# 97
“It recognizes true beauty, profound wisdom...”
The words Robin pressured her to say were mostly empty compliments.
But, even as it was filtered, some words remained in his mind.
Unless a person has trained extensively, he usually comes up with the words closest to the truth first.
Robin's words of praise were varied, but there was nothing like his lively laughter, his being friendly, or his sword skills. These aspects were completely absent.
In Deyarin's mind, the image of the Emperor began to fully take shape.
“He is someone who likes capable people, but does not show his emotions, and is a cold and unpredictable ruler.”
In other words, he was “someone who would mercilessly kill the hounds after the hunt was over.”
It was not possible to predict which hound would be chosen, nor when or how it would be killed.
He also discovered that he preferred silver to gold, and black to white.
“You're tired of thinking, aren't you?”
“...I hope this is...helpful...”
Ever since he entered the room, Robin's face had been very dark, and now it was as if his face had become a place of eternal rest once he lay down on it. He looked so terrifying that a single person could be killed by his gaze.
“Okay, I will prepare based on the information you provided. …But, do you think the Second Prince felt safe after all the members of Squad 8 died?”
“What? Why are you suddenly talking about the Second Prince…?”
Robin suddenly raised his head and responded in shock.
It wasn't surprising. Robin's reaction was even more surprising.
“Since you entered the Imperial Palace, there has been no assassination attempt or pursuit. Therefore...”
In fact, it was Robin who had initially warned that the Imperial Palace might be more dangerous.
If their goal was to kill, they would have tried again and again.
Where could there be a safer place for the royal family than the Imperial Palace?
“Ah, I see now. Yes, that seems to be the case.”
“It seems like there's no news about them now.”
“Yes, nothing important...”
“I see… well, now that doesn't matter anymore.”
Deyarin smiled lightly and changed the subject.
Sirius also gave a formal smile.
“Then, I will check on magic-related matters and call you later.”
“Yes, there is no need to rush preparing. Anyway, if you have no need to be like any other young noble, then there is no need to rush.”
“Yes, I understand. Then, bye.”
Robin looked at Sirius before leaving.
After the door was closed, Dearyn stared in the direction where Robin had disappeared for a long time.
Although they parted with a smile, her thoughts were frozen.
“Sirius, have I taught you that the world should only be believed through yourself?”
In the past, she only put all her trust in one person, Robin.
He had worked hard and put in a lot of effort, and he showed a lot of compassion towards Sirius as well.
But his heart was hidden from everyone.
Even the simplest restrictions in reality can turn things upside down.
“Exploiting people is your choice, but at least don’t be exploited.”
She had to make other plans.
Her thoughts stopped when she heard him respond innocently.
“Dyaren, she can take advantage of me.”
“……”
“I'm the exception, just me.”
At first, she thought she would take what was hers and leave, but now he disagreed.
…If anyone tries to touch my child, I will stay with him forever.
Sirius had already become a part of Dearyn's life.
Although she could not give him her love, she would pray for him to have a happy life.
She may never see him again, but he will always be in her heart.
Dayaren's thoughts became deeper.
Her rush to recover Sirius' memory was no longer necessary.
But whether she can trust the magic book Robin will bring becomes her concern.
Magic related to memory can easily turn a person into a state of dementia.
If someone tampered with the magic book, the person's fate would be sealed.
“Maybe I should go myself.”
Each temple had a different type of magic book.
This place is a temple inside the imperial palace, so it might have some special or hard-to-find books compared to the other place.
Although Marianne was with the team supporting the Second Prince, Charlotte said that “not all priests agree on that.” So it would have been good to visit the temple.
In addition, Dayaren might now seem like just an ordinary noble girl.
“Sirius, can you stay in the room alone?”
"no."
“……Why don’t you think a little before you answer?”
“Hmm…no.”
“……”
Really, he thought about the answer before he said it.
It was a meaningless question. Sirius has already begun to take bolder steps to achieve what he wants.
But taking Sirius with her to the temple was a delicate matter.
If Marianne had used magic on the Eight Band, Sirius would have found out immediately.
'...Isn't it?'
As Derin stared at Sirius, she suddenly began to doubt her thoughts.
Sirius when she first met him was a completely different person than the person standing in front of her now.
If Deren compared Sirius now with the Sirius she had first met, she would find that there was such a vast difference that she did not doubt that he was the same person.
'No, I shouldn't intentionally take risks.'
If the witches who used magic were only Marian, perhaps it wouldn't matter. But if there is more than one, the risk will be greater.
If someone discovered that there was an escaped soldier in the royal palace, assassination attempts would begin immediately.
They were assassins who had even entered the Hidden Palace.
The Imperial Palace was considered the Second Prince's courtyard, so it would be easy to kill and bury them.
“I'm going to the temple now... If I meet one of the priests who knows Sirius, the situation could become dangerous.”
“……”
Sirius seemed to understand what Diarin was saying, so he remained silent.
But despite his determined lips, his fingertips were lightly gripping Deyarin's sleeve.
When Diarin felt the tightening of her forearms, she looked down and laughed unexpectedly.
“What is this, Sirius?”
“Nice act.”
'Ah, I can't stand it.'
“Do you know how to be nice now that you have learned nice manners? You are really learning well.”
“Can I even go with you in front of the temple?”
“Hmm… well, I don’t think priests would promote themselves much.”
In the eyes of the public, priests seem like quiet people who only go to pray. But in reality, priests are very busy.
There are no servants or maids in the temple. All small and large works inside the temple are carried out by the priests.
From simple things like cleaning, cooking, and washing, to decorations when a big event occurs, moving tables and chairs, and setting up altars, all of this is done by priests.
In addition to studying theology, dealing with visitors who come to the temple, and managing daily rituals. From the moment of waking up in the morning until going to bed in the evening, there is no free time for priests.
It was unlikely to be much different even in the Imperial Palace Temple.
Deyarin looked optimistically and started preparing to leave the room.
“But if you meet a priest you know face to face...”
Walking away or hiding would be more questionable.
Derin stared at Sirius' face as she thought of a way to proceed.
That handsome face will attract attention no matter what he does... How to avoid attention... If we want to avoid attracting attention, we must cover it.
“Let's cover it.”
Fortunately, Sirius had a sad story too.
He was a young man who was almost breathless from the pain of separation, so he could cry if necessary.
If he pretended to cry and hugged Dearren or buried his face in her shoulder, he could have completely hidden his face.
But there is one problem...
"Can you cry, Sirius?"
“?”
"… nothing."
Judging by the expression on Sirius' face, it seemed like crying would be harder than smiling. At least, he sometimes showed an expression close to a smile.
But crying... Sirius crying?
That doesn't make sense.
“Can you imitate crying?”
But if it was a tradition, maybe it would be different.
Sirius was a master of everything related to the body.
Sirius looked at the ceiling for a moment, as if remembering something.
It looked like he was about to give a good performance, so Deren was excited.
“You won't shed tears, will you?”
"It's okay, it's okay! Just imitate crying!"
“I can do it.”
What a confident answer!
Sirius said he couldn't do anything, but if he said it, it meant he really could.
Derin looked at Sirius with eyes full of expectation.
What will this amazing charade be?
Sirius took a deep breath, then opened his mouth.
“Ooooh... haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
“…”
Deren couldn't control herself from the shock, so she raised her hands to her face while trying to regain her balance.
It was a really great act.
Sirius' face didn't change, but his voice was impressive, as if he was really crying.
But the crying was too intense.
...It sounded like a familiar voice.
“Was that a mistake?”
“…There is no need to cry like this.”
“But Deren was crying like that.”
“Don't say that!”
Deren was so ashamed that she wanted to escape to the ruler's side.
The sound Sirius made was the same sound she heard when he ran to her while she was crying hard.
Those memories were very frustrating to her, and she wanted to erase them completely. But now, here was Sirius imitating her like this, making her twice ashamed....You're really very bad.
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