Tiendavis - For Perfect Salvation - Chapter 17

“Of course, while we’re in this area, we must hide our identities.”

Dies said while skillfully cutting Ibi’s steak into pieces.

“If it becomes known that we’re here, it will arouse unnecessary suspicion. In the worst case, Lady Ibi’s current situation could be discovered. So we must not only hide our identities but also be careful not to get involved in any unnecessary disputes. The public order in Biss is not as orderly as in Tienda.”

The place where Dies was lecturing was a relatively sophisticated restaurant in a small town in southeastern Biss.

Ibi, sitting by the window on the second floor of the establishment, watched the butler’s knife work and snorted at his excessive caution.

Talking about Biss’s public order in front of me, who came from the streets of Biss.

It meant, “What do you take me for, lecturing me on such basic things?”

Just as Ibi was about to speak with a truly ridiculous expression,

Suddenly, there was a crashing sound from outside the window.

Turning her head towards the sound, she saw a man, thoroughly drunk in broad daylight, causing trouble on the street.

Street stalls were overturned, vegetables and the like scattered, and loud voices exchanged.

Thanks to this, Ibi was newly reminded that this was indeed Biss.

Narrow streets, shabby stalls, bustling crowds, and now a drunken troublemaker. It was a scene unimaginable in Tienda.

Ibi found this quintessentially Biss situation rather fresh and welcome.

So she watched for a moment, but the man who had been overturning stalls suddenly shouted at Ibi.

“Hey! What are you looking at?”

“I’m looking at your shameless behavior!”

And Ibi shouted back just as loudly. Of course, it wasn’t intentional.

Taken aback by the pretty girl’s counterattack, the man who had been causing trouble hesitated for a moment, then his face turned bright red as he shouted again.

“Well, well! Are you crazy? Do you want to die?!”

“No!”

At Ibi’s quick response, the man became enraged and rushed towards the restaurant.

Of course, he was stopped at the entrance. But due to the ensuing scuffle, the previously pleasant atmosphere in the restaurant became quite chaotic.

As the absurd commotion broke out, people in the restaurant glanced at Ibi.

So Ibi, with a red face, hung her head low, and for the sake of the infinitely shrunken Ibi, Dies kindly repeated what he had said earlier.

“We must be careful not to get involved in unnecessary disputes. The public order in Biss is not as orderly as in Tienda.”

“…Your words are quite right. Just in case, I brought earplugs too. I’ll put them in.”

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After finishing their meal without further conversation, the two immediately hailed a carriage.

It was to travel from this city, where they were to meet with an aide to break the curse, to the small village where Ibi used to live.

As soon as they boarded the carriage, Ibi took out her earplugs and asked,

“How long will it take to arrive?”

“About three hours, they say. Fortunately, it’s not too far, but the return schedule is a bit tricky.”

“Ah, tomorrow night. The night of the new moon.”

Ibi said, counting the dates.

Due to the hasty departure, their schedule unfortunately overlapped with the night of the new moon.

The night of the new moon in Biss is when the dragon’s curse arrives.

It’s a night when people severely restrict their movements to avoid that cruel calamity.

So in Biss, from early evening on the night of the new moon, everyone refrained from going out, and this included coachmen who carried passengers long distances.

“That’s right. The coachmen in this area either take the day off completely on the day the new moon rises, or only travel until morning.”

Unlike carriages that move around within the city, carriages that cross between cities encounter all sorts of accidents.

From minor issues like carriage wheels getting stuck in mud, to major ones like encountering highwaymen.

For various reasons, they can get stuck on roads or in forests outside the city.

That’s why long-distance carriage drivers acted more conservatively than anyone else as the new moon approached. Encountering the curse outside the city was truly suicidal.

“To avoid the curse, the return schedule is only possible either tonight, tomorrow morning, or not until dawn after the new moon has completely set.”

“It’s certainly awkward.”

If they returned tonight or tomorrow morning, they would only be able to stay in Ibi’s former village for half a day at most.

But if they left after spending the night of the new moon, they might be late for their appointment to meet with the aide.

“Then let’s leave tomorrow morning. We don’t need to stay long. It’s just that we have some extra time, so we’re going to take a look.”

Ibi spoke casually as if it were no big deal. But Dies noticed that those words weren’t sincere.

Though she said they were going because they had extra time, Ibi was clearly excited.

It was rare for Dies to see Ibi, who usually acted as if she knew everything, with such shining eyes.

So Dies, observing Ibi’s behavior, asked,

“By any chance, is the place we’re going to visit now the house where you lived with that astrologer?”

“That’s right.”

Ibi answered honestly because of the curse, and as a result, became quite embarrassed.

Ibi wasn’t used to showing eagerness. She also disliked long-winded stories about the past.

But since everything had been revealed, it seemed more ridiculous to pretend otherwise, so she reluctantly continued.

“I lived there for about 2 years. That period was probably when I lived best in Biss, so I somehow wanted to go see it. I’m also curious about what’s become of it.”

In fact, Ibi remembered the time she spent with the astrologer as the warmest moment of her life.

But she couldn’t express that honestly, because those dreamlike days had ended so abruptly and cruelly.

“But why did you leave that house?”

“Because the astrologer left. …Hey, aren’t you asking a bit too many unnecessary questions?”

When Dies pressed on with more questions, Ibi reluctantly answered and chided the butler.

Ibi wasn’t particularly fond of this topic.

The astrologer was someone who had come to find Ibi one day.

He stayed by Ibi’s side when she was thoroughly alone, provided her with a place to live, and taught her many things.

He cherished the suspicious and fierce Ibi without asking for anything in return.

On the other hand, he never revealed anything about himself.

Then, when Ibi had opened her heart, he left abruptly. Rejecting the young Ibi who begged him not to go.

To Ibi, that man was both a savior and a betrayer.

It was a sorrow she had deliberately forgotten because she couldn’t find him, and yet it was a longing that had never disappeared.

“Because that person suddenly disappeared, I couldn’t stay in that house anymore. The landlord didn’t tell me to leave, but it felt awkward, you know. Still, for the first month, I waited in that house hoping he might come back, but when he didn’t come no matter how long I waited, I set out to look for him and ended up never being able to return.”

Ibi spoke as if it were all in the past, not a big deal.

Fortunately, Dies didn’t ask any more questions, and Ibi turned her gaze to the window outside.

Then she deliberately repeated what she had said to Dies earlier.

We’re just going because we have some extra time. I’m just curious. That’s all.

It was to curb her expectations, knowing she would surely be disappointed if she didn’t find anything.

Nevertheless, Ibi’s heart beat faster than usual, and even Ibi couldn’t help that.

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That village was flanked by fields of rye where green sprouts had risen.

Beyond the wide fields where the green rye repeatedly lay down and stood up in the wind, the entrance to a modest village could be seen.

Unlike the city Ibi and Dies had visited earlier, this village was very quiet.

Judging by the expressions of the villagers they met on the road, even the arrival of such a long-distance carriage seemed to be a rare event.

So before getting off the carriage, Ibi took off the cape worn by Tienda nobles and changed into the coat Dies had bought earlier.

Even after putting on earplugs and getting off the carriage, she could still feel the villagers’ great interest.

Ignoring them, Ibi traced her memories to find the house where she once lived.

She thought she might get a bit lost since it had been so long, but her memories were surprisingly clear, and this village remained unchanged.

So Ibi was able to find it quickly. That two-story house with pretty fences and a green roof.

“Is this the place?”

Dies asked, but Ibi couldn’t hear or answer because of her earplugs.

She just endlessly scanned the exterior of the house with her eyes.

This house, too, was the same as back then. Everything was identical except for the newly painted fence. Would that lady still be renting it out?

At that moment, five or six children came pouring out of the house.

They ranged from a quite mature-looking boy to a little one about ten years old. However, they didn’t look like siblings.

Those children glanced at Ibi and Dies, the outsiders, then quickly lost interest and chattered among themselves.

Then suddenly they shouted loudly.

“Hey, the ball?”

“Ah, right. Teacher!”

The child’s loud voice couldn’t be blocked even by the earplugs.

‘Teacher?’

So Ibi turned to look at the children with a puzzled face.

“Teacher, please throw us the ball!”

“Teacher!”

The children shouted at the top of their lungs towards the second-floor window.

After a while, with a clatter, the window opened outward.

Fortunately, the children’s voices must have been heard well, as the man who appeared at the window was holding a ball in his hand.

However, that man didn’t readily hand over the ball to the children. Far from it, he threw the ball with all his might towards the far sky.

“Aaah! Teacher, what are you doing!”

“Oh, really, what a personality!”

The children voiced their complaints as they watched the ball fly far away. Then they ran helter-skelter after the ball.

‘What the…’

Ibi was quite taken aback.

From the children’s attitude, it seemed this so-called teacher had been behaving like this for more than just a day or two.

Ibi looked at the man who had made the children run, feeling dumbfounded.

Then she was greatly surprised.

‘Huh…?’

The man standing at the window was wearing glasses.

But the face behind those glasses was excessively handsome.

How handsome? As handsome as having the exact same face as Count Laurel.

Moreover, his hair color was also bright blonde like the Count’s.

So Ibi was confused.

Why? Why does that person have Sion Laurel’s face? Is he just someone who looks similar? Am I mistaken? Is this a dream?

While Ibi was seriously pondering,

The man, who had been leisurely observing the children’s backs, belatedly noticed Ibi staring at him.

The man hesitated upon seeing Ibi. Then he closed the window and went back inside.

‘No way!’

Ibi stopped thinking and ran into the house.

Then, before the door could be locked, she went up to the room with that window and pulled the door open without knocking.

Fortunately, the door opened right away. So a very unfamiliar scene unfolded before Ibi’s eyes.

In that room, once used by the astrologer, and thus familiar in structure and lighting, stood a man who looked exactly like Sion Laurel.

He was looking at Ibi with a face that seemed more troubled than surprised.

His lips moved. Though she couldn’t hear because of the earplugs, judging by the shape of his mouth, he seemed to be asking what was wrong.

So Ibi herself wanted to ask.

How should I interpret this situation where a man who looks exactly like Sion Laurel is playing teacher in the house where I once lived?

Moreover, despite looking exactly like Count Laurel, the man was looking at Ibi with an unfamiliar face as if seeing her for the first time.

So Ibi gently lowered her gaze.

Then she examined the hand placed near the man’s thigh.

Fortunately, his hands were bare, and upon seeing them, Ibi immediately smiled lightly.

“I’m sorry. It seems I made a mistake. Please excuse my rudeness.”

Ibi said this as she turned around.

Then, as she went down the stairs, she bit her lip and smiled.

That man’s hands, unsuited to his delicate face, were full of scars.

There were red wounds that seemed recent, and white scars that had faded with time.

And among them were scars whose shapes Ibi remembered clearly.

So Ibi no longer doubted.

That the man was Sion Laurel, and the unchanging truth that enemies meet on a narrow bridge.

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