Even if he awkwardly confessed before becoming a confident and good man, even if it was an unimpressive and immature confession, he hoped she wouldn’t be upset or disappointed. Just cut him some slack.

Ren looked at Sharti with a faint smile.

“Since the moment I decided to handle it, no, even before that, there hasn’t been a day when I didn’t cherish you, Sha.”

…!

Sharti, with a greatly surprised expression, swayed. The flow of the conversation abruptly changed, and Ren was unabashedly uttering embarrassing words.

Moreover, Ren’s expression and tone, which had always been indifferent or stern, were now gentle to the point of being heart-fluttering.

Now, Sharti also knew that Ren’s kindness seemed to be special treatment only for her.

She hadn’t failed to notice what kind of emotion it held.
“Ren… Did you eat something wrong?”

Sharti rolled her eyes in various directions, opting for evasion.

“Or did you hit your head earlier…”

Sharti still didn’t have enough immunity to meet Ren’s gaze directly.

“The road ahead seems long.”

Ren let out a disappointed laugh.

Even the sound of his laughter made Sharti’s heart race, and she clenched her fists.

“You’re saying things Ren wouldn’t say.”

“Well, it wasn’t like me.”

Ren positively acknowledged.

“But I can’t just listen without responding.”

Feeling Sharti’s gaze, Ren covered his eyes with a cloth again. Ren, who meticulously tied and fixed the blindfold, looked up.

“I don’t like diminishing the voice I like in that way.”

“Ren… Ren is acting strange.”

Everyone except Ren showed a consistent reaction to her voice.

Bireta was similar. Even though she could control her expression, the gaze that looked at her with disdain never disappeared.

‘It’s not that I didn’t like it.’

She just realized the harsh reality.

Even the voice that the Bireta family found contemptible would sound harsh to anyone, a bitter reality.

“Usually, people avoid my ruined voice.”

In the faint laughter, there was resignation and acceptance of the five years spent together.

“Sha, will listening to your voice cause hearing problems?”

“What?”

Ping! Suddenly, Ren bowed his head, and Sharti’s forehead hit his through the hood. Ren, using the blindfold as an excuse, tapped Sharti’s forehead through the hood, with their foreheads pressed together.

When Sharti, flustered, raised her hand to protect her forehead, Ren stopped.

“Is it a curse to listen to your voice and become unhappy? Or does hearing your voice make you stay awake all night until you die? Does blood flow from your ears when you hear the voice?”

“No, it’s not that extreme…”

Sharti was horrified by the terrible examples.

Ignoring Sharti’s horrified reaction, Ren continued to speak with a serious expression.

“For voices you haven’t heard before, you might be momentarily surprised and speechless. It can be unfamiliar because it’s a voice you’re not used to. Yes, it might be repulsive. There are also preferences in appearance, so why not in voices.”

Ren strengthened the grip on the hand held by Sharti.

“Why hurt yourself and inflict wounds by lowering your worth, when you’re not causing any harm to them?”

…!

“Sha…”

Sharti felt an illusion that Sharti’s turquoise eyes behind the blindfold were flickering.

“You are a precious person to go through such pain.”

…

It was a truly fleeting moment.

In an instant, everything flashed before her eyes.

Sharti bit her lip tightly. She didn’t even blink.

If she let go, it seemed like tears would pour out as they were.

She couldn’t lower her head or turn her body, as usual.

Too painful, too happy, too sad, she could only stand still.

That way, Sharti silently looked at Ren, swallowing and swallowing tears.

‘Ah.’
“I hope for someone who makes me not feel miserable, someone like that.”

‘This person sees me, who considers myself miserable, as precious.’

It was a day when winter weather was in full swing.

However, Sharti didn’t feel the cold for this moment.

A warm spring breeze filled Sharti’s chest.

Ren was trying to become the only spring in her always cold winter.

⭐️⭐️⭐️

The giant waterfall in Havsan was impressive, and the white mist rising under the waterfall was spectacular.

“This is tough.”

The witch at the edge of Havsan Falls, peering down, had a headache.

No matter how she used tracking magic, there was no trace detectable below the cliff.

“These things lingering here are a hindrance, but this is a bit too much.”

On the cliff, there were irregular magical remnants scattered sporadically. It was dirty and messy, as if deliberately erasing traces.

Moreover, it felt like unpleasant magic, as if not using ordinary mana.

“This is unusual.”

The corner of the witch’s mouth went up.

The twisted magic felt following Leodelt Gwenhill’s death reminded her of forbidden magics that demons abhorred.

“It seems like they really wanted to kill.”

Originally, mana, magic, and spells were powers that could not be mixed with anything, unnecessary powers that nature bestowed upon humans.

However, human greed was foolish and extravagant, seeking even greater power and leading to the birth of forbidden magics.

“What does that mean?”

Behind the witch, three knights were standing.

The sword, shield, and the uniform embroidered with patterns of wings on the chest indicated that they were knights of the Gwenhill Duchy.

“Was there an assassination of our lord here?”

The knight with gray hair and long hair tied into one came forward and asked.

He had a sharp and chilly impression.

“Well, one thing for sure is that someone who used dirty magic was here.”

As the witch flicked her finger, traces of battles that were invisible to ordinary people began to appear clearly.

Connecting the broken magical remnants was not a difficult task for the witch.

“It seems like there was a strong explosion here.”

The knight with a stern impression, whose long green hair was tied neatly, examined the traces.

“Oh, don’t touch that. You can feel a pretty strong poison mixed in it.”

The remnants of deliberately left magic still emitted a strong stench of malice.

Even if the investigation team luckily discovered it, the traces had enough power to permanently seal their mouths through death.

“Did you investigate below the cliff?”

The witch looked down at the cliff.

If it were a swords master like the Duke Gwenhill, he would have definitely sensed the malicious power in the enemy’s magic.
If the enemy tried to use explosion magic, they would naturally have thrown themselves under the waterfall.

“Yes. There were no traces.”

A knight with a picturesque light blue hair color nodded.

Considering the possibility of being swept away by the valley water, the search had not progressed yet.

As if Leo Delt Gwenhill fell from the cliff and disappeared, his presence could not be found anywhere.

“Hmm.”

With a clenched fist, the witch, who had been swaying her head, flicked her finger again.

A blue magic circle appeared, collecting the lingering power that remained on the cliff.

“When you dig into this, there will probably be a nasty smell to deal with.”

There was no way not to use forbidden magic at least once.

“Oh, did you bring it?”

“Here it is.”

The gray-haired knight handed over a scroll from his arms.

It was a portrait of Leo Delt Gwenhill.