Chapter 42: Heilon (2)
As soon as Celine came out of the boutique, she naturally saw Abel. However, her expression wasn’t one of surprise; it was more like, “Oh, you’re here, Duke?” I then realized that Celine must have known Abel was coming. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Did everyone keep it a secret from me?”
“Of course.”
“….”
I looked up at Abel with an annoyed expression.
Now, the two of us were walking down the street. Abel had said he had something to show me, but I was starting to feel uneasy.
“Fiona, it looks like you’re enjoying your time off.”
“It’s not a vacation; it’s retirement.” I corrected him immediately. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“That’s the same thing.”
“How are they the same?”
“Then think of it as re-employment.”
This was not right. This guy really wasn’t listening to me. He had sent me away so casually before, but now he didn’t want to let me go.
“I can’t believe you’ve already attracted flies. It would have been quite fun if Sigren were here.”
“flies? Are you talking about Marquis Clovis?”
“Yes. From now on, just ignore it. You don’t have to respond or respond to each and every one of them.”
“Duke, are you telling me to ignore the Marquis of Clovis, who is now the Prime Minister?”
“As long as you have the Heilon surname,”
Well, what Abel did earlier was a perfect example of the privilege that came with the Heilon name. However, I wasn’t about to give up arguing with him. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“But I’m not your adopted daughter.”
“You will be, soon.”
“….”
I had no retort. I couldn’t think of any words to counter his statements. However, there was something I needed to ask him.
“So where are we going now?”
“We’re going to meet Sigren.”
“Didn’t he come with you?”
“We came together, but I arrived first because I went through the checkpoint while Sigren was delayed. As I mentioned, I wanted to pick you up because I had something to show you.”
It took time at the checkpoint? I groaned, “I thought having the Heilon surname would make things easier.”
“It’s not about identity issues.”
“Then what?”
Abel smiled mysteriously. “You’ll find out soon.”
We then headed toward the gates of the capital. The gateway connected to the main road was bustling with activity. The boulevard was crowded with people coming and going. Carriages were parading by, and the area was filled with a constant flow of people. Suddenly, loud, frantic voices came from behind. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Hey, what’s that?!”
“Is it a monster?”
A monster in the capital? My body reacted almost instinctively at the mention of a monster, but Abel stopped me before I could do anything.
“Duke, it’s a monster.”
Abel nodded, though his expression was grim. “It’s fine. It’s not what you think.”
“Then what is it?”
“You’ll see when you look.”
The murmur of the crowd grew louder as we approached.
Soon, I saw the source of the commotion: carriages bearing the blue shields of the Heilon family were parading by. Knights and soldiers, dressed in meticulously polished armor, marched in formation. The soldiers of Heilon were usually rough around the edges, but now they appeared like heroic warriors returning from battle. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
The man leading the procession was Sigren.
As I looked at Sigren, I realized this was the first time I had been apart from him for more than a few days. Perhaps because of that, I felt a greater sense of joy than usual. Sigren seemed more mature than when we last parted; he might have even grown taller. However, the real reason for the crowd’s astonishment was his striking appearance.
“Fiona, that’s what I wanted to show you.”
I turned my head toward Abel.
As the procession came closer, I could see more details. Several carts were connected, each carrying a massive object tied with ropes. It was the dragon’s head and neck. The scales were shiny and looked dangerously sharp, as if they could slice through anything that touched them. The dragon’s teeth were enormous and much thicker than my forearms. Even though the dragon was dead, it still evoked a sense of fear.
“How did he catch it?” Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“I’ve never seen anything so massive.”
The boulevard was increasingly crowded as people gathered and whispered among themselves. Despite the growing curiosity, no one dared to block Sigren and the soldiers.
“You’re really serious about catching a dragon and showing it to me?!”
“Of course. To be honest, I wanted to show you the whole body, but it’s so huge.”
Well, of course, even its head was that big.
Abel patted my head. “Since you’ve never seen a dragon before, look as much as you want.”
The way Abel said this was as if he had bought a pizza and said, “Eat as much as you like.” His tone was unrealistically casual for something so extraordinary. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Sigren must have had a hard time catching it…”
With this spectacle, Sigren’s appearance would surely be remembered by everyone in the capital. This wasn’t a bad thing for him, especially since he needed to establish himself quickly. Of course, I didn’t recall writing this scene, especially not Abel bringing me to see it.
Then, Heilon’s soldiers, upon seeing me, waved and shouted.
“Lady Fiona!”
“Lady Fiona! You’re looking very well!”
In an instant, everyone’s attention was on me.
Murmurs reached my ears. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“What’s going on?”
“I think they know each other?”
The attention was so overwhelming that I wanted to hide in a mouse hole. I couldn’t believe these men were blushing and waving at me.
Meanwhile, Abel murmured something about returning to the mansion.
Yes, going back did seem like a good idea. I hoped. Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
“Are we going to the mansion with this procession?”
“Of course, we’ll use a carriage.”
“….”
I glanced around: the Heilon soldiers looking like returning heroes, Sigren shining in his glory, a wagon with Heilon’s crest bearing the huge dragon’s head, and people cheering excitedly. He wanted me to ride in a carriage and join this procession? Read the translation only on itsladygrey.com.
Haha.
“No, I’ll walk.”
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