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Table of Contents

  • 1. Chapter 1. Kill The Empress
  • 2. Chapter 2. Tanatos’s Cripple Empress
  • 3. Chapter 3. She's Really Here
  • 4. Chapter 4. The Empress Is Going To Die
  • 5. Chapter 5. How Did This Happen?
  • 6. Chapter 6. Swallowing Eyes
  • 7. Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti
  • 8. Chapter 8. The Crying Sound
  • 9. Chapter 9. Are You Throwing Yourself Away?
  • 10. Chapter 10. Why Did This Woman...?
  • 11. Chapter 11. Then Bite If Off And Kill Me
  • 12. Chapter 12. Ability To Save
  • 13. Chapter 13. The Shadow She Left Behind
  • 14. Chapter 14. Into His Realm
  • 15. Chapter 15. Tamon's Purpose
  • 16. Chapter 16. This Damn Woman!
  • 17. Chapter 17. I've Never Hated You
  • 18. Chapter 18. How About Love?
  • 19. Chapter 19. A Night Walk
  • 20. Chapter 20. How Do You Want To Die
  • 21. Chapter 21. Ronasso's Anxiety
  • 22. Chapter 22. How To Let Go Of Sadness
  • 23. Chapter 23. Lersha Resha
  • 24. Chapter 24. It’s Not Ugly
  • 25. Chapter 25. Where Is The Empress's Treasure?
  • 26. Chapter 26. The Reason For Death
  • 27. Chapter 27. The Consolation Of The Unashamed
  • 28. Chapter 28. A New Name
  • 29. Chapter 29. A Small Change
  • 30. Chapter 30. Out Of Control
  • 31. Chapter 31. There's Always Trouble
  • 32. Chapter 32. Dazzling Silver Hair And Purple Crystal Eyes
  • 33. Chapter 33. My Silver Fox
  • 34. Chapter 34. Is It Okay To Eat This Poisonous Plant?
  • 35. Chapter 35. Don't Be Weak
  • 36. Chapter 36. Don’t Leave Me
  • 37. Chapter 37. An Unfamiliar Peace
  • 38. Chapter 38. Warmth Of The Palm
  • 39. Chapter 39. Give Me Your Right Foot
  • 40. Chapter 40. That’s Right
  • 41. Chapter 41. The Bride's Scream
  • 42. Chapter 42. You Are Like A Gift
  • 43. Chapter 43. Ensemble Drink
  • 44. Chapter 44. I Think It’s Her
  • 45. Chapter 45. Exactly One Month
  • 46. Chapter 46. I’m Disappointed
  • 47. Chapter 47. She Doesn’t Know
  • 48. Chapter 48. To The Lady Of The Pink Rose Forest
  • 49. Chapter 49. Red Stigma On The Chest
  • 50. Chapter 50. That Person Will Come
  • 51. Chapter 51. Smile Next Time
  • 52. Chapter 52. I’m The Owner Of That Leg
  • 53. Chapter 53. The Twins’ Dream
  • 54. Chapter 54. Karen Turasia
  • 55. Chapter 55. Red Passion In The Desert
  • 56. Chapter 56. Cassion Krasis
  • 57. Chapter 57. Brothers
  • 58. Chapter 58. He Did Not Know How To Be Patient
  • 59. Chapter 59. An Unpleasant Visitor
  • 60. Chapter 60. My Brother's Mistress
  • 61. Chapter 61. Tomorrow, Lunch, Together
  • 62. Chapter 62. Roselyn's Anger
  • 63. Chapter 63. Red-eyed Savior
  • 64. Chapter 64. He’s Back
  • 65. Chapter 65. Bloody Master
  • 66. Chapter 66. Welcome Back
  • 67. Chapter 67. I Missed You
  • 68. Chapter 68. Thank You For Staying Alive
  • 69. Chapter 69. It's All Coming Together
  • 70. Chapter 70. Hope That Shine At The End Of Despair
  • 71. Chapter 71. A Mean Woman
  • 72. Chapter 72. Ronasso's Adversity
  • 73. Chapter 73. Preparation To Go Out
  • 74. Chapter 74. Each Person's Heart Flows Differently
  • 75. Chapter 75. Smile, Rosie
  • 76. Chapter 76. Do You Want Me To Show You My Specialty?
  • 77. Chapter 77. Aim And Shoot
  • 78. Chapter 78. The Gap
  • 79. Chapter 79. Arrows That Burn Flesh
  • 80. Chapter 80. I’ll Bring You The Proof
  • 81. Chapter 81. Even If I Die Like This
  • 82. Chapter 82. The Reason She Was Confident In Winning
  • 83. Chapter 83. An Unexpected Guest
  • 84. Chapter 84. Love That Couldn't Overcome Hatred
  • 85. Chapter 85. Aranrosia
  • 86. Chapter 86. The Rightful Owner
  • 87. Chapter 87. Can I Trust You?
  • 88. Chapter 88. A Blind Man
  • 89. Chapter 89. The Wind Lantern Ceremony
  • 90. Chapter 90. If You're There, Come Out
  • 91. Chapter 91. Similar
  • 92. Chapter 92. Ignorance Is Bravery
  • 93. Chapter 93. I Can Tell You
  • 94. Chapter 94. Hartz’s Conditions
  • 95. Chapter 95. If You Kiss Me
  • 96. Chapter 96. Change
  • 97. Chapter 97. Anna
  • 98. Chapter 98. I’ll Have To Remove It
  • 99. Chapter 99. The Prophet's Gamble
  • 100. Chapter 100. Because He's So Good At It
  • 101. Chapter 101. A Mysterious Trend
  • 102. Chapter 102. The Conditions Of The Gift
  • 103. Chapter 103. The Tips Of His Ears
  • 104. Chapter 104. The Meaning Of Yellow Lily
  • 105. Chapter 105. God, Please Take Care Of Them
  • 106. Chapter 106. I'd Like To Meet Him
  • 107. Chapter 107. It’s Beautiful
  • 108. Chapter 108. What Do You Want Me To Do?
  • 109. Chapter 109. There's Only Two Of Us
  • 110. Chapter 110. Even If It Hurts A Little, It Will Last A Long Time
  • 111. Chapter 111. Does This Make Sense?
  • 112. Chapter 112. With Both Feet
  • 113. Chapter 113. Instinct
  • 114. Chapter 114. Did It Happen?
  • 115. Chapter 115. One Step, Two Steps
  • 116. Chapter 116. A Familiar Voice
  • 117. Chapter 117. I See The Glory Of Winter
  • 118. Chapter 118. That's Why It's Not Me
  • 119. Chapter 119. . It Was A Flash
  • 120. Chapter 120. When The Revenge Is Over
  • 121. Chapter 121. What Will He Get?
  • 122. Chapter 122. What Is Your Name?
  • 123. Chapter 123. Sweet
  • 124. Chapter 124. Black Canyon (1)
  • 125. Chapter 125. Black Canyon (2)
  • 126. Chapter 126. A Twisted Doubt
  • 127. Chapter 127. You Have To Save It
  • 128. Chapter 128. The Secret Of The Silver Horned Deer
  • 129. Chapter 129. His Sincerity
  • 130. Chapter 130. Into The Black Fog
  • 131. Chapter 131. Breaking In
  • 132. Chapter 132. Tell Me, Asha
  • 133. Chapter 133. Warmth
  • 134. Chapter 134. Evidence Of Longing
  • 135. Chapter 135. Under The Wheels
  • 136. Chapter 136. Natasha's Crime
  • 137. Chapter 137. Who Left The Flowers?
  • 138. Chapter 138. He Who Sees The Will Of God
  • 139. Chapter 139. Winter Can't Beat The Pines
  • 140. Chapter 140. Let’s Go There Together
  • 141. Chapter 141. Betrayal
  • 142. Chapter 142. A Vanished Home
  • 143. Chapter 143. Finally, At The Imperial Palace
  • 144. Chapter 144. Remove It
  • 145. Chapter 145. Your Worst Nightmare
  • 146. Chapter 146. July 16th
  • 147. Chapter 147. Pretend You Don’t See It. Pretend You Don’t Know It
  • 148. Chapter 148. Take The Child To His Mother
  • 149. Chapter 149. A Crack
  • 150. Chapter 150. Song Of The Fall

Chapter 1. Kill the Empress

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 2. Tanatos’s cripple Empress

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Sponsored by Vina 💖 (⅖)

****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 3. She's really here

****

Sponsored by Vina 💖 (⅖)

****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 4. The Empress is going to die

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 5. How did this happen?

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****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 6. Swallowing eyes

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****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 8. The crying sound

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 9. Are you throwing yourself away?

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****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 10. Why did this woman...?

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 11. Then bite if off and kill me

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****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 12. Ability to save

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Sponsored by Vina 💖 (⅖)

****

 

“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 13. The shadow she left behind

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 14. Into his realm

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“If you’re tired, we can go home.”

 

Roselyn had barely seen half of the festival, and the sky was somehow covered in complete darkness.

 

There was so much to see that she had to stop after three steps, walk four steps, and stop again.

 

It had been a long time since she had walked and stood for such a long time.

 

But her legs felt much better than she thought they would.

 

Originally, her feet would throb after an hour of walking and she had to take painkillers.

 

“I’m still fine.”

 

She said indifferently as if she wasn’t disappointed, but Tamon, who observed her expression, clearly saw the lingering regret.

 

“Really?”

 

The late time didn’t reduce the number of people. Rather, there were far more than before. The laughter of the people sitting in the street cafes having tea time and the children running and playing all over the city was vivacious.

 

“You can come out again tomorrow. You don’t have to be so disappointed.”

 

“Tomorrow? I can come out again tomorrow?”

 

“Yes, you can. With Arsene.”

 

Roselyn’s eyes brightened at the mention of Arsene’s name.

 

She was concerned about the children, and she was surprised that Tamon had brought up the children’s subject first.

 

“You’re right, we can come again tomorrow.”

 

Tamon laughed at her immediate change in attitude.

 

His hand, which was behind her back, fell slowly, as if it was regrettable.

 

“It’s true that you have some regrets.” (Tamon)

 

“Don’t nitpick at me like that.” (Roselyn)

 

Roselyn glared at him as she hid her flushed cheeks.

 

“Why don’t you think that I’m listening to everything you say?” (Tamon)

 

‘You’re really good at talking anyway.’

 

Roselyn chuckled.

 

They had to walk a little further to get to where the carriage parked.

 

She tried to appease today’s disappointment with those ten minutes.

 

They walked about halfway there.

 

The center of the square was shining brightly, signaling the start of the Flower Festival.

 

Dozens of lights and torches surrounded the square, and there were more than seven platforms and targets hanging in the center.

 

What caught her attention more than anything else was the sight of beautifully dressed men and women holding up ornate jewelry boxes with their hands.

 

“Hello, everyone!”

 

A man dressed as handsome as he was ran up to the top of the platform with a loudspeaker in his hand.

 

He seemed to be a man who was accustomed to exaggerating every action.

 

The crowd was immediately drawn to the man on the stage.

 

“An event that involved arrows made out of the laxicon given to you by Her Royal Highness the King, and covering them with silver and gold treasures made by the royal weaponsmith, Master Turtz!”

 

Loud voices echoed through the square.

 

“The royal family will be hosting an archery match!”

 

Exclamations resonated everywhere.

 

Matches that were held for the sake of watching always arouse people’s excitement.

 

The people who had been buzzing about gathered around the square.

 

“….. It’s an archery match.”

 

Tamon mumbled and looked at Roselyn.

 

To the word archery, Roselyn also raised her head as if involuntarily reacting.

 

Tamon murmured with a playful smile at the sight of her.

 

“Come to think of it, did the Empress of Tanatos say she was good with a bow?”

 

Roselyn stared at the gathered crowd, pretending not to hear Tamon’s words.

 

It seemed that the women’s and men’s sections were being recruited separately and on the spot.

 

‘The prize is very high-end for an impromptu event…’

 

Laxicon was an ore that could threaten the monsters, like silver deer antlers.

 

Although it was in much greater supply than silver deer or demeter, the demand for it was so high that it was traded at a high price.

 

Also, the technology to handle it itself was extremely valuable.

 

Compared to other minerals, it was less hard and more difficult to smelt.

 

It was almost impossible to make the mineral itself hard, so it was made into a powder through several processes, and then coated or mixed into the surface of weapons.

 

A “bow” was just what was needed.

 

Roselyn thought hard.

 

As he said, archery was Roselyn’s speciality. 

 

She had practiced swordsmanship steadily to some extent, but she couldn’t do that after her leg got injured.

 

She couldn’t even think about it, because even the doctors insisted that she should never use her leg for sword fighting or any difficult physical activities. 

 

So she didn’t look at the bow anymore. As her position became higher, it was essential for her to learn at least one or two martial arts to defend herself. 

 

She had hardly practiced lately, so she was a little worried about her stiff fingers… 

 

She looked back at Tamon, who was still staring at her. 

 

“My specialty…Do you want me to show you?”

 

His eyes opened wide as if he was surprised.

 

Seeing Tamon’s surprised face strangely always put her in a good mood.

 

With a little smile, Roselyn walked towards the host.

 

****

 

The archery match was divided into men and women.

 

Basically, the matches were played by those who could handle a bow, and the tournament format made for fast progress.

 

Bows could only be shot three times, and the one who scored higher in three times advanced to the next game.

 

Then, when it came to the semifinals, it turned into hitting something that was not a normal target.

 

 Roselyn, who hadn’t touched a bow in a while and was worried about it, fortunately made it to the semifinals without any difficulty.

 

There were four people left in the men’s and women’s divisions, respectively.

 

Originally, the men’s division had to play the semifinals before the women’s division, but suddenly the two candidates who made it to the semifinals withdrew themselves.

 

“That man is Count Bach Kania, full of money, desire to win, and desire to show off.”

 

Tamon said secretly, and she could guess it without difficulty.

 

Roselyn looked at the women who had come up to the stage. The three women’s eyes glittered as they competed with each other. Two of the women looked like noblewomen at a glance, while the other was a foreigner.

 

‘I can’t believe nobles are hanging out with commoners……’

 

It was a fascinating sight even when she saw it with her own eyes.

 

It was a figure that could be seen because Amor was not strong in aristocracy.

 

This was especially true at this time of year, when the port was close by and tourists from all walks of life were visiting.

 

Even the high aristocrats, who placed importance on their physical appearance, went out in great numbers to enjoy the festivities outside, hiding their faces or dressing up shabbily.

 

The people on the stage now were probably such people.

 

Since archery was basically a high-class sport that aristocrats could learn, the fact that they were so skilled meant that they were bourgeois or aristocrats of the wealthy class.

 

Perhaps that was the reason why they were going to give a high class prize.

 

 

“Wow! So many different people made it to the semifinals! They’re all better than I expected, so Baron Gustav is surprised!”

 

The host made a humorous and surprised look, livening up the atmosphere leisurely.

 

It must have been a position bought with money rather than a real baron.

 

Or had he temporarily allowed himself the status of a nobleman for today?

 

“Then! For the sake of these wonderfully talented people, let’s target something interesting in the semifinals!

 

The host laughed coyly and placed three fruits on the spot where the target was placed.

 

There was an apple, a strawberry, and a grape.

 

“This is too much! Who would guess such a thing?”

 

“Hahahaha! But you can guess the apple, can’t you? Look at how plump it is.”

 

The presenter threw an extra prepared apple at the person and replied mischievously.

 

“Okay! I’ll give the apple 10 points, the strawberry 20 points, and finally this lovely grape 30 points.”

 

Actually, it wasn’t such an unreasonable goal, if only to apologize.

 

First of all, the distance to the target was not very far, and apples were often used in archery matches.

 

Knowing this, the first candidate also drew his bow in a suitably angry manner.

 

The posture of holding the bow was very good. Roselyn could tell that he had taken long lessons from a good master. 

 

He shot the target with a confident look, unlike the person who was huffing and angry.

 

swoosh!

 

With a light sound, the first arrow pierced the center of the apple.

 

“Wow!”

 

“That’s amazing!”

 

There were shouts of admiration all around.

 

The woman aimed the next arrow at the strawberry, but missed it, and the last arrow was safely aimed at the apple.

 

She clenched her fists in disappointment, but smiled at the solid voice somewhere cheering her on.

 

“Ronald!”

 

She was amused as she threw a kiss at the man who appeared to be her boyfriend.

 

The next candidate began with the apple as the first woman.

 

However, perhaps she couldn’t control the quiver, and the second arrow went completely off.

 

After standing there for a while with a dismayed look on her face, the woman lowered her bow without even shooting the third arrow.

 

“I give up,” she said. “I’m going to lose anyway, and I don’t want to sell my face on the stage.”

 

She smiled brightly and turned around without any regrets.

 

“Ronald! Maybe I’ll come in first place!”

 

The first candidate whispered, wrapping her arms around her lover’s neck.

 

Seeing that she was making a lot of noise to be heard, it was definitely a shallow ploy to try to sway the next candidate.

 

However, unlike the first candidate’s idea, the third candidate was not one to be swayed by such things at all.

Chapter 15. Tamon's Purpose