Violant of the Silver

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Translator: mii

editors: sleepchaser, junirenn

The training room was equipped with a shower room where knights could use magic circles to shower and refresh themselves.

After passing through the vacant dressing area, Legion walked toward the back and stepped into the shower room. No one was there either. He approached one of the stalls that were separated from each other by a wooden board. Once he entered, he touched the magic circle on the wall with his right hand.

“Heed my wish,” muttered Legion, channeling his magic essence to the magic circle. The magic circle on the ceiling glowed, and drops of water fell onto him, reminiscent of rain.

As he cooled his head, Legion placed his right hand on the wall in front of him, ashamed of his earlier behavior. I said something like that without thinking… I didn’t mean to do that. 

He couldn’t help but sigh heavily. He knew Vio didn’t have any favorable impressions of the youth himself. It was only natural, considering he had an older brother like Rupheus. As such, Legion had decided to watch over him. He didn’t mind, even if he alone praised Vio.

Yet, despite telling Vio he wanted to serve him, he felt as if his feelings failed to reach Vio.  Vio didn’t find himself worthy of a knight such as Legion, evident by his attempts to have him return to the Royal Knights. An action Legion disliked.

However… I shouldn’t have mentioned Erik. Legion’s words had been akin to reopening an old wound Vio had.

He continued to reflect on his behavior as he showered until he heard someone behind him say with astonishment, “You… If you’re going to be that depressed, don’t say those things from the start.”

It was Cheval.

“So annoying. Leave me alone. I’m just a selfish and detestable person…” Legion replied, tone sarcastic.

“What’s up with you? Is that indirect sarcasm I hear?” grumbled Cheval. “If you’re a selfish and detestable person, then most people in this world would be bad guys! It’s like you’re implying that I’m the lowest of the low.”

“You’re aware of it? Great.”

“Ahhh, you’re annoying!” 

Legion found him irritating. 

“Listen, at least take that armor off!” said Cheval. “That’s mine, you know?! I only lent it to you because our physique is similar, but it’ll get rusty if you’re showering in it!”

“I’ll repair and return your armor to you later, so leave me alone for a while…” Legion replied gloomily. 

Cheval scratched his head of blond locks, looking at him in exasperation. “Good grief, you’re such a pain in the butt. Do you think that person cares about every minor detail? Just go and apologize!”

“I said the worst thing I could have. Of all things, I mentioned Erik…”

“It’s Erik. He was his guardian knight before me.” Bitter proved the tone of his voice.

Cheval clapped his hands, now understanding Legion’s dilemma. “What? Are you jealous of that guy?” he said.

Upon hearing Cheval’s tease, Legion reflexively turned around and protested, “What?! Why would I be jealous of a guy like that?!” 

Cheval had a cat-like grin on his face. “It’s unusual for you to speak badly of someone like that. Do you really hate him?”

“I don’t like him, but I’m not jealous of him! I’m not jealous at all!”

“Hahaha, just spit it all out! You’ll feel better after you do.”

“You punk…” Legion groaned. He couldn’t wrap his head around why the maids would grow flustered at the sight of Cheval. Of why they’d think he resembled a prince. Surround him with actual princes and Cheval would be but a mere blemish compared to them.

Cheval ignored him and said, “But you’re worried he’d never trust you, right? Since he trusted that guy, but told you to return to the Royal Knights. So aren’t you being envious then? What is that Erik guy doing now?”

“…He disappeared somewhere after betraying Lord Violant. He’s now on the wanted list in the Lesserhains’ territory.”

“And you’re comparing yourself to that criminal?” said Cheval. “You’re lame, man.”

“Shut. Up!”

Cheval merely laughed at him in an insolent manner, causing Legion’s irritation toward him to reach its peak. Legion turned his back to Cheval and concentrated on showering. He had to cool his head first. Legion closed his eyes, ignoring Cheval’s sighs. Then, he became aware of the sound of footsteps approaching him.

“Legi.”

It was Vio’s voice.

Legion’s eyes opened in a snap. He froze. 

Next to him, Cheval grinned, laughter spilling from his lips. “The master has appeared. Aren’t you happy, faithful dog?”

“You’re so annoying. Don’t think I’ll forget about this, Cheval,” whispered Legion. 

Pretending to be scared, Cheval left the shower room.

“Are you angry?” Vio said, sounding lonely. In a timid manner, Legion turned around, only to be greeted with the sight of Vio, the latter with his gaze lowered and a gloomy expression.

Legion felt as though he were struck with a heavy hammer. He had said something awful, yet Vio was worried about him. Legion hung his head in shame, water still raining down on him.

“I’m sorry, Lord Violant.”

“No. It’s me who should apologize.” Vio’s eyes gleamed in the light streaming through the small window. Tears pooled slightly in those purple orbs, threatening to fall, making him look like he would cry at any moment. “I’m sorry, Legi. I have… made you suffer. Thank you for finding value in me.” Despite his teary eyes, Vio laughed. Then he asked, “Am I still your master?”

Seeing the shadow of anxiety in Vio’s eyes, Legion knelt on one knee at once, bowing down. “Of course! You are my sole master in this lifetime, Lord Violant!”

Warmth spread to his heart and Legion’s eyes grew hot. He was glad he was taking a shower right now. It was embarrassing for a man like him to cry. 

Vio crouched in front of Legion and gently took his right hand. “Thank you, Legi. Please stay with me.” He then added in a whisper, “Don’t ever leave me, okay?”

Legion raised his head. “Of course! I swear that I will never leave your side!”

Vio nodded. A single teardrop spilled from his jewel-like purple eyes. Despite this, his mouth formed a large smile, a tint of bashfulness on it. “Thank you.”

It was the first time Legion saw Vio smile like that. It left him in a daze. Furthermore, at this moment, he fully understood that he had finally gotten Vio’s absolute trust. “Of course!” said Legion, nodding with a smile. 

The two shared a laugh, and as they did, the sound of clapping resounded behind Vio.

“Such a happy reconciliation. Now then, Sir Legion, you’ll catch a cold if you keep wearing that. Please change your clothes,” Jill said with a gentle smile. He, Vio’s servants, and Lantz were behind Vio.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Lord Violant also got wet,” said Legion. He deactivated the magic circle and looked at Violant’s clothes in a panic.

“It’s okay. I just have to change my clothes,” said Vio. “But you’re the type who pours water over yourself when you feel down, huh?”

“In the past, he had also self-reflected in the middle of the rain…” muttered Vio to himself, amazed. 

“Y-yes, you might be right. I only just noticed it now.”

“Really?” Vio burst into laughter. “Oh well, take off your armor first. Rille, help him.”

Following Vio’s instructions, Cheval showed up, standing at the door of the shower room. “I can help. It will be difficult for a lady to do that,” Cheval said, full of energy.

“Is that so? Then I’ll rely on you, Sir Cheval. I will return to my room first.”

“Yes, please do so. I don’t want your health to decline again.”

As Vio stepped foot outside the shower room with his servants and Lantz, Legion lightly knocked on Cheval’s head.

“Ow! Why are you hitting me?!”

“You’re annoying.”

With his revenge fulfilled, Legion was satisfied for the time being.

If I said that Legi is acting like a shoujo manga protagonist at the last chapter, then he has successfully become one this chapter~ (ᅌᴗᅌ* )

W-what’s with this dramatic scene under (the not actually) rain!? They should hug each other in the end, and it will be perfect! How beautiful!