Chapter 241 – Angela) Me and Him and Lemon Pound Cake (1)

Chapter 241: Me, Him, and Lemon Pound Cake (1)

〈 This episode is from Angela’s point of view〉

“… Thank you for your hospitality.
I’ll just go.”

“I also enjoyed it.
Come hang out anytime.”

“… Thank you.”

Flutter.

As I left Nene’s tent, my steps were strangely light.
I’m not sure why.
Maybe because I confided in you, or because I looked back on my own heart.
Usually in this case it’s both.
It’s the first time I’ve met Nene, but she was really like an older sister.
Something playful, yet elegant.
Like a girl, yet mature.
Sweet yet mature.
Such an unknown feeling.
Oh my god.
That man once hypnotized his lord!
Just looking at your image, I thought you weren’t the type to deal with power privately.
Love really has the power to change its color!

Tumble.

I walk while thinking about the conversation with Nene-sama.
As I was unconsciously walking, I came to the wrong place without realizing it.
So meeting him was a perfect coincidence.

“… In preparation for a night raid, deploy the rearguard here.
Are there enough torches?”

“I prepared in advance and prepared enough.
At the bottom of the mountain, light a pine tree fire and secure the view…”

Stop.

He was walking while talking to Duke Dupre.
Camus Franz.

“!”

“Ah, isn’t that Sir Angela?
What’s up late at night?”

Camus froze, and Duke Dupre spoke to me.
What should I say…

If it was like usual, I would have just bowed and passed right by.

But now my mind is restless.
Because of the conversation I had with you.
Because of his hospital gown and the bandage on his right hand.
And because of his appearance, unlike Duke Dupre, who roamed around without an escort.

Is it because of that?
Unknowingly, the color of my actions changed.

“I have come to escort my lord.”

Lie.
It’s just a coincidence.

“!!!”

“Oh, is that so?
Also a guardian knight.
The overnight camp inspection is over, so please take care of it.
Our Sang Sang-gun vehemently rejected my escort.”

“Kuhm!
Sir Angela.
It’s okay
I usually like to travel alone…”

“Let’s go together, lord.”

“?!?!”

He cut off the hesitant Camus and took the lead at once.
He rolled his eyes and told me to follow him quickly, and he followed me.
Duke Dupre’s chuckle and laughter can be heard from behind.

It’s unpleasant.
It’s not like that.

Jerk, jerk.
Tumble.

… You must be feeling unwell.
The gait is slightly slower than usual.

“Why are you refusing an escort?
Not feeling well.”

“Huh? Ah yes.
That’s what it means, uh
Ooh, isn’t it inside our campsite?
There are many torches, there are eyes that see…
Haha, so I just tried to walk around lightly.”

A raised tone of voice with deliberately exaggerated gestures.
Walking with me is so awkward that I feel like dying.
Actually me too
Like this Demonic hypnotist who indulged my body and tricked me.
… Joy.

Dub-beok-beok-beok-beok-beok-beok.
Jerk, jerk.

Stop.

I had too many thoughts, so I got ahead of him and abandoned him.
Is this what you call an escort?
Chet.
Stop and wait a minute

“Oh, thank you.
Haha, my body hurts from the burns.”

“Then why did the camp inspection come out?
I will go in and rest.”

“Uh? Ah, ah, that, that Stella too forced herself to fall asleep.
Haha… !”

That forced laugh from earlier is really annoying.
I’m annoyed.
Strangely.

Jerk, jerk.

He runs lightly and approaches me, who is standing still.

“Don’t run.
Are there any burns on the soles of your feet?”

“Uh? Uh. Fortunately.
It’s on the inside of my thigh, so it’s a little slim.”

“What about the medicine?”

“Ah, I reapplied the one Marie gave me.”

Number of animals.
Even when hypnotized, she called me by a nickname.
Maybe it’s because of the name.

I was also called ‘Angie’ except when I was little.
My father called
… Heh, it doesn’t matter
I don’t care what a guy like that calls me.

When he approached me when I stopped, I unknowingly put it in his mouth.

“Why did you do that?”

“Uh? What?”

Oops.
Are there people around?

A quiet night camp.
Except for the sentries, everyone is sleeping.
Then you can lower your voice and ask.

Tumble, Tumble.
Jerk, jerk.

“The work of restoring the honor of Alex Valentine.”

I don’t call him father on purpose.
Knights do not take care of this desire.
I didn’t use demons, I wanted to regain my father’s honor through my activities.

“… Didn’t you say the reason at the meeting earlier?”

“Why you suggested.
Wouldn’t that be all?”

For no reason, the words come out sharp.
Now comes the half horse.

“Is it because of me?”

“Uh. For you.”

Stop. Slap!

“I never asked for it.”

“Doesn’t care.
I did it because I liked it.”

“I care.”

“I guess so.
It’s your father’s honor.
To restore his father’s honor and his father’s knights.
Wasn’t that your goal?”

“Did you steal it knowingly?
I was going to do it myself!”

“Can’t I do that?
My girl’s father’s honor, can’t I get it back?”

“My… Female?”

“Sorry.
The wish of the woman I like and love.
Can’t you listen?
Even I am a party to the Belseburg Peace Agreement.
Is it not possible?”

“…”

“A knight among knights who promised me peace.
Enemies, but it was great.
If his honor is tarnished, what am I to fight against him and make a pact with?”

“… I didn’t mean to point out how.
Sorry.
You got help, but you acted harsh.”

“?!”

He is surprised by my apology.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

“?!?!”

Approach him and lift the patient’s gown.

Swoop.

His side exposed.
A large scar across the side.

“…”

“I heard that my father made this scar.”

“Okay.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“I didn’t want to emphasize that I had an adversarial relationship with your father.”

“Why?”

“It’s not something to brag about not having a good relationship with the reserve craftsman.
It’s because I’ve been through it.
I just wanted to say nice things to my girl’s family.”

“I heard you talked well during the peace treaty?”

“Even before that, I didn’t want to talk about the fight.”

“Do I look that narrow-minded?”

“No.
A certain woman hates touching her deceased father.
I’m a bit cautious.
It cut me.”

The Demon Princess, Rumika Theresia Bernstein.
It must be her

“Are you busy?”

“Huh?”

Of course, he must have thought well of going back to his barracks.
Can’t be busy

“… Would you like to walk?”

“Okay.”

Tumble, Tumble.
Jerk, jerk.

Walk side by side, matching his stride and speed.
If anyone sees it, it’s not an escort, it’s a date… At a distance seen as .

Striking, stinging.

Near the camp where you can hear the bugs.
There is a creek where you can get water.
There is a puddle like a small lake because the water of the stream is collected.
A small waterfall, a small lake.
The day I first met him, like the lake on a moonlit night where we were side by side.
It is blue, and it shines coldly.

Fluff.

He sits on the soft floor.
I’m standing right next to him.
Just like the day we first met.

“Did you fight a lot with your father? “

“Huh? Ah. It did.
We met a lot when we were battalion commanders.”

“Was that scar from that time?”

“Okay.
I rode a horse and exchanged workshops, but before I knew it, it fell to the ground.
Are you good at horseback riding?”

“You always boasted that your vehicle handling skills are the best in the world.
Because horseback martial arts are my specialty.”

My heart is proud of my father’s praise.
My father who is always proud of me.
The goal I longed for and was trying to reach.

“That’s right.
In fact, several times.
Either I lose or the unit I belong to loses.
I only beat him once.”

“Battle of Belzeburg.”

“Okay.”

“I see.
You and your father
The bad relationship was deep.
Just like me now.”

“Yes.”

Striking, stinging.

The sound of grass insects in summer.
A small lake illuminated by the blue moonlight.
We watch them side by side.
Just like the day we first met.
Moderately away.
A little awkward
As I speak
Don’t answer me

Striking, stinging.

You just have to send the patient in and go to sleep.
Then it will work.
Why did you come all the way here to talk to me?
Like the day we first met, do you have a crush on me?
… No no no no no no no.
It can’t be, it can’t be
It can’t be like that, it can’t be like that.

“Hey.”

“Huh.”

“Did I tell you why I like lemon pound cake?”

“No.”

Unbeknownst to me, the words I had stored are slowly released.
Standing next to this demonic man, unnecessary words come out easily.
Just like the day we first met.

“My father gave it to me.”

“I see.”

“Exactly what you gave me.”

“Huh?”

He looks around with interest.
I look up to see me standing there.
I also slightly turn my head to face you.

“You gave it.
Lemon pound cake.”

“Uh? Did you?”

By him who can’t remember, he brings up a story from the past for a while.

* * *

Childhood.

[I want to be a great knight like my dad!
My dad is the oldest in the world!!]

[Ahahahahahahahaha!!
Honey, our Angie will be a knight!]

[Oh, that tomboy.
Growing up as a daughter of an aristocratic family, I have no intention of becoming a lady!]

Since I was little, I liked holding a wooden sword more than a flower ring.
He was a troublemaker who had been waiting for the day he and his father would fly on a griffon.
Dad was always on the battlefield.
So the day my dad comes home is the day I spend with him all day.

[Beth, I think it will be a big fight this time.
Take care of Angie.]

[What’s going on?]

[The demon king’s army is conducting a corps union operation for some reason.]

[Oh, then, isn’t it coming on a much larger scale?!]

[Well, it’s not a big deal because the Demon King’s army won’t match.
The problem is different.
There is no information about the newly appointed commander of the Demon King’s army.
They’re advancing at a very fast pace.
I’ll fly first as a Royal Griffon Rider, occupy the high ground, and wait.
The other generals have already arrived.
Angie, stay home with her mother.]

Dad headed to the battlefield in such a hurry.
The news that followed was shocking.

[Our army was defeated at Belzeburg!!]

[Tens of thousands of Amitie troops and about 10,000 auxiliary soldiers were captured intact!]

Dad, what about you?!

[Sir Alex Valentine has surrendered!]

[No, Sir Alex isn’t an air force?
How did you get caught?]

[I was trying to cover the retreating allies at the end, but I was counterattacked!
A demon wearing an iron mask, not an ordinary resourceful!]

[What are you doing?]

[I don’t know. I heard that this is the first time he wears an iron mask!]

That’s how the iron mask corps leader’s debut match and his father’s final battle ended.
Her mom almost cried out loud.
Then she frantically takes her valuables.

[This and this. This too.
Take all the boxes over there.]

[Mom, why is this?]

[Let’s bring it to the demon lord and get her father. Huh?]

[Oh, madam!
Calm down!
If you go to the cruel Demon King, even the mistress and mistress will be captured!]

[Yes!
The demon king army never takes prisoners!
Didn’t you hear what Genocider Khan said?!
Kill all living things so that there is no sound of birds!
Isn’t it said that there are berserkers in the invasion force of the demon king?!!
I’ll probably kill them all!]

[Then, are you saying that I should just watch my husband until the demon lord kills him?!
Angie, you stay here.
I don’t go
Butler, take care of Angie.]

[Mom, I want to go too! Mom!]

[Angie. It’s too dangerous for you to go.
If something happens to me, you must inherit the Valentine family.
Butler, hurry and bring Angie in.]

[Lady! It’s too dangerous for the madam to go!
Rather I… !]

After arguing so much, we finally set off together.
Me, my mom, and my butler.
The family would be ruined if we died, but no one made any concessions.
Dad was that kind of person to us.
The person who seems like the sky would fall without them.
The most precious thing in the world.
Leaving the familiar mansion, the carriage running to Belzeburg was full of nervousness.