Chapter 73: Change?


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    Two days later, the promised day came. Sigren was waiting in front of Heilon Mansion. ?


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    I looked at him curiously. “How did you get out?”?


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    “What does that mean?”?


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    “Well, the members of the imperial family usually escape through a secret passage they made secretly, don’t they?”?


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    It was like that in novels and movies. ?


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    Sigren has an amazed expression on his face.?


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    “There is a clear entrance, why bother?”?


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    Yeah, that’s right. I guess the reality was different. ?


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    I grabbed Sigren’s clothes and pulled him with a shamed face. ?


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    “Let’s go.”?


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    As we moved, I looked around quietly.?


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    Sigren patted my head. “What are you thinking about this time?”?


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    “Usually, there is something like a secret escort on the outing of the royal family, so I’m wondering if there is one.”?


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    “Why would I take them around?”?


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    He was really a non-romanticism guy.?


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    “What about your knights?”?


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    “They will be resting.”?


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    It was a really bland response.?


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    “You look like you’re not having fun. If I were to take the other guys with us, we wouldn’t be playing.”?


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    “That’s true but…”?


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    Well, that didn’t matter. It was probably a good thing.?


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    We then rode a carriage and went to the front of the night market. Horses and carriages were prohibited inside. ?


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    Sigren wore a hood.?


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    It was night, so I was not worried about my appearance, but I was wondering if anyone would recognize me. ?


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    The market area was well organized. Tent stalls were spread out on both sides of the street, and people were actively walking in the middle. A regular arrangement of lanterns between the stalls lit up the night. ?


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    “It’s bigger than I thought.”?


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    “Yeah.”?


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    There were a lot of people. In order to not fall, I held Sigren’s hand. At the same time, Sigren flinched. I looked at him curiously. ?


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    “What?”?


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    “….”?


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    “Should I not hold it?”?


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    Sigren sighed. ?


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    “It’s not like that.”?


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    Then he pulled my hand tighter. Thanks to this, I was able to walk more comfortably. ?


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    I asked while following him, “It’s something I did when we were  children, is it not good?”?


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    I used to walk around holding his hands. Now that we are both adults, it could be uncomfortable. After all, childhood friends of the opposite sex often have a subtle line.?


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    “Holding your hand is not the problem, Fiona.” He handed me a fruit juice while saying that. He had just bought it from a stall. ?


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    “I am the problem.”?


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    “….”?


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    What did that mean? ?


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    With that thought in mind, I sipped the juice. ?


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    “Delicious.”?


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    “Because it’s made from the fruit you used to complain that it could not grow in Heilon.”?


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    “Really?”?


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    Indeed, the male protagonist. Their abilities couldn’t be compared with those of ordinary people. His memory was really awesome.?


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    “I forgot.”?


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    Sigren shrugged his shoulders. ?


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    “I remembered.”?


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    What did that mean? Did he mean I have a bad memory??


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    “Let’s go.”?


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    Before I could say anything, Sigren led the way. ?


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    After drinking juice for a while, I gradually remembered the topic we were just talking about,?


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    “Right, Sigren. What do you mean you’re the problem?”?


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    Sigren turned his head slightly.?


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    “I’ll tell you about that later.”?


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    “When?”?


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    “Today, when we part.”?


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    Why would he tell me when we part??


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    I couldn’t figure out why.?


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    Sigren raised the corners of his lips obliquely. It was an unfamiliar, subtle smile.?


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    ***?


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    Shockingly, I felt like my face matched the capital’s taste in beauty. Why did I suddenly think this? It was because I heard one particular sentence often while walking around the night market today.?


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    “Young Lady, are you alone? Then, here…”?


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    “My partner is behind me.”?


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    “Huh? aack—!”?


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    Sigren shoved the young man who had just flirted with me with his annoyed face. ?


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    The man stepped back quickly.?


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    “Wow.”?


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    Hearing my exclamation, Sigren looked dissatisfied. ?


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    “You look happy.”?


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    I smiled happily and ruffled my hair back.?


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    “Of course. Surprisingly, my face must be in line with the capital’s taste in beauty.”?


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    “….” ?


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    Sure enough, when Sigren fell behind, some men came up to me. I have the power to punish my opponent if they were to try to do something bad, so I was just observing this strange phenomenon with ease. Not with the lightning, of course, because why would I? They were just trying to pick me up. ?


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    “But, I’m not having fun.”?


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    Well, I saw that. Because Sigren kept driving them all away. ?


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    “You don’t have to worry too much about me. I could kick them out when they’re too aggressive.”?


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    Sigren squinted his eyes, then he pulled my hood, covering my head.?


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    “You can use this too.”?


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    “No one recognizes my face here. Besides, it’s stuffy.”?


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    I grunted and pulled off the hood.?


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    “….”?


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    Sigren finally gave up putting the hood on me. ?


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    “Forget it. I’ll just walk very close to you.”?


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    I laughed briefly.?


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    “Don’t be so hard on me. It’s been a long time since I came to the night market. Besides, you, too, were caught by the girls.”?


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    Sigren replied nonchalantly. “And I came to you right away.”?


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    I giggled and joked. “There is no need for that. Who knows if the prince who sneaks out to see the night market would fall in love with a commoner girl at first sight?”?


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    It was such a great romance. ?


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    Sigren looked at me with disapproving eyes while smiling. ?


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    “Forget it. There’s no way that’s possible. It’s a love with a difference in status.”?


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    Ah. ?


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    I closed my mouth. ?


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    Sigren’s mother was a commoner, and she was the emperor’s one-night companion. And the emperor didn’t care whether she gave birth to Sigren, or even died. ?


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    “Sorry.”?


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    Sigren shook his head. “I think I understand roughly why you’re apologizing, but honestly you don’t have to.”?


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    “Still.”?


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    “You sometimes treat me too carefully. As I’ve said before, I’m no longer a wounded kid.”?


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    Yeah, he was not a kid. ?


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    I fiddled with Sigren’s hand unintentionally while lost in thought. I could feel his callused, rough skin from holding the sword for a long time. ?


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    Sigren paused.?


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    “Fiona.”?


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    “Hmm?”?


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    “No, forget it.”?


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    Then he grabbed my hand tightly. ?


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    Because the gap was gone, I could no longer fiddle with Sigren’s hand. ?


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    “In Heilon, I’ve always dragged you like this…”?


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    Hearing my murmur, Sigren grinned. “Yeah, you dragged me around very recklessly.”?


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    The reason, of course, was for Sigren’s proper emotional development… right??


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    Although it was the same in the past, it was also very different from before. It was a really new feeling. ?


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    At that moment, I looked up at Sigren’s back, which was much larger than before.