Published at 15th of July 2019 12:41:04 PM
Chapter 18.1
Episode 5: This Is Way Too Explicit – Chapter 18 . 1
While Calian was starting on his lunch, a strange tension settled amongst the nobles who were gathered in the first floor hall of Ceignes Pavillion . Although it was the last day of celebration, the crowd was even more lively than it had been on the first day .
—On the 2nd day of celebration, Great Mage Alan Manassil stayed in the Mages’ Union Headquarters all day .
— Mages who are part of the union suddenly began to scurry around, but no reason could be identified .
As such rumours quickly spread, unbelievable pieces of news hopped on the train .
—It was none other than the third prince, Calian, who will be Alan Manassil’s very first student .
— Apparently Alan Manassil has already finished talking to King Rumein regarding this issue .
When the nobles weighed the impact of their relationship, their panic gushed out like fierce waves of confusion .
However, there were also a place where this news didn’t reach—namely because the owner of the room hadn’t woken up yet, despite it already being late morning . A loud noise sounded from outside his residence door . At the same time, the door flung open and somebody called him in urgency . It was the senior attendant who was in charge of waking him up every morning .
“Your Highness! You must wake up now, Your Highness!”
The attendant didn’t speak in a soft voice, nor did he ring the bell . He stood outside the bedroom curtains and loudly called for his master .
“Your Highness!”
His eyes fluttered open only after the attendant cried out once again, shedding light to his light green iris . Despite all the things that were out of the ordinary, he slowly raised himself as everything was merely a nuisance . He pressed his hands against his aching forehead and crumpled up his face .
“What… do you think you’re doing?” He glanced at his attendant who was standing on the other side of the curtains, anxiously pacing back and forth .
The attendant frantically spoke up once again . “Prince Franz, you must wake u—”
Just then, another figure appeared behind the attendant and reached their hand forward, pushing him to the side and pulling on the curtains .
A strong scent devoured the room .
The scent of Ranieri . Franz stood up with a grimace .
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“I’m coming in . ”
She wasn’t asking if she could come in . It was always like that . She didn’t know how to ask first and be considerate of others .
A set of pale fingers drew the curtain . The hem of a mint-coloured dress and a pair of lemon yellow heels entered Franz’s bedroom . It was Silica .
Franz’s attendant followed behind Silica . He was clearly flustered out of his mind . Although this had happened multiple times before, he seemed to have trouble with becoming accustomed to it . Franz flung his hand at the attendant, gesturing him out, and the attendant bowed deeply to his master before leaving in a hurry .
—click!
As the door closed, Silica covered her face with a fan . Knowing that she would be scowling, Franz didn’t bother looking at her face .
Silica looked around the room slowly . “This room reeks of alcohol . ”
The scent of Ranieri is overwhelming the smell of alcohol . Instead of speaking his mind, Franz tapped on the half-empty glass next to his bed . His actions spoke in his stead: it’s bound to smell like alcohol since I drank some . Of course, he was going directly against Rumein’s orders by drinking .
Silica’s eyes turned fierce, but the voice that seeped out from behind the fan was still as calm as ever . “You’re only fifteen . Fifteen-year-olds aren’t supposed to be pickled in alcohol . And you haven’t even gotten up yet even though it’s almost time for you to leave for your next schedule . ”
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For a moment, Franz thought that he had heard Rumein’s voice—hiding behind his documents—overlap with Silica’s .
Franz began to drink right after his coming-of-age ceremony on the day he turned fifteen . Even so, it was unacceptable for him to always reek of alcohol . On top of that, he had even made a public appearance while wasted .
“How very disappointing,” spat Silica .
“I believe that isn’t why you came to visit . ” Franz picked up the half-empty glass . It was difficult to tell whether his bleary eyes were the result of sleep or alcohol . What was certain, however, was that he didn’t seem intent on conversing . “Why are you here?”
Silica clenched her fan tightly in an attempt to hold in her anger . “What would His Majesty think of you when he sees you acting like this all the time? Even if I try my best to—”
“I don’t… want to hear that,” said Franz languidly, still not looking at Silica .
Silica’s eyebrows twitched, but she managed to calm her voice once again . “You’re becoming more and more impolite . You didn’t show that kind of attitude when you were conversing with His Majesty, did you?”
Me? Conversing with him? Franz opened his eyes halfway and scoffed .
“Please leave after stating your business,” muttered Franz as he shakily got out of his bed . He paid no attention to his disheveled clothes . He merely exuded reluctance to speak .
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“Calian has enticed a mage . There is unrest amongst the nobles who heard that Alan Manassil has accepted Calian as his student . ”
A mage .
Franz had brushed past Silica and was heading towards the couch when he halted . He lowered his gaze and stared at the glass in his hand . The liquid inside sloshed around .
However, that was it . Franz showed no further reaction .
“…so what?” he sighed .
Silica turned to face Franz . She knew that Franz had understood what it meant and why she had ran all the way over to see him .
Therefore, rather than spewing a lengthy explanation, she chose to ask: “Do you plan to continue disappointing me?”
“Stop that . Trying, I mean . ” Instead of answering Silica’s question, he once again told her what he had always told her . Before Silica could go on, Franz interjected, “It’s annoying . ”
Franz raised his hand with which he held his glass and pointed at the door . Silica stood still and stared at Franz for a long while . However, Franz’s hand did not budge no matter how much time had passed .