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Chapter 51
Tundra kept snorting. He held ten egg tarts in his hand.
As Viola once said,
[ “I can eat about ten.” ]
There are only ten.
‘Will she enjoy it?’
This was an egg tart made with special care. He hoped Viola would eat this and like it.
“I hope you like it.”
Just imagining it made him excited, but he was also worried. When it came to things related to Viola, he cared about everything for no reason.
‘She’s not going to get mad, right?’
She would like it because it was an egg tart that was obtained through a legitimate method.
The sweet smell of egg tarts pierced his nose.
‘Looks delicious.’
His mouth was drooling.
In fact, even Tundra really likes this egg tart. He liked Viola, so he always gave it away. It was a taste that could not be tasted anywhere other than Winter Castle, and it was fortunate that there was Azulesia in Winter Castle.
Knock, knock.
He knocked and entered Viola’s room.
“Ten egg tarts. It is said that the owner of Azulezia made it with special care.”
Fortunately, Viola liked it.
After telling him to bring me some bitter green tangerine tea, she ate the egg tarts.
Grab!
Munch, munch!
It was already the fourth.
“Tundra. Sit down, too.”
“How can a dog sit at his master’s table?”
Tundra just stood upright and looked down at Viola. Viola was uncomfortable with that, so she spoke like a Veratoux, brutally.
“It’s unpleasant to look down from a place higher than me.”
“Sorry.”
Tundra knelt down in that position.
His eye level was lower than that of Viola sitting in the chair. She seemed to have given the order a bit wrong. Because of that, she became more uncomfortable.
“Just sit down.”
Tundra was obsessed with manners too much.
‘Anyway, so stubborn.’
She could force him to sit in front of her, but she didn’t have to.
‘It’s the same as Brother Hanjun, stubborn in strange places.’
Han Jun was also stubborn in strange places.
At that, she firmly clenched her lips. When she said it was unpleasant, he immediately accepted it and knelt down on his knees and looked at the ground, that inflexible figure.
That look that made her knees tingle, but she didn’t show anything.
‘Why do you act the same as brother as time passes by?’
The older he got, the more so.
The largest portion of Han Arin’s memory was filled with Han Jun, who was in his late teens to early twenties. Tundra turned seventeen and grew closer to the image of Kang Hanjun in her memory…
‘Brother liked sweets a lot, too.’
He was even called the Chocolate Killer in school.
“Can you give me one, too?”
“How can a dog eat with his master? I am happy just spending time with you.”
“…Don’t you like sweets?”
“I hate sweets
However, why do you swallow your saliva? But, why are you flapping your nostrils?
“Do you really hate it?”
“Yes. I hate it.”
Viola’s eyes narrowed. It was obvious to anyone he liked it, though he said he hates it.
“I hate lying dogs.”
Flinch.
At that, his body trembled.
“I’ll ask you again. Do you like sweets?”
“….”
Tundra paused for a moment.
He was pretty awkward. Now, if he said he likes sweets, he was lying. Nonetheless, if he said he hated it again, he thought Viola would be disappointed.
“Open your mouth.”
Viola forced an egg tart into Tundra’s mouth.
Still, he did not respond. He put the egg tart in his mouth and murmured.
“Hank uuu (thank you).”
“Be honest in front of me.”
“Heh (yes).”
A little bit of egg cream was smeared on the corners of Tundra’s lips. It seemed that he didn’t even know that she was so nervous.
‘Cute.’
Was brother like this?
In her memory, fifteen-year-old Kang Han-jun was very big, but looking as the current Viola, he wasn’t that big… To her, with the spirit of Han Arin, Tundra was like a really young Kang Hanjun.
‘What can I say to make him feel more comfortable with me?”’
Just because she told him to be comfortable, didn’t mean he could be comfortable with her. She adapted to the fictional world of [ Shadow of Veratoux ] and opened her mouth.
“You are a dog, you know?”
“Yes.”
“Do you know the difference between humans and dogs?”
“If you tell me, I will study.”
Seeing him answer in an extremely polite way made her feel something even more stuffy.
“People have to think deeply, dogs don’t have to think deeply.”
“….”
“If you like it, you don’t like it. If you’re happy, you’re happy. If you’re hungry, you’re hungry. You just have to be honest. You’re a dog. Why is a dog considering many things?”
If you want to eat, say you want to eat.
If you like it, you can say you like it.
She didn’t know what was so hard about it.
“…Sorry.”
“If you know you’re sorry, keep your identity. Understand?”
Tundra looked like he had been hit in the head.
Everything Viola said was right.
A dog was a dog… Dogs shouldn’t pretend to be people.
‘You scolded me.’
He was heartbroken. Then, with that thought, he felt like he had to show a change.
‘I’m being honest, like a dog.’
Viola wanted it, so Tundra decided to do just that. It was not going to happen overnight, though he decided to be a little more honest in front of Viola.
So, the next day, he found Viola again.
Just in time, Viola was drinking tea with Xenon.
“I’m going to give it to my master.”
He decided to act like a dog. He was unstoppable, the footsteps of the pet sword, who was once scolded and taught.
Viola tilted her head.
“Flower?”
It was a vase of white flowers.
Xenon’s eyes narrowed.
“It’s a marguerite flower.”
Marguerite had pure white petals, and the central flower core was a yellow flower. Viola’s eyes touched the vase.
“I remembered my master paying attention to this flower that bloomed by the roadside.”
“Tundra. Do you know the language of this flower?”
“I do not know.”
Tundra was confident.
He didn’t know the language of flowers, he just remembered that Viola’s eyes touched that flower. Because of that, he wanted to bring it.
Viola murmured.
“True love. Prophecy. Revealing the secret…”
“Does the Princess study flower language, too?”
“….”
Viola just stared at the vase. She didn’t know why this was happening again.
‘It was an amulet that Brother Han Jun gave me.’
‘You take this.’
‘It is said that having this brings you good luck.’
At the time, Han Jun didn’t even know the name of this flower. He said he just brought it because it was pretty. Marguerite became a talisman for Han Arin, who had a difficult life in school.
After a long time, she had looked up the dictionary.
[ The flower language of Marguerite is ‘True love, prophecy, love fortune-telling, and revealing secrets’. ]
So, Han Arin thought so secretly.
She even imagined that Kang Han Jun as a child confessed to her through flowers.
‘But brother. You gave me marguerite flowers a long time ago.’
‘Ah. Did I?’
‘Huh. It was a talisman for me.’
‘I should have given you one or two amulets. Because you are such a crybaby.’
‘Do you know the flower language of Marguerite, brother?’
‘Well? What?’
‘Actually, I don’t know.’
Han Arin pretended to not know, but she knew. It was just that she was ashamed of being excited for no reason.
“Looking at it, it seems that you don’t know the language of flowers at all.” Xenon said.
“I didn’t know, does that matter, Xenon?”
“No. If the princess doesn’t take issue with it, it won’t be a problem.”
At that, his eyes narrowed even more.
“By the way, the vase has been treated with special magic. It must be expensive.”
“I also get Veratoux’s salary.”
For the past three years, Tundra had been paid by the Duchy of Veratoux.
This was Xenon’s consideration. He set the minimum cost of maintaining dignity so that there was no shortage to serve Princess Viola.
“If it’s something like this, you need to save up for three years without spending a single penny?”
Tundra nodded his head.
“I am grateful to be able to present three years of hard work.”
‘I hope Viola likes it.’
‘I hope you are happy about it.’
‘I hope you enjoy it.’
That thought ran through his mind.
‘Does she like it?’
With that thought in mind, he looked into Viola’s eyes.
She seemed to feel neither good nor bad. She stood with a curious expression, and she continued to stare at the vase of Marguerites.
‘Why are you doing this to me, the hell?’
Is this a coincidence?
A person with the same face as Kang Han Jun suddenly presented me with flowers.
‘Probably Marguerite, maybe I don’t even know the language of flowers.’
Why were you acting the same as Kang Han Jun?
‘You are not brother Han Jun…’
Viola opened her mouth.
Even though he wasn’t Kang Kang Jun, she kept seeing Kang Hanjun. She had to hold her heart.
‘He’s not Brother Hanjun.’
Viola strengthened her heart.
She said coldly, “How about spending three years of effort on weapons and armor? If you’re a dog, be like a dog. Sharpen your teeth.”
It was both a venom towards Tundra and a whip towards Viola herself.
After a few days.
The official second mission of the white Veratoux Viola has been dropped.
‘It’s here.’
A mission that Viola herself requested.
Duke Heron accepted Viola’s request.
‘I can’t believe the day has come when I will be dispatched as a special envoy.’
In fact, it was the second time.
Because she’s been to Storm Fortress, too. She wanted to live a long and happy life, but at the age of twelve, she was dispatched as a special envoy.
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‘Anyway. I’ll do well, right?’
It felt like she was constantly getting involved in big things, but maybe it’s just her feelings.
‘Still, it would be better to suffer as a special envoy now than for the Archmage Bengas to appear one day, perhaps.’
The news of Veratoux’s dispatch of a special envoy was covered in considerable depth in several newsletters, and rumors about Viola began to spread around the world.
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