Chapter 10

“… You really are serious.”

“I’m always serious.”

To live, I can do anything more than this.

Did my sincerity reach him? His distorted mouth slowly faded and soon burst into laughter.

“Okay. I didn’t see anything today. Instead, gimme that one for free.”

“Such a raw robber.”

I grumble then put the herbs in the basket without hesitation.

“Ah, by the way. The owl said something, I heard it wrong, right?”

Claude, who carefully hugged the basket I gave him, snoops his head.

I felt the cold sweat flowing behind my back and tried to pull the corner of my lips.

As a result, a hilarious expression was made.

“How can an owl talk?”

“Right, an owl who talks. I guess my ears are also frozen. I’m going.”

“Be careful.”

As Claude left. I was out of my mind as if a storm had swept away.

‘I’m tired.’

Squeak-

I opened my closed eyes at the sound of the door opening.

“It’s bad to listen while hiding. Sir Dillian.”

“I was monitoring that man just in case he did something weird.”

Dillian proudly admitted that he had peeked. Or he didn’t mean to hide in the first place.

‘Why did you monitor…?’

Dillian sat down next to me.

“Why did you hide me?”

“… I expect you to hear that, but I didn’t know you would say it right away.”

“If you are curious, you have to ask right away for relief.”

“I guess you think it’s unexpected.”

“Hmm, a little bit.”

Dillian shrugged.

“I thought you would sell me right away.”

“Sell… What do you take me for!”

Of, of course I had that thought for a while. But I’m not that shameless!

“Don’t you always try to let me go?”

Right, sighing everyday while looking outside the window, no way he doesn’t know.

Embarrassed with my inside thoughts being caught, I avoided Dillian’s gaze weed out for no reason.

“… It’s not a grand reason.”

“…”

“Because they could be the one who hurt Sir Dillian.”

What if, they were really looking for Dillian, I think it was right to hide him.

I’m not sure if it is the Dillian who is without blood or tears, before losing memories.

The current Dillian, who knows nothing, may not be able to get rid of it, and might be the one who gets rid to the bones.

Because Dillian, who lost his memory, was only a minor citizen 1.

‘Just in case, what if Dillian really dies?’

Even though Dillian is a villain, I didn’t want him to hurt because of me. I also hate if the original goes wrong.

‘Either way, I don’t want to get involved.’

“Don’t worry. If you stay here, you won’t get caught.”

If Dillian existence caught, it’s the same for me to get into trouble.

‘When the snow stops, I’ll have to find a way to send him home safely without getting caught.’

At the time I was determined to let him go, Dillian asked carefully.

“… Isn’t Miss Lia scared?”

“Huh? What?”

“I could be a bad person.”

“…”

“What do you trust, why do you keep me by your side?”

So Dillian seemed to be mistaken that he might have been an extremely vicious criminal.

‘It’s not completely wrong.’

I can’t believe that the only owner of Sinaize Duchy is thinking like this. It was clear that anyone who hears would burst into laughter.

Knowing his identity, I tried to pass it lightly, but it was an important problem for Dillian, who lost his memory.

The face who’s looking at me looks anxious.

‘I’ve seen everything as I live.’

It’s a lie, if I’m not scared.

At first, I trembled because I thought I was going to die in his hands.

However,

“No matter what kind of Sir Dillian was in the past, it’s okay because Sir Dillian I know now, is a good person.”

Dillian, who lost his memory, was a pretty good person. It wasn’t even scary anymore.

At least, he won’t kill me, isn’t he?

“If Sir Dillian does something bad to me.”

I squeezed the seedling shovel next to me. Dillian’s gaze turned to my bloodshot hand.

As Dillian gives a light smile, I burst into laughter.

“I understand even if you didn’t tell me.”

With a burst of laughter, I stood up with a seedling shovel.

“Then you can go to the house first. I’ll take a look around the greenhouse again.”

I went deep into the greenhouse with a watering can.”

***

Lia told him to go in first, but Dillian decided to wait.

He needed time to organize his thoughts, and the quiet greenhouse was the best place.

‘There’s no noisy owl either.’

The grass bugs chirped.

It’s a chilly winter outside, but it’s a warm spring here.

Dillian was lost in thought while enjoying the early spring.

The first thing that came to mind was ‘why?’.

Why Lia, helping him. Why the hell is she protecting him?

Even if he lost his memory, he doesn’t lose his sense.

From the first meeting, it is impossible no to know the fact that Lia tried to send him away.

A day, two days, three days…

Lia’s time looking outside the window increased, and worries came to her face.

He knows, it was troubling for her to let him stay.

So if she had a chance, he thought she would throw him away relentlessly.

‘But it wasn’t.’

When Claude persuaded Lia, doubting his identity, Dillian thought Lia would accuse him.

Although it was a short moment, Dillian, who drew the future, decided to shut up Claude by killing him.

And then Lia…

No, Lia can’t be killed.

Why is that?

When he was shocked that he thought he couldn’t kill Lia, Lia’s voice was heard.

‘Claude. Pretend you don’t know.’

‘Claude, today you see no one but me. Okay?’

It was unexpected. Because he didn’t think she’d cover for him.

So he asked straightforwardly.

And the answer that came back was unimaginable.

‘Because they could be the one who hurt Sir Dillian.’

‘It’s okay because Sir Dillian I know, is a good person.’

When asked if she believed him, Lia replied without hesitation.

When remembered those honest eyes, his heart fluttered.

It felt strange as if a butterfly was flying inside his stomach.

‘A weird woman.’

Having a strange side, she confused him with an unpredictable attitude.

He stayed with her because he lost his memory, but he didn’t trust her.

There was no doubt that she wouldn’t harm him, but…

It was a separate matter if it comes for believing.

Dillian didn’t believe in people.

Even the love that Nathan’s said, he didn’t believe it.

Rather than because he lost his memory, he thought he was born like that.

Above all, Lia’s attitude of hiding something scratched his nerves.

‘Isn’t she saying they don’t know each other? It’s a lie whenever she opens her mouth.’

Dillian could no longer believe what Lia said.

There is no one who will help a person with goodwill without knowing the face. Even taking a risk.

No matter how good the pushover is, they will not do such a thing.

Moreover, Lia, who is extremely wary, is even more.

Lia is sweet but full of lies. It was Lia Delice, the one who was full of contradictions.

Then, how far is her truth and how far is her lie?

How far should he believe?

Who is her lie for?

Thoughts about Lia stretched one after another.

“Sir Dillian? You weren’t going?”

That voice that existed in his recollection became reality.

Dillian stared at Lia, who came close to him before he knew it.

If he digs into her, he wonders if something will come out.

Lia, who tilted at the persistent gaze, smiled slowly when she found something.

“Are you looking at the flower?”

Only then did Dillian realize the existence of the flower in front of him.

“Do you know what flower it is?”

“Hyacinth.”

He is Dillian with no knowledge of plants, but he knew as much as this flower.

Hyacinth was famous for its quasi-flower when the founding emperor Lysandro Rohaim proposed to his lover.

“In flower language it means love that never changed.”

At her spitting words, Dillian gave a lot of strength to his fine forehead as if he didn’t understand.

“Is that possible?”

“Well, I believe there is nothing eternal in the world.”

Still. Lia added.

“Isn’t it romantic? So I’m going to believe that it’s possible.”

If you don’t have romance in your though life, you’ll be thirsty.

Shrugged, Lia reached out for the Hyacinth.

“Do you know? Hyacinth originally is the flower of victory before it is a flower of love.”

As Lysandro removed the silence and it bloomed the day he ascended to the throne, it was called the flower of victory.

It is relatively less famous because it is buried in the love story of lovers.

Carefully pick the flower and hand it over to Dillian.

“Everything will be alright. So, don’t worry.”

Instead of receiving Lia’s flower, Dillian grabbed her wrist.

“Then, stay with me until I regain my memory.”

It was a very impulsive word.

But after spitting it out, he thought it would be alright for them to be together.

As soon as he thought so, Lia firmly refused.

“I think that is going to be hard.”

When my memory comes back she will send me away? Or I will run away first.

“Miss Lia is the only place I can lean on.”

“I can’t be the one alone next to Sir Dillian forever. There will be other people too.”

“It could be my entire life. Because I’m a fugitive.”

This is like a fight between a spear and a shield.

A spark splashed between Dillian and Lia.

He didn’t expect it to be easy, Lia was strong.

But the more Lia pushed him away, the more his predator instinct woke up.

With a strange determination for them to be together no matter what.

“If you keep trying to run away like this, it makes me want to chase you.”

Make her can’t run away. Dillian raised one corner of his mouth.

Like a villain.