Chapter 258
If someone could just abduct Erylotte, they could even claim that tremendous dragon as their own.
Any noble blinded by the lure of such power would no doubt seize this moment.
That was why the three young men had rushed here, knowing full well they’d be scolded fiercely by Erylotte.
Because there was no one who could protect her more completely than themselves.
Balzac’s expression hardened.
“We should start searching.”
Joshua’s face was grim too, but he spoke in a troubled tone.
“What if nothing’s wrong? Erylotte’s first party in the capital will be ruined.”
Lysmond, after some hesitation, said,
“Let’s try contacting her.”
Being scolded was no longer the concern.
Joshua reached for the comm-stone.
At that moment—
“Why are you here.”
A low, chilling voice sounded from behind them.
The three boys froze stiff.
They swallowed dryly and turned their heads with creaking slowness.
And there she was…
The only person who could make even some of the strongest youths of House Astra’s legs go weak with a single glance.
“E, Ery…”
“Erylotte.”
“Erylotte…”
Erylotte swept her cold eyes over the three of them, her face expressionless.
“I told you to change clothes, yet here you are, still dressed the same.”
“……”
“……”
“……”
“I said I’d be angry if you followed me, and yet you came.”
“We didn’t follow, we came first—!”
“Shut it, you clueless fool.”
“Close your mouth.”
Balzac, whose face had just brightened, tried to explain but got silenced from both sides.
Erylotte stared them down with a terrifying gaze.
“Go back and wait.”
“B-But!”
Shaking off Joshua and Lysmond’s hands, Balzac hurried to justify himself.
“The capital is dangerous, and you being alone at a party is even more—”
“Ah, right. It’s dangerous, so I should always go around with my dear brothers… hmm. But for how long?”
“What?”
“Is there any guarantee tomorrow won’t be dangerous?”
“……”
“You’re worried because of my dragon, right? But a year from now, will I no longer have it?”
“……”
“Ten years from now?”
“……”
“Am I supposed to spend my whole life glued to you because the world is dangerous?”
This was bad.
She was really angry.
Usually, Erylotte let her brothers win in conversation.
Even when she started to argue, if they looked dejected, she’d eventually sigh and say fine.
Joshua and Lysmond glanced at each other nervously.
Balzac looked crestfallen.
“…You’re right.”
Erylotte extended her index finger and pointed firmly toward the entrance.
“Go home.”
“…Okay.”
“…Got it.”
“…Alright.”
Those who had been staring dreamily at the three handsome boys had their jaws drop wide open.
Before this girl appeared, several girls had tried approaching the stunning trio.
“Hello? I’m Siora from the Marquisate of Antieu. I don’t think we’ve met before… may I ask who you are?”
“Are you perhaps the young masters of the Astra Countdom? Oh my! You are! I’m Lilyrose Longtre!”
“I’m Chloe Meriata. Could I have the honor of learning your names?”
Each time, the three boys had answered with eyes colder than the northern frost.
Annoying.
Don’t talk to me.
Leave.
The chill radiating from their gazes had been enough to make people back away.
But now…
‘Oh my, they look like scolded puppies.’
‘Adorable…’
‘What is this, too cute!’
The young ladies imagined drooping tails behind the boys as they trudged.
Balzac, walking single file toward the entrance, glanced back at Erylotte.
“Can’t we at least wait out front?”
“No.”
“This feels off…”
“Go!”
At Erylotte’s sharp command, Balzac wilted again with a small “Uuugh…”
The three handsome boys left through the entrance looking utterly deflated.
Joshua muttered at Balzac through gritted teeth.
“I told you we shouldn’t come.”
Lysmond’s face was equally sour.
“Don’t twist her words next time. ‘Don’t follow’ doesn’t mean ‘just go ahead first’.”
Balzac looked indignant.
You both agreed too!
‘I just had a bad feeling, that’s all.’
A strange premonition that some thief might approach Erylotte.
The moment the three boys sighed and stepped outside—
A black-haired boy with deep blue eyes, beautiful enough to rival them, passed by.
‘Huh?’
‘What the…’
‘Who’s that?’
As the black-haired boy went past, an inexplicable wave of displeasure swept over them.
The black-haired boy glanced their way.
The gazes of the three Astra brothers and the black-haired boy met and clashed in the air.
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