Chapter 534 – #112_The Ordeal (3)

#534

One.
Enjoyable dinner time.
Siwoo put the pile of food on the plate in front of him.

“Thank you for giving us our daily bread.”
“OK.”

Rurue is strange.
Of course, the word “Strange” Might not sound special to you, as Leruye, who has been watching, has always been eccentric.
Obviously weird
It was to the point that Siwoo, who was busy organizing the realizations he had gained from today’s duel, immediately noticed the change.

From the point of completion of her ordeal, she gently closes her eyes and twirls her fingers on her temples, as if lost in her thoughts or as if in agony.
She asked, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, when L’ruhe, who had a voracious appetite, began to nibble on her crayfish.

“Your majesty.”
“Why?”
“What are you doing?”

Leruye, who was thinking about her other things, raised her blue eyes and took a look at Siu, revealing an incomprehensible and complex gaze.

“No.”
“Okay. I’m sorry to ask you something.”
“…….”

If there’s something I want to say, I’ll say it, otherwise I won’t.
In fact, Siwoo was eager to finish his meal as soon as possible and study magic.

However, after breaking her silence, Lruhe suddenly asked a question.
Leruet, with his eyes fixed on her plate, spoke her words with only her lips parting slightly.

“Are you not afraid of fighting?”
“A fight?”
“Haven’t you tried five times today? Did you see the odds?”
“No. It broke badly all five times. I was surprised that it was much more difficult than expected.”

She smiled wryly, but before she knew it, Leruye was looking at her rather seriously.

“Then why did you keep trying?”

The meaning of the question was unknown, but it was a serious atmosphere that had never been seen before.
Wouldn’t it be nice to sneakily mix flattery here?
She conveyed a bit of candy coating that she had been able to speak naturally through her slave life.

“Your Majesty did not give up and continued the ordeal. I, too, wanted to imitate His Majesty.”

And at that moment, Leruhe’s expression became distorted.
Even if you try hard to pretend to be calm in order to preserve her dignity, it will not be restored.
Siu watched carefully.

Her intense emotions were immediately revealed, and Siu noticed what her passion was in her.
Shame.
Shame.

Lerouet shouted, slamming her table with her fists.

“Shut up! What do you guys like know about talking nonsense?”

Even when he killed Foreign Minister Lakenlaken, he wasn’t that angry.
I don’t know what it is, but it seems to have touched the reverse.

“Sorry.”

Siu immediately bowed his head and apologized.
In fact, she has very little of her magic right now.

Since he just finished the ordeal, it will be 10% or less, and Siwoo can still recover his magical power through repeated amplification a few times.

It was foolish, however, to plot treason.
Doesn’t she still have three more familiars?
If there are three guys like the Kraken, it will be difficult to predict her odds even if Siwoo is in perfect condition.

Also, even if it wasn’t like that, he wasn’t willing to choose betrayal in the midst of building a relationship of trust.

“…….”

Leruhe bit his trembling lips tightly, then put down the knife and fork and quickly disappeared.

“It’s a big deal….”

I don’t know what it is, but I think I hated it this time.

2.
Leruye was furious.

This is the third time I’ve been angry about it.
The first responded with a display of skill, and the second graciously went over to his flattery in an effort to appease his wrath.

But this time, the anger never subsided.
This time, it was because the target of anger was not Shin Si-woo, but Leruhe himself.

Shin Si-woo, who was frightened in front of the cradle of dreams.
It was clear from the look of it that he was killed inside.

When I first saw it, Leruye took it for granted.

Just like you can lift something a little scarier than yesterday if you do it repeatedly.
As he sings, he can reliably produce a slightly higher pitched note than yesterday.

‘Exceeding one’s limits’ is not a very difficult mantra.

Anyone can do it without difficulty with a little effort and persistence.

However, it is different from the ‘self’ you face in the cradle of dreams.
An alter ego that unlocks all its potential becomes a high wall that no one dares to climb.

It’s to the point that anyone who faces it will lose their motivation.
However, he recovered his magic without delay and challenged the trials one after another.

Wake up, think hard for a while, then go back in.
I wake up after failing, and as soon as I get myself together, I go back in.
It was the appearance of a challenger endlessly re-challenging a difficult boss in a video game.

Just like Rruye did in the past.

Leruye read the traces of her past self behind him, who was engrossed in her infinitely serious eyes, not her clumsy bravado or show, and felt her face heat up.
He was busy hiding it as a burning shame spread through his chest, like gastric juices regurgitating.

“…….”

This is because Leruye was not concentrating on the ordeal at all.

The first year after succession was not.

Just like Siwoo did today, Leruye enthusiastically participated in the trials and even set up a countermeasure team on board to continue heated tactical meetings and discussions.

However….
Not anymore.

A gap that cannot be narrowed no matter how hard you try.
The pain that did not go away even if he screamed and the terrible barrier that he could not overcome even if he struggled with his arms and legs, took away his will.

Now, when she enters her ordeal, she runs straight to her edge.

She wakes up after frantically running away from the fearsome ‘Leruhe’ chasing after her.

Then, he is busy rationalizing that “We are not ready yet.”
It doesn’t stop there, and I think to myself, ‘It’s not an escape, it’s a step back for perfect preparation’.
She’s not enough of that, she’s been constantly looking for trials once a month, and she’s been lying to herself, saying, ‘I’m not giving up on my duty,’ or ‘I’m working hard.’

She did that until she no longer felt ashamed of herself.

“Actually…. No more…. On the subject of doing nothing….”

Unexpectedly, humans are surprisingly good at self-justification.

However, looking at him today, Leruye felt that her superficial deception was peeling away.
That was hundreds of times more disgraceful than having your clothes torn off.

Leruhe was stuck in the movie theater, lying on the sofa and curling up like a bean worm.

Why did the master leave such a harsh ordeal behind?
As a teacher who was persecuted by Keter, lived in hiding, and had enemies in all directions, Lruët thought it was pointless even though he knew it was natural.

That time when I felt like I was about to burst into tears.

“Your majesty.”

Hearing Siwoo’s voice, Leruye swallowed back her tears and jumped up as if she had never done that.
No matter how much it was, it was because I couldn’t show an ugly appearance to a slave.

“It’s still business hours, so who’s permission did you come to?”

Leruye put her hand on her waist and spread her breasts, but Siu noticed at once that she wasn’t the same as usual.
Everyone will know it when they see the red eyes and the protruding cheeks that look like tears will flow if you poke them.

“Isn’t it that the small man made a mistake? I’m here to say I’m sorry.”
“Nothing to be sorry about. Get back to work.”
“Still….”

Reason says that if it’s a proud Leruhe, she’d better be left alone.
At least there won’t be any sparks.
Still, she seldom left her feet.

It looks depressed just by looking at it, but I wanted to hear the reason.
Is there anywhere else to complain in a submarine with nothing but a familiar?

“I’m worried.”

As soon as she had finished her words, Leruye sniffed at her in surprise.

“Thing… Worry? Worried about your luggage? Why are you worried? I am Nukelavin, Lruë, the queen of the great Nukelaby kingdom….”

Leruye was very perplexed.

“Do you think Jim is weak enough to be comforted by you?”

As if she is not used to this kind of treatment, she blurts out her words, but then she shouts and takes her stand posture at Le Rue again.

Now, you don’t have to explain it, but her stand at Le Rue is the pose she takes about 50% of her day, her hands on her waist and her chest stretched out.

“…….”

Leruye, who had closed her eyes and sighed, only glanced open one of her eyes to look at Siu.
Leruet’s shoulders, which had risen with her spirit, slipped out of strength.

In the midst of her great inner conflict, she chose to continue her conversation in the end.

“Sit here.”
“Thank you.”
“The burden is not to be comforted. I am a philosopher and a perfect ruler. But let me hear what concerns you have.”

Leruye, who sat with her legs crossed, slammed the side of me and said.
She had to hold back her bitter smile as she watched Leruhe pretending to be invincible and asking for advice other than her advice.

“And…. She was not angry with you. There is nothing to be restless about.”
“Yes, I will listen.”

She also thought to herself that she might need a little more human connection.