Violant of the Silver

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Translator: mii

editors: sleepchaser, Fire

Vio turned toward the person who seemed to have called out to him: a fat middle-aged man standing nearby him with dull blond hair and blue eyes. At once, he bowed in a panic. “Where are my manners?! You resemble my acquaintance…”

“It’s alright. I don’t mind,” Vio said, not losing his cool. It was also partially his fault for staying where the lower-ranked nobles gathered. 

That should have been the end of the conversation, but the man stayed in Vio’s line of sight. As the man approached him, his aura was overwhelming. Not only was he tall, his build was also large.

“This must be fate, right? I’m Sarg, the Earl of Villan, representing the delegation of the Ruslan Kingdom.”

“Ah, you’re from Ruslan? I am the second son of the Lesserhain family, Violant.”

“So you’re from the duke’s family! F-forgive my rudeness…”

“You don’t have to worry. I rarely attend social events, so it can’t be helped that you don’t recognize me,” Vio replied, but inwardly he was surprised.

Sarg Villan… He’s the last boss of “Princess Dances with the Night,” isn’t he? I remember getting slightly annoyed at the author since Villan is derived from “villain.” How sloppy.

Sarg looked mean and intense in the manga, but now that Vio met him face-to-face in a place like this, the man didn’t look that smart. Despite his appearance, Sarg was a clever and tactical villain. Once his opponents looked down on him, he would retaliate with evil means. 

As Princess Liona’s distant relative, Sarg was aiming for the throne. Time and time again, he had targeted her life. In fact, Night had first met Liona as she was being chased by Sarg’s assassin.

Liona was tom-boyish and could wield both sword and magic. Because she was forced to learn them in order to protect herself.

“No, it’s my fault for being careless. I apologize. However, when I see you like this, you look quite like Princess Viola. Even the moonlight is overshadowed by you.”

“You’re praising me too much. I’m unworthy of your compliment,” Vio replied with a bitter smile.

Oh no, I missed the timing to leave. He had wanted to slip away after Sarg’s apology, but the man was stubborn and kept talking to him. He seemed like he was evaluating Vio with his gaze, giving off an unpleasant feeling. Vio felt like he would have goosebumps if he rolled up his sleeves to check. 

However, he made sure not to outwardly show his feelings. To ensure he wouldn’t sound offensive, he elaborated by saying, “Those words suit the beautiful women around us a lot more, don’t you think?”

“Yes, of course. The ladies in the Kingdom of Istiah are truly stunning! If we don’t capture them in a painting, it would be blasphemous.”

“Yes.” Vio nodded, but the word “painting” reminded him of yesterday’s incident, causing his expression to stiffen.

Why does everyone want to capture people in a painting so much… I don’t understand it. After all, Vio held no interest in painting, so such feelings were bound to be incomprehensible for him.

Sarg behaved modestly and asked, “Lord Violant, if you don’t mind, could you tell me about the Kingdom of Istiah? The only knowledge I have is superficial.”

Considering how smart this man was, he must be very knowledgeable of Vio’s country. Even if he had only wanted to continue the conversation, it was rude of him to ask someone of higher status to teach him. Not to mention, his reason for asking was because he didn’t study the topics of interest.

Vio immediately caught on to Sarg‘s intention. He was probably scheming to anger and humiliate Vio. If Vio lost his temper and didn’t reply, it was the same as confessing his stupidity. But if he didn’t get angry, then he was a fool who overlooked another’s blatant disrespect  toward him.

Now that I think of it, in the manga, this man was the happiest when war broke out due to Brother’s rampage…

Sarg’s territory kept suffering from crop failure, so he schemed to start a war in order to earn money quickly. Not to mention, he didn’t like how Liona deepened the ties between the kingdoms by getting close to Ars and Diana.

Vio collected himself and tilted his head slightly in confusion. “You’re saying something strange. If you want to know about Istiah, you only need to look around. It’s already apparent.”

“What…?” Sarg probably didn’t expect this reply; he looked around in a daze.

The luxurious and gorgeous hall spoke of the Kingdom of Istiah’s wealth. The painting stretching across the ceiling pictured the Great Spirit Yuglena blessing the land with prosperity.

“Our rich history is depicted in the ceiling painting. Most importantly, the nobles of my country are gathered here. Seeing how everyone is enjoying their time, it’s clear that Istiah is a peaceful kingdom. It’s all thanks to His Majesty’s wonderful governance.” Then Vio smiled and gestured to the crowd as if telling Sarg to go there. “Earl Villan is a delegate. Please deepen your connections with everyone and broaden your sight about what kind of country Istiah is. I’m sure everyone will call it peaceful. Well then, please enjoy the party.”

Vio had basically said, “You can know how Istiah is just by looking around, yet you’re still asking me. Are you stupid? You’d be finding fault with His Majesty’s reign if you say anything else, so watch yourself. Just leave.”

Sarg seemed to understand the implication behind Vio’s words. His face turned a shade red, perhaps due to anger. He politely bowed and left.

Vio took a sip of the juice, expression still composed.

“That was a wonderful turnaround, Lord Violant,” said Legion, sof enough that only Vio could hear.

“…What are you talking about?” said Vio, pretending not to understand Legion’s words as he glanced toward his father; he worried that his father would be angry since he had stood out in a strange manner. Unexpectedly, the corners of his father’s mouth rose a hint, like he had just heard something interesting. Vio nodded at him before sighing.

It would be troublesome if he got involved with something else again, so Vio decided to withdraw for today.