Violant of the SilverCh49.2 - Castle Town and Ghost Story (VII)

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Night had already fallen on the royal capital. In the castle’s guest room, Vio greeted the knights who had returned from dealing with the aftermath of the kidnapping. He then offered them tea after they all seated themselves on the chaise longue.

Lantz took the sketchbook filled with sketches of Vio and threw it into the fireplace. Immediately, the paper turned into ash, refreshing Vio. “Thank you, Sir Lantz. For concealing my presence this afternoon in that place.”

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Lantz scrutinized Vio. “Are you truly fine with that? They kidnapped a son of the Duke. Holding them responsible for such a grave crime could grant them a heavier charge.”

“Yes, but between charging them and standing out, I don’t really have a choice but to choose the latter. Fortunately, they seem to have committed a lot of crimes. They’re the ‘ghost’ in that rumored ghost story circulating around the castle town. I heard the story from Legi. They should have had many victims.” Once Vio recalled the details of that ghost story, he immediately gained a rough idea of the true situation. “I don’t mind you reporting my kidnapping, but I request that you keep it a secret from my family.” 64TBjc

“I find it difficult to understand your reasoning, but I will do as you wish. Rest assured, I will ensure that the guards don’t speak a word of this to anyone.”

“Thank you. Your appearance doesn’t show it, but you’re a good person. You’re smart too. As expected of His Highness the Crown Prince’s personal knight,” murmured Vio.

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Slight embarrassment spread across Legion and Cheval’s faces. Legion said, “No, you’re too kind, Lord Violant.”

“Yeah. I just assisted Legi. I didn’t do anything in particular,” added Cheval.

“You were able to calmly respond to such an unexpected situation. You’ve all also settled everything in a swift manner. As expected of the Royal Knights. It’s a great relief to me.” Even so, a sense of discomfort continued to nag Vio. For some reason, he felt like he had forgotten something.

As he pondered what this was, Cheval asked him with unusually serious eyes, “By the way, Lord Violant, where did the scar on your stomach come from?”

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“I mean, no matter how I look at it, it’s clearly caused by a blade. It wasn’t your brother, right? Please tell me if you ever need help. Also, can’t His Majesty the Emeritus King do something about this?”

Despite Cheval’s typically nonchalant attitude, he took this matter more seriously than Vio expected. 

Vio shook his head. “Thank you for worrying about me. It’s true that my brother’s a terrible person, but he won’t point his blade toward family. I also shouldn’t trouble my grandfather with this matter… This is solely my fault.”

Just like the previous times, Vio grew sad and gloomy upon recalling that incident. He concealed his emotions with a smile. “Let’s stop talking about this. Once again, thank you so much for today. I’m tired, so I will now retire for the night. You should all be tired as well. Please take a proper rest soon.” fFhwUu

Vio nodded toward Lantz and Cheval in farewell and withdrew to his bedroom.

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After sending Vio off with a sad expression, Cheval whispered, “Hey, did I say something wrong?”

“You’re really stupid. But your conscience deserves praise.”

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“Uhh, Sir Lantz, is that an insult or a compliment?”

Ignoring Cheval’s question, Lantz also rose to his feet. “I still have to talk to the town’s guards about the painter. You should all turn in for the night ahead of me except for Cheval. You’re on watch duty tonight,” he said. “I’ll be back shortly. Please excuse me.” 7VO0Q6

As soon as Lantz exited the room, Cheval tilted his head and asked, “Hey, don’t you think Sir Lantz seems to be in a bad mood?”

“Maybe he can sympathize with Lord Violant,” said Legion. “Sir Lantz doesn’t seem to be close with his siblings either. He’s the fifth son of a noble, and I heard it’s not strange for a noble family to treat someone so far down the line of succession like a servant”

“Hmm, being a noble sure can be difficult. I never would’ve thought,” murmured Cheval. “By the way, don’t you think we’re forgetting something?”

“Yeah, I feel the same way, but I can’t place just what it is I forgot.” BVYvHx

Then they turned to the servants room, along with Jill, who stood by the corner of the room. At that moment, they finally realized the source of this elusive feeling.

“Rille! We forgot to pick her up!”

“No way! How could I forget my beloved Miss Rille?!”

“This is terrible. I will have someone pick her up,” said Jill, leaving the room that instant. jKkQrW

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