Chapter5. Intentionally arouse anger. (5)
I thought back to the cold feel of the sword touching my palm.
‘I don’t even have a gauntlet now.’
Not now. This is not a situation where Requiem can be taken out, nor is it a situation where it should be taken out.
“…….”
The rough breathing had suddenly calmed down. The moment I thought I had finally regained my senses,
wickedness-
Diego’s sword swung. As I followed that trajectory with my eyes, I shivered.
‘It is perfect.’
An extremely clean and honest move. It was an attack that could not be avoided or blocked.
An attack that I am not even sure if I can imitate now, and whether I will be able to imitate in the future.
I looked at the approaching sword with a stiff face. Now is the time, Requiem’s voice is heard shouting.
‘I told you to shut up.’
Until the last moment, I succeeded in not bringing up Requiem.
earth!
Diego’s sword struck my wrist with a clear sound.
“Ugh!”
He collapsed on the floor with a suppressed groan. Her wrist was twisted at a bizarre angle and she could no longer hold the sword.
Clang, clang.
The sword lost its grip and rolled helplessly on the floor.
“Tsk.”
I grabbed my broken wrist and gritted my teeth. Diego’s gaze as he stared at me was still emotionless.
“In the future, throw away any thoughts of holding a sword.”
The one word that fell from above my head was extremely harsh. His sword slowly aimed at my leg.
‘f*ck, really?’
He trembled and looked at the tip of Diego’s sword.
‘Are you planning on breaking my legs?’
Diego’s cold eyes outlined such a plan.
“…….”
However, the sword did not come down on my ankle with any force.
Diego slowly lifted his sword.
“I’ll take care of your legs. For the servants who will wait on you.”
My stomach was boiling and my teeth were grinding.
I answered like I was chewing.
“Should I say thank you?”
Diego didn’t react much to my sassy tone. He just calmly sheathed his sword.
“We’ll see.”
Gradually.
Diego picked up the sword that was out of my hand.
“If you’re still like this the next time I see you…”
He hung the sword back on the wall and approached the restaurant door.
“My other arm will be broken by then.”
After speaking, he opened the restaurant door.
“Yes, my lord.”
The servants waiting outside hurriedly retreated.
“Call a doctor.”
Diego left the restaurant after saying a few words.
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“Hurry up! Quickly!”
“Yes, let’s go!”
Finn, the servant at the restaurant, ran at a brisk pace without even bothering to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Arriving at the entrance of the restaurant, he carefully opened the door. The door, generously oiled, opened without noise.
“……,”
The inside of the restaurant was quiet. It was extremely quiet, as if no one was there.
However, there was a young man sitting in the dining room, including several servants.
Now that the lord Diego was gone, it was Abel Kindreal who was wielding power like a tyrant.
Chef Max, who was standing next to him, waved his hand.
‘come fast!’
Finn, who read Max’s mouth, quickly pushed the cart towards him. Be careful to keep the wheels from making as much noise as possible.
Next moment,
“…….”
Abel raised his head and stared at Finn.
‘Hi!’
Finn stopped in place, startled.
Abel’s eyes flashed to the cart, then back to the table.
‘divination… … ‘Are you okay?’
That alone made Finn’s heart pound so hard that he couldn’t move. Then Max made a wild gesture with his hand and he started walking again.
‘Phew… … .’
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Finn sighed and walked over to the table.
Abel was holding a plate of soup with an expressionless face. Finn took a quick look at Abel’s face and quickly lowered her head.
‘Oh my, my heart is pounding.’
When she keeps her mouth shut, her face is so beautiful that it captivates people, but when her judgment is distorted, it becomes extremely ferocious.
There was no one in this castle who did not know that fact.
“-!”
Finn noticed a dent in the side of the floor I was standing on. This was evidence of a big fight between Abel and Diego yesterday.
‘What kind of swords do father and son fight against each other?’
Finn shook his head.
He was also the one who witnessed the terrible scene that day. The table was overturned, all the dishes were broken, and the carpet was a mess of food.
Everything was literally a total mess. The day’s disaster ended with Chef Max wiping away tears while holding onto a piece of his beloved plate.
“…….”
Finn finished reminiscing and swallowed his saliva silently.
A cloudy atmosphere that made it difficult to breathe was pressing down on the entire restaurant. The source was Abel, who sat in the center of the restaurant.
widely.
Abel put down the plate of soup he had finished drinking on the table.
His right arm was wrapped in a splint and bandages. It was the result of the harsh teachings given to him by Lord Diego just a few days ago.
So he had to drink the soup whole from the plate. This is because it was uncomfortable to hold a spoon with his left hand, which he did not normally use.
Thanks to this, his soup plate ran out faster than usual.
“next.”
A low, lurking voice came out.
Max quickly lifted the plate from the cart and moved it. He lifted the lid of the plate and explained.
“It’s pork tongue cooked in wine. It’s a very tender and flavorful delicacy.”
The pork tongue on the plate was nowhere to be found. It was stained with the unique color of wine, and the crispy grilled outer skin was very appetizing.
Thanks to the perfect capture of the pork’s unique odor, the only scent left on the plate was the sweet aftertaste of wine.
Abel looked very astonished despite the amazing appearance of the food and Max’s explanation.
“cut.”
He spit out just one word.
“yes?”
Max, who was waiting for congratulations while rubbing his hands together, asked again. Abel cupped his chin with his left hand and lifted up his right hand.
“So, should I cut it?”
My right hand, which was wrapped in a bandage, trembled and shook. Max’s eyes grew uncontrollably.
“Oh, no, no! I’m sorry!”
He quickly picked up a fork and knife and approached Abel.
“Don’t make a fuss.”
Max rolled his eyes as Abel spoke in a low voice.
“uh…….”
Now Abel was asking Max to have dinner etiquette in line with the etiquette of an aristocrat.
“Yes, yes, I understand.”
Max answered with a nervous look on his face and started cutting the meat. However, because I tried not to make a sound, the speed was very slow.
“not there yet?”
“Almost done.”
At Abel’s urging, the sweat pouring down Max’s forehead increased.
“yet?”
“The meat will all get cold.”
“Is the knife that blunt?”
Abel clawed at Max every time he cut him with a knife. Thanks to this, by the time he finished cutting the meat, Max’s forehead was wet with sweat.
“Here… it’s here, master.”
“okay.”
Abel quickly picked up the meat that Max had cut into bite-sized pieces and ate it. Max continued to pat his forehead next to him.
I swear this will be the first and last time he’s been this nervous while cutting food.
When Abel finished his plate, he pointed to another plate.
“That’s next.”
“Yes, I understand!”
Max faithfully served food that was different from usual. The amount of dishes he had to handle was very large.
“Next, next, next.”
Abel’s appetite must have returned, because he ate as usual. He poured a huge amount into his stomach, as if he had starved for several days.
“Tsk.”
As if he was still not satisfied, he sighed in disapproval as he looked at his empty plate.
Abel wiped his mouth with a napkin and became silent as if he was thinking deeply about something.
“Shall I bring more?”
Max asked carefully, observing Abel’s gaze. I was afraid that Abel might be dissatisfied with my food.
“No, stop now.”
Abel waved his hand nervously and stood up. And he gave orders to Philip, who was waiting for him.
“I want to take a bath.”
“All right.”
Finn swallowed dry saliva as he watched the two people walking away.
‘The kids who wait on the bath are going to die.’
I’m also very picky about what I eat, and on days when I accidentally scratch myself while taking a bath… … .
I thought that maybe the servant was dead right now.
however,
“Everyone get out.”
Contrary to Finn’s concerns, Abel stood in front of the bathtub and gave the order.
“yes?”
Philip was standing with some servants and had a puzzled look on his face.
“Are you planning to take a bath alone?”
“okay.”
“No, that….”
Philip looked at Abel’s right arm with a very concerned face. The bandaged arm was firmly fixed in a splint and could not be moved.
“It might be difficult to wash with one arm. If it’s a hassle, I’ll take care of it myself.”
At Philip’s soothing urging,
“It’s done.”
Abel turned his head back and glared at him. The blue-purple eyes shined so viciously that they looked bright blue.
“……All right.”
Philip retreated without making any further suggestions.
The reason he offered to take a bath in the first place was to prevent Abel from becoming more irritable due to the discomfort in his arms.
“If you have any inconvenience, please call me right away.”
Philip led the servants and disappeared out of the room.
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thud.
As soon as the door closed, I ran my hand through my hair with my left hand.
“Whew.”
An exasperated sigh drifted across the steam-filled bathtub.
“f*ck, what are you doing?”
I nervously messed up my hair and put my hand down. Instead of unbuttoning his shirt with his left hand, he brought it towards the bandages on his right arm.
Sarak, Sarak.
I took off the bandage without hesitation with a calm expression on my face.
Slurp, thud.
The bandages that had been removed rolled around on the floor. Next, I grabbed the splint that was tightly tied to my arm,
Paang!
It was torn off hard. The torn splint fell to the floor.
“I thought I was going to die of frustration.”
I grumbled and shook my right wrist wildly. And then I turned the stiffened arm around and loosened it.
“It really all came together.”
I laughed and looked at my wrist. Then, using both of her hands, she began to unbutton her shirt.
As each button was undone, the well-established muscles gradually revealed themselves.
“But it’s still useful.”
After smiling with satisfaction, he even took off the pants he was wearing. Then she put her body into a bathtub filled with warm water.
“Ugh….”
I completely immersed myself in the bathtub and let out a moaning sound. Then, with both arms resting on the bathtub, he let out a long sigh.
“Why is this imitating a patient who has no character?”
Yes.
My wrist had already returned to normal a long time ago. And that in just one night.
In other words, the day after Diego broke my wrist, I had already fully recovered.
“But I can’t reveal my physical condition like this.”
So, at the restaurant, I deliberately pretended to be uncomfortable and got all kinds of annoyed. The servants who attended the bath were also kicked out.
“I probably wouldn’t have been able to take a bath anyway because of this.”
I glanced at the pattern on the shoulder and picked up the bowl.
“Ha, shit.”
Even though I didn’t have to act anymore, my frown wouldn’t go away.
Gurgling.
It was because of an unusual sound coming from my stomach.
fantasy,
