Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy - Chapter 54



54 – Episode 54

Time slowly passed and the sun began to set.

Then the students ride the wagon back to the academy.

I really don’t have a seat, so should I call it a wagon or a bedroom carriage with the teacher again?

We rode there together, though.

“So… How was Dalian?”

I thought she was sleeping lying down, but the teacher slightly lifted her head to look at me and asked me lightly.

Even if I didn’t answer, I started talking about whether it wasn’t a question I asked for an answer.

It was hard to speak with my head up in the air without a pillow, although my head was shaking slightly.

“If you feel like you can do something like that…It doesn’t matter.

Usually, when I see him like that, I think about what magic is… Let’s become a healer.”

I don’t have anything to say so I keep my mouth shut.

If it was the teacher, then it must be so, while thinking the same thing.

“If not, there is a way… To learn both.

Soon, the teacher of the healing arts, too, huaam! One person will come in soon, so please learn from him.”

Then he slammed her face into the pillow.

The sound is so humming that I can’t even hear what he’s saying anymore.

He looks up to see if he knows that too, but it seems to be quite difficult.

“Anyway, you should let the students know that you came in.. Then I will sleep.”

She starts sleeping on her head again.

She must have been quite tired, but this time she snarled and snored.

If she’s a teacher anyway, she must be an incredibly strong human being.

Even a single flick of her finger would suffice to make a huge hole in my forehead.

I sit and stare at the mottled marks on the white cloth for a long time.

The carriage returned to the academy again, and the students naturally hopped on, those who were tired headed straight to the dorms, and those who looked hungry started walking toward the cafeteria.

I don’t know when Misty came up to me, sticking next to me and taking me to the restaurant.

“Eric, I’m very hungry from sparring today! Shall we go out to dinner together?”

“Well, I’m not very hungry just staring at you.”

“Anyway, let’s go eat!”

So she dragged me to the restaurant.

After settling down in the dining room, I brought the stew on a piece of bread.

And I waited for Misty, who did not come for a long time.

How many minutes had passed?

She began to bring food in both her hands.

Amount that you wouldn’t be able to eat even if the two of you came.

After moving the food on the table for a while, she sat down and started eating in silence.

There wasn’t an unpleasant whooping sound, but at a great speed.

“Hmm, I think the food I eat when I’m hungry is the most delicious.

Something, even if it’s not necessarily good quality, feels like something your body desperately needs.”

I wondered how he was able to cram so much food into one bite and still eat it.

I eat noodles little by little to keep pace with Misty.

I wasn’t even that hungry.

“Huh, I ate it all.

I’m tired today, so I need to get some sleep.

I fought too hard earlier. Huaam. Could you please take me to the front of my room?”

“Yeah, that’s right.”

I take Misty up the stairs of the dormitory.

As she climbed her steps, she placed her hand slightly on her bloated stomach.

“Why are you doing that?”

“My stomach is so full that it looks like it will explode if I don’t hold it.”

“That’s amazing.”

“Just take me here! After tomorrow, we will see each other every day anyway!”

“Okay, good night.”

She purses her lips as if begging for a reward to wake her up in the morning.

I pressed her lips with my index finger as if I was a little annoyed and exaggeratedly held my mouth with a slight tear.

She laughed lightly and watched Misty enter the room, then turned around behind her to return to the room, but Xenia was standing on the half-stairs.

“Oh, Eric. Where have you been? I didn’t see you at all today.”

Looks at me with slightly widened eyes and says.

“That, I went to see him last night, but he was not in the room.

Anyway, I’m glad I found it, because I have an important story to tell.”

“An important story.”

She says with her hands behind her back.

“I have to go back to the family.

My father told me to take you back to the manor.

What kind of procedures did you say were needed to adopt them?”

The crown prince said that too.

First of all, the emperor will give me a suitable family, become a human of that family, and then the duke will take care of things by adopting me.

I don’t know if I need to do that, but the high-ranking person says so, what am I going to do?

To be honest, I don’t know what kind of ostentation there is so much.

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It’s important to these people, but it’s full of work that doesn’t seem important to me at all, and I don’t want to do it.

“Eric, then what should I call you?

Is it enough to just call me Eric like now?”

“I guess. I don’t call you anything other than Xenia.”

Is adopting it all?

I don’t think the prince at least doesn’t think so.

I don’t know.

“Anyway, I have nothing more to say.

Maybe next week when the days slowly start to get chilly, we’ll be leaving around then.

I’m going to start a lot faster during winter vacation, even with some reason.”

Xenia had a slightly complicated face.

I’m just about to say a formal goodbye and go back to my room, but she grabs me by the collar.

“What, is there anything you want to say?”

Then Xenia nodded her head.

She looked down at the floor and nodded, so I couldn’t see what expression she was making.

“Let’s have a cup of coffee and talk slowly. Let’s go to my room.”

Xenia doesn’t come to my side and walk briskly, as usual. Instead, she nods slightly and follows her.

Suddenly, I wanted to know why he was doing this, but I didn’t open my mouth because I’d understand if I came into the room and talked to him.

She walks into the room and rubs her shoe over the mess on the floor.

An ashtray, a cigar that I cut in half after smoking for a while and left it there because I didn’t want to clean it up, a bottle of alcohol rolling around, coffee grounds that I threw on the floor because I was tired of brewing coffee.

If it was sh*t, it was sh*t.

First of all, I poured cold water into the brewed coffee, sprinkled a lot of sugar on it, and handed it to Xenia.

“Choose a chair or a bed and sit anywhere. The sofa is for me to sit on.”

At those words, Xenia confidently went and sat down on the sofa.

“Hey, Eric. What will happen if we return to the mansion like this?

My father adopted you, and even I, a fool, know that that is not the end.”

“So, what will happen?

At least your mother won’t be nice to me just because I haven’t seen her in a long time.”

I don’t like spinning stories.

Certainly, the academy teaches students well, but it seems like they teach well, but I didn’t know that Xenia could use that peculiar, unpleasant speech.

Xenia shut up as if she was taken aback when I brought up the story of the duchess.

“Xenia, when are you going back to the mansion?”

“Uh, uh, shouldn’t it take about a month? Uh, um. Yes, one month, one month! It’ll get cold sooner or later.”

“So that’s all you have to say? Then talking in the hallway earlier was enough.”

“Oh no!!”

When I told her to get out of the way, Xenia jumped up from the sofa.

She held the Murphy glass intact. Thanks to that, the sticky coffee with sugar seemed to have slightly smeared on my favorite sofa.

“Well, I’ve been thinking about it… I feel like I’m the only one left out these days.”

I laughed out loud at the worry that was cuter than I thought.

Seeing that, Xenia got angry at me as if bitten by some kind of crab foam.

“You said the other day, if there was something you wanted to say, don’t repeat it and say it right away!”

“So why are you talking about that all of a sudden?”

My pupils are slightly blurred.

“Misty and I now go to the same classroom, he’s not in the room even though it’s evening, and even though we meet sometimes, he doesn’t seem to be as happy as I am.

It’s just that I’m sad. I told you last time, I don’t know how to measure the distance with you.

I think you would be uncomfortable if I clung to you blindly just to make my heart feel better… Also, seeing Misty clinging to you from anywhere makes me want to do the same.”

I’m tired.

It doesn’t even feel that good.

“So what do you want to say?”

“I just want to be with you like now when it’s evening like this.”

Looking at the situation, being alone is much more comfortable, so I wanted to say no, but when I looked at Xenia’s face, I couldn’t say no directly to her face.

In the end, she answered as if she was okay, even though she wasn’t very happy with it.

“As much as you like.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

At that moment, I felt a bit of a cold sweat running down my face.

Maybe it’s because Xenia and her Duchess look so alike.

Seeing her raise her hand in joy, I squinted my eyes for fear of being hit on the cheek.

“What’s wrong, Eric. Are you sick?”

“No, it’s okay. Are you okay.”

“Anyway, it’s late, so I’ll just go.”

“Yes.”