Chapter 58

For Lifa, life in the royal capital was full of freshness and stimulation. There, were numerous things she could never see or experience through her whole life in her village.

Although she seemed like she had spontaneously forgotten about the state of affairs thanks to this great environment, she still wasnt able to enjoy herself from the bottom of her heart due to the considerable self-reproach she felt from troubling Harold with her careless conduct.

To get rid of these pent up feelings, all she had to do was to give him an apology, but whenever she met Harold face to face, she would give him a tit for a tat in response to his usual provocations, and she would always end up losing the timing to apologize.

And, on the third day of her stay, her heart was still unsettled. On this day, she finally had her first discussion with Justus.

It only lasted for an hour or so. However, it was enough to impress Lifa from how formidable Justus was.

He offered her new perspectives, and new ideas. One after the other, he found new ways to improve some points of Lifas logic that she had deemed to be perfect until now. Lifa felt guilty, but considering that this could improve her magic, her excitement far exceeded any shame or regret that she felt.

However, Lifas mood still hadnt cleared up.

Haaah.....

You dont look well, Lifa-chan. Whats wrong?

It was around the time the sun started setting. As Lifa was relaxing in a free space, a man who happened to be present called out to her. Even though she didnt remember his name, Lifa still showed a courteous smile.

The man sat down, facing Lifa, as if it were natural.

Nothing really....

(Lifa)

Earlier, Lifa asked the boss about the technicalities of one of her inventions, but it turned out to have more shortcomings than she expected so shes feeling a little down.

Mister Justus is really merciless...

(man)

Elu nonchalantly sat next to Lifa and joined the conversation. That was a lie made up so that the man wouldnt inquire too much. The last few days, Lifa had started feeling like she didnt want to talk much with the staff members.

But if thats all, there is nothing to worry about. I thought for sure that bastard had given you a hard time.

And this, was the reason for her reluctance. The staff members always brought up Harold, in a more or less hostile way.

Their malice came to be because of Harolds inhuman behavior that they learned about from hearsay and his behavior in general, in other words, this was Harolds responsibility. She didnt feel like ignoring that and covering for Harold.

Harolds personality certainly was twisted, whenever he opened his mouth, all that would come was wave of sarcasm, cynicism, and scorn. She could understand how people would dislike him.

However, for Lifa, that wasnt all there was to Harold.

He took the risk of fighting a hydra for a request that was based on a mere verbal promise. And Harold kept his promise even in the state of emergency where two hydras appeared at the same time. If he really was evil, he would have immediately run away, and yet he helped without any hesitation.

Would an outrageous, selfish person, honestly keep such a promise? Lifa, at least, didnt think so.

He could have done it expecting to reap some returns later on, but in the end, this only served to help Lifas research, it didnt seem like Harold himself had benefited in any way.

Well, there is no need to be cautious, he hasnt done anything to us.

Thats to make you lose your guard! You should stay away from that guy.

The man insisted on how dangerous Harold was. For him, it was probably a fact, and he was likely really worried about Lifa and Elus well being.

However, that just made Lifa confused.

The man kept going on and on, hurling abuses about Harold. While listening to him, Elu questioned the man about why he was saying such things, so as to investigate Harolds past. It wasnt a conversation Lifa was eager to listen to.

As Lifa had such thoughts, she felt worse and worse. Or rather, she felt actually sick.

......Sorry, Im going back to my room.

Saying that while not paying attention to the twos voices, Lifa left her seat. Without looking back, she returned to the room allocated to her, lied down on her bed and pulled her futons blanket all the way up to her head.

This was a habit of hers.

Whenever she received a harsh scolding from her mother, whenever her research met a dead end, in short, whenever something bad happened to her, she would bury herself in her futon and try to calm her mind within the darkness. As she lied in her bed while holding her knees, various thoughts were going in circle inside Lifas head, she was thinking about her doubts regarding Harold, and about the regrets she had from her actions, but she couldnt reach a solution.

She didnt know for how long she kept doing this but when Lifa came to herself, she realized she had fallen asleep in that same posture. She had probably been in her bed for a while as she was sweating buckets and her shirt was sticking to her skin, making her uncomfortable.

She groaned a little as her face slowly came out of her bed. When she peeked to check the outside of her window, the dark veil of the night had already arrived. It seemed she had been sleeping for a quite a long time.

Are you up?

She turned over towards the direction of that voice, and there was Elu, who was reading a hardcover book using only the light of Lifas bedside light. Suddenly closing his book, Elu took a tray from a table and brought it to Lifa.

On the tray were a sandwich and a salad. Moreover, Elu poured some ice water from a jug to a glass and handed it to Lifa.

How are you feeling? I brought you some snacks, but if its not enough, Ill go bring some more from the dinning hall.

No, this is fine. Thank you.

Lifa didnt feel all that hungry so this was enough. First, she drank half of the ice water shed be given, and then took a deep breath.

Elu was watching Lifa with gentle eyes. Lifa was a little embarrassed from that gaze.

What?

It looks like youre worrying about a lot of things, I wonder if we could talk about that. Maybe Im putting my nose where it doesnt belong, but still.

Apparently, Elu had guessed what was going on in Lifas heart. Well, she wasnt particularly hiding her thoughts either as she wanted to talk to Elu about that.

While thinking this, Lifa slowly started talking about what was on her mind.

Elu, what do you think of Harold?

Are you asking me if the rumors about him are right?

Yes

Elu accurately figured what Lifa wanted to ask about. Perhaps he had held similar thoughts.

I dont really know. His manner of speaking is bad, and I cant say he has a good personality, but hes not a cruel man that you could portray as some sort of evil murdering fiend either. If I may borrow his words, it seems like someone has been spreading bad rumors about him.

Now that you mention, he did say that

Maybe that explained it all. In that case, maybe Harold wasnt such a bad person.

However, as Lifa started leaning in that direction, Elu pulled her right back.

However, there is no smoke without fire. Judging from his personality, it wouldnt be surprising if he caused some big problems here and there and accumulated grudges all over the place. Thats why, I dont really know.... Or rather, there isnt much that is known about Harold in general, so I cant make a verdict based only on the information I have on hand.

But you seemed to know a lot about him.

That was just based on rumors. Like with the tribunals case, his informations are usually kept hidden. Hes likely concealing them himself, but thats all I know, he probably has many secrets.

Harolds secrets.....

He was given the death penalty based on circumstantial evidence, without any positive proof. There was a high chance that the execution had been arranged by someone. Moreover, following that masquerade, he was sent as a test subject for the research center so as to avoid the execution.

All that Lifa knew about the situation was what Elu had taught her, but there were a lot of strange points to the story. Why did Harold wear a uniform of the Sarian Empire? And why did the man who was involved in the deliberations suddenly lose his mind when he was asked about the case? There were too many mysteries remaining.

And at the very center of all this, was Harold. Lifa couldnt even guess how many secrets Harold really had.

Maybe its going to be difficult to not be influenced by the voices surrounding you, but remember you can decide what to do after evaluating him with your own eyes. Thats your privilege as a person who gets to be near Harold.

...... Yes, youre right. Thank you, I feel a bit better.

Thats great.

Now that Elu brought that up, Lifa realized how right it was. Lifa always did what she wanted to do without sparing a thought for the voices of the people surrounding her and whatnot. Even though she was told to stop trying to become an inventor, and that it was an impossible goal for her, she still made her own decision, went through with it and came to where she currently was.

She esteemed people the same way she esteemed an objects value, based on the well defined standards she had established within her. Or rather, thats how it should have been, but for some reason, when it came to Harold, she was completely lost.

(Maybe deep down, I just dont want Harold to be a bad person....?)

That thought suddenly crossed her mind.

He was shunned by his surroundings, excluded. He was solitary, no one befriended him or understood him. His circumstances were similar to Lifas, who was treated as an oddity in her village.

Maybe she had overlapped Harolds situation on her own, so she might have subconsciously convinced herself that if Harold was a good person, then she could prove that she was good as well. It was shameful but when she thought about it, it made sense.

What kind of man was Harold? She couldnt see his true colors. Lifa had only perceived the parts of him which appeared on the surface, she hadnt tried to understand his insides.

Because of Lifas nature, these thoughts became unbearable to her. In the blink of an eye, she ate up the sandwich and the salad in front of her.

Thank you!

You shouldnt eat so fast.

I want to go meet Harold, just for a short time.

At this time of the day?

Elu pointed at the clock while smiling wryly at Lifa who started moving in a hurry. The clock indicated that the next day was coming soon. Harold was possibly already asleep. Even if he wasnt, this was no time for visits.

And, what surprised Lifa the most was that she had been asleep until this time.

Yeah, Id probably bother him if I go now.....

Well, its a good time to go night crawling.

(Tln: Elu says Yobai, youre free to search that)

I wont!

I wont stop you, and Ill even keep it secret.

Keep this kind of solicitude to yourself!

While firmly retorting to Eus mockery, Lifa gave up on visiting Harold. Because of how late it was, Lifa decided to go to bed, but since she had been soundly asleep until right before, she had a hard time becoming sleepy.

For several hours, she kept turning around then staying motionless in her bed again and again. By the time the light of dawn started coming to the sky, she still hadnt been attacked by drowsiness. It was a familiar sky for Lifa who had many sleepless night from getting too enthusiastic about her research and development.

In any case, she wasnt able to fall asleep, so she decided to take a stroll and breath in the clear air of dawn, in order to change her mood. She left the room silently so as not to wake up Elu who was sleeping next door.

As a matter of fact, Lifa really enjoyed morning walks, it was refreshing to her. But, her village was small, the people there mostly made a living through agriculture and raising livestock, so they generally started their day really early. There were many families that started moving even before dawn.

When she went out in that period of time, Lifa, who was isolated in the village, stood out whether she liked it or not. She could only go out normally after sunset.

Lifa didnt have to live such a rigid life here. She was slowly going around the research centers premises at her own fancy.

At that time, her ears picked up the sound of wind being sliced. Lured by that noise, Lifas feet changed path towards a sheltered place, separated from the research center.

There stood Harold, who was freely handling two swords of different shapes.

It was captivating. Harolds sword handling was like a sophisticated dance that could fascinate any onlooker. When he killed the hydras, Lifa was too close so she wasnt really aware of what was going on, and above all, she had been so frightened by Harolds overwhelming strength that her mind couldnt catch up. However, looking at him fighting again, she realized how beautiful it was.

It was the first time she felt the beauty of combat.

Lifa had no sense of how much time had passed. Her preeminent concern was just to watch Harold in fascination.

In the end, only when Harolds sword dance came to an end did Lifa come back to her senses. Harold put his two swords back in their scabbards at his waist with a cha-ching.

That was the signal that pulled Lifa back to reality, like a curtain coming down on a stage she had been absorbed into. Then, she suddenly recalled her original purpose.

It was still early morning so there were no onlookers. It was the perfect opportunity for Lifa to have a talk with Harold without anyone overhearing them.

His training seemed to be over as well, so talking to him wouldnt be a hindrance. Thinking that, Lifa took her first step forward, and almost simultaneously, Harold casually took off his shirt, exposing his upper body. He wasnt trying to display his body, it probably felt gross to wear the shirt as it was soaked in sweat so he just took it off. He surely didnt expect that someone was watching.

However, Lifa was taken by surprise, and just like that, Harolds exposed upper body was suddenly neatly burned into her eyes.

Because of his tall height, Harold appeared to be quite thin when he had his clothes on, but his body actually had no excess flesh at all, and his muscles were like a masterpiece of pure efficiency where flexibility coexisted with strength. His body was strong and yet elegant, as if it had been sculpted by hand.

Looking at this body of the opposite sex was just too much stimulus for Lifa, who had absolutely no experience with romance.

Her pulse jumped up. As she felt her blood rapidly rising, Lifa didnt have to look at a mirror to know that her face was currently bright red.

Harolds back was turned the other side so he hadnt noticed Lifas presence yet. She had to leave immediately, for both their sakes.

Though she knew that in her mind, she couldnt take her eyes off Harolds well-trained body. She had no control over her body, It was like her feet were sewn on the ground.

And, at last, Harold turned around.

The twos eyes met. Harolds deep crimson eyes shot right through Lifa. She had seen them many times so far, but right now, for some reason, she was entranced by those pupils that seemed to say I dont care about you, scum.

Lifa had no words. Despite all the thoughts she had a little while ago about having a talk with him, she couldnt say anything, be it greeting him or giving him an explanation about her staring at him. Her heart was beating fast, and she just stood there, all she could do was to take slow breaths over and over again.

In contrast to Lifa who was in that kind of state, Harolds movements werent affected when he noticed her presence. He came up to Lifa with his shirt hanging on his right shoulder.

Lifas thoughts were boiling to the point where she couldnt even think about what to do or what was happening.

Harold finally arrived in front of her. Even so, he didnt stop walking, and the moment he passed by Lifas side, he approached his mouth close to her ear and whispered. Perhaps due to the intense exercise he had just been through, Harolds voice had a warm feeling to it as it reached Lifas earlobe.

Did you take peeping as a hobby? How splendid of a so called genius inventor.

As Harold addressed her with his usual sarcasm, Lifa felt a shiver going along her spine. It wasnt fear, but another sensation she didnt know.

Harold left her with those words and went away as if nothing had happened. Left by herself, Lifa sat down on the spot as if her back had broken down.

Strange. A strange thing she had never experienced before had occurred to her body. However, she didnt know the cause.

Even so, she was certain of one thing, and that was that she wouldnt be able to look straight at Harolds face for a while.