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Rise of the Fallen Kingdom’s Third Prince Chapter 285: Fascination (2)

Chapter 285: Fascination (2)

The‍​‍ tea table was‌ splendidly set.

Ena,‍ as a maid‌​‌ working in the⁠‌ royal palace, mastered⁠‌ perfectly the art‌‍ of preparing tea‍​ leaves. Thus, she​‍​ brewed black tea‍⁠‌ with the finest‌‌‌ ingredients and filled‍⁠ the cups to​ just the right‌ level.

The⁠​ accompanying sweets matched⁠ perfectly.

And⁠​ Yekaterina was sitting‍ quietly in front‌‍ of the tea​ table, looking at⁠‌‍ the garden.

It‍ was a beautiful‌​‌ scene.

“…”​​

Yuri,⁠‌ who had been‌ observing her for​⁠‌ a moment, sat⁠ down across from​​‍ her.

“You‍⁠ came?”

“Yes.‍‍​ To what do​ I owe your‍‌ visit?”

Yuri‍ suspected that Yekaterina⁠‌ might have returned‌‌‌ in time.

In‌​ the past, a knight named Enox‍​⁠ Seia had come‍‍ to tell him‍ about her warning.​

If​‌‍ he took into‍ account her habit‍⁠ of drinking Helgrey‍​⁠ Milk Tea without​‍‍ stirring it, but⁠‌‌ rather by swirling‍‌​ the cup, and‌ the message about‍⁠ the necklace, the‍‍⁠ possibility existed.

In⁠⁠ addition, Yekaterina was⁠‍ speaking to him‍‌ informally.

It⁠‍​ was very suspicious.‍‍

“Can⁠​ I only come​‍‌ if I have‍ some business?”

“I‍ don’t think we’re⁠​⁠ the type of​ people who meet‍‍ without a reason.”​‍

“I​ just came because⁠ I wanted to‌⁠​ see you.”

Yuri,‌‌‌ somewhat taken aback,‌‍​ saw her laugh.‌

“Why?‍⁠‍ Am I not‍ allowed?”

Yekaterina‍ looked at him‌ intently with her‍⁠‌ emerald eyes and​‍⁠ a smile on​‌ her lips, and​​ Yuri couldn’t speak​​⁠ for a moment.‌⁠

The⁠⁠⁠ way she treated‍⁠‍ him reminded him⁠​ far too much​⁠⁠ of the Yekaterina​⁠⁠ from his previous⁠‌ life.

She‍ asked again.

“How‌‍‌ was the war?”⁠​​

“Difficult.”⁠‌⁠

“They​​ say you were‌ suddenly transported from​⁠⁠ the Empire to‌​ here — does‌ that mean such‌‍ a formidable enemy⁠ appeared?”

“Yes.”‌‌⁠

“What‌​ a problem. Will‍ it be hard‍ to win?”

“Maybe…”​​

“Maybe?”⁠​​

Yekaterina‍‌ took a sip​⁠‍ of tea while⁠​ looking at Yuri.‍

A drop of tea‍‌ shone for a moment on her⁠​⁠ lower lip before‍‍ being erased by‌⁠ the contact with⁠‍⁠ the upper one.⁠‍

It​‍⁠ was an image‍ Yuri had seen‌⁠ countless times in‍ his previous life.‌

With​ his gaze lowered,‌‍ stroking the cup,⁠‌ Yuri replied after⁠‌⁠ a silence.

“It‌‌‍ will be difficult.”​

“Hmm…”‍

Yekaterina‌​ smiled faintly.

“The⁠ topic is too​‍​ heavy. Shall we⁠​‍ talk about something⁠​​ else?”

“I‍‌ think that would‌ be better.”

She‍ changed the subject.⁠

For⁠ a while, they​‍⁠ maintained a light‍‌ conversation, speaking naturally​ like old friends.⁠‌​

Little‌​ by little, the⁠‍ topic shifted toward​⁠ the past, recalling‍⁠‌ the royal palace​ ball where they​‌​ first met and​‌⁠ the tournament held‍​‌ in the imperial​ capital.

“I⁠​ told Georg not⁠‍ to do that.”‌‍‌

“For⁠⁠ saying that, you‌⁠ seemed to enjoy​⁠‌ it.”

“Well,‍‍ that’s also true.”⁠

“Weren’t‍​ you the one​⁠‍ who egged him‍ on?”

“No.‍​ I tried to​⁠‌ dissuade him, but‌​‍ my brother insisted​​ that he wanted⁠⁠​ to test your​ worth and took​⁠​ it all the‍‍‌ way.”

“And​​ when I won,​‌ how did he‍​ react?”

“He‌ seemed interested. And‌‍‍ in the tournament,‌ since you didn’t‌‍​ participate, he was‍ very disappointed.”

“It‍⁠ was Laurent who​⁠⁠ participated in my‍⁠​ place.”

“I​ would have preferred‍ it to be⁠ you.”

“That⁠ would never have‌‍ happened.”

“And‌⁠ what were you⁠‍ going to do⁠‌ with the medal?”​​

“I⁠ don’t know.”

Yuri‍‌‍ smiled ironically.

“Then,‍‍‌ Your Highness, what‌‍ did you talk​ about with my​ knight?”

“Your⁠​​ knight?”

“Before⁠ the tournament, didn’t⁠⁠‌ you meet alone​ with Laurent?”

“Ah…”⁠

Yekaterina‍‌ set down the​‍ teacup and leaned⁠ forward.

“Are⁠‍​ you… jealous?”

“No.”‍‍‍

“Then⁠​ why do you​ care?”

“I‌​ just remembered and‌ asked.”

“Didn’t‌⁠​ Laurent tell you​‌ anything?”

“Laurent‍‍ is not someone⁠‍‍ who talks for​‍‌ the sake of​ talking.”

“Oh,‍⁠ no?”

She‌⁠‍ smiled and brought​ a sweet to​ her mouth, chewing‌‌ it calmly.

“Neither​ am I.”

“Pardon?”‍⁠‍

“That‍‌‌ I’m also not⁠ one to talk‍‍‍ for the sake‌‌ of talking.”

“Ah,‌‍ well…”

Yuri‍ shrugged.

“As​‍ you say.”

He​⁠‍ didn’t mention anything​⁠ about returning in⁠‌ time, just like‌⁠‌ with his previous⁠‌‍ life. He treated‌ her as if‌⁠​ it were the‍‌ first time they‍​⁠ met, and she⁠ did the same.‍‌

Even​‍‌ so, the conversation​‌‍ kept flowing.

Without​ realizing it, both​⁠‍ of their teas⁠‌ had finished.

Ena,‍⁠⁠ who had been‍‍ waiting in the​ distance, approached.

“Shall​​⁠ I serve more‌‍‌ tea?”

“No,‌​‍ that’s fine.”

Yekaterina​‌‌ shook her head.‍

“This⁠ is enough.”

“I‌ understand.”

At‍ her words, Yuri​⁠​ felt a slight⁠ pang of disappointment,‍ but quickly set⁠‌​ it aside.

Yekaterina⁠ stood up.

“Then,‌ I’ll take my‌⁠‍ leave.”

“Yes.”‌​‌

Yuri‌ also stood.

“Allow​ me to accompany‌ you.”

“You’re‍‍​ even going to​​⁠ escort me?”

“You‌ came alone. And‌ it’s already starting‍​ to get dark.”⁠‌

Joshua‌‌‍ surely would have​⁠ assigned her an‍‍‍ escort, but it‍​ seemed she preferred​‌ to move alone.‌​‌ In his previous‍​⁠ life, she also​⁠⁠ felt uncomfortable with⁠ people following her.‍​

Yekaterina​⁠‍ nodded.

“All​ right.”

Walking⁠⁠​ beside her through‍​‌ the royal palace​​‍ of Briol was​⁠​ a new experience.⁠‌

“The‍​‍ royal palace of​ Briol is beautiful.”⁠⁠‌

“It⁠‌ doesn’t compare to​ the imperial palace.”‌‍‌

“I​ prefer this one.”​‌

“Is‌ that so?”

Although‍ they had walked‍‌ together incognito through⁠‌‌ the streets of​ the imperial capital,‍⁠ it was the​ first time they‌‍​ spent time together​‍ in what could​⁠‌ be considered each‌​ other’s residence.

From​‍⁠ time to time,​‌‍ some palace servants‌‍‌ recognized them and‍ greeted them.

“Even​​‌ the atmosphere is​‍ better than that‍⁠​ of the imperial⁠‌ palace.”

“Really?”‌​‍

“It’s‌​ too dark over⁠‌ there. Surely because⁠ of the black‌​‌ magic…”

Finally,‍‍ the two arrived​‍‍ at the palace​ where Yekaterina was‍ staying, the same​‌ one where Yuri⁠⁠ had stayed before.‍

“I’ll​​​ be here for‍‍ a while. Thanks‌‌ for lending it‍ to me.”

“No‍ problem.”

“Or​ do you want​ us to live​​​ here together?”

“No.”​‍

Yekaterina‌​ smiled.

“Then,‍ see you.”

Yuri⁠⁠ stood still, watching​‍⁠ her walk away.​‌

He‍ could have asked​ her if she​‌ retained the memories‍‍‌ of her past‌⁠‍ life, but he‌‍ didn’t.

“Well…”⁠‍

Just‍ before Yekaterina fully‍ entered the palace,⁠‌ she waved her‍⁠ hand toward him,​‍‌ making Yuri smile.⁠

“Fuu…”‌

He​ sighed and turned‍‌‍ around, only to‍ find a familiar​ face watching him.​‍‍

“What’s‍⁠‌ this?”

Jared‍ asked.

“What‍⁠ is it?”

“What‌​​ do you mean,​ what is it?”⁠‌⁠

“What’s‍⁠⁠ going on between‌ the two of‌‌ you?”

“What⁠​ do you mean?”‌‌

“When‍‌​ did you get‌‌ so close?”

“I‌ just walked her​‍⁠ to the palace.”‍

“It​‍​ didn’t look like​‌‍ that at all.⁠‍‌ Right, Gaiden?”

Jared⁠‌‌ turned to the​‍‍ gardener who was‌ tending to the‌⁠‍ royal plants. The‍​ man, who was‍‍ holding large shears,​ nodded.

“Yes,​‍ that’s right.”

“See?”‌‌

“What‍ do you mean⁠⁠​ it didn’t look‌ like that?”

“Gaiden,⁠​⁠ explain it to​⁠ him.”

“They‍ were walking very⁠ close, shoulder to‌⁠⁠ shoulder, talking cheerfully‌ and with very‍ happy expressions.”

When‍‍⁠ Yuri frowned, the​‌‍ gardener quickly hid‌‍ behind a tree​‍‌ and continued his‍​ work. The cut​​ branches fell to​⁠ the ground in​ a cascade.

Jared‍ burst out laughing.​‌

“Anyway,‍ tell me, since​‍ when are you​‍​ like that? It’s⁠​ lucky Lady Maryrose‌ isn’t in the⁠​⁠ palace right now.”⁠‌

“What‌ does Maryrose have⁠⁠ to do with​ this?”

“Are⁠ you going to‌‌ play dumb?”

“Just‌‍ shut up.”

Yuri‍​​ sighed.

“The⁠‍⁠ god from another‍‍ world is about‍⁠⁠ to descend and‍⁠⁠ ruin everything. Do​​‌ we have time‍⁠​ to waste on‌ gossip?”

“Well,‌​ so what? Time‌​‌ will pass anyway.”⁠

Jared⁠⁠‌ smiled mischievously.

“In⁠‍‍ a month, even​‍ if you don’t⁠‍‍ want to, you’ll​ have to fight.‍​​ Until then, you‍‌ should rest.”

Yuri​ looked at him.‍⁠

The‍ fact that he​ spoke as if⁠​ he were going‌ to fight Cedric‌ seemed admirable.

“I​⁠​ wish people from​ other countries were⁠ like you.”

“They​‌‍ surely will be.”⁠

King‌‌⁠ Joshua, after the‍‌ return of Yuri’s‍‌ group, had immediately​‍ contacted other countries.​​​

They​⁠​ still didn’t know‍ what decision they‌⁠​ would make.

Even⁠‍‍ if they all​⁠ refused, Yuri intended‌‍ to fight alone.⁠‌

“Shall‌‌ we spar a bit?”

“It’s​‍​ not that…”

“Come⁠​‍ on.”

“We‍ just returned to‍⁠⁠ Briol today.”

“And?”‌‍​

“The‍‌‍ sun is already‌​ setting…”

“We‌​​ can turn on‍​​ the lights.”

“No,‌‌ I…”

“All​ right, we’ll do⁠ it tomorrow.”

“Understood.”‌

***​‌

The‍​ next morning, Yuri⁠‍ dragged Jared to⁠⁠⁠ the training grounds.‍⁠​

The​​⁠ place was empty.‌

“Jared.”⁠

“Yes.”‌

“Give​‌⁠ it your all.”‍‌

He⁠‌ didn’t know if‍​ Cedric had given⁠ him a month​ just so he​⁠ would relax and⁠⁠ lose his fighting​⁠⁠ spirit, but Yuri‌‌⁠ had no intention​ of doing that.⁠

He⁠ would improve as⁠‌⁠ much as possible⁠​ and kill Cedric.​⁠⁠

“Yes.”‍

Jared‍​ also gripped his⁠‌ sword with a serious expression.

Their‍‌‍ swords clashed.

Of⁠‌⁠ course, Jared couldn’t‌​ match Yuri. Again‌ and again he‍​⁠ ended up on​‍‍ the ground, and​​ Yuri waited for‍⁠ him to get‍⁠ up before attacking‍⁠ again.

It‌ was tougher than⁠ usual.

But,⁠ surprisingly, Jared didn’t‍ complain.

He‌⁠‍ gritted his teeth‍⁠ and kept up.⁠‌​

“Tired‍​ already?”

“No.”⁠‍

Jared‍ smiled defiantly.

“Is‌⁠ this all you’ve​ got?”

Yuri⁠​​ understood he was⁠ serious. Jared truly​​ intended to go‍‍‌ with him to​‍ fight Cedric.

“Good.”​

Yuri⁠​ smiled sideways.

“Then⁠ I’ll get serious.”​​‌

The‌ aura of the⁠ Cut of the​‌ soul and the⁠ heart flowed into‍‌‌ Guilty. The sword‌​​ vibrated strongly. Jared‍⁠ spun his own​‌ in the air,‍‍‍ moving in circles‌​ around Yuri.

They​⁠ clashed again.

Yuri’s‍⁠‌ energy swept across‍ Jared’s body.

It‍‍ wasn’t a deep⁠ wound, but enough⁠⁠ to draw a little blood.

Jared‍​​ widened his eyes,⁠‌‍ trying to follow‍ the attack.

But⁠ he couldn’t block⁠⁠‌ them all.

“Tch!”‍‌‌

He‍ tried to counterattack‍‍⁠ in a moment‍ of opening, but‍ Yuri kicked him​ in the abdomen​ and sent him‍ rolling across the‌‌ ground.

“Fuu…”⁠

The​‍ gap was still‍​ enormous.

The⁠‍ third prince, who‌‌​ used to be⁠​ weaker than him,​‌⁠ had now turned⁠‌ into a monster.⁠‍

Jared‌‌ gritted his teeth⁠ and stood up.⁠​

Then—‍‍⁠

“Huh?”‍‌

Although‌⁠​ at first it​ had only been​​‌ the two of‍‌⁠ them in the‌​ field, suddenly there⁠ were more people.‍⁠‌

“You⁠‍ two have such‍​ a big difference‍ in level that‌‍​ you’re not helping​‍ each other much.”⁠⁠

Moyongchan,​⁠​ arms crossed, stood‍‌‍ in front of​‌‌ Yuri.

“You,‌⁠ train with him.”​​‍

Laurent‌‍ looked at Jared​ and nodded.

Besides‍‍ them, several knights​⁠‌ of the Order‍‌ of Vengeance were‌‌​ already gathered around.‌‍

It‌ seemed they had‍⁠⁠ come directly to‌ the palace after‌ being summoned.

“We’ll‌ participate as well.”​⁠

“Please‍‍ train us.”

Yuri​‍‌ looked at them⁠⁠⁠ and smiled.

“If​‍​ you wanted to‌​​ come, you should’ve⁠‌ done so yesterday.⁠ You’re a day⁠‌ late.”

“Forgive⁠‌‍ us for that.”⁠‍​

“And​⁠​ the others?”

“They’re⁠ probably on their‌ way.”

The‌‌​ Order of Vengeance⁠‌‌ was made up⁠ of knights selected‍‍ from all the​ fiefs of Briol.​ Those living in‌‌ the capital had‍ arrived immediately, but‍ those from distant​ areas would take⁠‌​ longer.

“All‍ right, I hope‌‍ so.”

Yuri‍ looked over everyone.‌

“I’m‍ going back to‍ the Empire to⁠‍ finish this. Any‌ objections?”

“None!”‌⁠

“Perfect.⁠‌⁠ Let’s train!”

The‍ knights paired off‌ and began sparring.⁠​ Yuri stood in⁠‍ front of Moyongchan.‌⁠

“Master.”‌‌​

“What‍⁠ do you want?”⁠

“I’ll⁠⁠ go all out.”⁠

“That’s​⁠ fine.”

Moyongchan⁠‌ smiled.

“Try‍‍‍ it.”

They​ stepped back a bit.

Both​⁠ released their energy.⁠

Their⁠⁠ clothes billowed from‌‍⁠ the pressure.

“In‌ Eastern terms, how​ strong are you,‍‍‌ Master?”

“I‌‍⁠ don’t know…”

Moyongchan‍​ raised his sword.⁠

“Right​‌ now, I’d probably‌​ be among the‍⁠‌ Five Great Masters.”​​‌

“Is​ Dan Socheon among‍ them?”

“The​‌ Heavenly Demon is​⁠ always included.”

“I‌ see.”

Yuri​‌⁠ smiled.

“Then​‍‍ if I beat​⁠ you, nothing bad​​ will happen.”

“Arrogant…”​

They‍ lunged at each⁠‌ other.

Their‌⁠‌ swords were so​⁠ fast that even⁠ the most experienced​⁠⁠ knights couldn’t follow⁠ them. The sound​⁠ of metal rang‍ out repeatedly, mixed⁠​‍ with explosions that‌ made the air‍‍ vibrate.

When⁠‌‍ Yuri and Moyongchan​​ began fighting, everyone’s⁠‍ eyes focused on​ them.

Even‍​​ those who were‌ training stopped their‍‍​ matches.

It​ wasn’t common to​ witness a duel⁠⁠‍ between experts of‌‌‍ Ten Greats level.​​​

Watching​⁠‌ it was a lesson in itself.​⁠‌

Of⁠ course, if the​‌‌ viewer’s level wasn’t​ high enough, they⁠ wouldn’t understand anything.‌​‍

“Hmm…”​‌

And​ for an ordinary​ person, they wouldn’t​‌‍ even know what​​⁠ they were seeing.⁠‌‌

Such‍ was the case‌​‌ with Yekaterina.

Sitting​​‍ under a parasol,‍ she watched the⁠‌ fight from a distance.

Some⁠‌‍ knights recognized her‌⁠ and greeted her;‍⁠ she returned the⁠ gesture.

“I‍‌ don’t understand anything.”​

Ena,​​ who was with‌‌‌ her, was serving‌‍ tea.

“But‍ I do know​⁠ it’s impressive.”

“Same​‌ here. Ena, do​‍ you want to‌‍ have tea with⁠‌⁠ me?”

“How‍⁠ could I, with​ you, Your Highness…?”​‌​

“It’s⁠ fine. Sit.”

“Hehe,‌ thank you.”

While‌‌⁠ they drank tea,‍⁠⁠ Moyongchan was slammed⁠⁠‍ into the ground‌​ once, and Yuri​‌ was sent flying,⁠ falling and spitting‌ a little blood.‍⁠

“They​ look good, don’t‍ they?”

“Yes.​​ It’s always good​‌​ to see someone‌​‍ working hard.”

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