Chapter 18
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(Renée’s POV)
Diwen’s tired expression turned into annoyance.
I wondered how the dragon bones ended up with Count Sirius, I didn’t even know anything about it.
But instead of explaining, Diwen glanced at me with his arms crossed.
“I’ll tell you when it’s just the two of us.”
“…Let’s do then.”
“Oh, if you can’t talk because of me, would you like it if I moved away?”
Somehow, the mission was successful and the reason for staying at the banquet disappeared, however, Diwen and Reden both stared at me.
My eyes narrowed in bewilderment at their meaningful gaze, Diwen said something meaningful with a smiling face in response.
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“More than that, you were cool yesterday.”
“Uh, Yes?”
“Why did you hit him so hard? His cheek is still swollen.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t mean anything else. Actually, I’m just a little thankful. The mark ‘you’ left looked really great on him, because I hate him.”
While pondering over his words, I asked him as if possessed.
“Did you see who I hit?”
“Huh? Yeah. Why? Were you surprised that you were caught secretly slapping people?”
“No, that’s not it…..”
That means he knows the person I slapped last night.
I tried to ask who it was but Diwen’s words were faster.
“Oh, my. I just happened to be across the hallway, so I saw it all. Well, anyway.”
Diwen took a step closer, he bowed to match my height and whispered.
“You asked why I got the hit meant for you? That slap was the main reason. Thank you for hitting Zion yesterday, Renée.”
“······”
“I never thought I’d ever live to the day I’d say ‘thank you’ to you.”
His eyes, speaking as if he found all this funny, shone splendidly. Realizing that purple eyes were such an eerie color, I muttered with my lips.
‘This man hates me.’
Of course, who wouldn’t hate Renee Blair? Still, it felt like this guy, Diwen Fergus, hated me in a different way.
“I see.”
I was fortunate that I somehow avoided dying by his hand, but…… As long as this man hates me, this man will kill me anytime if a reason arises.
My intuition chimed like a red alarm and informed me.
“Go away.”
At that time, Reden’s hands, which were colder than usual, wrapped around my shoulders. At the same time, Diwen straightened his bent back and smiled slyly.
“See you later, Marquis Blair.”
“Yes, I will. But I don’t want you to be this gullible by then.”
