Chapter 62

Chapter 62

Unboxing

“Galahad! Come!”

At the call of the goat beard man Galahad raised the corners of his mouth.

Before it was the goat beard man who called ‘empire bastard!’ to the end. Yet now he called Galahad.

Amusingly it was a change that hit more than a salute.

“Wear this! Brush the hair!”

The clothes the goat beard held out was a suit of one tone red. Although clothes whose quality looked quite good, that color was too brightly red.

“I match all colors well, but black is good.”

“Wear it! It is His Grace the Grand Duke’s order!”

“Then no choice.”

Galahad obediently changed clothes.

“But why red clothes?”

At Galahad’s question the goat beard answered as if why asking the obvious.

“Because even if blood gets on it does not show!”

“Hmm, will you call Adrianne a bit for a moment?”

Unfortunately Adrianne refused Galahad’s request.

The reason was that the Grand Duke ordered a private meeting.

The orthodox Adrianne one could not change somehow.

‘Hmm—. Really it will not show.’

Galahad let out a low groan while looking down at the red clothes.

Somehow it seemed a plausible reason.

“Go!”

Finishing the preparation and leaving the room, the usual man called Theodore was waiting.

“It suits well.”

“I originally receive clothes well.”

Galahad answered while tidying the nape. At that Theodore made a slightly disgusted face.

“This way—.”

Galahad moved following Theodore’s guidance.

“I see Captain Galahad’s actions very highly. I ask for well in the future too. Then safely go and return—.”

Soon Theodore stepped back in front of the thick door.

Adrianne was not seen. Galahad who clicked his tongue softly entered the Grand Duke’s room alone.

Like when visiting before, the Grand Duke’s room was still terrible.

Magic beasts or demon races were stuffed tightly without gap all around.

Coming the second time things that one could not see when seeing before were seen.

‘Directly tore.’

It was that the edges of the stuffed things were all crude. Exactly as if torn by hand—.

The magic beasts that looked as if howling fiercely when seeing before looked different. They looked as if barking scared by a monster.

The stuffed magic beasts became even larger and more threatening as going inside.

And at that end the Grand Duke was there.

Galahad who saw the Grand Duke let out a low groan.

Even in the North the Grand Duke’s upper body revealed was closer to a magic beast than a human. Those huge muscles continuously undulated as if alive.

It was the Grand Duke who tears magic beasts with an axe without aura.

Already left the human domain.

The Grand Duke tidied the handle of the huge axe.

“I greet the ruler of the North.”

Galahad bowed his head and paid respect.

“The princess sent a letter.”

The Grand Duke spat words as if throwing. Galahad swallowed a groan.

“She looked for you.”

“Because I am so outstanding. There are many places looking here and there.”

Galahad answered as leisurely as possible.

The corners of the Grand Duke’s mouth rose.

Normally when raising the corners of the mouth the impression becomes beneficial, yet the Grand Duke was the opposite. Rather the impression became fiercer.

It looked like a beast before tearing the nape of prey.

How did Adrianne come out from that magic beast. The wife would clearly have been a considerably excellent beauty.

“Yes, because of ability?”

The Grand Duke asked low. At the question exactly like an interrogation Galahad’s head moved busily.

Would the princess have openly done dog acts? The opponent was the Grand Duke. The messenger she sent would clearly be inspected when leaving the imperial family.

There would have been no private content.

Galahad who finished the calculation raised the corners of his mouth.

“It is all because I am capable and handsome.”

A low laugh burst from the Grand Duke’s mouth. Yet amazingly the atmosphere became sharper.

The back was itchy for nothing and the neck was dry. Exactly the feeling of putting the face in a beast’s mouth.

Galahad naturally wrapped mana. He gauged the situation that might be.

Finishing the preparation for the case that might be Galahad quietly looked up at the Grand Duke.

“I see.”

The Grand Duke stood from the seat. Even though the floor height of the room was quite high, when the Grand Duke stood it felt full.

Truly huge.

The Grand Duke approached Galahad. At each of those steps Galahad turned mana. The corners of the mouth gradually became heavy.

Soon the Grand Duke stood close. Exactly the distance where if the Grand Duke extended his arm it would touch.

Although the hair stood on end, Galahad lowered his hands downward pretending nothing.

The Grand Duke who approached right in front quietly looked at Galahad. Those eyes were hot and it felt exactly as if the eyes were burning in, but Galahad did not avoid.

Can one kill—.

Occupational disease slowly rose.

‘It would be hard.’

Around the time Galahad changed the calculation at the derived result, the Grand Duke’s mouth opened.

“Adultery is death penalty.”

The Grand Duke said in a firm voice. The Grand Duke’s eyes pointed to the side.

Between the place where a dragon-like magic beast’s head and a bear-like magic beast’s head were displayed there was one empty place.

It was a display method where the proportion increases as going from outside to inside.

So that place right beside the Grand Duke was clearly a very important position.

To think such an important position is empty—.

‘When coming last time it was clearly filled.’

Since there was no way Galahad’s memory was wrong, it would clearly be a newly made place.

Why bother making an empty place, and pointing at that.

The intention was clear.

“I will keep in mind.”

Galahad answered while tidying the somehow cool neck.

The corners of the Grand Duke’s mouth rose fiercely again.

“Take charge of the princess.”

The Grand Duke who said low returned to the seat.

The Grand Duke who sat in the seat tightly closed his eyes.

It was the atmosphere of finishing.

At that Galahad headed to the door.

In front of the door Galahad slightly opened his mouth.

“But the wedding ceremony or engagement ceremony has not been done yet?”

“What—.”

At the Grand Duke’s wide open eyes Galahad hurriedly closed the door.

Fortunately the door did not open again.

Galahad slowly exhaled the held breath.

‘The Grand Duke thinks a lot about the daughter.’

Although a natural story since Adrianne is the only child, the Grand Duke was a figure who sat in the position with the blood of his own siblings and blood relatives.

Actually he did not take any particular action about Adrianne, so whether he cherishes Adrianne was unknown.

Adrianne only rose with her own skill, practically no different from neglect.

Yet the Grand Duke called Galahad and warned.

‘Adrianne is the Grand Duke’s weakness.’

It was an unavoidable occupational disease.

Galahad muttered bitterly and put the cigarette in his mouth.

Entrusting the princess to Galahad was the meaning of organizing on one’s own.

‘Organizing.’

The inside of the head was complicated.

Then, a constant footstep was heard from behind. Although the sound of iron colliding, it was refined and light. It meant a high level knight.

At that turning his head, there was a decent knight wearing thick silver armor.

2nd Battalion Captain, Liam.

‘Said the real power among captains.’

Galahad recalled the story he heard.

The Grand Duke did not come out of the castle, and Adrianne only caught the demon race in the border area.

Because of that the 2nd Battalion Captain who is practically counted as having the strongest force.

Except the 5th Battalion and 7th Battalion, 1st Battalion entangled with Galahad one could see as all under the 2nd Battalion.

To the extent there is a story that that skill is not inferior to Adrianne.

Actually Liam who was counted as Adrianne’s promising husband candidate until Galahad came.

Because such a figure, Galahad naturally expected Liam would pick a quarrel.

Contrary to expectation Liam sent a greeting first.

“Nice to meet. Captain Galahad.”

Liam took off the gauntlet as if nothing and held out his hand.

Those eyes were clear.

They were a knight’s eyes.

“Nice to meet. Liam.”

He held the hand opposite, but that hand was firm. Calluses were full. It was a rough hand not inferior to Gilbert.

Galahad habitually poured mana. The mana was extremely ordinary.

“The hand is soft like a woman’s.”

“The hand is rough like a magic beast.”

“It is the North’s hand.”

He thought there would be a power struggle, yet Liam unexpectedly placed the hand neatly.

“I heard the things achieved recently. You blocked a crisis that could greatly harm the North. Amazing.”

The words that came out subsequently were also crude praise unlike expectation.

“I only did what I had to do.”

“I see. I heard you are going out to the duel with the empire.”

“Right.”

“You are also the North’s captain, losing to the empire is humiliation so do your best.”

“The worry is thankful, but it would be good to worry about yourself. Because the empire’s knight is not easy.”

“Good confidence.”

Liam nodded while looking at Galahad without any unpleasant sign.

“However, there is no case I who am the North’s captain will lose to an empire bastard.”

Confidence was full in Liam’s voice.

“Good luck.”

Liam who said short passed Galahad.

Galahad recalled the conversation of just now for a moment.

Clear eyes and overflowing confidence, in that short conversation the word ‘North’ came out four times.

‘A guy crazy about the North.’

Galahad clicked his tongue and shook his hands.

The biggest problem now was the princess.

Galahad turned his head and examined beyond the window.

‘Should one clean neatly.’

Galahad’s eyes deeply sank.

****

At the news of the princess’s arrival the Grand Duke’s castle became a mess.

Even because that pretext was a duel a subtle tension lingered.

The Grand Duke as always did not issue any order.

However, one could not just greet the princess for that.

To show the North’s solidity everyone moved on their own.

Soon the Grand Duke’s castle filled with tension.

When the sun rose the highest, a small sound was heard from somewhere.

That was music sound. At that turning his head, a golden carriage was seen far away.

The carriage made of gold and sparkling flashily was to the extent of the illusion that the sun melted.

In front of that knights wearing golden armor were escorting. The quality of the dazzling armor went without saying, and the horses overflowed with gloss.

Then, the music sound became larger. That sound was heard from behind the carriage. Behind the golden carriage there was a carriage without a lid.

In that carriage there were various musicians. Musicians holding each different instruments moved their hands diligently.

Pleasant melodies fully spread.

A carriage accompanied by knights wearing golden armor and even music in the desolate North—. The soldiers’ faces became subtle.

‘Still.’

Galahad clicked his tongue and examined the aspects of the procession.

Most were empire knights, but among them there was a familiar face.

A man who stylishly grew a mustache, and stuck several long flags on the back.

Galahad who knew that identity let out a low groan.

“Do you know the knight?”

Gilbert asked while pointing at the knight. At that Galahad nodded.

“It is Sir Paul Berian, a duel expert whose hobby is taking the opponent’s flag with a duel.”

“Is he strong?”

“Count the flags behind.”

At Galahad’s question Gilbert narrowed his eyes.

“There are only ten.”

“The lowest is a count family.”

Gilbert tightly closed his mouth. Fighting spirit fully blazed in those eyes.

‘Paul Berian—.’

Galahad muttered while looking at the familiar flags.

He expected the princess would prepare properly, but a pickier guy than thought came out.

It would clearly be called with the Northern knight as bait. Because a knight who moves with fighting spirit. However, Paul Berian had a separate master. One could not move easily.

‘Surely—.’

Then, as the carriage approached the music sound gradually became larger.

The music sped up and heightened.

Sweat was full on the musicians’ faces. They tore and pounded the instruments like crazy. Exactly as if dying if stopping the performance—.

That bizarre desperation fully spread riding the melody.

Subtle tension settled.

The moment the fully heightened performance stopped with a tuk—.

The carriage stopped.

Gulp—. At the sound of Gilbert swallowing saliva Galahad squinted his eyes.

A familiar knight approached the carriage.

‘Devan.’

It was the princess’s knight Devan. Devan was a quite good knight. Devan politely opened the door.

A white and long leg came out from the carriage.

Admiration burst from here and there.

Soon a red-haired woman slowly got off. Although just getting off the carriage, elegant and aloof like the incarnation of dignity. An action where not even a small gap was seen.

When the princess got off the carriage admiration burst from here and there.

The princess leisurely received the gazes pouring from all around and looked around.

At the appearance as if looking for something Galahad squinted his eyes.

Then, the princess accurately looked at Galahad. At the appearance of finding without even a momentary gap among numerous people Galahad’s neck was rough for nothing.

The princess who saw Galahad raised the corners of her mouth.

Cheers burst again. The guys who treated the empire as if a guy to kill until coming just opened their mouths and admired.

“Sir Gilbert, close your mouth a bit.”

“······Ah?”

Galahad clicked his tongue and stepped forward.

The princess was already walking toward Galahad. The princess did not blink even once.

It was the moment everyone’s gazes concentrated.

Although pretending not the Grand Duke would also be looking.

Above all Adrianne was also right beside.

If causing an accident here the matter would become considerably cumbersome.

However, the princess was not a figure who cared about such things.

Because a solemn imperial family—.

Soon the princess who stood in front fully raised the corners of her mouth.

Her smile was full bloom. A vicious flower scent fully blew.

Before the princess’s lips red like blood opened Galahad first flicked his finger.

A light membrane wrapped around.

The problem was Adrianne.

“Thank you for visiting the North. I am Galahad in charge of guidance.”

Galahad said while glancing at Adrianne.

“Long time no see. Princess. I am Adrianne.”

Although Adrianne greeted, the princess’s eyes did not leave Galahad.

The princess’s pupils were fully bloodshot.

Because of not blinking the eyes even once from the moment seeing Galahad.

Then, the princess’s lips slowly opened.

That first word—.

“I missed you.”

It was crude unlike matching.

Adrianne’s eyebrows fiercely shook.

Adrianne turned her gaze to Galahad without knowing herself.

Galahad’s face was faintly furrowed instead of the usual leisure.

“I did not particularly want to see though.”

At the voice full of annoyance Adrianne was startled.

The opponent was the empire’s princess. How such rough words—.

“As is. Fortunate.”

The princess rather laughed deeper.

“The princess is also as is. Damnably.”

At the rough words not matching Galahad Adrianne’s eyes became large.

Although the princess laughed out loud with her mouth, those eyes did not laugh.

“A duel for friendship purpose. Did you finally find a place to die?”

“Didn’t I say. You will be buried together with me.”

“I clearly refused though.”

“I said refusal is not permitted.”

Pointed conversation continued.

Adrianne stepped back one step without knowing herself.

“Bring the gift.”

At the princess’s order the knight moved.

Soon the knight carefully took out a box.

A box flashily packaged with red lines.

“Gift? Not needed though.”

“While liking.”

Galahad’s face furrowed even more.

The princess handed the gift. Galahad neurotically tore the box.

Adrianne who was beside stole a look at the box without knowing herself.

What was contained inside that was a finger that seemed a man’s.

Wearing a ring—.

Adrianne who saw that had large eyes.

Then, Galahad—.

“This.”

Fully laughed.

At the two looking at each other Adrianne felt a subtle sense of distance.

‘Ring······?’

Adrianne’s eyebrows lowered.