CHAPTER 27

How The Male Lead Cures The Young Lady Who Has A Limited Time

Contrary to worries, the three were able to arrive at the party without being late.

Perhaps even before the event began, people who knew each other gathered to talk about a lot of things.

Upon arriving at the party hall, Lilliana briefly thanked the two before she left. Of course, she didn't forget to ask Yvette one more time before going.

"If you want to be a model next, please contact me, Countess. I'll be waiting."

"Okay. I'll think about it and write to you."

When Yvette nodded, Liliana smiled brightly.

"Really? You promised, so don't ever forget it. Then, I'll go to work now!"

After saying that, Lilliana ran somewhere. Yvette watched her go away and slowly turned her head. In fact, she didn't intend to really become a model, but she thought it would be better to leave room for now.

'If I stay close to Lilliana, I may be able to meet Kerbel.'

If I couldn't find him at today's alumni meeting, I was going to approach Liliana as the next best option. This was because Kerbel's goal and only weakness in life was Liliana.

A low-pitched voice disturbed Yvette's thoughts.

"......My fiancée, even though you are in front of me, you are still thinking about something else."

Yvette flinched and raised her head at the sound of the words coming right in front of her. Then Noel, who was making a very dissatisfied face, caught her eye.

"What? What is that..."

When Yvette wondered again, Noel tilted slightly toward her. Soon, a low voice rang in her ears.

"I'm asking you to focus a little more on me, not on others."

Yvette flinched and covered her ears with one hand. Maybe it's because he whispered close, but her ears felt itchy for no reason.

"...Okay, back down a little. Everyone is looking at me."

Yvette grumbled for no reason and pushed Noel's shoulder. He gently stepped back, slightly raising the corners of his mouth and smiling.

"Everyone knows that we're engaged. What does it matter?"

"You're not supposed to act affectionately in public places."

Yvette glanced sideways at Noel and looked around.

Perhaps because the event was still before it began in earnest, there were no students wearing academy uniforms inside the party.

'If I remember correctly, students appear with the chairman. Kerbel is most likely to be mixed in between.'

A handsome boy with red hair and red eyes that looked like blood. Yvette clenched her fist, recalling the appearance of Kerbel in her mind.

Right at that time, the door to the party opened with a loud trumpet sound. Yvette and Noel turned their heads at the same time in the sudden disturbance, then a huge crowd was seen passing through the party hall.

'Is that person the Headmaster of the academy?'

At the forefront of the crowd stood an old man who appeared to be of a similar age to Hubert. He grew his white, strong hair to his waist and wore a robe full of geometric patterns.

He looked like the top boss of the academy.

As the Headmaster took the lead in walking inside, students in school uniforms appeared in a row. It was a magnificent appearance, worthy of the alumni association of the most famous academy in the empire.

Yvette watched them enter the party with great tension.

It was finally time to find Kerbel.

* * * *

The Alumni Meetings of the Luhen Academy, which has been in tradition for 100 years, boasted as spectacular a scale as its reputation.

The only people who attended the alumni association were those who were famous in their respective fields. There were not many places to meet so many talented people at once.

So it was an opportunity that students at the Luhen Academy could not miss.

Entering the party venue, the Headmaster gave a simple greeting and then stepped aside so that guests could freely interact.

From that on, it was the full-fledged start of the alumni meeting.

When the Headmaster of the board left, students and graduates mixed up and started to talk. Some of them were family members of each other, and many of them were new to each other.

'Other people must have also received letters asking to take good care of students just like me.'

Yvette quickly emptied the glass of champagne in her hand, cleaned it up, and looked around the party hall. A few minutes ago, she was with Noel, but he was caught by other nobles and had no choice but to part for a while.

Of course, it was good for Yvette.

It was because an opportunity to find Kerbel without having to mind Noel’s attention on her.

'Please be in here.'

Yvette prayed earnestly in her heart.

I don't know who the god of this world is, but I wanted anyone, whoever it was, to show me mercy at least once.

She was about to close her eyes and put her hands together to pray.

"What's this?"

A soft voice was heard behind her back. As soon as she felt a presence, Yvette opened her eyes wide.

'No way.'

She turned around in half doubt, and finally, the young boy she had been looking for came into her eyes.

The boy looked between seventeen, eighteen at the most.

Unlike his fragile appearance, which seemed to fall down with a small push, his eyes were the sharpest among those she had ever met.

"I came here because I thought I could smell something from somewhere. Were you the culprit?"

The boy glanced through Yvette with a smirk, he looked as if he were stabbing a person with his eyes.

"I think you are one of the Blanche’s child. Are you still alive?"

She flinched at his slow murmur. It was a moment when doubts turned into conviction.

"...Kerbel Petoras?"

Surprised by her question, Kerbel opened his eyes wide. Then he rolled up the corners of his mouth with an amused look.

"Kerbel. That's a name I haven't heard in a while."

The real Kerbel is here!

As soon as Yvette heard his words, she called for joy inside. She was half-confident until she bumped into Lilliana earlier. After all, god has not abandoned her completely.

"Since you know my name, I guess you have business with me."

Kerbel asked in a drowsy voice. He didn't seem to care much even though he met the opponent he cursed himself.

"...First, let's go to a place where there are no people. I don't think it's something to talk about here." (Yvette)

Yvette looked around quickly before answering his question. Some aristocrats who were already recognizing her caught her attention.

"Follow me this way." (Yvette)

She hurried out of the party hall.

"It's annoying to go far away. Why don't you just talk here?"

Kerbel stopped following her and stood towering in the hallway. Then Yvette, who stopped along with him, frowned.

"...There are a lot of eyes here, too".

"It's easy to solve".

He smiled and flicked his finger. Then it everything became quiet as if noise had been blocked.

"Now no one can see us or overhear our conversation. This is enough, right?"

"...That thing just now. Is it magic?"

When Yvette asked as if she was curious, Kerbel shrugged slightly as if this was nothing, he looked relaxed.

"So, why did you come to me?"

Kerbel leaned against the pillar and looked at Yvette. As soon as he got to the point, Yvette unknowingly swallowed dry saliva.

Now that I’m in front of him, I’m terribly nervous.

Although he had the face of a sickly boy, Kerbel was the strongest wizard in the world. Perhaps that's why. Even though I was just standing, I felt a strange sense of pressure from him.

'The last boss is definitely the end game.'

If I made such a careless remark in front of him, I felt like I would become dust without realizing it. But even so, I had to say what I had to say.

That's why I came all the way here.

'Let's not be scared. Either way, it's the same if you don't say anything.'

After taking a deep breath, Yvette opened her mouth.

"As you said, I'm from the Blanche’s. I’m also a person who suffers greatly from the curse you've given to my family."

"Hmm. Was the curse still going on? I thought they were all dead a long time ago. That's unfortunate."

Kerbel muttered in a tone of no regret. Unlike his boyish face, the words he uttered were brutal.

"Listening to that, I can roughly predict why you came. I came because you wanted to solve the curse, right?"

"You know it well."

He smiled at Yvette, who replied quickly. His bright red eyes sank grimly.

"But what should I do? I have no intention of lifting your curse."

He spoke in a shameless way. No guilt or regret could be found in his face.

'...How can there be such a crazy person like this?'

Yvette stared dumb folded at such Kerbel.

In the original work, he appeared as a character without empathy. He was only 'human' in front of Liliana. He has lived alone for nearly a hundreds of years only for her, there’s no way he could be normal.

'Let's hold it in. We have to hold it in.'

Yvette tried to calm herself down and continued to speak calmly.

"...Why can't you release it? There must be a reason."

"If I release the curse on you, I may have a troublesome problem."

He replied with a small yawn. Unlike Yvette, who was burning inside, he looked very easy-going.

"So, what's that troublesome problem?"

As Yvette continued to question, he shook his hand as if he was lazy to answer.

"Just think your ancestors had an unfortunate encounter with me. That's what life is like."

In that way, he straightened his posture, as if he had lost interest in the talk, boredom appeared on his face.

"I was wondering what great problem you had to come see me for. It wasn't much."

At that, Yvette couldn't hold back and screamed.

"What do you mean it's nothing? You're killing me right now!"

-to be continued

Translated by I.

Not 100% correct

Credit to the Author

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