Ch 28 - If I Can Ask For an Apology

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The slug sedan chair was just as fast as the butler, Tanma said. It could run for days at the full speed of a horse.

Perhaps because I was distracted by my worry and anxiety, we were able to dash to the capital without my motion sickness acting up.

My mood was complicated when I came back to the place I had grandly promised to flee from. However, there was no time for me to feel sentimental.

We went straight to the funeral ceremony of the Head of the Ezzarson Guild. We couldn't take Kelber with us, so he had to stay at the accommodation with the butler.

'It really is a funeral ceremony fit for the head of Ezzarson.'

The scale of the funeral ceremony clearly showcased the financial power of the Ezzarson Head. Both the scale of the event, as well as the procession that had gathered to say their final goodbyes to him that seemed to have no end to it.

I brushed past the grieving people and headed inside the venue.

"Isn't that the Princess of Darchez over there?"

[t/n: the princess they're using to refer to meliara is the one used for daughters of high ranking nobles (namely dukes and grand dukes), not the royal one.]

"I thought she was living a secluded life at home after her engagement with the crown prince was broken off, so what is she doing here?"

There were quite a lot of people who ended up recognising me.

"Don't tell me, did she come here just to harass people?"

"She couldn't have, no matter how crazy a woman is."

As expected, there wasn't a single gaze of goodwill here. Although I wasn't too happy with them whispering about me, my concern for Linden was too great to care about their curious eyes.

"Oh."

However, I had no choice but to stop in my tracks when I found Linden inside.

He was smiling while making conversation with other people. He was lightly making small talk with other people, as if nothing had happened.

"He looks better than I thought he would."

Lecht, who was standing next to me, said.

My heart sank at his words.

"...He isn't."

The fact that it looked like that to Lecht just showed how much it was choking Linden up by hiding it inside him right now.

"There's no way he's fine."

Just look at what sort of existence was the head of the Ezzarson Guild to him.

<His grandfather was the only one left in this world who cared unconditionally for him. He was the only one left that would unconditionally be on his side. To Linden, losing his grandfather was as if the last candle in his life had been extinguished.>

He was the only pillar Linden could lean on after losing his mother.

I knew it. The reason why he was smiling right now.

<But he had to keep going. All alone, without any shelter or shield. No matter how dark or cold the road ahead was, he had to keep going. Because as soon as they saw a gap in his defence, the hyenas who were sweeping his surroundings with their flashing eyes would push him into the abyss.>

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