Chapter 451 – #95_Reunion (5)
#450
One.
My head was blank throughout the trial.
Obviously, this in itself is a big event… Rather, it would be a disaster and a stumbling block in life.
I just didn’t think it was good.
More fines and reparations than all the gold coins you’ve ever touched in your life?
Imprisonment and deportation for failure to pay within 10 years?
In fact, considering the situation itself, it was not a matter that even Amelia, who was insensitive to external circumstances, could take lightly.
The legacy Master left was enough to carry out magic research, but it probably wouldn’t even reach the fine.
And that’s not all.
The sentence of exile is heavy for Amelia, who has lived in Gehenna all her life, and even in a closet.
The same goes for confinement, where you can’t even study magic and only have to practice face-to-face.
Even so, being able to be so calm….
Forgiven.
She had come to the brink of kissing him, thinking that maybe she wouldn’t be able to last forever.
Siwoo was obviously trying to kiss him.
In a corner of my heart, I still feel sorry and thankful towards him.
I know that I still have a lot to pay off.
But even knowing that he’s ugly, knowing that he’s not getting his head right.
It felt like an unbreakable pillar was placed in a corner of my heart.
“Please sign this side, this side and this side.”
When I returned to the waiting room and sat down, Count Kohab, who had been in charge of the interrogation so far, brought a bunch of documents and set them down in front of Amelia.
Amelia who has carefully checked and signed all terms.
Count Kohab silently took it and left a brief greeting.
“You have been through a lot. I don’t want to see you like this again.”
“Earl Kohab worked hard too.”
Then, almost without a lag, Sophia walked in.
As soon as she sees Amelia, she puts her hand on her cheek and hugs her tightly.
“Oops, her face is cut in half….”
“Sofia, the spirit body doesn’t lose that much cheek fat.”
“That’s what my heart is like.”
Buried in Sophia’s teary-eyed symbol of motherhood, Amelia gave a faint smile.
I never thought it would be so warm to have her in the arms of a reliable friend.
The two shared the joy of reunion for a second.
“Amelia.”
Sophia, whose expression soon became dim, opened her mouth first.
“I will help with the fines and compensation. Even half of it would be impossible, but I have a little money saved up, so it will help.”
Sophia was taking her own responsibility for this.
That Amelia didn’t know that she was carrying out her slaughter department for Siwoo.
The Witch of her Whispers failed to find her while Amelia was exhausted and reached out to her with seduction.
Furthermore, as a result of Amelia’s light-hearted flirtation with Amelia, who did not know anything, her relationship with Siwoo was distorted.
The first two might be termed force majeure, but the last one really has nothing to do with it.
The situation would not have come to this point if Amelia and Siu had done aftercare before the dramatic turnaround.
Sophia was acutely aware of her responsibility.
Moreover, it is even more embarrassing when it is Shin Si-woo, who was hit directly by Sophia’s karma, who stopped Amelia, who had run amok.
“Sophia.”
Amelia responded in a calm voice.
Yesterday, too, we had a long conversation and said everything we wanted to say about Sophia’s self-reproach.
If Sofia hadn’t forcefully made contact with Siu, Amelia wouldn’t have had a relationship with Siu.
If there was, it would have been a very, very, very, very small chance.
Even if she had no pain, she would have no love.
That’s why Amelia didn’t resent Sophia in the slightest.
“There is no need for that.”
“Amelia, please don’t….”
An application offer that was turned down all too easily.
Sophia attributed it simply to Amelia’s lack of money sense.
Excluding the remnants, it is 210,000 pounds of gold coins.
How could she afford the fines she had to pay directly to the city hall, but the problem was the money she had to pay to the witches who ruined her research due to the influence of Amelia’s magic.
Even if Sophia sold all her property, it was an amount that could not be repaid even in half.
It occurred to me that if that wasn’t the case, Sofia’s apologetics bothered him and he might be rejecting her financial help to mean ‘I’m really fine’.
Well, if it’s natural, it’s natural.
No matter how naive and proud Amelia is in trouble, she will not try to solve it by borrowing someone else’s hand.
Sophia was wondering how she could help Amelia without feeling the burden on her.
Amelia looked up at Sophia with her straight eyes.
“Because it is my fault. I want to take responsibility for myself.”
The moment I met the eyes looking straight up without a single point of calculation or cloudiness.
Sophia felt ashamed.
She prided herself on being her best friend, but how could she not know her heart?
“Thank you very much, Sophia.”
I was convinced by seeing Amelia bow her head in her candid thanks.
Even though she made the same choice, the cause is different.
Amelia’s refusal is not one-dimensional stubbornness stemming from her petty pride or her selfishness.
Bigotry was replaced by what might be called a deeper, more firmly rooted conviction.
“… Come, let’s hug.”
“You already have it.”
“When did you become so admirable….”
“If you don’t have money, Sofia’s magic research will be difficult. Furthermore… Sophia is not at fault.”
If it’s someone else, ‘what about that….’
But Sophia is the one who has been watching Amelia since her stubborn days.
She can’t help but be delighted with the slight but sure growth.
“If so, then I know. If it’s still difficult, should I ask for it? Even if it’s not my job, you’ll do the same if I’m in trouble.”
“Yes, I will.”
The two of them hugged each other for a long time, like sisters.
2.
“After….”
On the bed where the passion hasn’t cooled down.
Dry cigarette smoke adds a layer of cloudiness to the glass windows that have turned hazy with moisture.
The naked body of Count Kohab, who was prostrated toward the window, sensibly shone with drops of sweat on his white skin.
The Count, who had rested his chin on his chin and filled his lightened body with nicotine, glanced over his shoulder.
Duke Erelim was leaning back there, holding a magic book in his hand.
Even the silky black hair that was neatly combed without a single point of disheveledness.
Her eyes were a mixture of white and silver as if they were flowing through the typeface.
It was so neat that you wouldn’t even think that you had shared a hot love just a moment ago.
Although Count Koharv deeply admires and admires the duke in her heart, there are times when she feels too distant.
It’s like a doll that’s neither human nor witch….
Strictly speaking, it’s not a very wrong expression.
However, Yvonne Cohab’s mind is complicated not because of Blanche’s usual appearance even after an affair.
It’s because of memories from a little while ago.
“…….”
On the day that the former Baron Marigold caused the incident and Blanche started to deal with it, Count Zemanai and the Evergreen Witch came and asked Erelim.
I want to delay the ‘judgment’ for another 15 minutes.
All of her preparations to punish Baron Marigold were over anyway, and it was the time when she continued to ask her to stop.
After a simple interest deal, the duke accepted it.
By the time the promised 15 minutes had passed.
The Duke dropped the ‘Spear of Judgment’ as scheduled.
A spear of light that nullified all defenses and ignored magical relationships rushed from the sky to the ground.
At that moment, the randomization of the space created by Marigold disappeared and the citizens who were imprisoned were freed.
That is, in brief, in chronological order, it means the following.
(1) Judgment is given.
(2) Randomization of Marigold’s space is normalized.
(3) Marigold offsets the referee.
Although it is said to be the judgment of the 24th-tier Duke of Erelim, its power has been weakened to reduce the scale of damage.
So it’s not quite impossible for Baron Marigold of the 23rd rank to offset that.
The only question is, why did Blanche not retrieve her magic after watching the scene in (2)?
Others would answer that it is because it is difficult to retrieve the magic once released.
In fact, neither Zemonai nor Evergreen, who saw this scene right next to them, made that a problem.
But Kohab knows.
The magic that unfolded at that time was a blow with controlled power, and Duke Erelim’s magical abilities surpassed conventional wisdom.
If Blanche wanted to, he could have stopped the bombing at any time.
But he didn’t.
However, after the magic was canceled, she was just looking down at the male witch and Baron Marigold, who were hugging each other in the middle of the plaza with transparent eyes burning bright blue.
Why didn’t Blanche stop attacking?
Why were you looking at them with those eyes?
“Yvonne.”
Deep in thought, Kohab belatedly realized that Blanche was looking at him with his eyes removed from his book.
“Is there anything you want to say?”
Blanche closed the book and ran her fingertips across Koharb’s sleek waist.
There are many things I want to say.
There is something I want to ask.
However, these questions and questions basically imply ‘suspicion’ that she may have had impure intentions.
After organizing her thoughts a bit, Kohab opened her mouth.
“No. Can I just ask you one question?”
“As much as you like.”
Blanche’s naked body, which had unbuttoned the gown with slow hand movements, gently overlapped Count Kohab’s body.
Duke Erelim, who coiled around the noseharb like a snake, caressed her earlobe and grabbed her hips.
“Why, then…. Didn’t you retrieve the magic… ?”
Lust soars like pouring oil on a fading ember.
In the midst of that lust, Kohab stammered.
“At that time?”
“When you judged Baron Marigold…. There was time. Time to retrieve the magic. Of course, I don’t mean to question Blanche-sama’s intentions… Ah….”
“Is that so?”
Kohab’s body stiffened at the long fingers stirring the still wet secret part deeply.
The cigarette light hanging from his fingertips staggered as if it would fall at any moment.
“I guess I didn’t notice because I was so focused. Controlling magic is not an easy task.”
“Yes… I guess… ?”
“If that had happened, why didn’t you tell me beforehand?”
Let’s fill our ears with a thick and sticky voice that no one else can hear.
Count Kohab put his doubts aside for a while.
“That….”
Maybe it was simply a mistake or an illusion.
Duke Erelim has certainly reached great heights, but that doesn’t mean only flawless perfection.
Moreover, there was no way that she, who had been reforming for her witch more than anyone else, would do something that would harm her witch?
“Yvonne, you doubted me.”
“Doubt… This no… La….”
The reason why Count Koharb’s voice cuts off intermittently is because his weakness has been exploited so skillfully.
Having been in a physical relationship for decades, Kohab had never defeated a duke.
Soon after, Count Koharb trembled with his head lowered and his face buried in the sheet.
Even the regret that his own doubts were in vain, and that putting them in his mouth was even more in vain are washed away helplessly by the waves of ecstasy.
Behind Yvonne who swallowed her groan, the transparent eyes of Duke Erelim circled.
