68. Victory. …… No. Championship? (3)

The 4th princess of the empire. Ray.

Although there are nicknames and rumors such as illegitimate children and sick people.

Nevertheless, she was a princess.

The princess who inherits the lineage of the legitimate imperial family of the empire that rules the world.

Even if she is an illegitimate child.

Even if it is not possible to know who her mother is, no one can deny that she inherited her royal blood.

Dark blonde hair and pale gold eyes.

It was oddly different from those of the other members of the royal family, though.

Because those blonde hair and golden eyes were symbolic of the imperial family.

Desk. Chair.

A needlessly large room and a needlessly wide desk.

As much as she is a princess in her own way. There were no items of low quality in her room.

High-end furniture worthy of a famous aristocrat.

‘…… I don’t know if it’s conscience or what. At least they hope I don’t die soon.’

Just.

Darkness lingered in the large room, where not even a single conversation could be heard.

At first glance, a room that looks like it can do anything.

In this large cage…… None of that was beyond Ray’s control.

If she wanted to read a particular book, she could bring it in only after being tested to see what book she wanted to read.

No matter what she does, she is followed by the surveillance of her maid who watches her from the inside of her room.

Whether you send or receive a letter.

There was nothing she could hide, not even her personal details.

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It is impossible to leave the villa.

It was completely impossible to go out, except to take a walk on the promenade of the confined villa once every two weeks.

Very limited freedom to move only in designated areas under close supervision.

That was the only thing that could be called the ‘freedom’ that Ray had been allowed until now.

Rather than giving her the title of her princess…….

Excuse me, the word prisoner in prison would be better suited.

And that’s her to her.

The last Mutuje period was like a few days of miracles.

I met a wizard from a separate mage tower, not a wizard invited to the imperial palace.

She met a girl with unique pink hair.

She saw countless swordsmen participating in the Mutu Festival.

Among them, it stands out by far.

…… Although she did not win the championship of the Mutou Festival, she met a knight with more brilliant convictions than anyone else.

Dagnes.

Very strict.

Thorough principled, even stiff. Such an article.

However, that hardness was not cold.

Stupidness was not insensitivity.

The sword to protect can never be defeated.

Not swinging the sword to win.

A knight who wields a sword to protect and not to be defeated.

Looks like he won’t kneel to anything.

As if from a children’s book, a man who seems to have taken the statue of a naive knight straight out of it.

Maybe. It may have been a bit strange for Ray, who had been seeking freedom in the palace for the rest of his life, to be attracted to him.

In fairy tales, it is always the knight who saves the princess trapped inside the tower.

I wasn’t even that kind of princess.

Because her job as a real-life knight was far from the ‘freedom’ she so longed for.

Enough free.

Those who wear the armor of ‘knowledge’ within the fence of ‘chivalry’.

Among those knights, Dagnes was a strangely frustrating person.

I’d rather be free than him, his Young master, Cale, would be much more free.

I saw him as a child…… It was very different from what it is now.

Time changes people. Or, was there another reason?

The Cale we met again had changed so much that we wondered if he was seeing someone else.

However, one point that he was free then and now was much more so than Dagnes.

He wasn’t a man bound by any rules.

Because it didn’t seem like he had a naive personality like Dagnes.

Just.

Has it been said that human emotions are inherently unpredictable?

A man who suppresses his freedom and walks the path of a knight.

I couldn’t take my eyes off Dagnes.

It was obviously strange, but…… I couldn’t deny that either.

Because just thinking about it made my heart and chest thump like being hit with a bat.

‘…… I don’t know.’

Maybe, just.

Simple.

Perhaps he preferred the face of a knight with a neatly trimmed beard rather than a fine face like Cale.

“…… Foot.”

Because the conclusion I came to after thinking about it was pretty funny even when I thought about it myself.

Ray smiled like that and looked out the window.

Remembering him.

Meeting him.

In this caged state, it must be impossible. Funny.

‘…… Freedom.’

The freedom you’ve always dreamed of.

Originally, the desire to go outside was great.

Enjoy your freedom.

The desire to capture the world in these two eyes was always hidden deep in her heart.

And that lifelong greed…….

With the help of the festival called Mutuje and Rin and Cale, it was done very simply.

Observing the entire process, from Mutuje’s finals to Cale’s victory, was clearly something Ray had only dreamed of.

It was a goal. It was the ideal she wanted to realize in itself.

Then, you’ve already accomplished it. It would have been nice if the desire for freedom had lessened.

The human mind was very cunning.

After accomplishing one thing. Then I want to achieve one thing.

If you achieve even that one thing, you want to achieve something bigger than that.

It was as if a drop of water was wetted on her dry tongue.

A mere drop of freedom gave Ray an incomparable happiness.

Because that happiness passed in an instant and crumbled like a dream overnight.

‘…… Fortunately that At least at the awards ceremony, I wonder if I can go out one more time.’

Award ceremony.

A conferment ceremony to present a prize worthy of the honor given to the winner, Cale.

Since it was a conferment ceremony under the supervision of the imperial family, members of the imperial family had the right to participate.

I don’t know what I can do by going out like that.

Already for Ray…… This detached palace felt too narrow.

I wonder if Ray was looking out the window thinking that way.

The lady-in-waiting of Lay, who had heard whispers from her other ladies-in-waiting, opened her mouth with her emotionless face.

“Get ready. 1St Prince, His Highness Evan Beatus says that he will come up to the room soon.”

“…… What, what?”

Staggering──

A dedicated handmaid. Tator.

The words that came out of her mouth were too embarrassing to pass by.

Ray, sitting in her chair, hurriedly turned her head and lost her center of gravity.

If you fall backwards, you will surely fall considerably.

Just before hitting the floor.

──Chin.

Tator, the lady-in-waiting who had been away, took one step closer and grabbed her chair.

“Be careful. Princess.”

At first glance, he seems worried.

From the look on her face, even an idiot could tell that she wasn’t like that at all.

I can’t even feel a single emotion.

An emotionless face, as if he was dealing with something that is not even human.

In front of those cold eyes, Ray froze a little.

“Mi-sorry… …. That, more than that. What the hell is the story about Evan coming—”

I flinched for a moment.

Wasn’t that why she lost her balance in the first place?

Evan Beatus.

This is the first prince of the imperial family.

A very callous man who came up with the idea of confining his sickly self inside this palace.

That cruel man never came to Ray’s villa.

She didn’t even say that she would visit.

What do you mean Evan is coming? She asked so she did.

The answer came from someone other than her maid.

“Evan, what a pity. …… I guess you called your brother that way when I wasn’t there?”

Kikkik.

A golden-haired man came in through the door.

As Tator said.

It was Evan Beatus.

“I never even left a word that I would visit……. What disrespect is this?”

Ray said so.

As if a dog was barking somewhere, Evan, not paying attention to her words, waved her hand.

“Tator maid. Once you’re in So that there are no ears to hear, bite everyone around you.”

“…… Yes. Your Highness, First Prince.”

Tator bows his head and closes the door.

Outright disregard.

Rey, who saw that, clenched her fists tightly.

And only then did Evan see the fist and smiled.

“…… Would you like to hit it? Hybrid. On the subject of a trivial flop.”

“… ….”

Ray, who didn’t answer anything, just glared.

Shrugging her shoulders, Evan took a step closer.

“Oops. Unintentionally, I got emotional. Chara threw away the sword she cherished with her own hands. I was in a bit of a bad mood. I’m here to get ‘that’, my dear little brother.”

She only said ‘that’.

There was no hindrance for Ray to understand the meaning.

Evan forced her to wear a tape recorder tool and earrings.

An artifact she made her wear to uncover her secrets and weaknesses of Kayle.

“…… Under. Looking for earrings? Okay. I’ll bring it to you.”

After letting out a cold laugh, Ray opened the drawer and pulled out a small box of hers from inside.

Evan opened it with a click.

After seeing the inside of the box, Evan’s eyes widened.

As if, the expression was unexpected.

Inside it.

Because there were fragments of the earring magic tool that had been completely shattered.

Looks like they’ve been gathered together.

“…… Until the final round of Mutu, it was confirmed that she was definitely wearing it. I hope you don’t break it.”

“Why. Didn’t you expect this?”

Parr.

My legs were shaking with tension, but…….

Let’s pretend as normal as possible and say that.

Evan took out the shattered fragment of the earring from inside the box and quietly opened his mouth.

“That’s ridiculous.”

“…… What.”

That’s funny.

After Evan said that, let’s raise his mana next.

Ray’s eyes trembled in disbelief.

Good luck.

Evan touched the earring on the top of her palm and let the magic power he drew up blow into it.

The earring that had been shattered began to stick itself together, and then returned to its original form in an instant.

Fishik.

Evan, with a sneer on his lips, continued her words.

“Even here, it’s too unexpected. It was funny. No way…… You didn’t think I would have entrusted you with a tape recorder that didn’t even have a simple recovery magic, did you?”

“…… Ugh!”

To snatch the earring from her hand.

Ray stretched out his hand, but Evan, who easily avoided it, tapped Ray lightly on the stomach.

──Puck.

“Big, heck, heo-eok… ….”

It was a simple punch.

At the same time, it was also the punching of a strong adult male.

“…… Town.”

Wow!

Take care of not being able to breathe.

The collapsed Ray vomited her blood.

My sickly body was to the point of coughing bloody even if I overworked it even a little.

Since that kind of Ray was hit by her fist. It wouldn’t have been strange at all to vomit her blood.

Seeing that, Evan put on a displeased expression for a moment.

He soon turned around and operated the magic tool that was quietly regenerating.

Click.

Then, along with the noise of life, a voice began to flow.

All of those sounds were familiar.

It didn’t take Ray long to realize what he meant.

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…… A voice recorded inside the magic tool.

Kale’s…… Voice.

Before you even realize it.

With Cale’s recorded voice, a sound flowed from inside her earring.

-Lucia. Love you.

Kale’s voice is vivid enough to be mistaken for a real voice.

Hearing that, Ray hurriedly lowered her head.

Hearing that, Evan tilted her head.

“…… ? Cale, have you ever had a lover? I know there was no such information.”

Click.

First of all, it’s as if you’ve done all the basic checks.

Evan puts an earring in his pocket.

“For the rest, I’ll have to go back and check. Good work. I hope you will be so helpless in the future, my brother who is not dear.”

After a very unpleasant goodbye.

Thump!

Evan closed the door and gradually moved away.

And then, by the time his presence was quite far from the door.

Knocked up.

Suddenly, the window opened and a silver-haired girl flew in and sat on the window with a smile.

“Put, I haven’t seen it like that. You act quite well, princess?”

“…… This is what I couldn’t see. I hope you were watching.”

With that said.

Taking out her handkerchief and briefly wiping off her blood, Ray looked at the woman sitting at her window.

Even though he is an unauthorized intruder, his eyes seem to be looking at someone who trusts them very much, not being vigilant.

It was inevitable.

The person who manipulated the magic tool for recording that was passed on to Evan.

A genius mage of the Mage Tower, and a silver-haired mage of the 7th circle.

Lucia.

That was the true identity of the person sitting on the window.

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