The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 34: Proposal

At the castle gate.

Rianna stared expressionlessly at the soldiers blocking her way.

Under her gaze, colder than the Northern wind, the soldiers’ shoulders hunched as they unconsciously drew closer together.

Even with the gaps closed, the air was cold, as if a gale was blowing.

But at that moment, a savior appeared for the soldiers who were enduring this indescribable, piercing sensation.

“Hmph.”

The guardian deity of Malidean Wall.

Uldiran Cardias had arrived.

“It appears that a noble person has graced this humble place with her presence.”

“...”

Rianna didn’t react to Uldiran’s sarcasm.

Though it might seem like Cardias was the one provoking her out of the blue, the truth of the matter was her mere presence here was disrespectful to Cardias.

“The daughter of Helmont greets the margrave.”

Rianna greeted him formally.

Her voice and expression were calm, but strangely, she was exuding the aura of impatience.

“I assume that you have heard of the grave situation, Margrave.”

“Mm.”

“Please send me. I, Rianna Helmont, will resolve this matter in the name of Helmont.”

“I refuse.”

Uldiran cut off Rianna’s request sharply.

“Your place isn’t on the battlefield right now, Young Lady of Helmont, but in the jail. At the very least, we need to know why you’re here.”

The atmosphere worsened.

“Depending on your answer, this could escalate into a military trial.”

And it turned even more ominous by the second.

“The Helmont name only gets you special treatment inside that grand mansion of yours.”

After saying this, Uldiran slowly pointed his spear towards Rianna’s neck.

Its tip was so close that it could pierce her throat if he were to reach out a little.

But, even in that condition, Rianna’s red eyes confronted Uldiran’s gaze head on.

“I will take responsibility for the crime of disrupting the frontline. But I believe it’s right to resolve the current situation first.”

“That is not for a criminal to decide.”

“Margrave, I’m not trying to boast here, but I am a Helmont. I can reach that place and resolve the situation faster than anyone here.”

“...”

“If we keep dawdling, even the residents of the nearby villages could be in danger. Please, send me.”

“It seems you’re having difficulty in understanding your place, Helmont.”

Uldiran clicked his tongue.

Facing Rianna’s plea, the tip of his spear didn’t waver even slightly.

“I repeat, this matter is not something that a criminal could involve herself in. What you should worry about, Helmont, is whether your excuse is enough to keep your head intact.”

Rianna took a moment to steady her breath.

Her expressionless face began to crumble.

“Margrave.”

Her voice trembled slightly.

It wasn’t the spear tip at her throat that frightened her.

But the thing that was happening beyond the wall, and the future where she might not arrive in time.

“I beg you.”

Not as a Helmont.

But as Rianna.

She slowly knelt on one knee, bowing her head.

“Please... Allow me to go save my husband.”

The whole place fell into silence for a moment.

Even the Northern wind seemed to respect the occasion and died down.

The sight of Helmont’s eldest daughter kneeling before Cardias, something that would be talked about for ages if the news of it were to come out.

“Right now, who are you talking as?”

Anyone in Uldiran’s position would’ve been drunk in their sense of superiority and triumph, but he just furrowed his brow and asked.

“Rianna. I’m talking as Isaac’s wife.”

Hearing her answer, the corners of Uldiran’s mouth stretched into a grin.

His smile, like that of a jovial uncle, and the breath that escaped his lips dejectedly made him look as if he had a cigarette in his mouth and was enjoying himself.

“My mistake. I see that the one before me isn’t Helmont’s eldest daughter.”

Uldiran chuckled, shaking his head, covering his forehead with his palm.

“My wife once told me that the Northerners have no sense of romance at all. When I heard that, I honestly thought that there’s no need for such things.”

“...”

“However, seeing you... Your romance... It might unexpectedly have something for us to learn from.”

He moved his spear again, but this time, it wasn’t to follow Rianna’s hunched neck, but to raise it towards the sky.

“Open the gates! Let the woman greet her husband!”

*   *   *“Aaaaargh!”

As the Crimson Essence spewing from her greatsword lost its light and faded, Sharen urgently turned her back.

“This is just too much!!”

Behind the fleeing Sharen spread a damp, black pool.

The Shadow Servants were spreading deep and wide, leisurely increasing their territory without facing much opposition.

The places they passed became unreachable by light.

It was as if a world without the sun was being formed.

Silverna, who had been blocking the servants head-on, seemed to be running out of strength.

Grit!

She gritted her teeth and swung her spear that was wrapped in White Aura.

Her Aura swirled along the spear’s trajectory, exuding a force reminiscent of a storm, but...

As if cutting water, the world she cut only regained its color for a mere moment.

Darkness rushed back in to claim its place soon after.

It’s not enough.

She keenly felt that her Aura couldn’t stop them.

In truth...

Throughout the battle, Sharen’s Crimson Essence was proven to be more useful than her own Aura.

Why am I so powerless—?!

She had already done her best to squeeze her Aura out to its limit, but...

It still wasn’t enough to stop the tragedy that was happening.

Regret does indeed come too late...

She felt like all her internal organs were twisting.

No one would point fingers at Silverna for her powerlessness.

Except for herself.

If only I had focused more on training my Aura—!

“Silverna!”

A shout pierced through her tangled thoughts.

She turned her head towards Isaac, the one who had just called out to her.

“Don’t get lost in your emotions!”

“...!”

Now, it felt like she had just been hit on the back of her head with a stick.

I almost made the same mistake again...

Indeed, she had nearly made the same mistake she made during the Yeti incident.

The mistake of being swept up by her emotions and failing to make rational judgments.

If Isaac hadn’t pointed it out this time, she would have stood here alone, swinging her spear until she was buried in darkness.

You really...

Just, how do you know me so well?

To others, they’d only see her swinging her spear like usual.

But to Isaac, it was as if he could see something different.

She felt that his outstanding insight wasn’t the only thing at play here.

And she would be correct.

After all, he once lived to see the result of Silverna’s delayed realizations.

“We’re retreating.”

She pulled on the horse’s reins, changing its direction.

They definitely had held out long enough for the Malidean Wall to start sending its support.

So, the best course of action was to regroup with them and devise a new plan.

The Shadow Servants gave chase.

Slowly, as if swimming in a giant pool.

Polluting everything in their wake, from Andes Village to where they were standing at.

Nortemus’ shadow was still pointing at Isaac.

“With the reinforcements, can we even stop them?”

“Of course. We just need to break through the Shadow Servants guarding Nortemus.”

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Indeed, they just needed a couple Aura Users to clear a path and take Nortemus down.

After all, he was the root of everything.

“I see.”

“Haa! Haa!”

Silverna and Sharen’s faces were ashen.

Since they had squeezed themselves to their limit, this was only natural, but he couldn’t help but feel bitter when he saw it.

This isn’t any different from my previous life. I can’t do anything...

He was frustrated.

Still, he decided to bury that emotion deep in his heart.

So that he could move forward without looking back.

“Huh?”

At that moment...

A deep fragrance, carried by the wind, greeted them.

It was a scent that wasn’t supposed to be there, so Silverna was left stunned, but...

The moment they smelled it, Isaac and Sharen straightened their backs and gripped their reins tighter.

Their gazes, elevated by the height of their galloping horses, locked into the distance.

At the end of their gazes, stood a lone woman, holding a single greatsword.

Her long red hair fluttered as intense as the deep red light that burst out from her entire body.

“Wow...”

Though they were sisters, Sharen still let out a sigh of admiration.

“...!”

While Silverna, a woman the same age as her, felt the stark gap between them.

But...

“Ha—“

Isaac, amusingly enough...

In the midst of this turbulent scene...

Recalled a day he could never forget.

It was a day similar to this.

Bringing a gale with the scent of roses, she...

[Let’s get married.]

Proposed to him out of the blue.

*   *   *

Amusingly, Rianna also thought that today was quite similar to that day.

Seeking out Isaac.

Without any context, emotion, or romance.

Just like that day when she proposed to him.

“Sister!”

“I’ll leave this to you, Rianna Helmont.”

She remained silent, not responding to the two women’s greeting as they passed her by on horseback.

But...

After Isaac passed her by...

Rianna raised her greatsword.

The white bandages wrapping the sword unraveled, disturbed by the aura of Crimson Essence.

The Crimson Essence, spilling over as the sword couldn’t contain it all, reminded her of the one strike in her life she never thought she’d ever unleashed again.

[Sorry?]

‘I said, let’s get married.’

Perhaps she was trying to imitate a wandering swordsman back then.

She remembered the way the twig in Isaac’s mouth fell as he stared at him dumbfoundedly.

[Don’t you think this is too...abrupt?]

‘Is it?’

[Yes. Normally, you’d set up a bit of atmosphere first...]

‘But, the atmosphere is quite nice already.’

[We haven’t even greeted each other today.]

Hearing his answer, she felt a little wronged.

Because...

Every moment when she saw him...

She always felt that there was a lovely atmosphere surrounding them. Every single time.

‘You don’t want to?’

She asked, trying to hide her anxiety, but he answered her playfully.

[Ah, it’s not that I don’t want to.]

‘I see.’

[It’s just, wouldn’t it be troublesome for you?]

‘Troublesome for me?’

She thought he was talking about her family, but it turned out that wasn’t the case at all.

[I’m the one who rows your boat.]

[How will you cross this river without me?]

That was when it clicked.

He was just trying to prolong the conversation because he was embarrassed.

‘I see.’

Her answer then was the same as now.

She raised her greatsword.

Towards the sky.

And towards the crimson river holding the sunset.

‘I want you.’

The blade then fell, with the most desperate strike she had ever unleashed.

As a result of that, everything before her eyes...

Began to split.

*   *   *The world of shadows split in half.

Just like the river that day, which had been split in two.

And just like that day, she hid her smile amidst the falling river water like rain.

The first time she did it, it did cross my mind that it was rather excessive of her to rebuke my words with this, but...

That was why it was lovely.

And that was why I admired it.

Maybe...

No, it isn’t a ‘maybe’, it’s a certainty.

The reason I can’t let go of the sword is...

Because I can’t forget that proposal.

“No...way...”

“S-S-Sister is that strong?”

Just with a single swing.

The darkness retreated and light settled in the landscape, leaving the two women gaped in surprise.

At their reaction, identical to Isaac’s own when he first witnessed it.

“I told you.”

He added with a small smile.

“That she could split a river.”