Chapter 85
Receiving Claire's sudden question, Lapel was silent.She was overly dumb with private questions and she was offended.Do you love Annette?It was not something to talk about so easily.Especially for Claire, Annette's step-sister her.
When Rafel didn't answer, the tip of Claire's sword began to push him faster. In Deltium, she was the type commonly referred to as the 'quick sword'. It was characterized by a fierce swordsmanship that dazzled the eyes with its flamboyant trajectory and speed, and entered through gaps when the opponent's limbs became dizzy. In a word, he was not an easy enough opponent to deal with while distracted.
Rafel was pushed by her momentum and frantically swung his sword back.Once it started to dry on her face, Lapel could n't help but focus more on her sparing her.It was the first swordsman she showed in front of Annette. Be rude here. Lafel's eyes his, which were clear blue, turned to Claire.
“Okay, those eyes!”
Claire cheered and clashed her sword even harder.Lapel, who had been focused on her defense her her until now, take her her attack her with a much more aggressive attitude.She even tried to counterattack as she deflected her sword her.
Claire was also an excellent swordsman, but Lafel was literally a genius. He was really talented, and even his physique was far superior to Claire's. So if Lafel got her mind right, Claire couldn't beat him. In front of the terrifyingly powerful sword of Lapel.
But Claire still had a secret weapon left. She swung her sword wide once, causing Lapel to back away her and she turned her head. She then looked at her own husband her, who was sitting on her lawn her, like a fly in the Moonlight. Fortunately, Arjen was also staring this way while drinking tea. The moment his eyes met her, Claire gave a quick wink.
'It's now, honey!'
Clare could no longer look at her husband as Lapel's sword approached immediately.But she had enough of it.Arjen, with his good brains, would have figured out what he meant right away.
There was a deep bond between Claire and him that words couldn't describe. She trusted her own husband her, whom she had chosen. Turning her head, Claire started to focus on sparing again. Rappel's whipping attack was so powerful that it literally made her feel dizzy before her eyes her. It seemed like he was just swinging lightly, but the strength felt from the clashing swords was enormous. She caught his blows his, and each strike seemed to tear her grip her.
Rafel had no doubts about his victory her.Now he had to push Claire a little further and he could get her to surrender.His terrifyingly focused eyes his stared only at his opponent her.Tensions in Dalian reached their peak.
It was the moment when Lapel was about to strike the sword. Suddenly, a loud cry came from behind. The voice of Arjen, who had been drinking tea with Annette until just now, hit my ears urgently.
“Annette, it's dangerous!!!”
His body reacted before his head.Goosebumps ran down Rafel's spine his, and his head his swung toward it of its own accord.It was a short time, less than a second, but countless thoughts passed through my head.Fearing that something had happened to Annette.
However, Annette's appearance in her eyes was extremely intact. She had spilled some of her tea on the hem of her skirt and was wiping it over with her handkerchief. Rather, she looked more startled by Arjen's sudden shout of his. Annette's face turned this way, bewildered not knowing what she meant. And her pink eyes suddenly widened.
“Kuk!!”
At that very moment, he felt a sudden dull pain in Lafel's forearm. Her unexpectedly strong blow made her Lapel drop her sparing sword. Claire in front of her smiled and pretended to hold her own sword, and it was placed on her shoulder her. Then he flicked her fingers and teased her lapel her viciously.
“Oh, you can't lose sight of it during sparing.”
Rafel looked at her own sword, which had fallen to the floor, with her bewildered eyes her. It was the first time since adulthood that I had let go of the sword in his hand. And even that was because he was distracted during sparing! Seeing the devastated Lapel, Claire grinned at her handsome face.
“Look at that. Am I right? Even if it's love.”
Rafel looked at her Claire as if she had been hit in the back of the head. But she had already put down her sword and was running towards her own husband her. She has already confirmed everything she wanted to confirm from Rafel. Open arms, her Arjen, who put her teacup down on her and rose from her seat her, embraced her and smiled. There was an obvious affection and love between the two. Rafel looked at the scene, dumbfounded by her shocked her .
“Lapel! It's ok?”
At this time, I could feel her lovely presence beside her lapel her.She could tell who it was without even looking.Lapel,even in her shock,lowered her head and reflexively looked at her Annette.Lapel's battered forearm her with her worried eyes.
“Oh my God, it's red. I guess I'll get bruises. Aren't you sick?”
The pink eyes looking at her from under the golden eyelashes were as bright as jewels.As they met their eyes her, the sounds around her disappeared and only the sound of her own heartbeat echoed in her ears.Wherever she touched her arm, her skin her burned as if it had been burned. Even the tiny pinna of her ear that can be seen through her hair is so lovely that it cuts her heart her. How can she deny this feeling?
“Under…”
Lapel covered her own face with one of her hands her. The moment she realized it, she felt as if her emotions of her, overwhelming like a huge tidal wave, were drowning her. An unknown feeling she vaguely knew about but she wanted to turn away from. This unfamiliar feeling she wanted to deny until the end of the last.
Love was right, damn it.
Suddenly, he remembered the moment when Arjen urgently called out her name. It was obviously in the middle of the sparing, but even though it was a spur-of-the-moment situation where I was frantically clashing swords with Claire, at least that moment…… She forgot everything. He felt like he would die if he did n't check Annette's well-being her right away. The unfamiliar sensation of her own body her moving out of control. Pale without even realizing it.
“What's wrong, Lapel? It hurts a lot? How do you do this?”
Annette stomped her feet at the sight of Lapel hiding her face without her answering.At first glance, his chin she seemed to be shaking slightly.Are you grinding your teeth and enduring the pain?Annette, restless and gently stroking his forearm her, eventually turned around.
“Wait a little here. I'll go and get Eucalyptus now…….”
“No, it's okay, don't go. Stay here.”
Raffel let go of her tightly pursed lips and reached out one arm to her and hugged Annette from behind. When he looked up, his face looked very stressed. Seeing this, Annette was heartbroken. He's a proud man, but he lost to Claire right in front of his eyes her.
“You were very good, Lapel. I don't know much about swords, but you look amazing! Especially when I twist my back like this and raise my sword at an angle…….”
Annette, who gently embraced Lapel's arms her, gave him affectionate consolation, She was weak against Rafel's appearance in her, Perhaps it was because she was accustomed to comforting others from a young age.
From far away, Claire, hugging her husband by the waist, looked at Annette with a smile. Annette, who was struggling to read the lapel that was much bigger than herself, was just as lovely as a fairy. Crooked a person is he, he has no choice but to fall for Annette.
'Now that I've made you aware of my heart, my cute Annette will be a little more comfortable now, right?'
If left alone, Rafel would probably have gone a long way. Because in the first place, he was a stubborn stubborn man who couldn't be honest. It seemed to Claire that the future of Annette, who would suffer in the process, was clearly visible. So she poked at the broken lapel once.
“It is a good time. Isn't it, honey?”
At Claire's question, Arjen smiled thinly without answering. She was the one she had previously asked Annette, 'How much do you trust your husband? Coincidentally, he had just seen a new possibility in Rafel's actions his. Another one of the many futures Arjen had calculated had just opened its door.
It was a sad truth of life that good times end in the blink of an eye. Annette, who came out to see Arjen and Claire off, tilted her head. It was because Lapel, who came out first, was staring at the dandelion blooming on her floor with her unnecessarily serious eyes. His jet-black eyebrows were so delicate and manly, that he was only staring at a dandelion.
'Why is Lapel like this these days?'
Annette tilted her head. Since the last Dalian, the lapel is a bit…… It got weird. He was often immersed in his own thoughts. And he would sometimes stare at Annette like an idiot, and when she spoke to her, he jumped at her in surprise. In one word, he acted like someone who had something poked at Annette.
When I woke up in the morning on such a subject, I always crawled into the seat next to me. Thanks to her, Annette woke up in his arms her, and she used to think, 'What the hell is this?' Apparently, losing to Claire left a fairly large wound in his heart. Annette spoke carefully, trying not to touch his wounds her as much as possible.
“Lapel, are you okay?”
“… Well? Well.”
When Annette spoke to him, Lapel, who had escaped from his own thoughts, turned his head quickly. As if avoiding facing her. Thanks to this, Annette suffered a bit of a wound in her heart her today. Annette, unable to ignore Lapel's eccentricities any longer, asked seriously.
“You've been a bit strange lately, Lapel. If I…… Did I do something wrong? Why do you keep avoiding my eyes?”
“It's not like that.”
Rafel, with his arms crossed, looked the other way and replied bluntly. He had a very cold demeanor that matched his cold appearance. Annette didn't bother asking more about Lafel, who was so nasty. The one who's leaving Annette, thinking to herself, she turned his head away without saying a word.
Lapel, who glanced at this, became impatient.What he feared the most these days was Annette's expression her like that.Rafel quickly added an explanation without even realizing it.
“I'm just, I'm a little weird. Annette.”
“Yes?”