Surviving As The Protagonist
Chapter 34: Misunderstanding
The sound from the spinning wheel of the carriage was quite fulfilling in such a quiet situation as this moment. Reygan and Lucy are currently silent with their own thoughts. Several times the man turned to Lucy, but the only reply was Lucy by turning her face towards the window of the horse-drawn carriage. The girl just stayed and was swept away in her daydream.
I know that in the end Reygan's nature can change like that for sure because of the magic of the devil's charm. What exactly is he after me and Reygan like that for? Is there something I missed? The history of the dark wizard is not so much in the library.
“Lucy. You angry?” asked the man hesitating.
“Hmph.” He did not want to answer other than to silence her. His lips look pursed a sign of a slumber.
I also understand, Reygan didn't mean to behave like that. But why did I get this sorry?!
“Since when did you know?” ask the man suddenly. His face now turned towards him, finally Lucy wanted to look at him after an hour of travel passed.
“About you who were exposed to enchantment magic?” ask the girl in a flat tone.
“Yes, but the magic can disappear if Lucy channels purification magic to me.” explained the man as he buried his eyes.
The girl was now looking at both of her palms with a puzzled look. “What is your attitude change because every time I touch you? But— how can... I never even used purification magic to you?!” he still doesn't believe in a situation like this.
“Why would a genius magician say such a basic thing? Magic for a magician is like breathing in everyday life. You without the need to rule it is also certain that magic will react by itself.” After sighing he explained and answered everything from Lucy's question. Until now the ruby iris stared fixedly at him.
“What...this has to do with your lost memory?” asked the man seriously. The girl who was nervous now replied while turning her face away.
“Se—seems so.” Spontaneous the girl turned around accompanied by her cold sweaty face.
This is because I really don't know! Lately I have also not studied magic nor the theory of magic because it is fixated on the feast of Sheyra's maturity.
“So, how do you realize all this?” ask Reygan again. It seems like he just let go of this question.
His eyes were soft, he looked at Reygan with disappointment. On the other hand, he felt very relieved that in reality he had never hated Lucy as much as he did.
When Lucy was about to return to the party hall, Sir Emillo blocked her wrist and told her of a secret that was still a small assumption.
He said he had previously gathered all his intentions and heart to ask Reygan about his views when he saw Sheyra up close. Miraculously that answer really became a clue of all his questions all along, let alone this really had to do with something he had about Sheyra to some informant.
After gathering his courage, Crylo seemed to ask him this. “Your Majesty, what exactly makes you so interested in the Lady of the Baron family?” the question is really curious. And besides the man there was a girl who loved him so sincerely to him.
“I don't know, if it's nearby.it's very shiny and shines like jewelry. Her interest really made me feel like there was no one as attractive as her in this world, it was strange that I was with her and saw Lucy around me. The woman really did look unattractive in my eyes.” his message with a strange feeling that filled his mind all this time.
“You only like their physique huh?” his chirps looked at the young man with a look of disdain.
“Hey don't stare at me like an asshole so dong!” his protest felt dislike, intermittent then a large lump appeared on the knight's forehead.
“I'm sorry. I'm just kidding.” seriously while standing firmly behind him.
“Intinya, all I felt when I saw Sheyra was a feeling that just wanted to pay attention and protect her. Unless Lucy holds my hand tightly, I can think clearly. She shone like an angel, her positive-looking aura really made me think, how could I be attracted to someone with a terrible smile like Sheyra?” tanyanya while staring warmly at the bottom of her hand.
Every day his head was filled with excruciating pain. But every time he met her it was as if he was healed of his pain. The touch of Lucy's hand really made her feel alive.
“Actually your headache is happening since when anyway?” sir Emillo was really curious.
“That's... it seems that since the funeral of my former fiancee.” her successful reply made both her eyeballs moved.
That meant when he met Miss Chevelle for the first time right? I don't know what to say anymore, but I think that woman bewitched Her Majesty so that she couldn't twitch when in front of her, that means.. Miss Lucy gave the antidote to Her Majesty so that the magic could escape her body.
“Means the conclusion, you can be yourself when near Miss Lucy right?” asked the man who wanted to confirm his assumption once again.
“Hmm, more or less so. What is it anyway?” asked the man full of suspicion. This conversation actually took place the day after Reygan and Lucy's engagement at the Diamond Hall.
One day, he propped up his chin on the table and told her about Lucy.
“I feel strange to Lucy since losing her memory, she is truly the most graceful and elegant woman in this kingdom. But his nature was really turned into rough, he even spilled wine to Sheyra at his maturity party.” he said while trying to continue his work that had been delayed. Now he pulled a hairy pen and signed some documents on the table.
He also thought about this oddity about Lucy, after he lost his memory he tried several times to invite an appointment and send a letter to him. But after the feast of his maturity ended with several months that had passed, there was never again a letter that came on his behalf nor someone who always came to visit him when he was practicing the sword. Even if it were not for the call of His Majesty, he would not have set foot voluntarily in the palace.
“Surprisingly, after so long without meeting. We passed by in the Capital City, as per the rumors, I saw that the wrist was filled with groceries. I just feel sorry for the Count, his business is almost bankrupt. But his daughter suddenly turns strange with a wasteful life to waste money as she pleases. Though if he wants like that should just tell me.” his sulk that looks unhappy.
“He also did not intend to invite me to talk. After greeting, he left just like that.” he continued that looks desperate, but his heart realized that Lucy's actions are indeed appropriate for him.
“Because she must have hated me for treating her like that.” her emotions while burying her head on the table.
He said, but if he wanted luxury or anything, just say and ask this to him. It was not necessary to trouble the Count master to such an extent. Is Lucy's eyes not that useful? Is his attitude like that a form of revenge against me?
All Reygan said he understood was how much Reygan cared about Lucy. Sir Emillo only confirmed one thought in his heart, that His Majesty had never hated him.
Several times Lucy rebelled and applied for the annulment of the engagement, but Reygan never agreed. Until because of the insistence of the King finally Lucy willing to accept the engagement by forced.
Until the end of the sentence before the girl actually returned to the hall of the party, Sir Emillo gave her a message to, “Hold Your Majesty's hand and cast the enchantment from your hand, I think it's the antidote to the enchantment magic that Miss Sheyra gave her.”
Because magic that comes from darkness can never be united with purification magic.
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“So, Crylo said such a thing yes.” watered the young man with a face that turned towards the window.
“Ingenious also he.” he continued with an invisible facial expression. Lucy just looked at him with a strange feeling.
“From that, why did His Majesty never say this to me? In the previous party you even said to always hold your hand! Then why all this time you never explained anything to me?” his interrogation with an annoyed look.
He just thought that Lucy and Reygan in the novel could end up like that because of a never-ending misunderstanding like this? Hearing the words of the magician in his dream, he said that a broken soul and a protracted feeling of sadness would affect the magic power he possessed.
What does that mean, until Lucy dies she can't break the dark magic attached to Reygan's body because of her accumulated anger? You see, they must have joined hands when walking on the wedding altar together. Then until the end the man really did not react to anything when he saw his fiancee being burned alive.
Unlike me who always accidentally touched her hand, my attitude of rejection also made her curious. What inadvertently, this residential magic crippled the magic power Sheyra had cultivated from their first encounter?
“Itu— it.. I just felt unsure before.” replied the man who instead made Lucy who felt unsure of the answer.
Lucy just sighed heavily, “Means Her Majesty never hated me right?” he really wanted to make sure of this a long time ago. The man with the pitch-black mane was now smiling wryly as he looked at her.
He shook his head, “I can't possibly hate you. You are something precious I have ever had. Want in the past and now.” his memorable answer bersunkan for him.
Uhh.. Is that how it is? But if that's true, I really feel relieved for now..
Hoam..
The girl was seen yawning with a sleepy feeling.she also felt happy because she finally did not feel nauseous when riding a horse carriage like this. The drowsiness heaped up in his eyes was heavy, the trip to the palace would at least take about an hour more.
“Come here, I'll lend you my shoulder.” said the man with a hand patting the seat next to him. Lucy looks clumsy at the moment.
“What's okay?” he asked with doubt.
“What's really why? The journey is still long, come here and sleep.” he said attentively.
He who is doubtful now chooses to nod and comply with his request. Lucy is now rendering and in the end she falls asleep next to him.
Reygan was currently just smiling warmly with his fingers occasionally touching a few strands of hair that covered the girl's face. Soon his eyes changed with a look filled with guilt, he lowered his head and hugged his fiancee who was sleeping soundly in his arms.
“Sorry Lucy.”
