Tips, and a wooden door knocked.
It's Camille.
My stomach feels like it's gonna flip on the other person's crooked voice who's been knocking. My throat hurts like it's burnt, and my voice in reply is very, but I can't emit it.
When the door of the room opened, trying not to make a sound softly, I accidentally closed my eyelids and sank as much as possible into the blanket wrapping myself.
After falling to Claudia's bedroom, I was transported into my bedroom, feeling ill. Maybe I got tired because I lost my mind that I was stuck. The nausea kept the meal out of my throat, and I slept all day to this day.
Camille tried to take a peek at me and slowly approached me. My breath clogs when I feel the pain of wondering if my heart has been gripped in. I found tremors running on my body every time Camille approached me one step, even though it wasn't cold.
"... Tsari?
Back to back with my brain thinking about responding under the guise of calm, my lungs harden on my heels and I don't even try to exhale. The bulk and fast beating are ringing in the back of my ear so annoyingly.
You thought you were asleep, Camille's fingertips stroked my cheek. I have goosebumps all over my body and my body bounces at will like cramps.
"Tsari?"
I meditated my eyes desperately. It was horrible to see what look Camille had on her face.
Isn't Kamil still putting a knife in his other hand?
There is no way Camill would have done that here and now, and if he did, even if reason complained that he would have followed my side immediately, my body would not stop trembling.
Undisputed, I was afraid of Kamil.
Kamil's fingertips stroke my cheek again. He said his body was hardened by tension and fear, and this time he didn't even jump.
I can hear Camille exhaling loosely. It's supposed to work casually, but that only accelerates the sound of my heartbeat. It was terribly cold and it was like my body was frozen when I said there was so much blood all over my body.
"... we're on our way to developing a pioneering village."
Though in a talking tone, it was a voice close to solitary. It's like whining. That's pounding and falling.
"The Count said he couldn't let the untrustworthy do the work."
Camille's fingertips, which were touching her cheeks, moved toward her forehead. Pay for my uncrafted forehead and look through the wrinkles between my brows. I heard a slight bitter smile.
"I wish I looked like that when I was in pain. Master Eliza is stubborn..."
Camille's fingertips go away with that twinkling voice. Dear Eliza, I opened my eyes haphazardly to the way I called it, but I could only see Camille's back moving away. My throat stays frozen until the end.
My heart makes noises for different reasons than before.
What time was that? I think you sound familiar when that voice called you "Dear Eliza" like that. I can't remember what happened recently. There's a terrible mix of emotions, but it's certainly a heartfelt voice.
Before I even knew why, my eyeballs had a fever, and the blurring and tears slipped from my eyeballs to my temples.
It's terrible in the back of my throat, it hurts.
It was not until three days later that I finally got out of my bedroom.
Maintain and suppress the body, which is weakened and fluttering, and let the maids prepare bath and water for a brief bath. I can't go to the soldier's bathroom anymore.
Wiping his neck with a squeezed cloth, Russywok, who had never come into the room while he was asleep, stopped by in his immediate footsteps.
He rubs his forehead to sweetness, and if he dares not talk on the floor, he will crush it. On Raswiwok, which is heavier than a military horse, the body of a six-year-old rolls easily.
Control the maids who rush to cause it. Russywok, who defeated me, crawled beside me, spreading his wings and waking me up.
"I'm not saying don't be sweet, but think about the difference in physique"
If you say that with a pepper tap around your neck, Russywok squeals his throat. I tilted my neck as the sound sounded more modest than usual.
"Fabe, what happened to Raswiwok?
"Uh... what's up, what?
He calls out to the maid who was watching me and Raswiwok take care of him with confused eyes, but he couldn't take the point of the question. I was asked back in a bewildered voice.
"Not very energetic"
Raswiwok usually doesn't do anything sweet to me where others have eyes. There has never been enough momentum to add or subtract power.
"Isn't that... because Kamil isn't here? The lady couldn't get out of her bunk for a while, either. Russywok was in front of this room the whole time, so I guess I missed him."
"... Kamil? Right, I see."
Convinced by the maid's words, I lay down my eyelids softly.
I have always looked after Raswiwok, given to me by the Count, for both of us. Kamil is the next person I missed Raswiwok, who also has some understanding of human power relationships. It's the first time we can't do it at the same time, so I can't help but miss Raswiwok.
From now on, Kamil is not in this hall. Raswiwok, wow, sounded lonely.
The back of my chest somehow scratches and hurts at the habit of kicking Camille out myself. But at the same time, I do feel relieved.
My emotional contradictions were strangely sad.
"Did you throw the kid into the barracks?
"Mm-hmm. I'm paying everyone in Pioneering Village who might be involved with that kid. With Claudia, I told Gunter I'd escort you in the future."
I visited the Earl of Teresia first in good standing. Even though there was so much work to do, he suddenly collapsed that he couldn't help anything. Plus, I wanted to know what's been going on in the last four days.
The first thing heard was reports of the transfer of 'Elise' to the barracks. Indeed, now, we are mobilizing the soldiers of the Leading Army for the initial development of the pioneering. 'Elise' 's hair is short and she doesn't look like a woman. Now would be a great opportunity to get basic training.
But some of those who remain in the facility must have seen the scene of the capture of Elise in the village. To me, surprised at how he had deluded himself, the Earl of Teresia flaunted his shoulders just a little.
"I left it in the mansion for a while. Not to mention anyone who thinks he's the same person as that malnourished, skinny, dirty kid."
"... I see, indeed"
Hair, which was stretched out and bossy, was made to be cut by Kamil in the name of preparing to be executed. I used that hair to give the illusion that there was really a child in the hemp bag thrown into the river, so no soldier would have seen that child since one incident in Cyril Village.
The nutritional status has improved and the meat has been added, and the colour of the skin is even different from when it was thinly dirty with dust because it was washed daily by the maid. Indeed, I was convinced that that was so much a change that I could see someone else.
"Explained that you were trained, too, to work with temper."
That said, the Earl of Teresia had a good look on his face, but perhaps it wasn't temper, he was just aroused by anger and resentment for his own sake.
For that child who has a mother, I can't keep my spirit until I have the money and the luxury of exploiting the people, the lord, and the daughter who does the same thing. So it's harder for that kid to succumb to the training I was trained to do and change my reputation for me than to die.
If that kid returns with that training ripe for killing me on his chest, that's fine, too, if he has to revisit his assessment of me even if he breaks along the way.
"Perhaps the distorted values towards that nobleman will also be corrected"
To the earl of Teresia, who snorted, I put a penetration in my heart and in my heart wondering what it was like, too.
It's the first time I've been to the Wang capital that I've learned that all the nobles known to the soldiers of the leadership are extremists and strangers. Are the soldiers aware of that, too, there are verses that give special attention to me, Count Teresia, and Claudia. They basically remain aristocratic haters.
... Well, it might be convenient for that kid. Because if you're going to put out other 'normal' nobles to attract me and Count Teresia, it's easy to change that kid's consciousness, too.