Fakes Don’t Want To Be Real - Chapter 66

Fakes Don’t Want To Be Real

~ 66 ~

The two returned to their seats only when the final match was in full swing.

“Did my eyes swell a lot?”

“The swelling is cute too.”

“…!”

She couldn’t seem him that well because of her swollen eyes, but only with hearing his voice seemed that he was laughing at her mischievously.

Psychke hurriedly checked her brooch. It’s not that her body has gotten smaller but because it is functioning well.

‘Why did he say it’s cute?’

She wanted to ask him but was unable.

So, she tried not to turn her head to the side where she could feel his hot gaze.

She strained her swollen eyes and looked only in front of her, pretending to concentrate on the match.

“It wasn’t an attack but only a fall. How did he not see it?”

Psychke decided to keep her mouth shut until her vision returned.

And she opened her mouth only when the awards ceremony was in progress.

“It’s a pity that I couldn’t watch the finals. Judging from the reactions, I think it was great.”

“Not really.”

Unlike the enthusiastic crowd shouting the name of the winner, Verndia was rather calm.

“If one can’t win in that kind of competition, they better stop learning swordsmanship.”

“Ah, Sir Aiden is looking here.”

Aiden, who was waiting for his award, spotted her and grinned at her. He was not wearing his mask.

Since he was far away from their place, Psychke only greeted him with her eyes smile.

Verndia was displeased noticing that.

“Don’t look at other men.”

“Wouldn’t it be better not to think about them?”

“You can’t even look at them.”

Half of the world is male, so where does she put her eyes, then?

Psychke decided not to ask him anymore, as she seemed to know what the answer would be if she asked.

“Next is the winners of this year’s competition.”

After the 3rd and 2nd prizes were awarded, Aiden went up on the podium according to the host’s guidance.

The captains of the two knights, Ikaxia and Adenthal, greeted him politely.

Aiden won as stated in the competition and can make wish one or two.

Since the one who won in the competition was someone she know, she was excited for him.

Psychke did not take her eyes off him throughout the giving of prize.

“-So, I will hand over the moment of prize to this year’s winner.”

The host’s lengthy words are over.

Finally, at the moment of choice, there was no hesitation. Aiden looked at the leader of Ardenthal.

“My wish is…”

* * *

It was their last thing to do, a dinner.

Since Verndia rented the entire building, they were the only ones in the restaurant.

The night view was wonderful, and the soft music was rhythmic.

As soon as she saw the food decorated with fresh flowers and gold dust under red lighting, Psychke was amazed. And she stuttered the words she said towards Verndia.

“This is too much.”

“Too much when it’s a date after a long time?”

He gently folded the corners of his eyes and as she felt burdened, he added,

“If you don’t eat, the food will be sad. The chef will be sad, and so will my money.”

(TN: I mean, I will eat it if she doesn’t want….)

“Thank you for this food.”

The moment she hesitantly cut a piece of steak the chef had prepared and put it in her mouth, her blue eyes widened for a moment.

‘It’s good.’

Lestir’s meal was also delicious, but it couldn’t compare to the food here.

Because Verndia, who wanted to give her a taste of a imperial luncheon, had specially brought her imperial palace chef.

Habitually trying to cut the food on her plate, he paused several times.

Seeing the good-looking Psychke, Verndia smiled. It was worth it, even though the Crown Prince told him to wake up.

“What did you like best about what we saw today?”

Besides the swordsmanship competition, they also went to two more places.

They went to botanical garden and a zoo that were said to have come from a faraway country.

Of course, they didn’t forget to stop by the boutique to change her bloody dress before going there.

Psychke told the ‘Black Flower That hums a Strange Melody When Pressed’ she had seen in the botanical garden.

She also didn’t forge the zoo’s ‘Birds That Dance and Eat When Fed’.

“It was amazing. Oh, but it was a pity I didn’t get to see the finals of the tournament.”

“It was not worth seeing.”

Him being stingy with the compliments means that it is worth seeing.

Psychke was truly sorry that she didn’t get to see the finals.

“It would have been nice if I had seen Sir Aiden’s match. But I didn’t know that such a wish would come true.”

“You did not?”

Surprisingly, Verndia tilted his head.

“I thought it would, of course.”

“I thought it might be possible to want to become a knight in Ardenthal. He said that he did not agree with the Hillace, so I thought Adenthal would be more suitable than Ikaxia in terms of faction.”

However, while doing so, Psychke spaced it out for a while.

“It was a bit unexpected that he asked to become Aiden Ardenthal.”

“Why did you think that?”

“It is said that you can throw away your family name once you join the Knights, but there are only a handful of people who actually did that. And Sir Aiden didn’t seem to hate his family that much.”

“Doesn’t hate…”

He clicked his tongue.

After the contest was over, he watched them.

A fight between Baron Hillace and Aiden out of sight happened.

‘Father must be terribly disappointed.’

‘It was all for our family. It was also for you!’

‘I don’t want to inherit a family based on someone’s sacrifice!’

‘Even so, b*st*rd!’

‘I am no longer a Hillace. If you need an heir, can’t you bring someone else just like how you brought me?’

Baron Hillace was enraged at his words, so he attempted bringing him through force.

However, since the wish of the swordsmanship tournament was granted, the captain stopped Baron Hillace, saying that Aiden was from Adenthal.

There was also the influence of Adenthal’s honorary knight, Verndia, but he said without showing any expression.

“Because appearances aren’t everything.”

Right. And more than was visible was usually a secret personal affair.

Psychke nodded her head and focused on eating.

Verndia looked at Aiden, who seemed to have no interest in her any more, and asked her as if tossing her.

“About Widnix. What were you trying to ask?”

Her personality made her not forget, and he seemed likely to ask later.

If she’s going to answer anyway, she’d better shake it off rather than drag it.

“Ah, I was wondering what you meant by ‘He know the past better than anyone else’.”

It could be easily overlooked, but as someone who had talked with Widnix, it was embarrassing.

He knew not only what no one knew before her regression, but also what happened after her death.

How could he not know?

“Ah, that.”

He put down his cutlery and propped his chin to look out the window, pretending to be troubled.

Since they were on the third floor, the scenery of the festival could be seen at a glance.

Under the black sky, she saw buildings shining in all colors, and golden light, symbolizing the imperial family, rippled through them.

It was because of the lanterns people carried.

“It’s a secret, but the Princess listened to Widnix’s nonsense, and since he has the same ability, it should be okay.”

Psychke felt awkward about the word ‘Ability’ coming out of his mouth, but she didn’t refute it and endured it.

Every time he said ‘supernatural’ or ‘powerful’, she rejected it, saying that her ability was nothing but a curse.

But at some point, something snapped in her head, and the voice that whispered, ‘Your ability is a curse,’ disappeared.

From then on, she began to think, ‘As the duke said, my ability could really be ice that does not melt.’

“Each ability person has a superior ability called ‘Authority’. Each generation is slightly different, but the basis is the same.”

She didn’t know that there was something like ‘Authority’ at all.

Psychke listened carefully to his words.

“Take me as an example- a flame made with magic can only burn something that has a form. But the flames I create burn even the incorporeal. Like time or space. This is called authority.”

“Are there any restrictions?”

“Of course, there is. I just explained it like that, but I can’t burn everything. There is also a price to pay when you exercise your authority.”

“Secret.”

Verndia lazily pulled the corners of her mouth.

“It’s not good, so I won’t tell you. Does the Princess know what her power is?”

“No. How can I find out?”

“It is good not to know. Knowing means that a situation has arrived where she has no choice but to use that authority. It means that when the time comes, that power will wake up on its own.”

Something like loneliness flashed through his purple eyes for a moment.

“Anyway, the reason I said this is because of the authority of Widnix.”

“I think it’s important. Is it okay if you tell me everything?”

“It’s not even my authority, so what? In fact, it’s not even a secret that Widnix has the same power every generation.”

He patted her head with a serious expression.

“Memory Succession.”

“…!”

“Everything experienced in life is forcibly passed on to future generations. In a way, you could call it reincarnation. Because memories determine a person’s life.”

“But in the end, it’s a different person.”

Psychke stammered her words, surprised.

According to that word, Widnix has hundreds of years of memories from the first Evergreen.

“I don’t think you’ll even know who you are if you accumulate memories of so many people.”

“You’re right. Words are power, but you can see them as a kind of curse.”

“Unfortunately. I don’t remember everything that happened even once.”

If she mixes a drop of black ink in clear water, it turns black.

However, if the amount of water is very large, it will swallow the ink instead of blackening it.

Does Widnix really recognize that he is a human called ‘Widnix Evergreen’?

“Maybe that’s why Evergreen hasn’t moved in the East for generations. He tries not to talk much. It’s because he is confused, but he doesn’t want to build more memories there.”

“Ah, that’s why.”

Wherever Widnix went, he would just keep his seat and leave without saying anything, scanning the surroundings with his cold eyes.

Some nobles used to sarcastically say that the noble duke was like that because he didn’t want to associate with trivial things, but after hearing the situation, she felt very sorry for him.

However.

‘Why did such a person try to kill me?’