Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

Harut wasn't stupid. As soon as Wilhelm mentioned the name Flügel, he realized that this person might be someone who resembled Subaru.

After learning of the other person's disappearance, he still walked over to Julius and asked:

"Julius, what kind of person is this Flugel?"

If the Sword Demon were to ask, Julius would probably not tell.

But Reinhard was his close friend, and Julius unconditionally trusted his friend:

"Carefree, rude, and prone to talking nonsense... but I feel that this is probably just his facade. If you knew him, I think you would also think he is a friend worth having."

After Julius finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that Reinhard's hands, which were hanging by his side, were trembling slightly, and his face had lowered at some point.

He seemed to be suppressing some emotion.

Beneath Reinhard's taut exterior, a turbulent storm was raging within him.

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Is Flügel the same as... Subaru?

'I must see him! I absolutely must see him!'

Reinhard thought to himself:

'Just by meeting him once, I can determine whether he is Subaru or not by the vibration frequency of the Dragon Sword Red...'

Like a drowning person finally grasping at a reed, Reinhard, unwilling to let go of any clue, took another step forward and asked those around him:

"Everyone, haven't you really found any other clues he left behind?"

The people around looked at each other, then shook their heads, and still no one spoke.

Julius, who knew his best friend's personality well, showed a moment of surprise in his eyes.

This kind of behavior is not typical of Reinhard...

Could it be... that Reinhard knows Freuger?

“There really aren’t any left,” Ricardo replied.

Reinhardt's fingers tightened at his sides.

Julius patted Reinhard on the shoulder and said:

"It's alright. Once the healing mage arrives and Lady Anna wakes up, she'll know exactly what happened."

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Reinhard nodded slightly.

His eyes betrayed his unease and nervousness...

If we find Subaru... there's still... a chance to make amends...

The healer they had summoned arrived at the entrance of the Hexin Merchant Guild very quickly.

Soft light flowed slowly along Anna's pale cheeks and the marks on her wrists.

Her eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she opened her eyes, which were swollen from crying. Before she had fully opened her eyes, a muffled syllable was already squeezed out of her throat.

"Flugel..."

Julius looked up at her.

Anna opened her eyes, and the familiar facade of the Chamber of Commerce came into view.

Ricardo, Julius, Mimi... and Reinhard standing at the back of the crowd with a smile on his face, and so on.

Anna, who usually notices the concern on everyone's faces and would crack a joke to ease the tension, unusually didn't look at anyone.

She propped herself up, her gaze sweeping over the faces, searching for that white figure.

Unfortunately, there was none at the entrance, in the corridor, or even near my seat.

Until she turned her head and saw the sword in Julius's hand.

"Where is Flügel?" Anna asked in a low voice...

"He didn't come back, did he?"

“Yes.” Ricardo nodded. “He has disappeared.”

Anna lowered her eyelashes.

Distinguishing between truth and falsehood is an essential skill for business negotiations.

Anna had previously felt that this tactic was not very effective against Freuger.

It wasn't because Freuguer was crazy.

Rather, it was because, in her past experience, every word Freuger said seemed to be the truth.

How can a person be completely open with others?

Isn't he afraid that others will take advantage of his sincerity and hurt him?

Therefore, Anna might think that it's just that Friguel is a good actor.

But now Anna was starting to believe it; Friguel had never lied to her...

When she questioned him about whether he was hesitating between choosing her or Emilia, he didn't, like a scumbag who deceives feelings, immediately insist on choosing her.

Including that farewell in the sewer during their last meeting...

Did my actions yesterday drive him away...?

Anna felt a dull ache in her heart.

My eyes are sore...

I want to cry...

why?

Does he like me? No way... This is so embarrassing...

Just two days ago, he was so confident that he would investigate the other party, but now the other party has left.

But he changed his mind. Wouldn't people laugh him to death if word got out?

Is it out of guilt?

Some, but not all.

She did indeed vent her anger at Julius's betrayal on Flügel, which caused her a pang of conscience.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have waited until late last night, still hoping that Freuger would come to apologize...

Looking back now, this behavior was truly despicable and excessive...

When we feel emboldened, do we really become this unreasonable...?

Anastasia's mind was a jumble of thoughts, making it impossible for her to understand why she had become like this...

She was completely unable to find a precise adjective to describe this chaotic train of thought.

But the look in Flügel's eyes, hidden beneath his white, tousled hair, when he finally swung his sword to save her, was etched into her heart...

Those eyes conveyed... a sigh...

Anna's nose stung even more...

I want to see him again...

I want to apologize to him...

I want to... but do we still have the right to see him?

To distract herself, Anna looked up at Julius beside her.

What are you doing here?

Julius walked up to her and bowed first.

"I'm sorry, Lady Anna... I apologize for what I did yesterday... Lady Crusch, I'll take my leave now."

"Let you leave?" Anna frowned.

Julius briefly explained why he left Anna yesterday, why his sword ended up in Subaru's possession, and his true feelings.

Anna listened, her eyelashes drooping slightly.

I felt both relieved and dissatisfied.

Fortunately, Julius did not betray her; at least she did not trust the wrong person.

What displeased her was that Julius hadn't told her about his impending execution, but instead directly advised her to give up the royal selection.

This distrust made Anna very uncomfortable.

In comparison, it was even less effective than Flügel rolling on the ground and getting him to rebel.

At least Freuguese truly held nothing back...

After a few moments, Anna finally sighed and whispered:

"Forget it, let bygones be bygones..."

Julius bowed his head slightly, his face showing apology.

"I'm sorry, Lady Anna..."

The misunderstanding between the two was resolved without a word.

Ricardo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when he saw Anna still staring at the sword. The color had returned to her face, but a lingering weariness remained in her eyes.

“President,” Ricardo asked cautiously, “Flugel saved you, so we have to find him. Do you know where he might have gone?”

Anna's fingertips stopped at the edge of the handguard.

"he's gone."

"gone?"

"Ah."

"Our family drove him away..."

She spoke very softly, as if stamping a debt that had already been settled.

"He probably won't come back again."

The atmosphere that had just relaxed in the chamber of commerce froze again.

Ricardo did not understand what had happened.

The three siblings, Mimi and her brother, immediately looked dejected, especially the youngest, Tibi... Why was Flügel gone when it was my turn to do chores...?

Julius's expression froze instantly. I haven't even increased my intimacy level yet, why are you leaving?

Ricardo opened his mouth, and the hair on his face drooped down.

"But he clearly saved you."

“He came to say goodbye to our family.” Anna looked up. “We didn’t try to stop him.”

After saying that, she lowered her head and wiped the mud off her body with her sleeve.

To make myself appear cleaner and more imposing.

Unfortunately, the mud had dried completely and couldn't be wiped off. She tried once, then again, and by the third time, her fingers were already trembling.

“Lady Anna,” Julius began.

Anna did not look up.

Julius, however, still insisted, unwilling to give up:

"I haven't known Friguel for long; I've only had one drink with him in a tavern."

"But that person can still raise his wine cup when facing life and death, and he never hides his feelings when faced with the gazes of others. Such a forthright person, if he really decides to leave, will at least wait for you to finish speaking."

Anna's hand froze in mid-air.

“You’ve faced far more difficult situations before, and you didn’t sit there and declare yourself defeated,” Julius continued.