The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

A Cherflammen Worth Fighting For (Part 1)

**Greg**

Honestly, the wait for the results of the Lord Tenguri's testing of our gun design was nerve-wracking. I mean, after all the work Shevaun and I invested in that concept? It's hard to be indifferent once the answers came out. As such, I found that it was hard to catch a sleep while my mind was thinking of all the possible outcomes.

"..."

By contrast, Shevaun was as calm as ever. She sat on a nearby table, beside the bed she once shared with Princess Noir. I watched her read the letters stacked on her workspace, and she would pen some replies to some of those occasionally.

"Are you having a difficult time sleeping, milord?" she asked without even looking at my direction, which kind of creeped me out.

"How'd you know?"

"We Usarveds have sharp instincts than other demons," the demon chamberlain explained. "I can feel your stares from here."

"Sorry..."

"No, it's fine, milord. I have no issues about it."

Then, silence. For some reason, I don't know what to say after that, but I could feel that Shevaun wanted to say something to me. Well, as it was futile for me to sleep, I sat on my bed, waiting for the demon chamberlain to speak.

Soon, Shevaun broke the ice, "You want to ask something to me, milord?"

"Nothing, actually..." I told her, but soon, I changed my mind. "Right, I suddenly remembered. Why did Her Highness the Princess Noir leave for Darkmoor?"

"Our ambassador in Chersea, Lady Kalen Grattiani, wrote to her about her brother, the Lord Haya of the House Usarved."

"Oh right, I remember she did tell me that she has other siblings."

"Yes...and apparently, the Lord Haya did something to offend the Human Saint, so she ordered her paladins to hunt for him."

"The Lady Madelaine? What happened?"

"We don't know exactly; the Lady Grattiani told us that he was involved in some activities and members of the 'Knights of Cassandra David'."

I didn't reply after learning that. Deep inside, I was wondering...Lady Madelaine was normally a laid-back, nonchalant person. And for her to order her paladins to search for Princess Noir's brother, it must mean that the guy did something worse to piss her off.

I can't help but think that it may involve me...or 'Kuro', somehow.

"Lord Kuro?"

"Hm...?"

"Oh, my bad...I should refer to you as Lord Greg, right?"

"No, it's okay, milady. You can call me 'Kuro' as well; I won't mind. It's just that, this 'Kuro' guy felt like a distant memory to me, though I know he is also me..." I heaved a sigh, "I don't know...but give me time. I'm sure I'll get used to being 'Kuro' again."

Shevaun chuckled, "I sure wish to see that moment again, and I'm sure, Her Highness would love to have you back."

"What?" I jested, "Princess Noir's got her brother!"

"Eh...she hated him," the chamberlain revealed, never hiding her disgusted expression. "Not only her; every one of us in Castle Darkmoor hated the Lord Haya. That's why milady returned to our city. In case her brother reappears there after escaping from Chersea, she can come up with countermeasures so he can't take a foothold of Usarved territories, and secure his strength with his supporters."