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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 121: Scandal

Chapter 121: Scandal

Ruri‌‍‍ looked at Valdrova,​⁠‍ who was clearly‍​ excited, and said,​

“Since​‌‌ Sir Perda will‍​‍ be hosting the​‍ banquet, the role⁠ of the hostess‍‍⁠ is also important.”‌‌‌

— Hostess…? You mean⁠ me?

“Yes.”​‍

— Hmm….

Valdrova⁠​⁠ lowered her head.‌⁠

No⁠‍⁠ matter how much‍ she had always​⁠ admired banquets and‌‍ wished to attend​‍ one, when it‌​‍ came to herself,‌‍ fear appeared before‍‍ anything else.

Of⁠​ course, Ruri understood‌‍ that side of‌ her perfectly.

“Sir‌ Perda is planning​ to present a dance during the‌ event.”

— A dance?

“It’s⁠⁠ called the waltz.⁠ It’s a dance‌⁠ performed by a man and a woman together in‍‍‌ harmony. It’s a basic skill among⁠ nobles.”

— A man and‌ a woman together…?‌‌‌

The⁠ man would be‌ Perda.

The‍‍ woman would be‍‌​ her.

Just​⁠ imagining herself paired⁠ with him made​‌‍ her heart pound.‌

Because⁠⁠​ of her enormous​ size, the beats‌‌​ echoed clearly.

— And what if‍ I say I can’t go…?

“Then⁠⁠ Sir Perda will‍‍‍ dance with another‌​‍ partner.”

— Ummm….

Valdrova⁠⁠ fell into deep​​ thought.

Imagining‍‍‍ Perda dancing with‌​⁠ another woman caused‌ an even greater​ pain in her⁠ chest.

No⁠‌‌ matter what happened,⁠⁠‍ she had to⁠ attend.

— Then… what if‌⁠ I go wearing‍⁠ my armor…?

“Impossible.”‌​

Fearing‌⁠ that Valdrova might‍‍ even consider reducing⁠​​ the size of‍​ the armor, Ruri​‍ answered more firmly‌ than usual.

“First‌‍ of all, don’t​⁠ you think that‍ would put Sir‍‍ Perda in a difficult position? He⁠ would have to⁠ guide someone over⁠ two meters tall.‍‌​ Besides.”

— Besides?

“If‌ you accidentally step‍​‌ on his foot,‍​ you’ll shatter his​⁠ bones. If your‍‌ intention is to⁠ cripple him, then‍‍ I agree, but‍⁠ I assume that‍‍​ isn’t the case.”⁠​

— Of course not.‌

In​⁠⁠ dragon form, the‍‌​ armor alone easily‍⁠ weighed several hundred‍⁠⁠ kilograms.

Naturally,‌⁠ the fragile Perda‌​ would not be‌⁠‌ able to withstand‌​‌ it.

Valdrova⁠‌⁠ realized she was⁠ right and nodded.‌‌‌

Watching⁠‌ her struggle to⁠⁠ make a decision,​​ Ruri added,

“Not‍​⁠ attending is also‍‌⁠ an option.”

— You mean that?⁠‌

“Yes.”​⁠‍

Ruri‍ answered calmly.

“My‍ Lady is the‌⁠⁠ Embodiment of Fire⁠‌⁠ and Strength. An​⁠ immortal existence who​ should not reveal‌ herself easily to‌‌⁠ humans. Maintaining an⁠‌ air of mystery⁠ also has value.”‍⁠​

— …I suppose so.‌‍

As‌​⁠ if she had⁠ found a convenient‌​ excuse, Valdrova nodded‍​​ several times.

Ruri​‍ knew perfectly well‍​​ that if things​‌ continued this way,‌‍⁠ she would only‍‍‍ hide herself even‌ more.

After​ all, she had‍‍ served Valdrova longer‍⁠​ than anyone.

“Ah,‍ I almost forgot‍⁠ to mention.”

But‌‌ if there was‌⁠ one thing Valdrova‌ did not know,‌⁠​ it was that​ this was not⁠⁠‍ a retreat, but⁠‌‍ one step back‍‌ to move three⁠⁠⁠ steps forward.

“Did​⁠‌ you know that​‍ Olivia Arken came⁠‍ today?”

Valdrova’s‍ body went rigid.‌

She​ knew that the‍​​ Golden Rose of⁠‍‍ the Empire was​ extremely popular among⁠‍‌ men.

And‌ Perda was also‌‍‍ a man.

— I heard about⁠⁠‌ it in passing.‌⁠

“Then‌​⁠ did you also​‌ see when she⁠ arrived?”

— I was working,⁠ so no.

“That‌​​ woman came and​ personally taught Sir‌ Perda.”

— Are you saying​ she danced with⁠‌ my fiancé?

“Yes.​⁠‍ They held hands⁠ and practiced the‌​ waltz without music.”‍‍

Ruri⁠⁠ paused briefly.

“For‌⁠⁠ almost four hours.”‌

— Four hours….

She‍⁠‍ had already felt‌⁠ quite bad when⁠ she heard that‌⁠​ Perda had taken‌​‌ Olivia’s hand.

But‍⁠ dancing?

And‍‍​ for four hours?​​​

A man and a woman.

For‍‌ four hours.

Valdrova’s‌⁠ inner world turned⁠​‌ gray and gloomy.‌‍

“Do​⁠ you know what​‍ that means?”

— What?

“It‍‌‌ means that Sir​⁠ Perda wants to‍‍ dance with you.”‌‌​

Valdrova’s​‌ gloomy mood vanished​⁠​ instantly.

She‍⁠‍ flapped her wings​‍‍ uselessly and let​ out snorts through‌‍ her nose.

Then‍⁠ her body began‍⁠ to shrink.

Her‌⁠‌ scales sank beneath​ soft skin, and⁠⁠​ her figure transformed⁠‍ into a beautiful⁠‍ woman.

A woman with gentle​‌ eyes, completely unfitting⁠​ for the Embodiment⁠​‌ of Fire and⁠​​ Strength.

With⁠ a determined expression,​ she declared,

“I-I​‌ want to try⁠‌​ that valgadac!”

“It’s⁠‌ a waltz.”

Though⁠​ considering the things⁠ she normally did,⁠​ “valgadac” was not​⁠ that far off.‍‌

Everything​​​ was unfolding exactly‍⁠ as Ruri had‍‍ planned.

And⁠ that satisfied her​⁠​ greatly.

“I’ll​ teach you how​‌ to dance.”

— Huh? You know​​‍ how to dance?​

“Not⁠ before. But I ended up learning.”​

She⁠ had watched a full four hours​​ of practice.

During⁠ that time, she‍ memorized every step‌​⁠ and every detail.‍

While‍‍​ Perda, the one⁠⁠‌ receiving the lessons,‍​ could barely manage‌‌​ to move his​ feet, Ruri had‌ learned everything.

The​ only certain thing‌‌ was that Olivia‌​ Arken was an​‌‌ excellent teacher.

And⁠‍ that Perda was‍‍‍ hopeless when it‍‍​ came to coordinating⁠​‌ his body.

“Imagine‍‍​ that I’m Sir‌‌‍ Perda and take‌‌ my hand.”

“But‍​ Perda isn’t that‍​‍ small….”

“That’s‍‌⁠ why I’m telling⁠⁠ you to imagine⁠‌ it, My Lady.”⁠​‌

— O-oh, yes. I’m‍ sorry….

Without​‌ meaning to, she​ had hurt Ruri’s‌​ feelings.

Valdrova‍ gently took Ruri’s⁠‌ hand and stared‌‍​ at it.

‘This‍⁠​ is Perda’s hand….’⁠​⁠

Thinking‌​ of it that⁠​ way, it really‌ began to feel⁠​‍ like his.

The‌ hand that always⁠‍ wrapped her in‌ warmth.

The‍ hand that made​​ her feel excited‍‍ and nervous just‍​​ by looking at‌​​ it.

Perda’s​​ hand.

Crack!‌‍

Or‍‌‍ at least, it‍​‌ was.

“Kyyaaaah!”⁠‌

“……”⁠

Scandal⁠​​

“P-Perda!‌‍ No, R-R-Ruri! Are⁠ you okay? What‍ do I do?‌‍ What do I do?”

The‌ one who had‌⁠ broken something was⁠⁠⁠ panicking while the‌⁠ victim remained motionless.​‌

Ruri⁠​ simply looked at‍‍‍ her hand.

Her‌‌ fingers had become‍‌ completely limp and‍‌​ deformed.

Upon‌​ seeing them, she⁠ realized something.

Practicing‌⁠⁠ the waltz was⁠‌ not the main‍‍‍ problem right now.‍

She‌ sighed and said,‍‍

“First,‍​ we’ll have to‍ practice strength control.”⁠

Before⁠ anything else, they‌ needed to prevent⁠ Valdrova from committing‌ accidental homicide.

***‌‌

The‌​ planner Olivia had‌ promised to send⁠ from the Empire‍‍‌ arrived.

They​‌⁠ brought several luxurious‌ carriages and began​‌‍ preparations for the​‌​ banquet and festivities.​‍⁠

They‍​⁠ concerned themselves not‌ only with the‌​ events inside the​ castle but also​‌​ with those that⁠‍ would be held​​ outside it in‌⁠⁠ Hestia Village, doing​​​ their utmost to​ ensure everything concluded‌​ successfully.

Since‍ Perda’s only concern‌ was how much‌⁠ money would be⁠⁠​ spent on the‌ Spring Beginning Festival,​​‌ everything proceeded smoothly.‌​⁠

“These⁠‍ are the courtesy​⁠ letters that have⁠⁠ arrived from all‌‍ across the continent⁠⁠⁠ of Serdes.”

She‌‍⁠ dumped a box​ full of letters‍⁠‌ onto the desk.​

There​‌⁠ were enough to​‍ drown in correspondence.‌

“There⁠​⁠ are so many.”⁠‍‍

“After⁠‌‌ filtering and filtering‌‍ again, these were‌ the ones left.​ Considering regional influence⁠⁠ and growth potential,​‍ I reduced them​​ to around four​⁠ hundred.”

“You‍​ did it alone?”⁠​

“If​‍​ that had been‌ the case, they⁠​​ wouldn’t even have‌​ been finished in⁠ time. I did​⁠ it ‘together’ with​‍​ Miss Mori.”

No​​ wonder her skin‍ looked strangely smooth.‍​

Only‌‌ two hundred and​ fifty people could​ attend the Spring‍‌ Beginning Festival.

Perda‌⁠​ would have to​⁠⁠ reject the remaining⁠ one hundred and⁠​ fifty.

Perda‍ began reading the‍‌​ letters.

— We sincerely support​ the construction of‌ Hestia Village by‌​ Regent Perda Valdrova.‌ I…

They⁠⁠⁠ all followed the​​ same pattern.

They‌‌ praised Hestia Village,​‌ which they had‌ never actually cared​⁠ about.

Then⁠‍ they described how⁠⁠ important the noble‌⁠ writing the letter‍ was.

And‌ finally, they included‌​ some phrase wishing‍‍ success for the⁠ Spring Beginning Festival‌‍ to hint that⁠‌ they wanted to‍ attend.

There‌ was not a single exception.

“There​ is one more⁠ letter, although this‌⁠ one is closer​ to being a special case.”

The​⁠ word “special” seemed‌​‌ strange to him,​‍ but when he‌⁠‌ saw the sender,​‍⁠ Perda understood.

“It⁠ was sent by‌ the Yurei Ducal‌‌ Family.”

“What⁠​‌ do you think?”⁠⁠​

After‌‍​ losing the war,‍‌ the duchy had‌⁠ accumulated enormous debt.‍

The‌⁠‌ peasants exploited by‌⁠‍ those debts had⁠‍ fled to Hestia‍​‌ Village in search‌‌ of freedom and⁠⁠⁠ survival.

From⁠ Duke Yurei’s perspective,​​​ Perda was practically​ a kidnapper.

“I⁠ think it would⁠​⁠ be best to‌‍ allow them to⁠‌‌ attend…”

The​​​ person who had‍⁠‍ suffered the most⁠ was Duke Yurei⁠​‌ himself.

If⁠⁠​ they refused to‌‌ send him an⁠‌‍ invitation because of⁠ discomfort over the⁠ situation, they would⁠‌⁠ only give him​​‍ grounds to present​‍ himself as a victim.

“In⁠⁠ any case, the⁠ one who comes​ will be Duke⁠⁠ Yurei’s heir.”

“That​​‌ is true.”

The‍‍ Spring Beginning Festival‌ was a celebration‍ of the arrival⁠ of spring.

By‍‍ tradition, only unmarried‍ young people participated.⁠‍

It​ was a social⁠‌‍ event for the‍‌ youth.

And‍⁠ precisely because of‌​ that, Olivia Arken​​ was extraordinary bait.​‌

People‍⁠‍ within the Empire‍‍‍ could see her‌ several times at‌‍ parties and ceremonies.⁠​

But​ for those who⁠​ lived outside the⁠​ Empire, seeing her⁠‍ in person was​ almost impossible.

‘I’m⁠​‌ glad the plan​‍‍ is progressing smoothly.’⁠

Hopefully​ everything would continue⁠​ like this, without‍ anyone interfering.

However,‌ as always, the​ world did not​⁠ move according to‌‍ his wishes.

Bang!‍⁠

The⁠‍​ door burst open.‌‍‍

In‍ contrast to such‍ an imposing noise,‌ the person who‍⁠​ entered was a short young woman.‌⁠

Without‍ the usual composure‌ of a maid,‍⁠ she strode forward⁠ and asked Perda,⁠​

“Have⁠‌​ you been saying‍​ inappropriate things around‍​⁠ here?”

Perda‌ had no idea‌ what was wrong‌⁠‍ with her.

“You’re‍⁠⁠ being rather aggressive.”‌

“I’ve⁠‍ received information that‌‌​ makes me feel‍⁠ both apologetic and⁠​⁠ not apologetic.”

She⁠‍‌ handed him a telegram.

Perda​​ immediately understood why⁠‌‌ she was so​‍ furious.

Upon​ reading it, he‌​ himself felt a mixture of disbelief‍​ and anger.

“The‌​​ rumor has spread⁠⁠ throughout the Empire‌ that Regent Valdrova‌‌‍ and Imperial Princess⁠​‍ Arken are in‌⁠ a romantic relationship.⁠ What do you⁠⁠ intend to do‌​ about it?”

***‌​

When⁠‍ Perda learned that​​ Olivia would be⁠ visiting Castle Valdrova,​⁠‍ he had considered‍‍‌ numerous unfavorable scenarios.‌

There​⁠ were many.

But‍ one worried him‌ more than any‌‌​ other.

‘A‌‌⁠ scandal.’

Sometimes⁠ a young noblewoman‍⁠⁠ was forced to‌‌ spend the night‌​ in a man’s‍⁠ house.

However,‌‍ the retainers and‍⁠‌ knights took so⁠‌‌ many precautions that⁠ it normally was​‍‍ not considered a serious matter.

But‍ the more beautiful‌‍‍ a jewel is,‌​ the more visible​ its flaws seem.​

And‍ the higher a person’s status, the‍ more damage even⁠​ the most insignificant​​ rumors can cause.⁠‌⁠

‘And‌‍ in Olivia’s case,‍ it’s even worse.’‍​⁠

As⁠ an Imperial Princess,​‍⁠ it was her‍​‍ duty to preserve‍‌ her chastity and​​‌ behave impeccably to​‌ avoid any suspicion.‍⁠​

To​⁠ those who admired⁠​ her, Perda Valdrova‍‍‍ was an enemy.‌

If​⁠ this matter became‌​ complicated, the consequences‌​ for him would‍‌ be devastating.

But​‌​ more than all⁠​⁠ those political considerations,​ one face occupied‍‍ his mind first.‍⁠‌

“Does⁠ she… already know⁠⁠ about this?”

Faced⁠‍ with his anger-filled​ voice, Ruri replied⁠​ calmly.

“Not‍ yet. But sooner⁠ or later she‍​‌ will find out.”​​‌

“……”‌⁠⁠

What​ would happen when⁠ Valdrova learned about⁠‌‌ it?

He⁠​​ felt that someone⁠​ would end up​‌ dead.

The‌ anxiety made his‍ heart pound so‍ hard that he‌‌‍ wanted to tear‌ it out of⁠‍ his chest.

“Fuu…”⁠⁠‌

Perda​ took a deep​​ breath.

Getting‌‍​ angry would solve⁠⁠‌ nothing.

He‌‌ had to act.⁠⁠⁠

“I’ll​ have to talk⁠ to her.”

He​‍ had no choice⁠⁠​ but to contact⁠‌‍ Olivia through the‍‍ Imperial Palace.

After⁠⁠⁠ all, she was‌ at the very⁠⁠⁠ center of the‌​‍ Empire and would⁠‌‍ surely know how‌ to handle a situation like this.‍

— It’s nothing more⁠‌⁠ than an insignificant‍ piece of gossip.‌‌‌

Unlike⁠ Perda, Olivia was⁠⁠ completely calm.

Knowing‍ how much importance⁠​ she placed on‍ appearances, it did⁠ not seem like‌⁠ she was speaking⁠ nonsense.

Perda‍ asked why.

“An​‌ insignificant piece of‌ gossip?”

— Think about it.‌ Did we do​ anything that could​ be misunderstood?

“No.”‌

— I didn’t spend‌​‍ the night there.⁠ We were only​​​ in the reception⁠​​ room. The commander‍​ of the knights‌⁠⁠ stepped out for⁠‌⁠ a moment, but​‍‌ there was a maid inside, wasn’t‍⁠​ there?

“That’s​‍​ right.”

— And Miss Ruri‌⁠ Silverwind swore loyalty‌⁠‌ to Duchess Valdrova.‍​‍ Of course, if⁠ that loyalty included⁠⁠ covering up a love affair, that‌‍‍ would be a different story, but.​

“If‍‍⁠ I had done‌ something that stupid,​ I would have⁠ already torn someone’s⁠‌​ head off.”

Ruri⁠⁠⁠ interrupted in a terrifying voice.

She‍ did not specify⁠ whose head it‍ would be, but​‌ from her gaze,‍‍ Perda had few​‍​ doubts.

Even⁠‍ so, Olivia replied​‌ without the slightest‌‍ disturbance.

— Just as expected⁠​ from someone so​‍ loyal. Besides, there⁠ are witnesses. It’s​ more than enough.​‍

Hearing‌ that explanation, Perda’s​⁠ anxiety eased somewhat.‍‍

— Even so, the‍​ fact that the​‌‍ rumor has spread‌ is still problematic.‌⁠ It may fuel‍‍⁠ hostility toward you,‍ Regent.

“That​‌​ is precisely why‌ I contacted you.”‌

— Oh, do you‌ need my advice?​‍‍

“In‌‍ matters like this,​‍ you know far‍‌‍ more than I do. I have​⁠ no choice but​ to listen.”

— Mmm~ So you‍⁠ need me.

Olivia‍‌ let out a satisfied giggle.

Then‍⁠ she said,

— Then how about‍⁠ this? Invite me‌‌ to dance during‍⁠ the banquet.

No⁠⁠ matter how much⁠⁠ he thought about⁠​‌ it, that did​ not sound like​ a solution.

“And‌‍⁠ then what would‍ happen?”

— I will politely⁠​ refuse.

“Wouldn’t​​‌ that make it‍ look like I was rejected?”

That⁠‍ would make it​ seem as though​⁠ he had some‌‌ romantic interest in⁠⁠ Olivia.

And‍‍ Perda had no‌‍⁠ intention of letting‌‌⁠ only her benefit⁠​ from the situation.‌​‍

— My. The fact‌​ that you think‍ that means you‌‌​ consider me similar⁠‌​ to a witch.‌

“That⁠‍⁠ isn’t the case.”‍

After‌ meeting actual witches,​⁠ Olivia seemed practically⁠⁠ angelic.

— Don’t worry. As‌ the host of‍ the banquet, you⁠⁠ are obligated to‌​‌ dance with young‍ ladies who do‌‌​ not have partners.‌

“And‍ does that obligation⁠⁠ also apply to​‌‍ the Flower of​ the Empire?”

— You don’t understand.⁠⁠ I don’t dance​ with any man.⁠​

Perda‍‍‌ immediately understood.

Olivia⁠⁠‌ continued.

— You will dance‌ with other young‍‍‌ ladies as befits‍ your role as‌ host and then‌ approach me. It‌ must look like⁠​ a social obligation,​‌‌ not romantic interest.⁠ Then I will⁠ decline the invitation.​⁠‍

“Will‌‌ that really be‍ enough?”

To‍​ Perda, it seemed⁠⁠⁠ impossible to solve‍‌ the problem at‍ its root in‍⁠⁠ such a simple⁠⁠‍ way.

— Yes. You don’t​​ even need to‌ make any statements.⁠⁠⁠ Talking too much‌ will only attract​ more problems. With⁠ time, people will​ understand on their⁠ own that it‌ was all nonsense.‍​

“And⁠ what makes you‍ so certain?”

— Because all it⁠⁠ takes is looking​‌ into your eyes.‌‌‍

“My‌‍‌ eyes?”

— You always try​‍⁠ to look serious,‌⁠‍ but you’re terrible​‍‌ at acting. Just‍‌​ keep being yourself.‍‌‌

Olivia​​‌ had unexpectedly insulted‍​⁠ him.

— In any case,‌‌ this is nothing‌⁠‌ more than insignificant‍ gossip, so don’t​‍⁠ overthink it. I’ll⁠‍⁠ end the conversation​⁠​ before it creates‍ another rumor.

“Understood.​‍‍ Thank you for‌⁠ the advice.”

Perda‍ ended the communication⁠‌ and stared at​⁠ the ceiling for⁠‌ several moments.

“Ruri.”‌⁠

“Yes.”‍⁠​

“Do‍​ you know what⁠‌⁠ she meant when⁠​ she said all‌‍​ it takes is‍⁠ looking into my‍ eyes?”

Ruri‍‌ held his gaze.‌​‌

The‍‍ expression she made‍ seemed to say,​‍ “Does that even‌​​ need an explanation?”⁠​‍

“I‍‌ do.”

“And‌​​ what does it⁠ mean?”

“It’s‍ a secret. But,​​⁠ just as the‌⁠​ Imperial Princess said,⁠⁠ it will be⁠‌ enough.”

“Hmm…”‌‌‍

I see.

Feeling​ calmer, Perda leaned‌‌‌ back into his​ chair.

“Then,⁠ are you over‍‍⁠ being angry now?”‌

“…No.”​⁠⁠

One‍​​ thing was one⁠‍‌ thing.

And​​ another thing was‍​‌ another thing.

Perda​ could not accept‍‌​ this situation.

Who‌​ was the bastard‍ trying to test‍‍ him?

‘The‍ source was probably‍ the commander of‍⁠ the knights.’

He‌‍‍ was not one‌​​ of Olivia’s people.‍‌

He‍ belonged to the‌ Emperor.

But​‌‌ he was unlikely‍ to be the⁠​ true culprit either.‌⁠

Most​⁠ likely, he had⁠‌ informed the Emperor,‍‌ and from there​⁠ the rumor had​ spread among various‌​ people.

‘I​⁠ have to find‌‍ him.’

He​‍ needed to discover​​ what his objective​​ was.

No.​⁠

In‌ reality, the objective‍ did not matter.​​​

Destroying‌ him would be⁠ enough.

That‌​‍ was why Perda​ pulled something out​​​ of a drawer.​‍

It​‍​ was a black⁠ hood.

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