Snowlyn
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The horse ran at a moderate pace. By Lucian's standards, it was merely a breeze, but Kosha's situation was a bit different. The last time he had ridden a horse was when he was six. Thanks to strict training from a very young age, his posture was ingrained, but he was not accustomed to going at speed. Fortunately, the well-trained white horse was extremely steady, and Lucian was someone who could hold on even without holding the reins on a horse running at full gallop. He skillfully guided the horse…-
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With his hand still pinned to the floor and his other hand bound behind his back, Eydrick drew a dagger from inside his clothing and pressed it against Beorn's nape. "Huh, huk…." Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Beorn, who hadn't even grasped the situation, gasped in shock, while Eydrick's expression remained as serene as ever, having subdued a man in an instant. "W-what are you doing, you bastards…! No, but are you really a gooseherd?" Beorn stammered. He was one of those who…
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The voice was so calm it was difficult to gauge any emotional highs or lows. So for a moment, Lucian didn't quite grasp the meaning of the words. "Ah." And as he understood, the atmosphere plummeted into the gutter. Not just for Lucian, but for his knights and advisors as well. The subordinates accompanying him were all people who could be considered Lucian's close aides, so they had a general grasp of the background and enough sense to read the situation. ...What do we do? Should we pick it…
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Eydrick looked up at Kosha, who was standing blankly, and asked. Kosha nodded. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm completely healed now." "...That's a relief. I was a bit worried." He gave a faint smile and averted his gaze. And then there were no more words. Neither of them were particularly talkative to begin with, and there wasn't much common ground between a knight and a Mage, so the silence was, in a way, inevitable. Eydrick seemed unfazed, but Kosha felt strangely compelled to say something,…
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"The procession of Gykrux mages has crossed the tributary of the Elga River." A middle-aged man wearing the insignia of the Royal Household on his collar whispered into Lucian's ear, covering his mouth with his hand. True to the typical manner of those from that department, he barely moved his lips when speaking. "Hmm." Lucian responded with an indifferent hum. At the same time, a valet from the wardrobe draped a dark blue cloak over Lucian's shoulders and fastened it with a fibula. Engraved on…
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"You want to help me?" Kosha asked, pointing at the lizard still perched dumbly on the woman's hand. And she... as if only just noticing the lizard's presence, stared fixedly at her palm for a while. "Ah." "......?" "So this was a lizard? Yes, now that I look, it does seem to resemble one." She scrutinized the thing on her palm this way and that, then slightly furrowed her brows and tickled the area near the lizard's head with her fingertip. The lizard trembled its head. At the same time,…
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Kosha gazed at the handsome blond man who had taken the seat Gosrick had been occupying, feeling somewhat unreal. He was always good-looking, but perhaps because it had been a while since Kosha last saw him, he seemed to shine even brighter now. Then, Kosha became deeply concerned about his own disheveled appearance—something that hadn’t bothered him at all while he was with Gosrick. He hadn’t properly washed for days, and he must be filthy and smelly from sweating so much during his illness….…
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Should I have just waited there earlier? Well, when I was little, if I seemed lost, I was told not to wander around looking for my governess but to stay put, that she would come find me soon, I think I remember hearing that... Especially since in the castle, there are watching eyes everywhere... It was when he reached that thought. A clattering sound came from somewhere. At the far end of the not-so-long corridor, a faint light flickered dimly. When a long human shadow began to sway from the…
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"But the archive in the first tower of the East Wing is different. It originally contained the Queen's personal collection, so it's slightly off the radar. Fewer eyes on it, you could say." It was still a story Kosha couldn't make heads or tails of, but this time he quietly nodded along. "After the Queen died, the Eldest Daughter inherited it all, and she happens to be away from the castle. Thanks to that, security in the East Wing is a bit lax. Especially at night." "……." "So, what I'm…
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Once again, it was maddeningly distracting. Mylotte cleared his throat for no reason. It was truly an unavoidable thing—the ‘that issue’ swirling in his head had leaped out of his mouth along with the cough. “About that Mage.” Lucian, who had been flipping through documents, looked up. “…Isn’t his lips a bit swollen?” After spitting it out, Mylotte felt a bit of regret for bringing it up unnecessarily. “Why are you looking at his lips?” The response he got back was…
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