Rashida Ruru put on a reddish-brown velvet knight's uniform, just like Princess Leia used to wear, and moved her arms.
After all, it's this way rather than the dress.
Dressing like a princess, even though she wasn't a princess, was a kind of fanaticism.
That dress from countless romance illustrations.
I was getting tired of wearing only a dress every day because I thought it would be nice to try it on once.
Lindbergh Castle was gloomy, but it was okay to live with the fact that Choi Ae and Chae Ae were together.
"... ... !"
"... ... !"
Lulu at the noise tickling her ears huh? I put my ear close to the door.
Someone was arguing near the door.
"What do you have to share with the witch?"
"Ah, because I have a question about the prophecy."
"I said There is no need for prophecies anymore."
"You never know. Regarding the matter with Farman... ... ."
Lulu frowned slightly between her brows.
It was YouTube.
Carl Lindbergh, who pretended to be friendly, came to visit. Adrian Heneken next to him.
I don't know how I hated Choi Ae, but there is one thing I'm thankful for about Carl Lindbergh.
He brought me here and made a spectacle.
Hmm, Rashida. I touched my clothes once and opened the door.
Unsurprisingly, Carl Lindbergh smiled awkwardly as he looked this way with one wrist held by Adrian.
"hi. good evening."
"I can't say hello. I don't want to hear any more arguing in front of the lady's room. What happen?"
It was Lulu, who used to speak casually, but because she was conscious of Adrian, she spoke with respect.
"I came to ask you something. won't take a long time Oh, Adrian will be leaving soon."
"We will listen together."
"Eh?"
Carl Lindbergh winked at Adrian and pursed his lips.
But Adrian crossed his arms and glared at Rashida Lulu instead of Carl Lindbergh.
"Anyway, it's funnier when you and the witch quietly whisper about everything I'm reporting. is not it?"
"ah."
Adrian walked in, ignoring Carl Lindbergh's expression of embarrassment, and sat down on the sofa first.
I told you in advance that my foresight was gone, but now I don't know what you're trying to ask.
In the meantime, Lulu parted her lips at Adrian, who was sitting with her legs crossed.
"What are you doing? Come quickly and sit down. ask answer I listen. And we are going to dinner."
At Adrian's words, Carl took a seat next to Adrian as if he couldn't help it.
"Please keep it simple. Prince Carl Lindbergh."
At Lulu's words, Carl smiled knowingly and put down the pouch containing the magic crystal.
"Then I'll ask you outright. If you have any guesses about Parman Kingdom or black magic, please let me know."
"Parman?"
Rashida Lulu actually only chased Lindbergh and Heneken to be exact. Or he didn't know what was happening to the rest of the country.
However, if it is Parman.
Lulu had a corner, but noticed Adrian.
If you talk nonsense here again, it will really go out of sight of Adrian.
I could barely bear the fact that Carl Lindbergh was facing me right now.
"My foresight no longer distinguishes between right and wrong."
Carl shook his head coldly at Lulu's words.
"I'll take it into account and listen. therefore. 'As it was originally' Parman and the Heneken Empire. Or what will happen to Lindberg Kingdom?"
Carl Lindbergh was actually planning to have a conversation today and catch up on the original story.
Even black magic appeared. The personality of Adrian Henneken that the witch talked about last time. It bothered me that the relationship between Adrian and Belfry was too different.
It was because I thought that maybe the novel might not be the flowery romance that Carl had guessed.
If Ruru is Jaeyoung Jeon, who read the original story. Her opinion would be worth considering.
Even after Carl Lindbergh came to Henkenken, she foresaw several big events before the engagement ceremony.
Lulu searched for her memory.
"It will be around next winter, 'if it's normal', that Mujicha Parman, the king of Parman Kingdom, will appear on the continent."
"oh."
Paper and quill from Carl Lindbergh's bosom. I took out my portable ink.
Adrian knew by that action how much Carl Lindbergh trusted Lulu's words.
"Parman's long-standing task was to artificially increase the number of monsters and compress their corpses at high temperatures to create artificial magic stones. After accidentally learning the secret of the magic stone, I had the ambition to conquer the entire continent by using the magic stone."
To be honest, that part was puzzling.
Mujicha Parman was mentioned like rice cakes in the middle. It was all serialized until Carl Lindbergh died and he appeared in earnest.
As Lulu bit her lower lip, Carl said "Uh huh." he shouted.
Adrian's sharp voice penetrated while Lulu hesitated because she felt deja vu for some reason.
"so? Has Parman fulfilled his ambition?"
Carl Lindberg glared at Adrian, but Adrian only stared at Lulu with the majestic eyes of a crown prince.
"no. I would have tried, but I would have failed."
"Why home?"
"After that, I don't know."
I couldn't say I knew what I didn't know.
However, it was certain that the author nailed it as a full happy ending as the readers who became anxious about the successive occurrences of devastating incidents and accidents grew louder.
So it would have failed.
Adrian clicked his tongue and turned to the knife. It was a somewhat triumphant gaze.
"saw? Did you come here alone at this late hour to hear something so uncertain?"
"Even before dinner, what is your ambition? I just want to find a clue."
The sun is just about to go down. Considering it's winter, it's just such a time zone.
Even if Lulu is indeed the younger sister of the past, there is no way she would go into the room of an older wife alone in the middle of the night.
"What clue? If it's something like that, the elite soldiers of the empire are keeping their eyes open, so ask them there."
"Everyone is busy, but I don't want to bother you with trivial matters."
Carl lowered his head.
Whether the original is solved this way or that way. Anyway, the original was messed up. What I wanted to ask Lulu was originally about the atmosphere and development of this novel.
Among them, there must be things that even Adrian, the main character, does not know.
Predict the future with those things, and if you can use them, use them.
It is true that I wanted to talk to Lulu as an excuse.
Sorry Adrian.
I was reluctant because there were definitely parts of me that I couldn't confide in him who wanted to know everything about Carl Lindbergh. He couldn't help it.
"There is nothing trivial about what you do. There is nothing more an underage witch can do to help."
Belfry's advice that Carl Lindbergh's love life would be similar to that of a beta male crawled through Adrian's head.
The way Carl is kind to everyone but even more so to women really makes him look like a beta male.
Adrian's eyes brightened slightly.
Carl keenly noticed the change and deliberately sat next to him without a break.
Adrian's habit of being visibly relieved when his body touches him was subtly noticed and often used, and the effect was excellent.
Adrian's expression was already slowly loosening up.
"Adrian. If you disturb me, I have to come back tomorrow. Will you come after me then? Then come again the day after tomorrow. Will you come every day like that?"
At those words, Lulu made an expression of disgust. Carl Lindberg was a bit shy, but he resolutely leaned on Adrian.
As a bonus, when I leaned my cheek against my shoulder and looked up, Adrian's hand wrapped around my waist.
"I hate that."
"Then let me talk freely with Lulu today. Lulu can't speak her words comfortably because you keep your eyes wide open next to her."
"Am I okay?"
Lulu, who was afraid of blowing up her chance to legally get a closer look at Adrian's face, said it was okay.
'Ugh. Look at this.'
Carl Lindbergh wanted to say something to Lulu, who was clearly looking inside, but held back.
"Your Highness is busy with other things. I don't want to bother you."
Carl gave an eye smile resembling a laugh emoji.
"It is cumbersome. It is an honour. Please come with Her Highness tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Lulu laughed as well, saying that the seeds didn't work.
Adrian's intuition suddenly activated on the faces of the two, who looked somewhat similar.
Carl Lindbergh may be overlapping some aspects of Lulu with his real sister.
'My poor little brother. You don't even know your parents' faces.>
Adrian lifted the knife's jaws and held it against him.
"Don't make secrets from me. Carl Lindbergh."
"It's not like it's a secret."
'lie.'
Adrian put his lips on Carl's hesitant lips and then let out a snort.
Lulu opened her mouth as if her jaw would fall out and looked at Adrian and Carl Lindbergh alternately. Carl's face was as red as a burning persimmon.
It wasn't enough that Adrian was openly jealous of me, so a strange desire arose in Lulu's heart when she witnessed 'real Viel' for the first time.
It wouldn't hurt to go crazy about Carl Lindbergh and Adrian like you did about Adrian and Belfrey.
It was clear that the character Carl Lindbergh was no longer a villain, and in terms of appearance, he was a better match than Belfry Hendrik.
'This, surprisingly, seems to be a blue chip owner?'
Lulu smiled meaningfully. Carl Lindbergh felt a little queasy, but he didn't tear himself away from Adrian.
After a while, Lulu suddenly spoke in an overly friendly voice.
"Prince, ask me anything you want to know. Even His Highness the Crown Prince. As far as I know, I will answer without lies. I have to pay for the meal too."
'Rice price'. At the familiar word, Adrian and Carl met their eyes at the same time.
'rice'
It is the most important thing to Koreans.
'Are you eating?' is an affectionate greeting, and 'let's have a meal sometime' is like a greeting to see you again.
But it was different here.
Even though they had an environment suitable for rice farming, wheat was grown, and meat and wheat were the staple food in the Empire and Lindbergh, and they never called it 'rice'.
Even in the common language of the continent, 'rice' and 'bread' were distinguished, so it was a word that was used intermittently anywhere in the south.
To Adrian, it was an unfamiliar word to the extent that he knew what 'rice price' meant while living with Carl Lindbergh.
So when the witch used the word, Carl Lindbergh's quivering eyes convinced her that the witch did not exist in this world.
Of course, that didn't mean the witch was no longer a person of interest.
Everyone around Carl Lindbergh was a person of interest to Adrian.
I thought Carl Lindbergh's attitude of jostling at just one meal was the aftermath of excessive weight management, which was a daily routine in Lindberg Castle.
However, the more I get to know Carl Lindbergh, the more I get to know him. He realized that just the act of 'eating' gave meaning and what he ate was just as important.
So Adrian cared more about Carl Lindbergh's meals than anything else.
Even on the day we had our first hit, it was to the extent that we would take care of every single meal in the middle of our hectic schedule.
Carl Lindbergh's generally bland personality was subtly sensitive on days when he ate cooked meat and bread for all three meals.
Ever since the day Carl Lindbergh fell into a drunken bin, or rather, into a drinking bathtub, Adrian, who receives reports about Carl Lindbergh's day from Marco every day, hears that Carl has been looking for something 'spicy' all day long, and ponders what 'spicy' means all night long.
The best way is to ask Carl Lindbergh outright. However, if that happened, the fact that Marco was used as a spy to receive reports on every move would be revealed, and the fact that someone else had sat inside Carl Lindbergh would also have been exposed, so it remained unknown in the end.
Adrian gave special instructions to the chef who had followed him from the imperial castle.
He was quite a gourmet to have grown up without food, and each meal was different to find food that suited his taste, which was not picky.
I still haven't been able to find 'spicy'. One day I will definitely find it.
Carl Lindbergh's feelings were enough that Adrian didn't get what he wanted.
Carl Lindbergh, who came out of the witch's room, suddenly gasped and clutched his chest.
Then, unable to hide his overwhelming expression, he held on to Adrian and suddenly burst into tears.
Adrian was agitated inwardly, but just held the sword.
"I was not alone."
Adrian bit his lower lip at the sound of Carl leaning his cheek against Adrian's chest.
"You are not alone and you are not alone now. I will never be alone."
'cause I'll always be with you
Because I will embrace you from the unknown past and go forward.
Adrian desperately grabbed the sword's back.
Even if it is blocked by a cloth, the skin that can be felt nakedly through the body temperature transmitted or the fragrance emitted is the shell of another person to the person concerned.
Everything, including the soul, belonged to Adrian Heneken now.
I didn't want to be taken away, and I couldn't be taken away.
"huh."
Carl, who seemed to have read Adrian's heart, smiled softly with watery eyes.
Adrian, who smiled bitterly at his own body reacting to his gruesome appearance, took Carl Lindberg and headed straight to the banquet hall.
Carl Lindbergh invited Lulu to have dinner with her, but Lulu unexpectedly refused.
'I feel sick when I eat with someone who is uncomfortable. And today is a day to celebrate, so I'm going to lock myself in my room.>
Carl wanted to know what the celebration was, but Adrian wouldn't let her and Carl talk anymore.
Adrian asked Carl on the way to dinner.
"Did you like the witch that much?"
When I asked playfully, holding the tip of Carl's red nose, Carl nodded.
"What is it?"
Adrian, who had guessed it but wanted to hear it directly from Carl's mouth, was going to put up with it even if he evaded it.
Carl rubbed his chin for some reason, then stopped and stared at Adrian.
"I'm going to point it out first just in case, but I don't have any feelings that would make you jealous."
Adrian giggled as he looked at the knife with both hands clenched tightly.
It seemed that stroking his beardless chin was simply a habit.
It was funny too, and I liked the idea that Adrian would naturally be jealous.
"okay. I'm not weak enough to hand you over to a girl much younger than me, so I won't be jealous."
At Adrian's answer, the knife slung his arm around Adrian's shoulder with a soft face.
"It's a nostalgic feeling. I feel like I met my real family, so I'm overwhelmed and happy."
"and?"
Adrian asked, naturally moving the knife's arm over his shoulder to his waist and wrapping his arm around the knife's shoulder.
Carl gladly responded to the friendly touch and walked side by side with Adrian.
"... ... When I couldn't get my memory back. It was like I was born alone in this world."
There were some adaptations, but for now this is the best. Carl pressed his chest lightly, feeling guilty for not being able to tell Adrian the truth.
"That doesn't mean that sister Leah isn't family. She and Marco are family to me, and she will be her family to you as well. She said at the time she was."
Adrian didn't dare to imagine, but he knew roughly what the feeling was describing.
"Especially when I was at Lindbergh. But the witch, no, the prophet named Rashida Lulu really gives me a bloody feeling. Like the outspoken attitude of not caring that I am a prince and that I am a commoner. Even the cold tone is okay. You may find it difficult to understand."
At that point, Adrian became a little sad.
It was as if Adrian wasn't the closest person to Carl Lindbergh yet.
But the regret is only now, and by the time Carl Lindbergh confides everything to himself, they will have a deep relationship. It wasn't too painful to endure for a while for that time.
Leah Lindbergh and Belfrey, who had met at the entrance to the banquet hall, were let in first, and Adrian faced the knife.
span.
The distance between him and Carl Lindbergh.
When Adrian overflows in Carl Lindbergh's deep blue eyes. Adrian took his hand.
"If being close to her makes you happy, do it. But she also goes along with her promise that she will side with me if she ever gets into a fight with me."
For a moment, Carl made a puzzled look.
"Lulu likes you the most in the world, maybe more so than me? What's the point between you and her?"
Adrian shook his head.
"Just promise me."
Carl realized that the hand he was holding was tingling.
At the same time, I knew that Adrian, while pretending to be a big crowd, conveyed his own subtle anxiety.
A strange laugh leaked out.
'You're an idiot, I can't tell you that his favorite is neither your real brother nor you.'
Even if she is not Jaeyoung, but someone else. Her favorite was still not 'Karl Lindbergh' but 'Adrian Hennecken'.
"I'll promise."
"good."
Adrian opened the banquet hall door as if he had been waiting.
Then he whispered in his ear before Carl sat down.
"You and I are family and 'lovers'. forever. Don't forget that and live."
After emphasizing 'lover' and 'lifetime' as if they had put exclamation marks on them, Adrian, who returned to the dignified appearance of the prince as if he had never done so, sat next to the knife and raised his fork.
Carl Lindbergh, who was dumbfounded for a moment, couldn't help but laugh.
Adrian Henneken. why are you so cute
Belfrey twitched her lips at the two of them whispering toasting peanuts among themselves, holding hands tight like children.
Leah gulped down the soup without paying any attention.
Warmth lingered on the table of the four, where the fireplace was burning instead of magic stones, and then left.
* * *
Another few days passed like that.
Leah Lindbergh seemed to have decided to visit the nobles herself instead of gathering them at the royal capital.
The reason for this was to meet the people who lived there face-to-face if possible and ask them in detail about the past.
Carl was worried at first.
However, Leah was strong, and once the people who would support her were decided, Carl couldn't help it either.
It was to rebuild Lindberg with her own hands, which was built by a goddess loved by humans and ruined by Leia's ancestors for generations. Like a master craftsman who chooses the cornerstone before erecting a building, she looked spleen.
She seemed quite excited about putting her own two feet on this land and meeting her people.
Carl Lindbergh understood Leah's feelings after being imprisoned like a bird in a cage for 20 years and hoped that she would come back safely.
Carl was even more relieved when Adrian Hennecken agreed to spend the rest of the day with Leah Lindbergh until he left for the frontier.
As far as he knew, Adrian Henneken's side was the safest place.
In the end, Carl, Belfry, and Lulu remained in Lindberg Castle.
Naturally, Adrian was displeased and tried to see if he could take the knife with him.
Adrian left alone, or with others, because Carl had grown-up persuaded him that he couldn't always stick around because of the different roles he played.
Hoping to come back as soon as possible.