The Villain is Being Suspiciously Kind - Chapter 42

As Citrina bent her knees to meet the boy’s eyes, her dress touched the dirty floor.
“You will dirty your dress, Rina.”
Desian didn’t bother with the crying child as his attitude was still cold.
“It’s all right. I can dust it off. Child, are you with your mother? Your father?”
“Ah, father?”
As the boy spoke, Citrina laughed as bright as the sun. Desian asked while staring at the boy.
“Yes. Where are your parents? Are you alone?”
Citrina felt that his voice was rather cold, but before she could have the chance to ask, the boy urgently spoke.
“There, there he is.”
The boy, who gathered his courage, pointed at the distance with his finger. A commoner was stamping his feet, running hurriedly.
“I am guilty of death! Please spare me. Please, Lord of Da-…”
“No thanks needed. Take your child.”
Desian cut the commoner off from speaking. Unlike when he was speaking with Citirina, his voice was cold.
Nevertheless, the man hurriedly bowed his head.
“… Del, let’s go.”
Citrina said slowly.
“Shall we?”
Desian’s eyes were staring at her. His slightly relaxed gaze was strange.
Citrina answered, dampening her dry lips.
“Yes. That child is so fragile, so young and so cute. Seeing him cry breaks my heart. ”
“You like soft and cute things, Rina.”
“Yes, because it’s a little kid! So cute. He’ll get home safely, right?”
She deliberately stretched out her words and asked.
“I agree with you.”
Desian smiled mildly with a relaxed face.
At the same time, the boy who was tightly holding his father’s hand, had already moved away as if they were running away.
Citrina started walking again, taking a glimpse at them.
Large-scale barracks were seen in a distance that looked straight out from a battlefield.
Citrina took a glimpse of them and stepped back.
“That’s where the temporary barracks are.”
After speaking, Desian opened the tent. There was no one in it, only several Silmaril that were placed on the round table.
When Citrina was near the table. Desian spoke behind her.
“Those are Silmaril that contain high mana.”
“Are you sure you’re giving it to me instantly even without a contract?”
“Yes.”
“… You, why are you so good?”
Citrina made a playful bite and sat on a chair facing the round table.
“It’s always been like that when it comes to you.”
“… It is?”
Maybe it’s because it’s been four years, but it’s hard to get used to these words.
Citrina smiled awkwardly. Desian walked slowly and also sat down on a chair.
After catching Desian’s gaze, Citrina began to inspect the Silmaril on the table.
‘The size of this gemstone is smaller than I thought.’
The stone that was touched by Desian was seemingly small.
Citrina carefully examined the stones. She can see dim light shining out…
It was quite difficult for her to determine the value of the gems.
She again looked at the gemstone. Remembering the appraisal method taught by Oslo.
Seeing that there were about three rows of fine cracks in the middle, it looks like this is a high-end Silmaril.
-Gemma, are you okay with this?
She heard no answer. She guessed that Gemma was tired.
Gemma wasn’t the only one who wasn’t speaking. Desian was silent all throughout until he saw her put the Silmaril in her pocket.
Sitting face-to-face with him at the round table, she decided not to disturb his thoughts.
‘Maybe Desian was also very shocked, since people look at him like some kind of a monster… ‘
She believed in him, who was always kind to her. Though he still seemed wary of others, his current attitude is not bad.
Was she looking at Desian too much?
“Del, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
His eyes curved when he heard her voice.
It was clearly a kind and amiable face. The coldness she felt from him earlier was gone.
Citrina asked as if knocking lightly..
“It’s about Aron.”
“Aron?”
His face hardened again.
“Yes, Aron. Is he still in Knight Academy?”
“… Yes, Rina.”
‘Why is his face stiff? Are they not close?’
In her memory, Aron seemed to always follow Desian intently. Did their relationship crash during the time she wasn’t here?
A number of different cases flashed in her mind.
Desian calmly said as if knowing Citrina’s question.
“He said he was coming back soon. I received a letter.”
“Are the both of you exchanging letters?”
“… That, why do you ask?”
She didn’t know if the question was to change the subject or if he was really curious.
Citrina looked at him and said.
“I saw you today, and I’d like to meet Aron too.”
“Does it matter?”
“Of course it does.”
Citrina, of course, liked Aron. However, apart from her favorable impression, Aron needs to be cautious of his actions all the time since the Empire’s game will depend on how he moves.
Aron Pietro is expected to emerge as the capital’s idol sooner or later. It’s not an exaggeration to say that the ladies who are expecting the knight’s oath from Aron have filled the capital.
‘If I give Aron jewelry as a gift in advance, it would be free advertising, so it’s necessary.’
Jewelry is not only exclusively for women. Men also use it to embellish themselves.