Chapter 310: Breeze (1) (1/2)

The night sky was vanishing.

The twinkling stars faded and the white moon was swallowed up by the darkness, eventually disappearing into a faint and weak light.

The sun rose in the distance.

It soon began to fill the whole world with its own light as it lit up the vanishing night sky with scarlet light.

Darkness came again.

The burning sun was forcibly swallowed, and the stars that flickered at the base of the sun gradually lost its light.

The witch of the west forest saw it.

She sat and blankly looked up the sky before looking in front again.

She was at the center of the world.

She, who was only a soul, read the records of the world there and finally realized the truth.

And that was why she was hesitant to leave the center of the world.

The moment she went out, she had to share her knowledge with Asmodeus, the overlord of lust.

“I can’t do that.”

The truth she saw was too dangerous.

It was completely different from what the witch herself expected.

If this fact is known…

The witch of west forest raised her head.

The moon that was spitted out by the darkness guided with its faint glow the stars that had lost their way.

“It will only be a matter of time in the end.”

The witch of the west forest spoke respectfully.

She said that even though she knew that the other party could not hear her, and even if they did, they would not understand.

In a matter of time.

The truth would eventually be known.

But it had to be delayed as much as possible.

“In the end, I have no choice but to hold my breath and wait.”

I didn’t come here for this.

I’d rather help those kids outside than do this.

Darkness began to threaten the white moon again.

The witch of the west forest lied down and then curled up her body as she looked away from the night sky. She closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep.

She wanted to wake up right before the truth was revealed.

Or right after the truth was known.

The witch of the west forest prayed.

May that time be delayed as much as possible.

She hoped that it would not happen at all.

But she already knew.

That day was not far away.

Even at this very moment, it was slowly approaching.

The witch of the west forest shut her eyes.

She remembered the faces of two people, Jude and Cordelia.

***

When Jude left, the elves of the Orange Gate led Cordelia and Scarlet to a small but cozy guest room.

“We’ll let you know when your party arrives.”

The elves were more polite to them, whether it was because they had already been acknowledged as guests, or because of Jude’s power they had witnessed.

Cordelia nodded in satisfaction and leaned against a long sofa. Scarlet sat next to her.

And a few minutes later.

Having been blankly staring at the pattern on the wallpaper, Cordelia suddenly turned to her side.

She saw Scarlet sitting with her back straight.

Her eyes were closed, but it seemed like she was not asleep as her fingers occasionally shook on her lap.

‘Is she reviewing it?’

The battle between Jude and Elune.

In fact, Scarlet was like a playable character in terms of talent. After all, she was one of the future Four Great Swordmen.

Perhaps she gained something from the match of the two.

‘A genius is a genius.’

I’m bored, but I’ll talk to her later.

Having made such a decision, Cordelia sat more comfortably on the sofa and closed her eyes. She did not review the match like Scarlet, but she was tired so she thought about sleeping for a moment.

And a few more minutes.

No, perhaps it was a few dozens of minutes.

Cordelia who had dozed off opened her eyes with a blank expression on her face. Her sleepy eyes saw Scarlet looking at her.

“If you want to sleep, lie down over there. I’ll wipe your drool.”

“Eh?”

She said absentmindedly, and Scarlet sighed before wiping Cordelia’s mouth with a handkerchief.

“Lie down and sleep.”

“Lie down. Yes, lie down.”

Cordelia lied down on the sofa she was sitting on with her feet up, and Scarlet frowned but decided to give up.

Because whether she lied down here or on the other sofa did not matter. Scarlet stood up and thought it would be better for her to just sit on the other sofa.

“By the way.”

“Yes?”

Cordelia was about to fall asleep again, but she blinked and asked back. Scarlet sat down on the other sofa and propped her chin with her hand. She said as she looked elsewhere for some reason.

“Are they okay?”

“Who? Jude? If it’s him, he will be fine. You’ve seen how strong he was, right?”

“No, not Black Cloak.”

“Then who?”

“Lord Lucas. He’s still in a dangerous situation.”

Jude and Cordelia had said not to worry, so she stopped worrying, but when she sat alone in a quiet place, she became worried.

‘There are elven knights. And it seems like there were also high-ranking demonic humans.’

The last time Scarlet saw Lucas was in the royal capital almost half a year ago.

Lucas at that time was a prospect, but one could say that he was still weak.

He was definitely strong compared to his peers, but he was weaker than Scarlet and even weaker than the elite elven knights guarding the Red Gate.

‘Of course, I’ve heard that he’s gotten stronger, but…’

When she remembered Lucas’ innocent smile which somehow reminded her of a big dog, she became worried as if she saw a baby by the riverside.

“Kajsa is there.”

“I know that, so he’ll be fine. Because he’s strong.”

Scarlet roughly spoke, and Cordelia smirked.

“Oh my, you’re worried about Lucas, huh?”

“Not a lot, but a bit.”

“Yes, yes, I know. I understand everything.”

Cordelia nodded with a happy expression and soon began to laugh, and Scarlet pouted in embarrassment.

‘Strange.’

Scarlet clearly did not have a bad impression of him when she met him in the royal capital, but she was not that close to him either.

Why am I suddenly concerned?

‘No, it’s not sudden.’

Even after I’ve returned to the empire, I remember his face from time to time.

How is he?

Is he doing well?

What is he doing now?

Lucas’ face then came to her mind.

A Lucas staring at her as he blushed and heavily breathed.

A Lucas whispering something to her as he had a sly smile that was uncharacteristic of him.

‘Huh?’

Wait. What? Have I ever seen his face like that?

Or rather, in the first place, we’ve never been in a situation where… he was blushing and heavily breathing, right?

But her doubts were short-lived.

It disappeared from her mind at some point like melting snow.

All that was left was her vague feelings for Lucas.

Love, hatred, compassion, and longing.

But these quickly disappeared too.

She heard Cordelia’s voice.

“He’ll be fine. As I’ve said before, Lucas has become very strong too. And he’s gotten a lot cooler. He’s the next coolest after Jude though.”

“That’s the best compliment by your standards, huh?”

Scarlet said a bit sarcastically, but Cordelia did not mind it as she grinned and continued.

“But he’s really cool. Should I say that he’s become more manly? He seems like an adult now.”

He was still obviously like a kid when Biltwein the Hero was involved, so one could call him a ‘kidult.’

In any case, Cordelia began to sing praises about Lucas, and Scarlet pretended to not be interested, though her ears were clearly perked up.

“Anyway, just look forward to it. You’ll be surprised when you meet him.”

“Ahem.”

Scarlet still pretended to be indifferent and not show any reaction, but Cordelia did not miss seeing Scarlet’s pink earlobes and faint smile.