Chapter 12: A Winter Night's Outing (1)
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Chapter 12: A Winter Night's Outing (1)
The time was now past midnight inside the servants quarters in the Dawn Castle.
In a space of roughly 40 square meters, 6 maids gathered closely. They, too, were not exceptions from the unexpected commotion.
Originally, the patrol groups, composed of two maids each, worked in shifts, making it difficult to gather all at once. However, due to an impulsive act by Shiron at the mansions top floor, the patrol teams hastily returned to their quarters.
Shiron, the young master, smashed the sacred artifact.
And he left the mansion with the artifact.
Moreover, Miss Lucia also left with him.
However, even in a situation that would seem like an emergency to others, there were some who remained unfazed and carefree.
Encia, who was patrolling the hallway just moments ago, confidently extended a hand to her colleague.
See! Didnt I tell you? Hand over the 100 shillings quickly.
No, didnt you say something different?
Whats different? I clearly said that the young master would make a move on the lady before the succession ceremony. Come on, hurry up.
The maid who was knitting on the bed seemed taken aback.
A month ago, Encia had initiated this bet, which had now lasted to this point. The short-haired black maid sighed deeply and took out ten 10-shilling coins from her wallet.
Is this what you mean by making a move? I thought the two of them were physically fighting.
I saw it clearly, okay? The young master smirked, and the lady got annoyed. Then she stormed out in her pajamas. If this isnt making a move, what is?
Hmm Really?
Encia, smiling brightly, snatched the coins from the black-haired maid. Watching the two, Ophilia could only sigh.
By the way Arent you both worried about the two of them? Youre just casually betting
Ophilia, who was waiting for the next shift, couldnt understand their nonchalant attitudes. She worriedly fidgeted with her fingers, concerned about the future leaders of Prient.
Its fine, Ophilia. Ive already reported it quickly to Lady Yuma on the way here. And whats more? She already knew everything.
Perhaps because she came in a hurry, Encia unbuttoned her uniform around her chest and waved a hand fan.
There have been incidents like this before, havent there? Ophilia, you really need to get used to this kind of thing.
That reminds me.
A girl, apparently having just woken up, rubbed her eyes and said,
I think something like this happened before about seventy years ago?
Oh! I remember! The guy with orange hair and green eyes. The one who strangled his younger sibling?
Right. He was such a weakling. He killed and then sobbed like a baby. Ridiculous.
The black-haired maid chuckled as if recalling an amusing memory.
But isnt comparing that trash to Shiron a bit unfair? Even if Shiron is a bit mischievous, he has shown his abilities. The lady, well, shes a mouthful to describe.
When you think about it, incidents like this have happened several times before. In hindsight, its really not a big deal
Even if something goes wrong, another head will emerge from a different family line.
Arent you two being too cold-hearted?
Ophilia thought her colleagues were being too indifferent. Unable to understand her roommates attitude, Encia sat down next to Ophilia.
Seeing his first prey appear, Shiron grinned with fighting spirit.
Alright, its slaughter time.
Are you making a big deal over just one stray Frost Wolf?
A sarcastic remark came from behind him, but Shiron ignored it. Right now, he had to focus on the enemy in front of him.
Shiron crouched down and drew his sword.
Through the trees and bushes, shining eyes, along with a hint of frost, locked onto Shiron.
It was his first real battle. Hoping that all his efforts wouldnt be in vain, Shiron waited for the enemy to make the first move.
Seeing Shiron in a battle stance, the wolf charged.
With a snarl, the wolf opened its jaws wide towards Shirons face. But it was predictable. An attack coming in a straight line was too easy to dodge.
Swiftly bending his knees, he swung his blade upwards. With a swift motion, Shirons blade cut through the wolfs belly. The wolf, unexpectedly thrown into the air, screamed in pain as blood sprayed out.
With a thud, the wounded beast crashed into a tree on the opposite side. The fallen wolf gasped heavily.
Huh.
Shiron approached the wolf with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.
I aimed for its vital part, but it didnt die with a single stroke. Am I really that weak?
Shiron raised his sword and aimed for the wolfs eye.
With a piercing sound, he felt the sensation of the eyeball and skull being crushed through the hilt. The wolf shivered for a moment, then went rigid, and soon after, it stopped breathing.
Was all this fuss just for this?
The voice full of irritation belonged to Lucia, who had been watching Shirons battle closely. Wearing only slippers and pajamas, she stared coldly at Shiron while rubbing her cold arms.
Cold?
Ignoring Lucias sarcastic comments, Shiron smirked back as Lucia glared at him unhappily.
Yes. Thanks to someone, I came into this winter forest wearing only pajamas without a coat. Im cold.
If you trained the way I taught you, you wouldnt be cold, would you?
Shiron took off his coat and offered it to Lucia. Lucia just stared at him.
What are you waiting for? Take it. My arms about to fall off.
Arent you really cold?
I told you. When have I ever lied to you?
Lucia accepted Shirons kindness. Come to think of it, he was right. He had never lied to Lucia.
So his bizarre training method was true.
Lucia silently watched Shirons back as he led the way.
Just wearing a tunic, a pair of leather pants, and shoes with a single insole, the boy didnt seem to be cold at all. It was as if he was on a spring walk.
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Chapter 12: A Winter Night's Outing (1)
The time was now past midnight inside the servants quarters in the Dawn Castle.
In a space of roughly 40 square meters, 6 maids gathered closely. They, too, were not exceptions from the unexpected commotion.
Originally, the patrol groups, composed of two maids each, worked in shifts, making it difficult to gather all at once. However, due to an impulsive act by Shiron at the mansions top floor, the patrol teams hastily returned to their quarters.
Shiron, the young master, smashed the sacred artifact.
And he left the mansion with the artifact.
Moreover, Miss Lucia also left with him.
However, even in a situation that would seem like an emergency to others, there were some who remained unfazed and carefree.
Encia, who was patrolling the hallway just moments ago, confidently extended a hand to her colleague.
See! Didnt I tell you? Hand over the 100 shillings quickly.
No, didnt you say something different?
Whats different? I clearly said that the young master would make a move on the lady before the succession ceremony. Come on, hurry up.
The maid who was knitting on the bed seemed taken aback.
A month ago, Encia had initiated this bet, which had now lasted to this point. The short-haired black maid sighed deeply and took out ten 10-shilling coins from her wallet.
Is this what you mean by making a move? I thought the two of them were physically fighting.
I saw it clearly, okay? The young master smirked, and the lady got annoyed. Then she stormed out in her pajamas. If this isnt making a move, what is?
Hmm Really?
Encia, smiling brightly, snatched the coins from the black-haired maid. Watching the two, Ophilia could only sigh.
By the way Arent you both worried about the two of them? Youre just casually betting
Ophilia, who was waiting for the next shift, couldnt understand their nonchalant attitudes. She worriedly fidgeted with her fingers, concerned about the future leaders of Prient.
Its fine, Ophilia. Ive already reported it quickly to Lady Yuma on the way here. And whats more? She already knew everything.
Perhaps because she came in a hurry, Encia unbuttoned her uniform around her chest and waved a hand fan.
There have been incidents like this before, havent there? Ophilia, you really need to get used to this kind of thing.
That reminds me.
A girl, apparently having just woken up, rubbed her eyes and said,
I think something like this happened before about seventy years ago?
Oh! I remember! The guy with orange hair and green eyes. The one who strangled his younger sibling?
Right. He was such a weakling. He killed and then sobbed like a baby. Ridiculous.
The black-haired maid chuckled as if recalling an amusing memory.
But isnt comparing that trash to Shiron a bit unfair? Even if Shiron is a bit mischievous, he has shown his abilities. The lady, well, shes a mouthful to describe.
When you think about it, incidents like this have happened several times before. In hindsight, its really not a big deal
Even if something goes wrong, another head will emerge from a different family line.
Arent you two being too cold-hearted?
Ophilia thought her colleagues were being too indifferent. Unable to understand her roommates attitude, Encia sat down next to Ophilia.
Seeing his first prey appear, Shiron grinned with fighting spirit.
Alright, its slaughter time.
Are you making a big deal over just one stray Frost Wolf?
A sarcastic remark came from behind him, but Shiron ignored it. Right now, he had to focus on the enemy in front of him.
Shiron crouched down and drew his sword.
Through the trees and bushes, shining eyes, along with a hint of frost, locked onto Shiron.
It was his first real battle. Hoping that all his efforts wouldnt be in vain, Shiron waited for the enemy to make the first move.
Seeing Shiron in a battle stance, the wolf charged.
With a snarl, the wolf opened its jaws wide towards Shirons face. But it was predictable. An attack coming in a straight line was too easy to dodge.
Swiftly bending his knees, he swung his blade upwards. With a swift motion, Shirons blade cut through the wolfs belly. The wolf, unexpectedly thrown into the air, screamed in pain as blood sprayed out.
With a thud, the wounded beast crashed into a tree on the opposite side. The fallen wolf gasped heavily.
Huh.
Shiron approached the wolf with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.
I aimed for its vital part, but it didnt die with a single stroke. Am I really that weak?
Shiron raised his sword and aimed for the wolfs eye.
With a piercing sound, he felt the sensation of the eyeball and skull being crushed through the hilt. The wolf shivered for a moment, then went rigid, and soon after, it stopped breathing.
Was all this fuss just for this?
The voice full of irritation belonged to Lucia, who had been watching Shirons battle closely. Wearing only slippers and pajamas, she stared coldly at Shiron while rubbing her cold arms.
Cold?
Ignoring Lucias sarcastic comments, Shiron smirked back as Lucia glared at him unhappily.
Yes. Thanks to someone, I came into this winter forest wearing only pajamas without a coat. Im cold.
If you trained the way I taught you, you wouldnt be cold, would you?
Shiron took off his coat and offered it to Lucia. Lucia just stared at him.
What are you waiting for? Take it. My arms about to fall off.
Arent you really cold?
I told you. When have I ever lied to you?
Lucia accepted Shirons kindness. Come to think of it, he was right. He had never lied to Lucia.
So his bizarre training method was true.
Lucia silently watched Shirons back as he led the way.
Just wearing a tunic, a pair of leather pants, and shoes with a single insole, the boy didnt seem to be cold at all. It was as if he was on a spring walk.
Chapter 12: A Winter Night's Outing 1The time was now past midnight inside the servants quarters in the Dawn Castle.In a space of roughly 40 square meters, 6 maids gathered closely. They, too, were not exceptions from the unexpected commotion.Originally, the patrol groups, composed of two maids each, worked in shifts, making it difficult to gather all at once. However, due to an impulsive act by Shiron at the mansions top floor, the patrol teams hastily returned to their quarters.Shiron, the young master, smashed the sacred artifact.And he left the mansion with the artifact.Moreover, Miss Lucia also left with him.However, even in a situation that would seem like an emergency to others, there were some who remained unfazed and carefree.Encia, who was patrolling the hallway just moments ago, confidently extended a hand to her colleague.See! Didnt I tell you? Hand over the 100 shillings quickly.No, didnt you say something different?Whats different? I clearly said that the young master would make a move on the lady before the succession ceremony. Come on, hurry up.The maid who was knitting on the bed seemed taken aback.A month ago, Encia had initiated this bet, which had now lasted to this point. The short-haired black maid sighed deeply and took out ten 10-shilling coins from her wallet.Is this what you mean by making a move? I thought the two of them were physically fighting.I saw it clearly, okay? The young master smirked, and the lady got annoyed. Then she stormed out in her pajamas. If this isnt making a move, what is?Hmm Really?Encia, smiling brightly, snatched the coins from the black-haired maid. Watching the two, Ophilia could only sigh.By the way Arent you both worried about the two of them? Youre just casually bettingOphilia, who was waiting for the next shift, couldnt understand their nonchalant attitudes. She worriedly fidgeted with her fingers, concerned about the future leaders of Prient.Its fine, Ophilia. Ive already reported it quickly to Lady Yuma on the way here. And whats more? She already knew everything.Perhaps because she came in a hurry, Encia unbuttoned her uniform around her chest and waved a hand fan.There have been incidents like this before, havent there? Ophilia, you really need to get used to this kind of thing.That reminds me.A girl, apparently having just woken up, rubbed her eyes and said,I think something like this happened before about seventy years ago?Oh! I remember! The guy with orange hair and green eyes. The one who strangled his younger sibling?Right. He was such a weakling. He killed and then sobbed like a baby. Ridiculous.The black-haired maid chuckled as if recalling an amusing memory.But isnt comparing that trash to Shiron a bit unfair? Even if Shiron is a bit mischievous, he has shown his abilities. The lady, well, shes a mouthful to describe.When you think about it, incidents like this have happened several times before. In hindsight, its really not a big dealEven if something goes wrong, another head will emerge from a different family line.Arent you two being too cold-hearted?Ophilia thought her colleagues were being too indifferent. Unable to understand her roommates attitude, Encia sat down next to Ophilia.Seeing his first prey appear, Shiron grinned with fighting spirit.Alright, its slaughter time.Are you making a big deal over just one stray Frost Wolf?A sarcastic remark came from behind him, but Shiron ignored it. Right now, he had to focus on the enemy in front of him.Shiron crouched down and drew his sword.Through the trees and bushes, shining eyes, along with a hint of frost, locked onto Shiron.It was his first real battle. Hoping that all his efforts wouldnt be in vain, Shiron waited for the enemy to make the first move.Seeing Shiron in a battle stance, the wolf charged.With a snarl, the wolf opened its jaws wide towards Shirons face. But it was predictable. An attack coming in a straight line was too easy to dodge.Swiftly bending his knees, he swung his blade upwards. With a swift motion, Shirons blade cut through the wolfs belly. The wolf, unexpectedly thrown into the air, screamed in pain as blood sprayed out.With a thud, the wounded beast crashed into a tree on the opposite side. The fallen wolf gasped heavily.Huh.Shiron approached the wolf with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.I aimed for its vital part, but it didnt die with a single stroke. Am I really that weak?Shiron raised his sword and aimed for the wolfs eye.With a piercing sound, he felt the sensation of the eyeball and skull being crushed through the hilt. The wolf shivered for a moment, then went rigid, and soon after, it stopped breathing.Was all this fuss just for this?The voice full of irritation belonged to Lucia, who had been watching Shirons battle closely. Wearing only slippers and pajamas, she stared coldly at Shiron while rubbing her cold arms.Cold?Ignoring Lucias sarcastic comments, Shiron smirked back as Lucia glared at him unhappily.Yes. Thanks to someone, I came into this winter forest wearing only pajamas without a coat. Im cold.If you trained the way I taught you, you wouldnt be cold, would you?Shiron took off his coat and offered it to Lucia. Lucia just stared at him.What are you waiting for? Take it. My arms about to fall off.Arent you really cold?I told you. When have I ever lied to you?Lucia accepted Shirons kindness. Come to think of it, he was right. He had never lied to Lucia.So his bizarre training method was true.Lucia silently watched Shirons back as he led the way.Just wearing a tunic, a pair of leather pants, and shoes with a single insole, the boy didnt seem to be cold at all. It was as if he was on a spring walk.
