32 – Drug Lady (3)

After hearing the news that Syria had arrived, I got ready and headed to the reception room.

I haven’t yet heard the purpose of her visit, but I had a rough guess.

There were rumors that she would be talking about getting married with one of the guard knights, and the fact that she had joined the guard knights for the first time.

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No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like I was the target of the conversation, but it was still difficult to understand.

Why me? Could it be that he really recognized his identity?

It was also strange that I suddenly came there alone. In the first place, it seemed unlikely that Duke Ceramide would have allowed marriage with a knight who was a commoner.

Whatever it was, we had no choice but to meet and talk.

smart-

“It’s Beryl.”

I knocked on the door of the living room where Syria was waiting.

But there was no answer from inside for a long time. I definitely felt like I was popular.

I’m sure he’s not under the influence of drugs in there either.

After thinking for a moment, I slowly opened the unlocked door and entered the living room.

“ah… “Princess?”

When I opened the door, the first thing that caught my eye was Yuna standing in an awkward position.

“Well, it’s late. “Are you never on time?”

“I’m sorry, princess.”

He came as soon as I called him.

It was a strange situation for Yuna to be here in the first place, but she didn’t bother to mention it.

“I heard that the princess called you. “I am Beryl, the 4th princess’s bodyguard.”

Instead, I turned my gaze away from Yuna and spoke to Syria, who was sitting on a chair with a strange smile.

She definitely looked sane compared to when I met her before while she was drunk.

However, unlike 10 years ago, she looked as skinny as Yuna, and her slightly dilated pupils and deep dark circles made her rumors come true.

“Please sit down first. Beryl.”

“yes.”

Syria still didn’t say anything, and Yuna invited me to sit down.

I don’t know why Yuna stayed and didn’t leave, but I still didn’t ask.

Because I didn’t want this situation to prolong for no reason. I didn’t know when I would be able to get out of this place if I talked to Yuna.

“So, princess, what happened…?” ”

“… ”

I asked again, but Syria still didn’t answer and just looked at me.

Although Syria has changed a lot, its beauty remains the same.

In addition to her desolate appearance, she had a beauty that could easily be called decadent.

Of course, most people who know her true identity would not think of her as a decadent beauty.

Even though it has such beauty, people who know the rumors about the drug queen will not see Syria as just beautiful.

“that… ”

“you. “Marry me.”

“… yes?”

After waiting for her answer for a long time, I was about to open my mouth again.

The answer Syria gave was as expected.

“May I ask why?”

“Because I liked it. I’ll make you feel good. let’s get married.”

It makes me feel good. I don’t want to have that experience.

I don’t know why she suddenly suggested this to me, but it wasn’t all that bad.

No matter what, I needed to get closer to her.

“Try to ignore this crazy b*tch’s bullsh*t. “There is no way the duke would allow me to marry a commoner knight like you.”

“That’s true, but… ”

As expected, it seemed to have happened without the duke’s consent.

Even in this state, she was the only heir to the dukedom.

There was no way that cold-hearted duke would allow his daughter to marry a knight who was a commoner.

Even if they allow it, they will only allow someone who is likely to be able to continue the family as their son-in-law.

“I am grateful, Princess. “I don’t think it’s something I can talk about easily.”

“Did you hear? Get out of here now, Syria. “I don’t have any more time to waste on b*tches like you.”

It was an unfortunate opportunity, but I couldn’t blindly approach her like this. It’s not clear what her purpose is.

Since we had made up our minds for now, it wasn’t a bad idea to look for the next opportunity.

Above all, it was difficult to divide the relationship over the topic of marriage, which went beyond the level and did not have the duke’s permission.

“Hmm… “

“Get out of here, Syria. “Go and get some medicine.”

“If the… What if your father gave you permission? “Then will you marry me?”

“Syria, what are you saying… ?”

Syria rests her chin and smiles mischievously.

She was smiling shamelessly and did not leave despite Yuuna’s criticism, and took out a piece of paper from her pocket.

“This… ?”

It was a letter sealed with the seal of the Ceramide family.

A letter fell in front of me, so I opened it carefully.

“… !”

“Give it to me, Beryl. What is this… ”

It was a short letter that could be read at a glance. However, the content was clear.

As soon as I finished reading the contents, Yuna snatched the letter from my hands.

“what… ?”

Allows Syrians to marry of their choice. No matter who it is. That was the content.

Seeing that it even had the duke’s handwritten signature on it, it didn’t seem like it was a forgery.

In other words, it meant that even the duke really accepted Syria’s deterrence. I don’t know why.

“If you have any doubts, you can ask your father directly. This is the consent form I received directly from my father. So get out now. Yuna. “Don’t disturb me.”

“Why on earth is the duke…” ”

Yuuna held up the consent form and her hands were shaking as if she couldn’t believe it.

I, too, couldn’t believe it. Because the Duke I remember wasn’t that kind of person.

Has there been any change in the meantime?

“then… “I accept it.”

“Are you crazy?”

I made a decision quickly.

If there were no other problems, this would have been okay.

Yuna got angry at my answer and stood up.

I don’t really understand why she keeps meddling, but I think it’s probably because she doesn’t have a good relationship with Syria.

It may be that Syria is unwilling to do what it wants.

“… However, there is a condition.”

“… ?”

“you… ”

However, I really had no intention of getting married this obediently.

If you marry like this, you will only end up being dragged into Syria.

“The princess is addicted. If you stop taking all those medicines, then I will marry the princess. “I promise.”

“to… ”

At my answer, Syria’s expression, which had been smiling goofily throughout the conversation, momentarily hardened.

At worst, it could have seemed like he was angry, but it could also be seen that he had briefly regained his sanity.

“I am also willing to help the princess get off her medication. However, if not, I have no intention of accepting this offer.”

Syria and Yuna both looked at me with stupid expressions.

I guess he never thought that someone like me would dare say something like this.

There was no change in my thoughts. All plans were useless if she remained drugged.

“Well, I think the story is over, so I’ll return now. “Princess, please contact me again when you make a decision.”

I stood up without hesitation.

Because doing so would lead the story to an advantage.

After saying hello to Yuuna and Syria in turn, I walked out of the living room with steady steps.

***

After Syria left, Yuna huffed and called Beryl again.

I was planning on accompanying him on the afternoon schedule anyway. But there was another reason for calling him now.

“I will accept it. “It’s crazy.”

Beryl, who said she would accept Syria’s marriage talks despite putting conditions on it, did not like it.

Even if Syria couldn’t stop taking the medication and ended up having no marriage talks, it meant that he didn’t like the fact that he made such a statement.

Even Yuna couldn’t figure out why she felt this way.

However, the thought of him marrying Syria made me so angry that I couldn’t even think about it.

A slightly different emotion than anger. It was a strange feeling that pounded my chest.

-Did you call me, princess?

Not long after, Beryl comes to visit.

Beryl was excited to train to her heart’s content for the first time in a long time, but when Yuuna called her, she couldn’t do that and just ran.

Although he was a little dissatisfied, he didn’t show it in front of Yuna.

“Come on in.”

“Did you call me, princess?”

“I have a place to visit this afternoon. Please take turns.”

“All right.”

Beryl changed duties without saying a word.

I was now used to being escorted in when it wasn’t the right time.

“I will take you there.”

After completing her shift, Beryl quickly reappeared.

There was a delay due to Syria, so we had to leave quickly, but strangely, Yuna didn’t lose her footing.

“… you. “Are you crazy?”

“… “Which one are you talking about?”

“What happened in Syria? Are you serious about getting married now? Even though you know full well what the relationship is between me and that b*tch?”

It was a childish complaint.

But once the words started coming out of my mouth, I couldn’t think of stopping them.

Yuna herself knew that it was undignified to speak like this, but strangely, being in front of that expressionless person made her emotions become even more intense.

“… But I was not in a position to dare refuse the offer. As you know, I am just a knight from an orphan.”

“Even so… ! He said that while I was looking right in front of him. “Without a change in expression.”

Even as Yuna spoke, she was aware that she was not doing the right thing.

No matter how much he was an escort, he had no right to invade his private life.

In the first place, arbitrarily changing duties like this was also against the principles of the Knights.

Everything was unreasonable, but I may have gotten used to Beryl accepting that unreasonableness.

“I apologize if you were offended. But for me, it was the best decision I could have made. “I don’t think the princess will be able to stop taking medicine anyway.”

“What does that mean?”

“It was a euphemistic refusal. Since the princess will not be able to stop taking medicine anyway, there is no need for her to get married. “Don’t you know better how seriously drugged the princess is?”

It was a lie. Beryl was determined to cure her addiction at any cost.

In fact, marriage was something I had to think about again, but as I just said, I had no intention of completely leaving Syria.

“I see, I see. Even so, it’s unpleasant.”

However, Yuuna quite liked Beryl’s answer.

Because he spoke as if he had no interest in Syria at all.

For some reason, I felt good about the fact that he had no interest in Syria.

“May I ask you one thing, princess?”

“Please do so.”

“Are you jealous right now?”

“W-what are you talking about?”

“jealousy. That is. “It seems like the princess doesn’t want me to marry her.”

“Well, it’s not jealousy, I just don’t like that b*tch. “What kind of unpleasant imagination are you having?”

“sorry. Please forget it.”

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It was Yuna who was unusually enthusiastic.

That too is jealousy. It was impossible.

He was just a guard, and Yuna could have killed such an insignificant being at any time.

It didn’t make sense that feelings of jealousy would arise because of such a being.

It’s just because I didn’t like the way Syria was installed. Yuna thought so.

“then. “I will take you there.”

In fact, if it were a normal Yuna, she would have killed the escort driver who said such a rude thing right away, but she couldn’t.

No, I didn’t. Because he was his own sword.

Because it was a sword that swore loyalty to make her queen.

He couldn’t easily kill the few people who knew his secret.

“Princess.”

“What is it?”

“In my eyes, the princess is even more beautiful. So don’t worry.”

I don’t know when I’ll be able to get such an excellent sword again.

Because he is someone who can help her become queen, even just a little bit.

“Are you crazy? Well, what are you worried about? “Please shut your mouth.”

Yuuna really thought that way.

He is simply an existence of necessity.

“joy… ”

As she walked ahead of Beryl, her ears were turning red for some reason.

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