Chapter 123 – Therapy
#123.
When I left the balcony and entered the penthouse, Sergio, who was escorting me, sent me a sharp gaze. Facing wary eyes, Gaon calmly pointed towards the balcony.
“The Countess is calling.”
“… It’s cocky, but it seems capable. We will do our best in the future.”
This guy seems to get hives all over his body if he doesn’t say a single word. Seeing the guy who had once again said something intrusive enter the balcony, Gaon kicked his tongue and went outside.
When I turned the corner and went through the long hallway to the front door, I saw Chorin and Hayeon waiting at the table and chairs that Albert had brought.
Gaon greeted Hayeon, who waved at him, then went closer and spoke to Chorin.
“Chorin. Things went well. Your wife is calling for you.”
“Is that so? All right. Then let’s go Ha Yeon-ah, I’ll be back.”
“Yes, come quickly. I’m bored when I’m alone.”
“Yeah, I’ll be right back. Mr. Gaon, let’s go!”
Chorin, who greeted her Hayeon well, urged her, and Gaon led her to her balcony. Chorin, who was admiring the interiors revealed through her hallway, pouted her mouth when she saw Priscilla staring at them from her balcony.
Gaon brushed aside the jealous gaze from the side and headed for the balcony. On the other side of Chorin, Sergio glared at him.
I don’t know what the conversation was with Priscilla, but it seems that my stomach is twisted quite a bit. It was evident that he was curious about how the hell he had earned her trust.
Gaon nodded her head roughly, opened the door, and went out onto the balcony. As she got closer, Priscilla looked at Chorin and opened her mouth.
“Nice to meet you. This is Priscilla Barrymore.”
“Ah, yes! My name is Chorin Lee. … Then can I take a look right away?”
“Of course. Please.”
There were only two chairs on the balcony. Gaon nodded her head, and Chorin sat down across from Priscilla’s, her inner arms holding her hand and closing her eyes.
In fact, there is not much need for examination. She said Chorin’s ability to absorb and bestow his unique life force is great, but she doesn’t have great medical knowledge.
But she wasn’t in good shape for just a few seconds to channel her magic and finish her healing. She needed a little bit of procedure to get her faith in Priscilla.
Chorin, who had been holding her hand for about 10 minutes, exerted her mana for an instant and emitted a brilliant green light, then exhaled and opened her eyes.
“Whoa… I think I know roughly what could be the cause. Sounds like she can treat it.”
“… Are you really? The cure, is it that I can conceive a child again?”
She played as calmly as possible to protect her dignity as a countess, but Priscilla’s eyes trembled with excitement. Her hands look impatient as they are restless.
“Yes, it will take about a week, but I can definitely fix it. Don’t worry too much.”
“Oh my god… How is this… No. The first thing to do is to express thanks, right? Thank you. Thank you very much.”
Priscilla, who continued her words in her disbelief, realized that it was rude, shook her head, and cupped her hands with Chorin’s.
Chorin then stroked the back of Priscilla’s hand and smiled kindly.
“Calm down. It hasn’t been cured yet. Instead, you need a place to lie down. I can’t treat myself right now. Would it be okay?”
“Sure. I’ll treat you right away from tomorrow. I will prepare in advance.”
“I would appreciate it if you would do that. I’ll go now I am a little tired.”
Chorin wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead as if he was having a hard time. Although Gaon had told her beforehand, she really had great acting skills.
Priscilla saw her tired-looking face and let go of her hands.
“Yes, go. The rest of the story will be with Gaon-gyeong.”
“Then excuse me.”
Chorin greeted her, then turned and left her balcony. Seeing him secretly wink before leaving, Gaon smiled involuntarily.
But Priscilla, who seemed to have taken that smile in a different way, quietly opened her mouth.
“You are a beautiful person. I didn’t know that the person who was said to be her colleague was a woman. Could she be your lover?”
It seems that they noticed the emotions they were exchanging with each other from the expression on Chorin’s face. Gaon hesitated, then she answered.
“… Not a lover Not yet.”
Gaon’s words clearly indicated infidelity, but the moment the word ‘not yet’ was inserted, the meaning of the words became complicated.
Priscilla guessed the hidden meaning from the odd choice of words and spoke with a soft smile.
“Is it so? I’m surprised. The last time I saw her, I thought she was a courageous person, but she was surprisingly timid.”
“… Because it’s precious. She can’t be hurt. You have to think properly and give an answer.”
The smile washed off Priscilla’s face. She was so surprised by his words that she muttered to herself as if she was brooding and was lost in her thoughts before raising her head.
“I see. It’s because I don’t want to hurt someone precious. I don’t know what’s going on, but I hope it goes well. So can you leave now? I have something to think about. You can come back at this time tomorrow.”
“Okay, see you tomorrow then.”
I think I said a little bit wrong. Gaon thought it best to just quietly obey at such a time, so he bowed her head to Priscilla and left the balcony.
She thought it was Priscilla who was left alone.
‘I’m envious.’
Everyone wants what they don’t have. Priscilla was envious of Chorin, who was valued as much as she was.
***
“Huap!”
The blade that was swung along with spirited spirits fiercely tore through the air. The sword, which was swung and retrieved several times in a second, embroidered the air with traces.
Sergio gnashed his teeth, recalling the scene he had seen a week ago.
‘Shit!’
Come on vacation She thought that a free knight who didn’t know where she came from was arrogant, but somehow she managed to earn Priscilla’s trust.
She showed a side of herself that she hadn’t shown even to herself she’d been with for years. Cry, laugh The expression of emotions he had never seen before gave him a great shock.
Even the way she cried was so beautiful, but she was upset that all her emotions were directed at someone other than herself.
Of course, Priscilla is already married to the Count. Not only that, but she already gave birth to her child, so no matter how hard he struggles, the fact that she is already a body that belongs to her does not change.
But there was simply no way I could understand it. I think it’s really unsightly, but isn’t a count a high-ranking nobleman with the status of a count? There is a difference in status that does not establish competition from the beginning.
But it wasn’t Gaon. He is a mere free knight with no ties. He was even an Earthling. Rather, he was an escort knight for the count’s family, and he was far superior in terms of status and other conditions.
So it is unacceptable. He tells him that he has been pushed.
But what worries me the most is nothing else. A week ago, he called a woman and wanted to have a conversation with Priscilla, but didn’t she come every day and enter the bedroom together?
Even though he is an escort knight, he cannot enter the bedroom. In the end, he had no choice but to guard the door.
‘What the hell are they doing inside?’
Every time I have such a question, all sorts of delusions arise in my head. Among them, the most common is, of course, the scene of the three of them rolling around in bed.
Even though he knew that it couldn’t be, he couldn’t easily shake off such a delusion. To be honest, he often had different governments among the nobles.
Rather, it was strange that Priscilla kept her integrity even after her relationship with the Count had gone astray.
Of course, since she is her own person, it is not always possible to keep that resolution. She can’t bear the loneliness and may meet another man.
But why is it that guy? He has himself right next to him! If he had only spoken, he would have been all along! The more I think about it, the more my anger grows.
Wedge liquid—!
Sergio finally focused his whole body power to cut through the air and stored his sword in the scabbard.
As he was breathing and recovering his physical strength, a knight who had been hovering next to him for a while approached.
His name is Hanson. He was a member of the Iron Knights, a close friend he had slowly become friends with over the years. He wasn’t super friendly, but he was open enough to confide in light concerns.
He spoke lightly, smiling as always.
“Sergio! Is there something going on? The sword is fierce today!”
“… No big deal.”
“Isn’t it a big deal? Is it because of that? A free knight commissioned by Priscilla-sama.”
Hanson had a keen intuition. Sergio, who was stabbed to the point for a moment, hardened his body. At that obvious reaction, Hanson smiled and handed over the water.
As Sergio was drinking water quietly, he continued.
“I heard you meet every day these days? But… It was a time when I felt lonely. I understand.”
“… Be careful with your words. Because it’s not like that.”
Sergio glared at Hanson harshly, as if he couldn’t forgive any more comments. He raised his hands in an exaggerated manner with ferocious spirit, as if he was going to bite them at any moment, and said:
“Ugh! Calm down, calm down. I have no intention of being sarcastic or anything. I’m just curious. How the hell did you get so much trust? Isn’t Priscilla-sama famous for hitting iron walls?”
“…”
There are many people in the count’s family, and among them there are bound to be somewhat idiots. Of course, it wasn’t that no one had ever approached Priscilla.
But she didn’t even raise an eyebrow at that flirtation. She immediately took revenge on her and made sure that she never spoke out of her carelessly again.
That doesn’t mean he killed it, it just added a few big burdens to his life that he couldn’t afford to turn a blind eye to.
Anyway, the fact that such a Priscilla met a certain man every day was quite interesting and shocking to everyone except Sergio.
When Sergio was silent, another question flew in.
“So, do you know anything?”
“… I’m an escort driver. I can’t overhear what you two are talking about.”
“Haven’t you heard something? Huh? Tell me something If you tell me, I will give you a tip.”
“Tip?”
“Okay. How to seduce a woman In particular, a woman with a high nose and a lofty yet scarred character. You know? I’m confident in flirting with women. How is it?”
Hanson is famous for changing women every week. Of course, he’s all just maids or commoners, but he almost certainly knows more about women’s hearts than Sergio, who has never been in a relationship anyway.
Thinking that perhaps the main character of the delusion that is still going on in his head could change to himself, Sergio could not firmly refuse and repeated his thoughts.
Hanson whispered to him again.
“Sergio. You seem hesitant, so let me tell you first. Try the union day. At that time, it will probably be much easier than usual?”
“… Amalgamation day?”
“Yeah, you know. That the Count was with Lady Calidora on the day of the union with Priscilla-sama. That hurts a woman so much. If you comfort me at that time, it will come easily. Huh? How is it. Is that good info? Then let me know too! Don’t just take it dishonestly.”
Certainly Hanson has a point. Originally, the pain of separation is the law to overcome through another love. When he thinks of the count sleeping with another woman even on the day of his union, he cannot help but be deeply hurt.
‘If I aim for that time, maybe…’
Hansson urged Sergio to smile hopefully with a small smile on his hardened face.
“Sergio. So how is it? How did you build trust?”
“… I don’t know either. All I know is that I noticed the beast that caused the wagon overturn. They said it wasn’t just an accident.”
At Sergio’s words, Hanson hardened his expression for a moment, then smiled again. Then he muttered as if he had leaked steam.
“Ah, what is it? Was it just like that? More than that, who the hell is the chest? I’m a little curious. Then I’ll be on my way! I have an appointment with the flower shop lady.”
“Okay, don’t tell anyone what I said.”
“Of course. Then see you later!”
Hansson waved at Sergio and turned his back and left the training room. His face was suddenly hardened.
The place he was heading was not outside the mansion where the flower shop was supposed to be, but towards the office of Kaldran Orgius, the leader of the Iron Knights.
