radis’s story, deep in thought despite still wearing his armor.
“The Emperor tried to place a Geas—or whatever it’s called—on you?”
“Yes. He failed, though. Thanks to that, my mana has increased significantly, and most importantly, I met Luu… should I call him Lord Luu? Anyway, I was able to meet him.”
“That man tried to place two suspicious restrictions on you.”
“Yes. He failed, though. Robert, I’m supposed to be a steward or something. Have you heard of the term in ancient text? According to Lord Luu, it seems to be an essential existence for maintaining the balance of a world divided into three parts. And a world with disrupted balance is destined for destruction. Just like the world you saw before we regressed.”
“And the truth is, those restrictions couldn’t be lifted.”
“Yes. They couldn’t be placed, though. Enough about the Geas. Listen, we need to find Alexis. Although she’s unlikely to be alive, it seems to mean something else… Anyway, I think I’m the only one who can save her.”
Robert, deep in thought, raised his head and spoke with a determined tone.
“I will kill him.”
“What? Who?”
“The Emperor.”
At that moment, the door to the waiting room opened, and Yves Russell entered.
Clapping his hands, Yves spoke.
“I support your opinion, Sir Robert. I will fervently cheer from behind.”
Startled, Radis shouted.
“Close the door!”
Yves Russell, still clapping, casually kicked the door shut with the pointed end of his shiny brown shoes.
Fearing Robert’s reckless words might leak out, Radis rushed to firmly close the door.
“Why are you so late?”
“Ah, I had an urgent letter to send, so I’m a bit late.”
Yves Russell, with the hem of his splendid purple robe embroidered in gold thread fluttering, walked into the waiting room.
He plopped himself down in the most honorable seat and spoke.
“Sir Robert, you’ve done a great job.”
“……”
Yves pointed at a basket of cherries on the table and asked.
“What’s this? Can I eat it?”
Radis, unsure whether to laugh or be angry, shrugged her shoulders with a perplexed expression.
“I don’t know who placed them there. They weren’t there when I left, but they were when I returned.”
“They must have been left for us to eat.”
Yves said as he grabbed a handful of cherries.
“I knew Joseph Lebeloia was a malicious, petty, and despicably small-minded person, but I never imagined he would have the courage to stoop to such a vile act.”
“……”
“Moreover, for someone usually as slow as an overweight snail, he sure was quick with this. Tsk!”
Yves stuffed a handful of cherries into his mouth, chewing noisily before exclaiming.
“Wow, they’re delicious!”
Grabbing another handful, he placed them into Radis’s hands.
Holding the cherries cautiously, Radis asked.
“Is this okay? I mean, regarding the duchy.”
“It’s perfectly fine. It was Lebeloia who tried to disrupt the mission with personal feelings, so what problem could there be?”
Yves handed Robert a single cherry and patted his shoulder.
“You did well! You splendidly humiliated Lebeloia.”
Robert, who had been staring intently at Yves, finally spoke.
“…Your Excellency.”
“Yes?”
“So, a few days ago, you were busy sneaking Radis’s swordsmanship teacher out of the capital?”
Yves Russell blinked at Robert’s sudden question but quickly replied smoothly.
“Ah, you mean Sir Sheldon? Sir Klaudio was a huge help. By burning a corpse in the cemetery to make it appear as if it were Sir Sheldon, we managed to draw attention away and safely get him out of the capital.”
Yves continued to munch on the cherries as he spoke.
“Of course, it was a flimsy lie, but it managed to delay the Emperor for a while. Most of the knights of the White Dragon Order were enraged by Sir Sheldon’s supposed death. In that time, we successfully hid Sir Sheldon in a safe house in Roxburgh.”
As Robert listened, his expression gradually softened.
“…So, nothing happened to Radis.”
Yves spat out cherry pits with a grimace and spoke in a more serious tone.
“Though it’s fortunate that she’s safe, it doesn’t mean nothing happened. Despite the failed Geas, I have no intention of forgiving the Emperor for what he did.”
Robert now looked at Yves with trust in his eyes.
A rare, joyful smile even appeared on Robert’s lips.
“I think I’ve misunderstood you up until now, Your Excellency.”
“Misunderstood?”
“…It’s nothing.”
Although he claimed it was nothing, Yves Russell could feel that Robert’s gaze had changed significantly.
It was a look that was reluctant yet not entirely unpleasant, distrustful yet desiring to trust, disliking yet beginning to like…?
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