Only with Your Heart

Luklov - Present.

The rays of candles over the candlestick illuminate the deep red tablecloth slightly.

Luklov was sitting in a chair, looking in the dark at the dishes that the servants carried one after the other. On the opposite bank of the table sits a loan, sometimes carrying wine into his mouth, staring at him to explore Ruklov.

After the main last plate was placed in the center of the table, Ruklov ordered a payment.

Usually at least one Nadal stays on the payroll, but tonight I also said no to that, and pressed just in case nobody gets close until I called him. Nadal looked somewhat bewildered, but followed her husband's life and left the room behind.

When Lucroff and Lone were alone, the rooms were wrapped up in secluded silence for a while.

Candlesticks are placed on all sides of the room, illuminating between these little guests, but the gloomy atmosphere has not been erased. No, only Luklov was gloomy, though Lone had not broken his likeness.

"Well then… let me ask you a little more"

Lone, who put a glass of wine back on the table, leaned against the back of the chair and dressed to relax.

"You now only look the opposite of that, where years of memorials have come true and it seems good to be even the happiest place in the world. Chizuru also seems anxious. It's all I can't solve."

Ruklov stared silently at the flames of a swinging candle on the table.

Rather than thinking about the answer, a void somewhere above the sky is floating in the eyes of a pitch-black.

As the hot air stood about to warm from the meaty pie in his hand, Lorne did not hesitate to start carrying it to his mouth and patiently waited for Ruklov to open his mouth.

After a while, Ruklov began to speak quietly, still looking at the candle flames.

"I gave up everything four and a half years ago... Dreams, future, love, heart, everything. And more importantly, I gave up Chizuru. I've never been able to even get into the edge of my head again."

"Oh, because of that, you've looked less lively than a dead fish ever since."

"Say anything"

Ruklov shook his head slightly. "Even now, I don't know what to do anymore when they tell me to water everything and be happy. I even forgot how to smile."

There was an ironic grin on Lone's face.

"Even you before I met Chizuru, I totally forgot how to smile. It was Chizul who reminded me of that... that's why you got so crazy about her. It will be the same this time."

"No, you don't. I'm too old for this. And I learned what it meant to lose her. The second time, no."

While chewing on the meaty pie, Lorne seemed to be trying to chew on Ruklov's words at the same time.

"That means...... I don't want to lose my chizzle again, so, let's not get it in the first place?" Lone punched his fists on the table with both hands, screaming. "You're an idiot! That would be" now "!

Ruklov pointed a sharp eye at the loan that seemed to be able to kill his opponent with only his gaze.

But the red-haired knight backwards intensifies his narrative.

"Then I ask, can I just take Chizuru away like this? I have a single at just the right age for my knight who brought me here. Let's leave Chizuru with him and get him married. You can end your life lonely in this country territory as you wish. Congratulations, congrats!

Ruklov, distorted in his face by fierce anger, suddenly rose out of his chair in momentum and glanced at the loan with a stiff eye.

Loans get up the same way.

The glass of wine collapsed and the purple stain spread on the table.

"Look at that, call it 'now'! Look, I used to love Chizuru too... maybe not as much as you had, but definitely love. I'll tell you what. I won't allow you to make her cry. Whatever the reason!

Ruklov, who snapped down the chair, grabbed onto a loan across the shore with madman momentum, and the two fell hard on the floor as they were. Luklov trying to grab his neck and Lone trying to avoid it rub together and the two big guys flaunt each other on the floor. There was not a single piece of furniture, including the table. Things fell all over the place, silver plates fell and splashed on the floor.

The two beat each other up and roll to the floor to the wall screaming at each other like even the person they're talking about doesn't make sense.

Several servants who heard the disturbance opened the door in a panic.

"I said who can come in!! Get lost now!

To the ghostly fury of Ruklov, the servants screamed and fled.

In that momentary gap, Lorne knocked Rucroff off to the floor with wings tightened from behind. They indulged in the remnants of a fish dish that had been scattered unbroken, and were filled with a raw smell, but still the combination of the two continued.

Both Lucroff and Lone were grasping at each other even as hard as they could, as they forgot the meaning of the dispute at some point.

And

"Damn! Damn it!"

Luklov's fist hit his face, and Lone held his nose. Soon my nose bleeds from between my fingers. "It could have broken, again!

Lone put her back on the wall somewhere and looked up as she breathed with her shoulders.

Ruklov steps back, grabs the foot of the table, which is flipping in an unusual direction, and stands up straight.

We were both breathing up.

"What the hell is Chizuru good for some of these savages...?

It was a loan that whined as it seeped through the nosebleeds that still continued, but I was already willing to sprinkle on that voice color. "Face? Is that your face?

"It was me fourteen years ago that he loves. Not me now..."

To Luklov, who so leaked during his intense breath, Lone defied with a humming nose. More blood, but the loan went on.

"Wouldn't that be convenient? You haven't changed a bit since fourteen years ago. Exactly the same, savage and impolite rogue. Shit, I'm a customer."

I told him to look at this in the evidence, but Lone showed him his nose.

Ruklov shook his head sideways.

"That's not all... I killed Zain and Edina. What the hell kind of face can you put on and love Chizuru again? Where the hell am I supposed to be?

That's the loan, too, stiffened his body to this dialogue and tied his mouth.

Lucrov's eyes wander the universe in vain like ghosts. Trapped in a nightmare of the past, like a ghost in hell.

"That's... it's not your fault. Because of the king's unscrupulous orders. You didn't kill them both."

"No, it's my fault. If I'd just given up on Chizuru, that 'd be great. They were still alive."

"Stop. Zain and Edina were knights. I lost my life fighting as a knight. Whose fault is it? Say what, and don't pollute their souls."

"No."

Suddenly, Ruklov's voice became faint and weak as if it were not his. "No..."

Ruklov closed his eyes without saying anything more.

─ ─ Even loans don't know everything. The truth about their death was that Ruklov was going to take it all the way to his grave. That's why Ruklov is not the same as he was fourteen years ago anymore.

I can't love Chizuru in the same way...