Chapter 135 – Variables
#135.
“Ah, I’m full.”
“It’s been a while since I ate. How about Mr. Gaon?”
“I also enjoyed my meal. Let’s come back soon. News might have come while you were away.”
“All right. Let it be.”
Gaon and his party satisfactorily left the restaurant and headed to the Free Renewal Guild.
The time now is 2:00 PM. At the earliest, news from the church would have already arrived. The counter staff called them as they hurriedly returned to the guild.
As they approached, they greeted and handed over business.
“Are you three here? When the guild leader returns, he told me to come to the office as soon as possible. I have something important to do.”
“Is that so? Please tell me that you will go right up.”
“Yes, I will tell you!”
When it comes to pre-new guilds, there are three or four hotlines that go directly to the guild leader. Watching the counter staff report using the communication magic tool, Gaon climbed the elevator.
When I arrived at the top floor and went all the way to the right, I saw an office dedicated to the guild leader. I knocked softly, and Milena immediately gave permission.
When I went inside, I saw Milena sitting on the sofa. She was looking down at the table in front of her with a serious expression, on which lay one of her letters.
Gaon sat across from him with his party and opened his mouth.
“Milena. I heard she called.”
“That’s right. A person from the church just came and sent me a letter. It seemed that he did not know the details.”
“Okay. May I read it?”
“Of course. Please look at it first and hand it over.”
Gaon immediately listened to the letter.
Let’s take a look at it, it was a structure that was tightly sealed and could not be peeped without opening it. With some reassurance, he opened the letter and unfolded the paper inside.
“This is Antonio Brintria. To begin with, dispatching guardians is impossible. It is said that demons are currently appearing in the northwestern part of the empire. Instead, one Inquisitor was dispatched, but it is impossible to capture the target with that much power. Please note this and please be careful.”
Gaon read his letter and frowned.
‘It’s hard because of the demons? That sounds funny.’
It’s a big deal that demons appeared in the Northwest, but it’s ridiculous to leave another demon, Kaldran Orgius, simply because of it.
Half of the guardians remain by the pope’s side under any circumstances. Even if only one of them comes, it will be able to solve the problem stably.
It is certain that those who thought of Antonio Brintria as a thorn in their eyes deliberately put the brakes on the dispatch of guardians.
Gaon pressed his temple and handed the letter to Milenya.
She vomited her flagship, wondering what was going on, reading her letter and coming to the same conclusion.
“What a ridiculous excuse! Are you saying these are the right church?”
“… Hasn’t it been a long time since the church was corrupted? Antonio Brintria is rather unusual. I can’t help it.”
“Haaa… It’s really arbitrary. What are you going to do now?”
“I have to wait for now. For the time being, I will have to refrain from activities as much as possible and take my time. He probably won’t force himself to get rid of it unless he moves first.”
“My head hurts.”
Milena’s face was full of disappointment. She thought that in just a few days the Guardian would come from the Order and everything would be settled, but she was betrayed.
Gaon stayed silent for a while, then got up from the sofa with his letter in his arms.
“Then I will go. I have to report.”
“… Okay, then see you later.”
Priscilla had higher expectations than Milenya. How will she react if she hears this news?
Gaon shook her head and left her office and headed for her residence.
***
“Whoa… Whoa! Shit.”
Sergio sat down on his bench to catch his breath before swearing softly.
Priscilla’s expression she had seen yesterday could not be erased from her mind.
The bright smile he had when he contacted Gaon, and the deep sigh he let out when the call ended.
She used to express her emotions often enough to show her expressionless expression.
Her feelings of deprivation and inferiority fueled her anger at the fact that she had done in just one month what she hadn’t been able to do even though they’d been together for years.
“Why is he that?”
She served by her side for several years. Even when everyone turned away from her, she always stood by her side and hoped to look at her someday.
Even if not as a lover, she wanted to be at least a reliable knight. That alone, she thought, would satisfy her.
But no.
When Priscilla smiled at the other man, she thought that it was pushing her away, and it broke her heart.
It was good to see it as a kind of betrayal.
Her anger and sadness at Priscilla, who had always been with her, who had given her heart to a man she hadn’t known for less than a month, instead of herself, mixed up her anger and sadness, and she bit him.
Aside from her earl, her belief that she would be her Priscilla and her closest man was cracking, and her feelings for her were distorted as well.
I don’t know if it was a few days ago, but strangely, her emotions came and went as if they were running wild. In particular, her obsession with Priscilla is getting worse by the day.
‘Let’s calm down.’
Sergio desperately tried to calm his head. It is not yet clear that Priscilla betrayed him.
Really, she might have just met her because of her request. It wasn’t yet time to break her faith in her.
“Yeah, right. It won’t be. It shouldn’t be.”
Sergio was so desperate that he had no choice but to cling to it even though he knew that this was self-reasoning. Because I can’t stand it if I don’t think so.
Hanson approached Sergio, who was trying to soothe himself and calm down.
“Hey Sergio! Are you training today? Are you working hard?”
“… Hanson?”
“Yes, it is me. Drink more water than that. How long have you been training?”
Hanson, who had been greeting him warmly, frowned at Sergio, who was wet with sweat, and handed him a drink of water.
Since the incident with Calidora a few days ago, Hanson has come to visit him every day and always gives him water like this.
Sergio took the water and drank, feeling that his mind was at ease a little.
He seemed to live a little when the body he had been overworked was replenished with water. The water tasted much better than usual. He continued to drink the water as if possessed, feeling a strange sense of intoxication.
Hanson, who had been waiting while watching the scene, asked as if to take a hint when the water ran out.
“But what about your face? Is something going on?”
“…”
Hanson’s eyes were full of worry. He was almost the only friend to Sergio, who had come here from the Viscount of Uzren and followed Priscilla.
Sergio thought for a moment, then shook his head.
“No, no. Nothing.”
“Ah, nothing? It just looks serious. What is it?”
“…”
Despite Hanson’s question, Sergio didn’t open his mouth. Even though he was a close friend, he couldn’t talk casually about Priscilla.
Seeing him like that, Hanson shrugged his shoulders and asked, snapping his fingers as if he had just remembered.
“Ah! Rather, how are you today?”
“… What are you talking about. How are you?”
“I gave you advice last time. Did you and Priscilla-sama make some progress the day after the merger?”
“…”
At Hanson’s question, Sergio frowned and lowered his head.
In an instant, the atmosphere becomes gloomy.
“Uh, what is it? That response. No way… Is it bad? It can’t be?”
Hanson scratched the back of his head and tilted his head curiously. He quietly sat down next to Sergio, and after a while, he opened his mouth.
“Cheer up, Sergio. Isn’t Priscilla the only woman in the world anyway? Even though she’s a bit inferior, there are many good women? Huh? Shall I introduce you to a woman I know?”
“… It’s okay.”
“Uh huh, really…”
Hansson pretended not to, but looked closely at Sergio with sharp eyes. While grasping his condition in detail, he paused, looked around openly, and whispered vigilantly.
“Sergio. If you can’t give up, can I tell you a way?”
“… Method?”
Sergio, who had been bowing his head at Hanson’s words, lifted his head. Seeing the earnestness in his eyes, Hanson said with a smile of repentance.
“That’s it. Actually, the other time we ran into each other in the hallway. Said Calidora-sama seduced me after you left?”
“… So? How did you do it?”
Sergio swallowed and asked. Since he was also a man, it was impossible to completely turn his head away from this topic.
When he seemed to be interested, Hanson looked around and, realizing that there was no eye contact, shook his hips in the air quite vulgarly.
“How! Of course it fell right over me. They stabbed me in the back like this, so I thought I was going to die? He cried out that he couldn’t compare to the Count, but his skin was chewy. Don’t married women have a lot of sexual desire? Then, is it different from Priscilla-sama? If I take a chance and show my cock taste, I might fall for you——why, what’s wrong?”
Hansson continued his speech, then paused at the rage that could see through Sergio’s eyes and interrupted him.
Sergio hardened his expression at such a reaction and said with a growl.
“Are you seriously saying that? Is that the solution? Do not be ridiculous!”
“Three, Sergio.”
“If you talk about Priscilla-sama just one more time, you won’t let go. Okay?”
The reaction was more violent than expected, and Hanson was visibly taken aback and moved to the side to increase the distance.
“Ah, I got it. Calm down. I was just trying to lighten the mood. I apologize if I offended you, friend.”
“… That’s it. I will go.”
Sergio left Hanson and left the training room.
‘Dog sound!’
He kept swearing inwardly. There are some things I don’t like about the insults towards Priscilla, but in fact, it’s because I felt a lot of shame about myself being shaken by it.
As much as he lived in the Knights, he was well aware of the communication that men share when they get together.
There was also a story that should not be taken lightly, and a topic that often came up was about the sex life of noble ladies.
In the case of those who were famous for being good-looking and sociable even in the knights, they would go to a party on a fictional day and talk about which lady they were hanging out with.
How proud they were of how passionate they were, how active they were, what they excelled at compared to their husbands, and how they would like to be treated.
A part of Sergio’s mind had a thought that Priscilla-sama might be like that too.
Still, he managed to keep it under control, but Hanson’s words sparked his doubts again.
‘I don’t think that guy on vacation…’
Could it be that the reason why he cares so much for that trivial free article is because he mixed his body somehow? Could it be that Priscilla, who was shunned by the Count and had accumulated sexual desire, became dazzled after lying down once?
Such questions continued to plague my mind. And such a question eventually leads to an idea.
‘If it’s real…’
Then.
If that’s really the case
“Me too…”
Wouldn’t it be possible?’
It’s not yet certain, but Sergio didn’t think he was inferior to Gaon.
Sergio, who was struggling in such a futile delusion, suddenly came to his senses with the scent of flowers tickling his nose.
He was standing in the middle of the garden.
‘I’ll have to come to my senses.’
Sergio looked at the garden, took a deep breath, and hurriedly walked.
The gun was no longer visible in his eyes. It’s just covered in hazy smoke and overcast.
