Is it wrong for me to like seeing the villain suffer [50]
It rose on a huge piece of cloth like a screen displaying letters written in beautiful handwriting:
[Search for the Holy Grail]
That was the title of the movie I wrote a few days ago.
Three men appeared and the scene began when they announced that they had discovered the location of the sleeping Holy Grail, so they formed a team to set off on the journey.
The men swore allegiance to the god, pledged to find the Grail no matter the cost, and then embarked on their adventure.
Finally, when they reached an abandoned village, they were filled with great joy, but they soon discovered something that made them tremble with fear.
The show concluded with a close-up of their terrified faces, and then the scene cut out.
This was just a composite trailer from the opening scenes of the original.
As soon as the show ended, the banquet hall was lit up again.
I said while looking at the audience:
“See? This is exactly why I left Aliheim so suddenly. One day I received a revelation.”
In a solemn voice, I told them that I saw in my dream the lives of those three young men, as they appeared in the clip a moment ago, and I realized that it was God’s will that I convey their story to people.
“In order to carry out the mission entrusted to me by God, I had no choice. I intended to leave secretly without telling anyone, but Lord Kaien noticed the matter and decided to accompany me on that journey.”
Martha said, as if she knew nothing:
“So that's why my brother left home suddenly.”
So she quickly seized the opportunity:
“That's right. We were actually performing a mission from God. After thinking for a long time about the best way to spread the story of those three, we came to this solution: to turn their lives into a work of art!”
One of the audience asked in amazement:
“So what we just watched was a play?”
I replied:
“It's like a play, but we recorded it in stone that shows images. I called this new form of work a film.”
Some guests whispered:
“Movie...”
Then one of them asked cautiously:
“And what is the end of this work? Was what appeared a moment ago really the Holy Grail?”
I noticed from the looks of others that they were already eager to know more, and the introductory clip succeeded in arousing their curiosity.
I replied with a smile:
“What I have shown now is just a part. You can find the whole story in the work itself.”
“Where can you watch it?”
I pointed to the servant standing near the hall door:
“Here at Cain Palace! Our servant will accompany you. Whoever wishes can go now to watch it. Why don’t we end this feast with the journey of these young men in their quest for the Grail?!”
There was a whisper among the guests:
“Right now?”
“We've had enough to drink, and we have nothing to worry about.”
The feedback was encouraging.
Some of the guests stood up excitedly and headed towards the servant, then I raised my voice:
“But remember! This work is for adults only... This is what God commanded!”
One of them said as he got up:
“I wonder what happened to those characters... Let's go and watch.”
Others followed them:
“Are you going? Then me too.”
“Wait for me, I will accompany you.”
Only moments passed until most of the attendees rose and lined up behind the servant.
“If there are no more willing, I will lead them now.”
“Wait! I'll catch up with you too.”
"Me too!"
So the servant left, and the crowd followed behind him.
There were only a few left in the hall, most of them children who had not yet reached puberty.
I felt good:
'There are more of them than I expected...!'
As I looked around, Martha said:
“Well done, we got rid of the noisemakers at once.”
“What are you going to do now, Miss Martha?”
“Today I have exhausted myself with so many greetings and conversations. I will rest in my room. If anything happens, let the servants tell me.”
She waved her hand and left.
'Ah, I was meaning to ask her about Arkle...!'
But she had disappeared.
'Where is Arkell now? Should I look for it myself?'
While I was thinking, I felt a hand tap my shoulder.
I turned around eagerly:
“Kick?”
But the one in front of me was Jane Alheim.
He smiled shyly and said:
“I'm Jane, Lizzy...”
“Ah…”
I said disappointedly, and he looked a little hurt.
“Sorry if I scared you...can we talk a little?”
“Excuse me, brother, but I have to go now.”
As I was about to pass him, I found another person blocking my way.
It was the baron.
He said with feigned respect:
“Miss Alheim.”
“Didn't Martha say that Lizzie was Lady Cayenne?”
He replied sternly:
“Go home.”
I said defiantly:
“But this is my home.”
She faces us with sharp looks, neither of us backing down from each other.
He said:
“Every person has a place that suits him.”
I replied:
“Do you think that this place suits you, knight, to stay there?”
He said surprised:
“I thought you were a quiet and sweet girl, but you are just a wild little pony.”
I said sarcastically:
“You heard that about me? So you've been spying and investigating me? That's a bit disgusting...”
The Baron furrowed his brow in anger, and Jin rushed between us, confused, trying to calm down:
“Stop, Lizzy-! This man is—”
However, his words were suddenly interrupted by the sound of joyful violin tones that penetrated the hall.
I looked in amazement and saw that one of the remaining men in the hall had taken out his violin and started playing. The few attendees quickly formed into pairs and began dancing to the beat of the tune.
The scene was really beautiful, but I thought to myself:
'Now is not the time, I have to find Erkel.'
I was about to move, but the Baron silently extended his hand to block my path.
I said coldly:
“Will you make way for me?”
He replied:
“If you give me just one dance.”
We stared at each other, my eyes full of boredom, his eyes challenging, as if he had no intention of backing down.
Finally, I took a deep breath and took his hand.
“By the way, I'm not good at dancing.”
“I expected that.”
Despite his dry tone, he made sure to move slowly so I could keep up with him, and for the first time I was able to waltz without stumbling.
“…….”
He broke the silence and said, as if trying to alleviate the embarrassment:
“Is this your first time dancing?”
I nodded, and he looked away and muttered:
“You're not bad at all for a first time.”
Then I asked an excited question:
“So I can leave now?”
He looked at me in amazement for a moment, then smiled half a resigned smile:
“Does my presence bother you that much?”
I said sharply:
“If it's annoying, will you let me go?”
He shook his head, smiling bitterly:
“I didn't think you were so cruel.”
“And a little while ago you were talking as if you knew me well.”
He hesitated, then muttered, his green eyes troubled:
“I don’t know you... except that you are my fiancée, whom I have never met before.”
"What?!"
I almost misstepd, but he quickly grabbed my shoulder.
"Are you well?"
I said in amazement:
“You said my fiancée?”
I could only stare at him in shock.
'Lizzy... has a fiancé?! I read the story over and over again and nothing like this was ever mentioned!'
The situation had to be understood before another word could be said.
I said feigning indifference:
“The dance is over, goodbye.”
I tore my hand from his grip and was about to leave, but he immediately grabbed my wrist:
"Wait! I'm doing this to help you... You're not under any threat or under a dark spell, are you?"
I said coldly:
“No, so please leave me.”
“Damn it, we're in Cain Palace! Your brother and I are just acting worried about you!”
But his voice was lost under a cold tone that penetrated the hall:
“And what are you doing with my wife?”
He quickly turned towards the sound.
“Kick-!”
The violin playing stopped at once, and all the dancers stopped with it.
Attention turned to Arkell with eyes clouded with horror.
They all knew his reputation, and he seemed to them like a terrifying monster.
As for me, I immediately understood:
'He's in a fit of magic flow...'
His features were congested and his breathing was disturbed, and although his face did not show pain, I alone understood the reality of what he was suffering.
'since when? Is that why he didn't attend the party? But...why didn't he summon me?'
He approached me with steady steps, and stared at the Baron with a menacing look:
“Leave it.”
The Baron hesitated for a moment, then let go of my wrist without appearing afraid, but instead faced Arkell with no less intense looks.
He muttered:
“So… this is the power of Satan.”
As soon as the others heard his words, they were extremely confused.
“What did this knight say?!”
Suddenly someone shouted tremblingly, pointing at Arkell:
"He's… a demon! We shouldn't have let him into the hall! He'll kill us all!!"
Arkle slowly turned his head towards the source of the sound, his red eyes shining with a threatening aura.
There was no doubt that grave danger was looming.
The Baron instinctively reached for the hilt of his sword, but I was faster than him.
I slapped the man who shouted an insult, and his head snapped to the side.
I looked at him with a hard face and said in a low, penetrating voice:
“You have misbehaved. Apologize to my husband immediately for your words.”
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