ยฉNovel Buddy
Everything Was a Mistake-Chapter 37
Chapter 37
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He didnโt know what kind of consciousness he was struggling with. ๐๐๐e๐๐ฆ๐ฃ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐๐.c๐m
Nocton left the terrace and just walked in a straight line.
He didnโt know where he was and where heโs heading, heโs not aware of anything while moving.
The face that was originally pale is as white as if all his blood was drained from the body, and the always relaxed expression was distorted by agitation.
But without having the time to care about what hia expression was like, his mind was constantly rewinding what was a little while ago.
A red hair that was blown by the wind, a whitened face, whenever he said something, she just walked backwards and avoided eye contactโฆ.
โWhat do you want to apologize to me for? What do you want in return?โ
โIโm scared of you.โ ๐๐ฏ๐e๐e๐ฏ๐ท๐ผ๐e๐.๐๐ผ๐บ
โBut when Alice or Aaron says something about you, I canโt trust you, Nocton. How can I trust you? Thereโs no trust between us. You made it that way.โ
He remembered Valroseโs hand, who was holding his hand. Even on cold winter days when the breath was frozen, it wasnโt that cold. She wasnโt shaking that much.
The moment she took Noctonโs hand and took it to her own neck, he felt an indescribable fear. As if the fear of Roa Valrose was literally transmitted, or as amplified as it was.
The shaking in her hand was too strong, her neck was too thin on his hand.
It was so thin that a little more force would make it break, which inflated Nocton Edgarโs fear.
If he does something wrong, if he does something a little wrong, she will die โฆ damn it.
โAt the tea party, in the drawing room โฆ were you trying to kill Aaron?โ
โWere you trying to kill Aaron?โ
โWere you trying to kill someone?โ
The voice of Roa Valrose lingered in his head.
It wasnโt just a repetition.
The voices of his childhood were moving around his mind and gradually changed.
In a more sly and manipulative tone.
A sound that is heavier and sharper.
Andโฆ.
โYou sure are a devil bastard.โ
โThere is no child who would not be scared if they knew what you really were.โ
โBefore you destroy Aemon, you must firstโโ
โNocton Edgar!โ
A loud noise suddenly awoke him.
Surprised Nocton turned his head. Immediately, he saw a familiar figure right behind him.
A platinum-haired tall who shined brightly even after sunset, Aaron Claymore.
โYou didnโt even listen when I called you, now you look back.โ
The stiff-faced man approached and frowned.
His gaze flowed down from Noctonโs pale face to the his torn palms.
Only after seeing the movement of his gaze, Nocton realized the pain that was not mild.
โWhat happened to your arm?โ
He has good eyes, most of his body are covered by clothes, and because he was walking, itโs hard to see his palms. No, in this case, itโs better than just good.
In the midst of his poor condition, he met an unwelcome person.
Heโs not in a pleasant mood.
Nocton ignored Claymoreโs words and was just about to pass by, but he stopped when he looked at the manโs collar.
It was hidden by cravat, but he felt the unique energy.
The energy guards against black magic, prevents Aaron Claymoreโs feelings from leaking out.
Yes, itโs the same kind that Valrose had.
โItโs just a necklace on my neck that I paired with Aaron.โ
He felt the divine power quite a bit, but it was not that great compared to Noctonโs ability, so he didnโt care much when he found it on Valrose.
No, itโs a lie.
From the moment he entered the ballroom, he was constantly paying attention to the necklace around Valroseโs neck.
The day Alice Limorand headed to Marquis Valroseโs residence to see what had happened, she found out that he was a black wizard.
The day they met after a month, she came with a holy relic around her neck, and he couldnโt help but bother.
But he wasnโt in a position to argue about it, thereโs something thatโs more important than that, so he ignored it because it would only be used to avoid brainwashing and curses without any low cost.
He realized the moment he touched Valrose.
The holy relic contains more power than he can feel.
The divine power, that was revealed momentarily, was so powerful that it could be preserved as a treasure of the temple.
The immense power that doesnโt even allow the wearer to be pulled
If it werenโt for a priest, it would be difficult to find it privately, so where did she get such thing?
Three of those.
Nocton Edgar slowly raised his gaze from Aaronโs neck and glared into his eyes.
Claymoreโs necklace must have the same power.
However, it didnโt matter if the opponent wasnโt Roa Valrose.
It was too simple to break the necklace if he wasnโt worried about hurting his opponent.
Actually, while he was pulling Valrose from the broken railing, the necklace couldnโt bear his power and it was shatteredโฆ.
โAh.โ
In a belated rush, Noctonโs eyes shook.
Did he get angry?
Aaron Claymore breathed a long sigh, he gave up on the answers after the silence continued.
โBecause you are a Duke, I believe that you will treat your hands on your own. You went to the terrace with my fiancรฉe, Iโd like to know what happened.โ
After a bad situation and bad opponent, Claymoreโs words are even more upsetting.
It was an unrivaled and outspoken question even if he believed in the necklace.
Still, he thought he had been patient since he was an adult, but Aaron Claymore gradually triggered Noctonโs murderous intent.
His fingertips twitch nervously.
However, it was the same before, and even in the future, he was in no position to be reckless in using his hands.
What had happened a month ago and the words that had been lingering in his head were once again engraved in his mind.
In the first place, he should have endured it in the drawing room as well.
โI donโt think itโs any of your concern.โ
Although it would look like he was running way, Nocton turned away because he was too exhausted to pay attention to that. But again, Claymore spoke.
โHow can I not be concerned? Roa and I are clearly engaged. I canโt help but notice youโre alone with her on the terrace.โ
โNow, are you doubting Valrose?โ
โDonโt be ridiculous. What I suspect is Your Grace. I canโt help but worry about what Your Grace has done. Itโs only been a month and youโve already forgotten what happened?โ
โSir Claymore.โ
Heโs just trying to let it go, but itโs still stratching his inside.
Nocton turned his body back to Claymore.
The strong-willed eyes irritated him.
Yeah, Aaron Claymore wouldnโt know, but he couldnโt touch him.
However, it didnโt mean that he had to still accept the dispute that didnโt work.
The young man twisted his mouth and laughed.
โWhy donโt you go to the Limorandโs young lady when you have time to ask that? Maybe something happened to her.โ
The manโs face was frozen. In front of Valrose the other day, it was the same face he made when he mentioned his other love.
Aaron Claymore had many things that bothered him, but the most disgusting thing was that part.
He pretended to be a noble knight and did all kinds of good things, but he carried out his engagement with someone else in his heart.
Although he was doing well to keep others from noticing, Nocton, whose abilities had grown, could clearly see where Claymoreโs heart was headed.
He didnโt know how it happened. He wasnโt even curious about the process.
However, Nocton did not like those who were different on the outside. Everyone would, but he was especially so.
Because he was able to vividly feel the disparity in someoneโs mind and appearance.
It was also amazing that the person was Alice Limorand.
Not as much as Aaron Claymore, but she was also annoying.
Seeing Claymoreโs face hardened makes him feel a little better.
For a while.
The pleasantly closed mouth opened again.
โYour Grace seems to have poor eyesight.โ
โโฆ.What does it mean.โ
โDidnโt you just come out on the terrace and run into each other? Iโm sure I saw Lady Alice Limorand walking past Your Grace unharmed, youโre saying something embarrassing.โ
He ran into Alice Limorand?
Nocton searched his memory at the unfamiliar story. However, it was meaningless to trace back memories since it was nothing but blank when he came out from the terrace.
He just met the person he brought up in his attempt to bite Claymore, what a bad luck.
Even in his own thoughts, Nocton burst into laughter.
โYeah, I guess I didnโt realize it because her existence is too small. So what.โ
The flames, which had been patient all along, came to the limit. The boundary that Aaron Claymore should not be killed remained, but Noctonโs eyes changed nonetheless.
The air around them cooled down at once.
โDonโt you understand? As the Imperial family has not arrived yet, the aristocrats who have arrived are waiting in the ballroom. Iโm the only one whoโs allowed to come out, itโs just you who shouldnโt. Thereโs no eye in the Imperal garden, I donโt think thereโs any reason for me to suppress my anger.โ
At the moment Aaron looked strange, nervous about the sudden change of heart.
Nocton clearly recognized the change in the manโs face, but he didnโt care.
The important thing in this situation was to drive Aaron Claymore out before his patience ran out.
โI think itโs a wise decision to go back when Iโm still patient. So, what do you think, Sir?โ
โWhat happens if you donโt hold back?โ
โWhat?โ
โCan Your Grace hurt me?โ
He must have misheard what he said, Nocton frowned.
Aaron Claymore spoke once again, with a firmer voice.
โTry it if you can.โ
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How much time has passed, tears that seemed unlikely to dry out ran out, and there was a chill in my skin, which I didnโt even know was that cold.
It was only now that I realized Aliceโs dress was covered with tears because I cried with my face buried in her arms.
After crying for a long time, my heart was relieved, but I was embarrassed when the sorrow disappeared.
God, what have I done.
Did I cry?
In Aliceโs arms?
Not at a mansion, but at a fancy ballroom full of aristocrats?
I canโt go right back to the mansion, and when the Imperial family arrives, I have to return to the ballroom?
I recalled my face with a broken make-up and clearly swollen eyes.
It was an imagination that I didnโt want to look in the mirror.
Wait, come to think of it, maybe someone saw me going to the terrace with Noctonโฆ.!
The idea of going back to the ballroom made me feel like Iโm losing all my blood.
I turned my head to the collapsed railing of the terrace.
Letโs jump.