She Decided Not To Get Revenge

“I’m sorry for being rude.”

“It’s okay.”

Judging from her brutal gaze at Miro, Merlin seemed to understand the conversation differently. 

However, Shaurillin seemed to understand what conversation they were having. Miro nodded quietly toward him.

Loggia Laxpelter has a blurry ‘mark’ in the middle of her chest. 

Looking at the flow around, she does not have an outstanding magic talent, but looking at the outline of the ears that appear to be human, it is rare among half-sized fairies to be born with the seal granted. 

Initially, it was difficult to find elves easily in Roschodur, and it was really his first time meeting a mixed-race fairy with a ‘mark’.

Despite Miro’s obvious humiliation and Schaurillin’s hidden curiosity, Katlena Agreta maintained a calm and feminine demeanor. The cause became clear very immediately.

“You don’t have to hide it like that. Anyone in Roschodur knows that I’m of Delphine mixed race. My ears look human, but thanks to that, I became responsible for diplomacy with heterogeneous people. We’re similar people.”

“You were in Delphine.”

“Because the Little Mermaid loves the human prince.”

Loggia Laxpelter, who spoke as if she were narrating a fairy tale, reached out to Miro in a commanding yet friendly manner.

Miro, who was always used to standing behind Shaurillin, hurriedly shook hands with her.

“I wanted to meet you at least once. I’ve been looking forward to seeing you since Katlena told me she will bring you back soon.”

Katlena’s decision to bring Schaurillin back had to be neither impulsive nor without justification. 

Miro caught Katlena’s gaze from the corner of his eye and asked Loggia without hesitation.

“Is it because we’re similar people?”

“It’s common for a person in two places to not belong to either.”

Only Miro received a pleasant smile from Loggia, who graciously replied in a cold voice. 

Then she was presented with a bottle of brandy from Rangvi Island, which was most likely given to by Shaurillin.

“According to Katlena, you’ll probably do all nine departments today, so I’ll settle with greetings; please stop by comfortably from now on; I’d want to talk to Sir Rosway and have a drink.”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Laxpelter; Miro didn’t offer you the drink because he’s a drinker; it was bought on the suggestion that you like strong alcohol and that if you drink it, Miro will rapidly open up.”

Shaurillin responded instead of Miro, who shrank his shoulders in embarrassment at her intimate manner.

“In the near future, I’ll evaluate the drinks he can consume with you and send them to you; I ask for your patience as I explain his constitution.”

“Yes, Sir, I’ll be waiting.”

With a voice that seemed to have lost interest, Loggia Laxpelter responded. 

With a calm expression, Shaurillin winked at Miro. Miro soon closed the distance between him and Shaurillin. 

Miro narrowly escaped with a careful eye greeting to Loggia Laxpelter as the party was leaving the foreign minister.

Soon after, they accompanied Katlena Agreta on a trip through four ministries, and during the tour, Katlena, who was busy working, acted alone in a barrel that took Merlin away.

Shaurillin planned to visit his common acquaintance, Gallois Schurt, late at night, share a drink, and have a lovely discussion, so he planned to rejoin Katlena Agreta by then.

As a result, Miro, who had caught Shaurillin on his way to the finance office following his last visit, had already reported what had happened today. 

Miro Rosway thought it was something that should be discussed before joining Katlena.

Shaurillin delivered a leisurely, fat answer while going through the hall of the government office and listening to Miro with a tranquil countenance.

“The person who discovered and appointed Loggia Laxpelter was Katlena.”

“What? Kat…The Duchess Agreta?”

“It’s a very respectable thing. If it were me, I would have lived without caring about all of the fairies and those involved without much distinction or specification. Fairy hybridism has few precedents of becoming a high-ranking official, and she dragged such a fairy hybrid up to the minister’s. You probably know what kind of loneliness Loggia Laxpelter felt in the process, even if I didn’t have to tell you. Let’s talk comfortably with her without having to get my permission, regardless of my situation. I can’t force you, but I think it’ll help you, too.”

“…”

“By the way, as for some of the questions you’ve raised, I’m not sure whether there’s a way to answer one or two of them, and one or two of them are still based on presumptions… I believe I can make some reasonable assumptions about probability. But what I don’t understand is why the Alves source’s magical scar remained in the location where he was slain.”

As the evening moon strolled under the picturesque night hanging at the end of the spire, Shaurillin Inborgia briefly pricked his ears as he heard the voice of God.

“It’s Lupus. Come to think of it, it’s a well-known group to cut off my neck and cover it, but I forgot about it. Somehow, we may have a short relationship with us in the future by encountering and stopping them.”

He added silently, muttering with a slightly frozen cold air that sounded like humming.

“After all, I’ll look into the ‘magic’ side of the problem separately, so you don’t have to worry, Miro.”

“Is it okay if I don’t contact his Highness Ilinai or look into the situation in detail? If he’s preparing for a war with humans at least…”

“Yes. Usually, you deserve to take extra steps to boost your confidence. I’ve known him for hundreds of years, and I know he’ll never draw a blade against an outside race again, but that conviction comes only from a complete understanding of him and the trust he inspires.”

Shaurilin explained in a long-standing manner, as he normally did.

“However, from what I can tell, Katlena has already developed a rather deep trust connection with King Ilinai.”

“What?”

Miro, who had a brief frown, looked at Shaurillin and moaned as if he were criticizing him.

“She has never met King Ilinai officially, that’s what I know.”

“Given the physical distance between the Blue Mountains and Roschodur, an unofficial meeting would have been difficult unless either of them made an official visit to the other country.”

“Katlena Agreta was a person who had studied overseas, and there was a time when she studied under the wise magician Rosetta; unless I know everything about her life, I can’t claim I didn’t even have an informal contact with her.”

“Kat was still a child back then…”

Shaurillin remained silent in response to Miro’s words.

He simply lowered his eyes without moving his softly curled mouth. 

A deep purple light rose gently behind the pale yellow eyelashes, like the moon in a dream. He mumbled softly and distantly, as if he were simply viewing something outside the earth.

“As a result, she is already preparing for the Alves civil war because she is confident that King Ilinai is not the only one behind the Alves hiding in Roschodur. Of course, Miro, civil war will not happen as easily as you fear, because King Ilinai is not a man who has been in power for a long time in the warlike land. However, that doesn’t mean you have to open the door so that you can easily figure out how to use it.”

The white fairy’s voice was consistently soothing. Along the tail of the spherical eyeballs, his purple eyes were bathed in moonlight. 

When he spoke like that, he gave the impression that everything was someone else’s problem. 

It’s as though it’s only for Miro.

Miro made him burst out laughing when he acted like that. Shaurillin had the temperament to keep an eye on her and keep a safe distance from her life. Miro’s expression became a little more dissatisfied after the comments.

“I don’t think it’s fair to judge whether her comments that she wouldn’t take revenge on me are true or deceptive in order to conceal her true objective; I’m not suggesting you’ll be upset.”

“Why isn’t it fair?”

“Shouldn’t I dare to gauge and judge the truth in any case? I will have to humbly accept it whether she demands me to pay a reasonable price or not.”

“Shaurillin.”

Shaurillin gave an uneasy smile in response to the critical call. He spoke warmly while holding out one hand as if to deter Miro.

“Don’t get me wrong, Miro; I’m not attempting to give up or sacrifice my life for that. Last night, while I was looking at the rearranged administrative system, I was thinking that perhaps deleting my position and rendering what I performed useless was considered to be her own decent and negative vengeance.”

“…”

“Just the fact that it touches on something I’ve wished for my entire life makes me feel guilty; if there is a small counterattack that is structured so carefully that it causes no harm to anyone, it is certainly not revenge; but if it is, isn’t it a sad assumption that it might be a gift to the object of resentment?”

Shaurillin replied slowly, stroking his chin for a time, in a voice that seemed to persuade Miro.

In either case, the answers to these questions will come to them on their own time. 

The issue with Alves is his Highness Ilinai’s informal friendship with Katlena, and Katlena’s 

cautious intentions toward Shaurillin will most likely be revealed to them only after a short time. 

Many problems are addressed by time and solved in this manner.

And with that, the story came to a close. Schaurillin didn’t appear to want to talk about it any longer. At least, that’s how it felt tonight. 

Everything that transpired during the day seemed unusual and confusing to Miro, but this didn’t appear to be the case for a fairy who lived for a long time.

From Katlena’s genuine motives to the city’s repeated murders of Alves, A new epoch has begun. 

To grasp Katlena’s strangely high understanding of King Ilinai and the fairy mixed race foreign minister. 

There are too many wizards around Katlena alone, as well as magical scars from the assassination group Lupus, which appears to be above the law.

Shaurillin suggested, generously and gently, as if he didn’t care about any of it.

“So, let’s not waste any more time and go see Gallois, where we might be able to get some information regarding the fifteen years we’ve been away from Roschodur, which you’re quite interested in.”

The strangest thing was the restaurant sign and the traces of spicy spices, which Katlena refused as if she cared for Shaurillin. But Miro couldn’t tell Shaurillin that, and Miro pondered quietly as he chased after Shaurillin.

He will eventually inform the High Elf about his life and rationale after thinking about it for one or two nights, but he may ponder about it alone for one or two nights more, which will upset him.

In a guilty dream, he would unwittingly inquire the cause for all the suspicious words and deeds, but the query would not assist Miro much with his two-night anxieties. 

Strangely and naturally, even with Miro and the exquisite girl of Shaurillin in the past, the answer will never be possible.

Perhaps the only questions that arose after the helpless girl vanished from the world were those that came only after the helpless girl vanished from the world.

Will time pass, as Shaurillin said, and Katlena in the future will tell them the answers that Katlena in the past didn’t know? 

Miro was suspicious, but not distrustful, and he began to follow his owner with enthusiasm.

ii. A strange day with the half-elf Miro. End.