Escape From The Tyrant

Back to the past Bag.13

For now, I'm hiding my skills. Charlize let out a slow breath. The first question I've been waiting for.

'It shouldn't be part of making mistakes'.

Once a word is planted, it is deeply rooted, and a thought develops quickly.

Whether conscious or unconscious, there will always be shadows left at lower levels.

Why is there such a word? Words have spiritual power. At least Charlize believed in that power.

'How can I say that it was to tame him?'

Charlize thought calmly.

I have to be careful. Dylan's interest is what I really want to get. It was an opportunity that might never come again.

It's my job to get through psychology first.

Fortunately, Charlize was good at improvising.

"I know that feeling."

Charlize decided to be honest.

By showing off his hidden skills, he attracted his curiosity.

Now it's time to satisfy this curiosity.

"Don't you think there's another genius like the Prince?"

“…”

"A genius who can understand the Prince."

Charlize whispered as if she was telling a secret.

'Of course you are very special. But I'm special too.'

Charlize used this word in an elegant style.

Dylan's face was slightly expressionless.

"However."

“...Yes, Your Highness.”

“I admit that you are great in master swordsmanship. But as far as I know, there is no one else like me in this world.”

Dylan's eyes are deep.

A little arrogant, but reassuring because Dylan said it.

"Do you know the word self-esteem?"Charlize said

"Yes the teacher."

“Can you explain it?”

“...This is a psychological concept that says that it keeps changing depending on the family environment, values, and personality.”

"Yes." Yeah."

Charlize smiled gently.

“Even before I heard the word. I know my pride is high.”

"What does this have to do with the topic now?"

“Isn't it the same for Prince? you must always be confident."

Dilan shut his mouth.

Because it's true.

The boy was born with dignity. He just found out. This was an unequivocal truth that he had never doubted in his life.

Charlize looked at Dylan.

“No problem if no one knows. I never need to be acknowledged by someone. Okay, I get it, so self-esteem is high. ”

Dilan's eyes were shaking.

"The apple is red and the bird flies."

That is the Empire proverb.

“This is natural common sense. Even a very small child knows basic human knowledge. And I've known that since I was a kid like common sense. How glorious, special, and wonderful I am.”

Charlize whispered softly to Dylan.

"It's easy to do anything, and sometimes it's better to be so good that you don't have to be powerless."

Dylan hid his extraordinary talent. As a result. No one knows he's a genius. Before he returned to the past, he did so until his death.

But now Charlize said that, as if she knew Dylan's true nature.

'That is a real picture that no one pays attention to.'

Dylan recalled the rumor about Charlize, who was actually a completely different person from the rumor, when she was branded as a bad woman.

He sympathized with Charlize.

Sympathy, what does that mean?

“Do you know how I feel?”

“What kind of feeling? Getting bored? The feeling of deprivation that comes from where you can have anything you want?"

Dilan was surprised.

Because it was a feeling that made him suffer so much.

“I'd be happy if I was normal. I'm bored because I'm superior. Life is boring.I thought it would be nice to live like that, so I hid my abilities from others, yet it was not as pleasant as I thought.”

It was a great answer that Dylan had never imagined.

Charlize looked directly inside him.

“But to keep seeing people who don't even recognize your talent.isn't that no fun anymore, right?”

"…Just right."

The boy had no fun in his life.

He often forgets the reason why he lives.

Dylan agreed carefully.

Charlize did not avoid Dylan's eyes. It is necessary to tame it once again. And now it must be an opportunity.

'What should I say?'

In order to penetrate his heart deeper, what should I do?

Even when Charlize was criticized by everyone, she was impressed by her performance. He never thought deeply about his appearance.

But at this moment, he felt that he should use everything he had.

Charlize recalled the portrait of her biological mother she had seen in the memorial room.

His expression naturally became strange. His eyes became calm. Even though his body was small, he had destructive power. Is that Keira's indelible imprint?

Even if he laughed innocently and calmly like a child, he was strong.

There is a refreshing feeling that comes to an extreme in one subject with a face that will look good when biting candy.

Like a mysterious fairy, without showing any limits.

Dylan nodded slowly.

"You asked me if I fought in a duel for your honor Prince."

“…”

"Yes that's right."

Charlize looked flirtatious at the moment.

Dylan's mouth was tightly shut.

It did not tremble at all like a rock sinking beneath a calm surface.

But at this moment, Charlize wanted to be attractive, and her intentions were successful. Dylan thinks he's too attractive.

"The prince didn't ask, but did you allow me to say one more thing?"

“... I'll allow it.”

“You can be wary of me. And you can ignore me like everyone else.”

I feel like Dylan is currently stopping breathing.

"If it's hard for the prince to be ambiguous, so you can only choose to be completely indifferent or obsessed."

Ashblond hair is not golden hair. Open and smooth impression. It shakes with laughter.

The white skin resembles ivory and the lips are thick.

I saw Dylan's cheeks harden. Charlize had a hunch that she had broken through the wall of Dylan's heart. Charlize laughs. It was a bright laugh.

*****

I felt like I was hit in the head with a hammer. Dilan shocked.

When Charlize says it's okay to obsess, she looks very attractive.

Dylan disagreed that Charlize's attractive appearance was a strength of the Venetia* bloodline*.

That's Charlize's unique vibe.

The smell of lilac, even when I was silent, felt fresh.

It seemed fragile and delicate, but the inside looked like a terrifying monster.

'What swallowed you?'

Dylan was curious about Charlize.

I would rather be convinced if the princess was a flamboyant beauty with red hair.

It was obviously calm, but it attracted attention because it was so beautiful.

What seductive atmosphere was to blame for the poison he had? Then why does it light up?

Dylan doesn't judge people by appearance. He felt perplexed after feeling the same feeling within Charlize who was firm.

He didn't think anyone would be able to guess his thoughts, and that there would be someone similar to him.

This is not arrogance. It really feels like it.

'Yes, you're just like me.'

In simple words, Dylan had no feelings or emotions.

He knew he could have anything he wanted, but he had no desire. Charlize's words of indifference or obsession are to show her exactly.

As soon as I have a wish, I will try to keep it in my hands regardless of the way and how I will have it.

Charlize laughed like Siren**, which prompted her to desire.

"That's the same person."

Charlize guessed Dylan's mind right. His true self, which no one recognizes.

Dylan was not low enough to react sensitively as he tried to take off his mask. He knows how to maintain a consistent calm at all times.

"I will accept whatever direction the obsession has expressed."

But only this time.

Charlize wanted to break down the wall that surrounded Dylan's heart.

*****

Charlize took a four-day vacation. It was to attend the sword competition.

However, there is one problem.

'How do I hide my identity?'

I answered a question from Dylan, so I don't regret revealing my sword science. That was the right time.

I had to keep it a secret just to attend the sword competition. The winner gets too much attention.

As a winner, Charlize thought to ask “Rubuan-Helu” as request.

'Women contestants are too interesting.'

Charlize was thinking of dressing like a man.

I looked in the mirror in the room. Even if I tie my hair. It can't even hide my appearance.

Should I cut my hair? Or coloring? Should I wear a wig? But I can't cover my face.

What about my body? Even if I wrapped it in a bandage pressed against my chest, I would still not be able to hide my true gender.

“Aah..”.

But it's not enough.

I'll try it.I grabbed the pressure bandage I prepared at will. I looked in the mirror carefully.

'This is Charlize Ronan, no matter who sees it.'

The attractive appearance is very unusual. Charlize bit her lip.

At least Dylan would know. There's more. The knights who witnessed the duel. And some knights from the Grand Duke family.

Charlize's gaze turned to the dagger on the table. If I cut and dye my hair with it. Don't I look like a pretty guy?

But wait a minute.

“…?”

Charlize blinked her eyes. The fairy pulled her face out of the vase decorated with flowers.

It was a familiar face. It was close to a friend I saw last time.

"Are you hungry?"

Charlize folded her eyes, smiled and asked in a friendly manner.

This time the fairy shook her head.

"Then?"

The elf whispered around Charlize.

The two fairies were talking alternately to each other. Charlize opened her eyes wide.

Of course it is not wise to know what is on your mind even if you do not say it. The elf flapped his wings.

Charlize quietly accepted the fairy's help.

A few white flashes in front of my eyes. It was a dreamy but mysterious experience. When I opened my eyes after a slight dizziness, something changed about Charlize.

I looked in the mirror with surprised eyes. There was a handsome boy standing in the mirror. Charlize's mood is still there, but it's not strong enough to recognize that it's Charlize the moment you see her.

I don't think I should wear a pressure bandage. My breath became comfortable.

The elf whispered. It was a voice that tickled my ears.

When I wanted to stop disguising myself as a man, I felt like I was being told to blow out a candle.

Charlize forgot her mind to hold the sword. I'm thrilled. I knew it would pay off, but I didn't expect much.

I felt like I was suddenly taking money on the road.

Charlize laughed out loud.

"Thank you very much."

The voice that is spoken is beauty. But it was exactly like the voice of a boy.

Charlize tilted her head.

"Thank you."

I have to be careful with how I speak. Charlize thought and reached out to the fairy.

The elf also felt better along with the cheerful Charlize, with a bright smile. Sit on his finger, and then slowly disappear.

"I need to worry about getting caught."

Tomorrow is the first day of the sword competition. He had already volunteered in the contest under the pseudonym 'Lize'.

The participants are many because this is the first competition in 10 years. A full tournament was held from the second day. The race was held for three days.

The first day is the preliminary round. Charlize was confident.

* venetia: The Latin name for the city of Venice; it was also after being associated with the name of the Roman goddess of love, Venus.

** Siren: In Greek mythology, the Sirens were dangerous creatures, luring nearby sailors with their enchanting music and singing sounds to sink ships on the rocky shores of their island.