Chapter 315 - Like a single colour (2/2)

”I am honest,” Lyn pointed out. ”I'm not afraid of him, not once has he scared me. But, I'm just caught off guard how desperate he seems.”

”Desperate, huh, indeed. It has been so many years, he's been longing for you for so long.”

Longing? She doesn't understand those type of feelings.

”Eat up.”

Lyn turned to the food, and her eyes brightened. ”It smells delicious, thank you, Arthur.”

”I met your boyfriend. He seems to be a nice guy.”

”Kazuya?”

Arthur smiled, ”Nice men always seem to flock to you.”

Lyn rolled her eyes at that comment. Is he complimenting himself there? But she supposes that is like him. ”Arthur, you didn't come here to talk about this, right?” from the moment they saw each other again, it looked like he had something important that he wanted to tell her.

”Remember what I was talking to your brother?”

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It probably did not occur to any of those guys, that somebody would boldly attack them from the middle of town. When Allen received the report, he rushed over.

So that's how things will be, huh? Allen was watching everything from a nearby rooftop. He more or less assumed that would be the case. He watches Lyn make a pathway; you really do fight in the side of justice. But that's precisely why it would become somewhat troublesome if she became the enemy.

His thoughts broke off upon when he spotted the maroon hair beside her. Kazuya you... From the beginning, did he already know about it? No, for sure, you did. Although Allen always thought that his fiance was completely different than all the others. He didn't think that it was to this extent.

A power regarded as something that once caused a catastrophe before. Allen heard about it; rather, he was quite young when the event happened; it was only a mere blur in his memory.

Yet Allen could still remember every single sensation. Hearing a clattering sound, Allen sighed. ”Pupillam.”

”I found the evidence I've been looking for. Prince Allen, you....you bastard,” she shouted. This was the first time the girl had ever cursed at him while he knew from the very start that the girl had always been holding back her words against him.

Before he could react, though, Pupillam had slammed him across to the other side, his back hitting the wall edge of the building rooftop. Almost on the verge of falling, yet he managed to regain his balance. Blood trickles against his face; she packed quite the punch there. But even then, it surprised him.

Allen places his hand over his face, indeed, to have the fresh color of red transfer to his hands instead. It was just one hit, yet the impact had caused the organs in his body almost to come to a halt. So this woman had this much strength? Who would have thought?

”I wasn't expecting that. You could have just ended my life.

”I'm afraid if I did that before explaining things to the Princess, she would surely hate me.”

This crushing presence before it didn't before him before he wasn't bothered at all by it. But now things have changed, it'll end up exactly like how that person says.

Lyn... What she has been purposely suppressing this entire time. Will she be able to at least respond a little to the question he asked?

Pupillam sighed, ”I dislike the new forms of weapons, so I won't use it.”

”...a knights pride?”

She sends him a sly smile, ”Well, I'm glad you have that much at least figured out. If not, it would be rather troublesome. Funny, you wouldn't think Knights would follow any sets of rules, but there are a few, and amongst them, I went ahead and broke it. About using a dangerous weapon.” Her gaze softens, ”But that's fine with me, you know? Because she's already suffering a whole great deal. She's already longed crossed that line.”

Allen says nothing in response but recalls what that person told him.

'The burden she carries is one no one will understand. No matter how similar, no matter how close to the person she gets. They will understand it. She long accepted that factor. Because she has accepted it, she's always maintained a distance between herself and others. No, she doesn't isolate herself; she lets people gather around her. Yet even if she's close with them, there's a wall.

Many have tried to climb over that wall, and some choose just to remain halfway and don't rise to the very top. Those people do  care about her a great deal, but they do not have the courage to cross. To climb over and say it. They don't wish to see it, that suffering and the color of her world that has longed been stained with a single color. But you know she will soon realize it. That color that she has always associated with something terrible will become the cornerstone to her world'.

That guy said a lot; he didn't pin that guy as someone who spoke a lot too.

”....you came back. Because you realized he's here, did you not?”

Pupillam must have gone to her father's place, gotten the information, and discovered what had happened.

At that comment, Pupillam punched his face, causing him to cough several times. Took him a few moments before he regained his energy to speak, ”Must you solve everything with violence?”

”I am a knight after all,” Pupillam trailed off and then helped him back up. ”As a Knight, I'll accept my punishment for harming you later.”

He chuckles, ”I see.”