I Became the Childhood Friend of the Northern Duchess - Chapter 204



204 – Each Person’s Secret

Sylvia jumped up from her bed after receiving her unexpected contact in broad daylight.

Her movements were so great that even her nanny, Petra, who was standing next to her bed, flinched for a moment. “＞

“What are you talking about all of a sudden? Are you a guest?”

Anyway, Sylvia hurriedly responded to the voice coming from behind her ring.

The other person is none other than Ariel.

He was her friend and a high-ranking person who currently serves as the owner of the Grand Duke’s house.

Normally, she would have hummed in joy at the fact that she contacted me first, as she rarely heard from me, but since the news she delivered was so sudden, I couldn’t afford it.

She asked me to treat them politely because two unexpected guests were coming.

– I need you to do me a favor. I’ll be leaving from Hildeck, so I’ll probably arrive within today.

“It would be nice if you could at least explain.”

At the very least, there was no explanation as to who the other person was or why she came to the Lorenz family.

Sylvia wasn’t saying that she couldn’t grant her request, but she was so sudden that she wondered if something had happened. She just wanted a detailed explanation, but Ariel answered in a flat voice as if even that was impossible.

– That’s because it’s hard to explain. I’m sorry, but I have to ask you a favor.

“…”

If possible, she wanted to tell her the reason, but it was difficult for Sylvia to do so because Ariel asked her to apologize, which she rarely said.

Maybe she didn’t even know that the situation in which she was asking for an explanation was embarrassing for Ariel.

“… Okay. So she only has to treat those people well?”

– Yes, if possible, think of it as me and treat it with the utmost respect. I will definitely repay this debt.

When the words came out of Ariel’s mouth and that she would repay her debt her, Sylvia was very curious as to how much she was going to repay.

However, there was no intention of using this as an excuse to rip something off from her real friend.

“I don’t need to repay the debt, so please explain later. Is there something big going on?”

– … I know it well.

“Fool. “Did you think her friends wouldn’t notice that much?”

Although she could not compare to Edgar, she was still Sylvia, who was confident that she knew her well.

Ariel Loveheim, who is always busy making jokes and always adding unnecessary comments even when asked, must have a good reason for appearing in such an authoritative manner.

“As you said, I will treat those people with the utmost respect, thinking of them as you and Edgar. Instead, you two are coming next time?”

– I’m quite busy, right?

“Hmph, I’m holding the sword hilt now, right? If you don’t like it, quit.”

As Sylvia took out her lecture quite a bit, Ariel across from her let out a faint laugh as if she couldn’t help it.

If you think about it, she has never stopped by the Lorenz family.

In the past, Sylvia had invited her to come when the opportunity arose, but she was busy putting it off, making excuses.

Then, this time, she did not come herself, but for some unknown reason, she pushed in and asked to be treated like herself. This was as much as putting a face on her and confiscating her face.

In order to repay that, as Sylvia said, I will have to visit the Lorenz family at least once.

Although, given her position her her her, news of her coming her her her might cause quite an uproar in her family her her her, that wasn’t something Ariel and Sylvia had to worry about.

– Okay, I’ll go. When this is over.

“When do you think it will end?”

– I don’t know. I think it will take a bit longer.

“It’s no big deal. “He always gave me a rough answer.”

Ariel is a person who thinks quite carefully about time, so when discussing something, she always makes sure to estimate, at least roughly, how long it will take to resolve it.

The fact that she answered like this probably means that she either didn’t even get the hang of the matter, or the scale was so big that she couldn’t answer easily.

Sylvia felt more sorry for not being able to give Ariel the strength she deserved than for feeling left out for not telling her that.

Knock.

She was about to say hello to her friend, who had contacted her for the first time in a while, but she had no choice but to stop talking because someone suddenly knocked on her door.

Therefore, she wanted to go out on Petra’s behalf and find out what was going on.

“Miss, I hear that guests I’ve never seen before have arrived. The guards are currently holding her because her identity is unknown, but she is asking to be let in, giving the young lady’s name her her…”

“… Looks like it’s already arrived. Okay, tell her she’ll be right away.”

“Yes.”

I heard a while ago that it was coming today, but I never thought it would arrive in broad daylight.

Although the distance from Hildek was not very far, it was correct to assume that she had left before dawn.

Although she was a guest who did not know her face, Sylvia stood up from her seat and opened her mouth toward the ring, thinking that she was truly diligent.

“Ariel, it looks like the guest you sent has arrived. “What is your name her her her?”

– It must be Dana and Leshi.

“… “I’m a guest you sent, but isn’t it a bit weird that I don’t even know his name her?”

Silvia, who was dumbfounded when it felt like the tone was speculative, smiled and said something.

Anyway, now that she knows the name of her, all she has to do is meet her and confirm that it’s her.

“I’ll contact you the night after we meet. Do you know that if you ignore them, they will kick out those customers too?”

-Why are you clinging to me while leaving your perfectly fine lover behind? Disgusting.

“He is he and you are you. “How are a lover and a friend alike?”

It was an answer that seemed both logical and illogical, but Ariel couldn’t find anything to refute.

Absolutely, in her opinion, Edgar was Edgar and Sylvia was Sylvia.

It’s hard to pinpoint the difference, but for example, even when eating a delicious snack, there are times when Edgar’s face comes to mind, while sometimes Sylvia’s face comes into mind.

Maybe the head doesn’t know, but the heart knows the difference.

-Not for long. Because there is a prior agreement.

“Hmm, the lover comes first and I come later, right?”

– My, when did I say Ed? It’s just that there is a prior agreement!

“If you have a prior engagement in the middle of the night, the only one you have is Edgar.”

Sylvia asks in a sly tone, ‘Are you going to make me suffer and spend some sweet time with me?’

In response, Ariel said that she would take care of him anyway and unilaterally cut off contact with her.

“Fit.”

After seeing that the pure white light that had entered the rim of her ring she had disappeared, Sylvia smiled and took her steps outside her.

To respond as faithfully as possible to her friend’s unreasonable request.

*

Bartheus, who belatedly realized that the two people had left the imperial palace at the same time, became anxious.

Since vacations for court ladies and ministers were handled fairly simply without the need to go to the higher-ups, he took advantage of the gap and escaped the imperial palace.

‘You told me to just trust myself, but I got completely screwed.’

Albrich threatened to solve the problem on his own, so I trusted him and ended up like this.

But Bartheus was also able to understand in his own way.

She says that in the first place, the court lady does not have a separate family name, so she is not currently in a situation where she can rely on anyone.

Therefore, she vaguely thought that she would hide in the imperial palace as much as possible, but she never dreamed that she would escape from here and head somewhere else.

‘Will those who sent come back during the night?’

She secretly called someone and told them to hurry after her, but she didn’t think there would be any good results.

Above all, since he did not sneak out but left the imperial palace with official permission, he would have all the entry passes and such, so there was no need to worry about being caught in the middle.

The speed is not enough to catch up by dispatching a chase team late.

Since Albrich did it himself, he will try to solve it somehow.

Since Bartheus had no further obligation or reason to help him, he was planning to take a wait-and-see approach at this point.

Just like now, leisurely drinking alone…

– Your Majesty, the Empress has arrived.

“… Let me lift it.”

The thought deepened for a moment.

Due to an untimely visitor, he had to give up his daytime drinking for the first time in a while.

I wanted to avoid being alone with my wife as much as possible, but I didn’t have a good excuse today.

Clutter.

“Drinking during the day… It’s not good for your body. “Honey.”

As soon as they meet, Beatria gives him a shout as he drinks a glass of wine.

She is probably the only one in the world who can nag the emperor of the Hellvenir Empire so freely.

“It’s not much, but it’s unusual. But what happened today?”

“Since you are avoiding me, I have no choice but to come see you like this.”

“… “I don’t really remember avoiding it.”

Despite what he said, Bartheus was quite heartbroken.

Even though he knew it was sometimes blatant, he somehow managed to avoid his wife.

But since he couldn’t tell the truth, he could only come up with an excuse.

“You still can’t tell me why?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Bartheus gritted his teeth against her, recalling the memory of that day when she was drunk and tried to pour out her feelings to her.

If only her muzzle she had been kept closed at that time, Beatria wouldn’t have had this question.

This is why it is not for nothing that people say that alcohol is their enemy.

It would have been easier for both of us to just live without knowing anything, blaming her husband for leaving her.

“I know what you want from me. But I assure you, I have no intention of hating you and I have no intention of turning my back on you without knowing anything.”

“…”

“So, won’t you tell me? At least why you had to go away from me.”

As soon as he broke the wine glass in his hand, Bartheus bit his lip.

There is no way I can tell you. This was the inside story that he would take with him to his grave until the day he died.

It wasn’t just because I thought it was better to hide it, or because I thought I would become a villain for the greater good.

Because I know that hiding it is the best way for my wife and children.

In the first place, what he wanted to protect was not this Hellvenir Empire and the people who trusted and followed him, but all he wanted to protect was his family, who were within reach of his when he stretched out his hand. ＞

If he had a bigger cause, he would have told this fact and wanted to die together, embracing everything.

“… It looks like you have no intention of letting me know.”

“…”

Towards him who remained silent until the end, Beatria muttered in a voice filled with despair.

Honestly, if I was going to make such a fuss and tell you, I would have told you right away without being able to overcome the guilt.

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The fact that she did not do so means that the repercussions when she finds out will be greater than the guilt she feels for hiding this fact from her.

“All right. I’m going away now, but don’t think this is the end. “You.”

“… I will keep that in mind.”

When Bartheus nodded firmly, Beatria, who had been watching him with her sorrowful eyes, immediately turned her back.

At that moment, her body suddenly collapsed, and pain enveloped her entire body, as if she had suddenly been consumed by flames.

“… !?”

“Hey, honey! What’s going on!?”

As she collapsed forward in her seat and could not even scream properly, Bartheus hurriedly approached her and called in her personnel her outside her to check her condition her her her her. ＞

“Gwae, it’s okay…” ” ” For a moment, my body… Haaagh!?”

Seeing her trying to reassure her husband while she was sweating profusely, Bartheus ‘eyes were drawn somewhere as he wondered what was going on.

‘Is that really possible?’

That place is none other than the area extending from the back of Beatria’s neck to her her back her

There was a small, dark pattern engraved on it, and every time Beatria screamed, a little purple light leaked out from there.

This pattern was a kind of token that two people carved on each other’s bodies when they got married, but Bartheus knew the other meaning contained within it.

It has to be that way. That was the reason why he could not reveal the inside story to his precious wife in the first place.

Whisk.

“Honey, honey! Damn it, Albrich, you b*stard… !”

Bartheus, who personally held the body of his wife who had fallen on the seat, cursed at her and quickly walked away with the people who arrived late.

He hasn’t done anything right as a husband yet.

He couldn’t let go like this.

If she disappeared like this, he vowed that he would take her everything her on his her shoulders her her and force Albrich to her death her her her, even at the cost of this country.