19 – The storm strikes twice The storm strikes twice

“Princess Elgar wants to see me.”

At Kyle’s question, Leto nodded her head with an expression that he didn’t understand.

She recalls Elgar’s eyes staring at her a little while ago.

She thought the gaze was so intense that she could shoot her laser right out of her eye.

Elgar was so burdensome, I had no way of knowing what she was thinking.

She even moved her seat for the good reason of finding Tisha.

“Yes. I don’t know why either. I’m sorry, Kyle.”

It is natural. In the first place, Leto doesn’t question Elgar’s work.

She doesn’t even intervene in her own thoughts. Just be loyal

Elgar, the target of that loyalty, wants something other than unconditional loyalty.

She wants a horizontal relationship, not a hierarchical relationship, even just once.

“… Let’s go Take the lead.”

It’s only natural that Leto is frustrated. This guy is also a typical sweet potato.

If Ian still has a reckless and cool side in some parts.

This guy named Leto has nothing like that, he’s a very passive character.

‘Is this bastard concept like a childhood friend who gradually approaches? Fuck. Then the opportunity is lost.’

But that’s one thing, and it’s another matter if you’re a secretary who does business with your boss.

It is definitely pitiful to suffer from meeting the wrong person you are supposed to serve for the rest of your life.

In addition, it’s not like Ian who makes fun of his mouth wrongly and stirs up a person’s temper.

‘If I don’t follow Leto, I’ll end up meeting Elgar one way or another.’

In that case, I’d rather quietly obey Elgar’s request.

Because Kyle himself and John Nassen still have a part stabbed by the Grand Duchess of Littorio.

“Wait a minute!”

But not everyone has the same thoughts.

Tisha grimaces as she suddenly steps in between Leto and Kyle.

“Why does Elgar and her princess want Kyle to come?”

“The reason, as I said, is that I don’t know well. She just told me to bring her….”

“The princess herself said the other day. She said that this is not the Grand Duchess of Littorio. She told me not to call her princess. Then, isn’t it strange to suddenly drag a person away just because it’s an order without knowing why? She’s just a student at the same academy anyway.”

“That… It is, but… ,”

This is a very logical opinion, and from Leto’s point of view, there is no refutation.

Maybe that’s why Leto groaned, unable to find the right answer.

‘As expected, the child is fierce, fierce.’

If Leto had anything in common with her Ian, she would have ignored Tisha’s words.

She said once again that it was Lady Elgar’s order, and there shouldn’t have been a big problem even if she led Kyle.

There is no reason for me to back down anyway, even though I’m sure I have a back stomach.

“Well, your name is….”

“This is Tisha.”

“Oh, yes. Tisha. I understand your meaning. I understand that you may be offended. But I can’t do anything about it. It’s my order to take Kyle….”

Don’t bother explaining the situation one by one. The inside of the listener explodes more.

“I would really appreciate it if you would forgive me just once.”

“So excuse me and go to sleep now….”

“Tisha.”

Kyle held out her hand to restrain Tisha.

If Tisha goes further, sparks may fly to her.

Elgar himself said that this place was not the Grand Duchess of Littorio, but who would take it for granted?

Apart from the imperial family, anyone in the empire would look out for Elgar.

Even nobles should be like that, but Tisha, who is just a commoner, could be even more embarrassed.

“It’s okay. Let’s see if we have something to talk about.”

“If you have something to say, it’s natural for the person concerned to come.”

“The other party is a princess from the Grand Duchess of Littorio. She doesn’t go to anyone, it’s more natural who comes. If she does this, even Tisha could be punished, but she doesn’t want to see that.”

“But I am fine!”

“I’m not okay. I don’t want to hurt others because of me, so I’ll be right back.”

It seems that Kyle’s sincere persuasion worked well.

Of course, she won’t know if the logic part of the persuasion worked, or if she worried about Tisha.

“… I know. If you say so….”

“I’ll be back soon, so please stay with Ian. You don’t know what kind of accident that person will have again.”

That was right. If it’s Ian, it’s left over even if it’s an accident.

Maybe she’s already having an accident.

“Ah… I know. She’ll be watching until Kyle comes.”

It’s not because I’m worried about Ian. The only concern is who he got the letter of recommendation from.

If he causes trouble, the Marquis of the North’s recommendation will be called into question.

And there are two more people besides Ian who received the letter of recommendation together.

They are Tisha herself and Kyle, who is following Leto over there.

‘Ian, if that man gets into an accident, I’ll be in trouble, as well as Kyle!’

He because of witchcraft, and Kyle because he was born John Nassen.

At the academy, where reputation is very important, rumors have already spread in a bad way.

Academy life would be at its worst if Ian was even stared at.

I had to keep an eye on Ian, not just for myself, but also for Kyle’s sake.

That’s that!-

Leaving Kyle behind, Tisha went back the way she came, almost running.

The moment he heard Kyle say that the human might have another accident.

For some reason, I had an ominous thought that his premonition was correct.

Isn’t it? Really isn’t it? No way, it’s been less than 10 minutes since I’ve been away!

Thinking, Tisha, who had just returned to Ian’s place, sighed, “Ah.”

“You are arrogant and arrogant! Ian! I challenge you to a duel!”

“As you please.”

… Kyle. Well, I guess I’m late.

Tisha thought so and cupped her face with her hands.

*

“I brought you, Miss Elgar.”

“You worked hard, Leto. Just go downstairs. And don’t let anyone come up.”

“Okay.”

Don’t let anyone come up. Why are you doing this again, Princess? Anxiously.

Kyle gulped, swallowing her dry saliva, looking at Elgar standing right in front of him.

‘… Reto idiot cub. You really must die.’

Simply saying “Pretty” Or “Beautiful” Is not enough.

It is not for nothing that she is called the flower of society or the rose of Littorio.

Elgar was a flame that burned brightly, a red rose with fatal beauty.

She wouldn’t be able to take her eyes off her if anything stood in front of her.

At first I was intoxicated by her dazzling beauty, and then I was drawn to her enchanting figure.

In the end, I fell in love with the confidence of the woman who made the finale.

‘Since it’s a rose, I thought it was just a flattering remark.’

It’s not a title that can be easily acquired, even if it’s the daughter of a grand duke.

Rather, because she is the daughter of the grand duchess, bad words spread faster than good words.

If there were some flaws in Elgar’s appearance, the words related to that would have come out right away.

That’s why those titles were even more amazing.

Because it means that beauty always ranks first!

‘A girl like this, her boss, even a childhood friend who pushes her to seduce her. She’s just a lord and someone who wants to serve her until the end. Is this a romance fantasy? Or is it a novel about mass production of sweet potatoes?’

Once again, Leto spit out the resentment of a squeamish reader.

Kyle cautiously called the name of the woman in front of him.

“Princess Elgar. The reason she wanted to see me was….”

“I heard the story. She had a bit of an accident today.”

Resentment rises right at the word accident.

“That is really unfair to me. The desk was weak and broke.”

“No matter how weak the desk is, no one has ever given it two pages.”

“It was a desk that was on the verge of breaking. It is unconditionally.”

At Kyle’s words, Elgar didn’t say anything else.

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Judging by the reaction of the man standing in front of me, it seems that he is already burnt enough.

It must have been even more stressful since there had even been an accident involving the young lady of John Nassen’s previous relationship.

She is Kyle, who has been extremely cautious in front of him right now.

The fact that he is showing a very sharp reaction now is a clear proof of that.

“Are you calling me for this? You want to talk about the accident?”

“Well? Why do you think I called?”

“….”

At Elgar’s words, Kyle sighed inwardly.

She sure is, and she is a scary woman just like that.

Didn’t Kyle put her feelings to rest with that one question?

At the same time, ‘You seem too excited. In front of me.” He quietly emphasized the part.

He was letting himself know that he was in charge of this conversation.

“Not sure?”

“… To be honest, yes.”

“Well, I guess. You don’t know either.”

She spoke to herself, and Elgar, who had been nodding her head alone, turned to her.

She then sat her down in a black leather chair that had been set aside.

“He said he didn’t know.”

“Yes?”

“My loyal secretary who just went down. A reliable friend. This was the only thing I was willing to allow. But even that guy, he still says he doesn’t know. Will I be able to become the grand duke of Littorio?”

“… Maybe it’s just because I’m cautious by nature.”

Even if she said it herself, it’s ridiculous.

There is a crucial difference between being cautious and timid.

The latter doesn’t know when to move forward and when not to back down.

And Leto, rather than the former, clearly belonged to the latter.

“I really wish I did. Oh, I don’t think it matters much now.”

It doesn’t matter. At those words, Kyle’s heart suddenly raised its head.

“I think I was following that woman named Tisha to the balcony a while ago.”

“… How did you know?”

“I just saw it.”

It’s a lie. How many people are in this banquet hall, how can I just know?

It is impossible unless you focus your attention on yourself.

“They seemed friendly. With that woman.”

“We are friendly. Because she came from Baekryeong together.”

“That sounds like, ‘The reason we’re close is that we just came together.’ Is that right?”

Kyle didn’t answer Elgar’s question.

I had such a strong hunch that it would be better to remain silent here.

“I won’t answer, is this?”

Being silent again, neither affirmation nor denial.

Whatever she answered here could be a problem later.

At that, Elgar frowned slightly, and she slowly touched her chin.

“Kyle John Nassen.”

She is an exquisite beauty in a red dress with her legs crossed in an elegant manner.

She rests her chin on her chin, looking quite dissatisfied, and opens her mouth with a faint jealousy in her eyes.

“What is your relationship with that woman?”