Do Flowers Bloom in the Fallen Land? - Chapter 105.1

“…Yes, thanks to you. Did His Majesty sleep in peace?”

“Me, too, I had a good dream thanks to you.”

“That’s a relief.”

For a moment, Seira felt the tension inside her gradually relax by the back and forth of questions and answers with him. Calrad seemed to think that what happened was just a dream due to the accelerator. It was such a relief for her.

As she smiled as if nothing was wrong, Calrad’s eyes also curved gently.

“You haven’t gone out yet, have you? Do you want to look around together?”

“Okay.”

Seira replied willingly because she wanted to move herself rather than make others do things for her, even getting clothed.

“I think I need to check the location for the moving magic circle. I’ll go ahead.”

When Louis said so and went out, Baron added quickly, “Then I will guard His Majesty and Duchess Askan.”

Calrad glanced at him, who seemingly have no intention of backing down, nodded.

“Anyway.”

Following Calrad, who took a step ahead, Seira stabbed Baron in the side.

“Why don’t you take that apron off and go?”

Hearing her mischievous tone, he clasped tightly the fluttering cloth tied around his waist.

“There’s a sad story behind why I can’t take this off.”

“What? Don’t tell me you haven’t resolved it yet?”

When Seira asked in surprise, Baron nervously swept his hair.

“I don’t think it’s because of rut… Seira, stop looking at me like that.”

Seira withdrew her gaze when she saw the part where the fabric was bulging.

“There will be suppressants in the supplies that the troops will bring, so cheer up until then, Baron.”

Baron answered with clenched teeth, “Thank you for the encouragement.”

Calrad only walked quietly, and didn’t intervene in their conversation. But Seira could easily guess that his nerves were all over. This was because whenever she gave Baron a friendly joke or burst of laughter, his fingertips flinched.

‘He probably doesn’t remember as much as I do, right?’

Wasn’t he the one who inhaled the most accelerators? Her prediction was that Louis would’ve been the first to come to his senses, and that Calrad was the last one.

Seira decided that she’d no longer be conscious of Calrad. She shook her head of the hazy afterimage and focused on looking around.

‘Is this the pirate’s den?’

The place she woke up at only looked like a home clumsily maintained. It seemed that it could do a bit more than protect itself from wind and rain by piling it up with planks and stones.

“Did they lock up all the people who remained here?”

“I heard so. There were only about 20 people.”

“Just that?”

“Because they’re not the type who’d normally live with a family. It seems that he took the women he’d caught and made them his wife or shackled them like slaves.”

So that was why she couldn’t get proper women’s clothes or underwear here.

“Bastards…”

When Seira grated her teeth and cursed, Calrad’s shoulders stiffened. Although it was purely an expression, it seemed to sound very harsh by the standards he was born and raised in the palace.

“Now that we’re here, shall we take a look at the village that was said to be empty?”

“Sure.”

Calrad naturally agreed to Seira’s suggestion.

“Has His Majesty gone there already?”

“I only checked from afar to see if what the pirates said was true. I certainly didn’t feel any human presence.”

Unlike the pirates’ home base that was secretly settled under the cliffs, the inhabitants of the island were on the gently sloping coast.

“To think of living on the same island as the pirates… it’s just unimaginable.”

Baron smiled bitterly and made a remark out of Calrad’s words.

“It would’ve been mutually beneficial. There must’ve been something they needed from each other.”

Seira and Baron, who had lived among mercenaries, knew to some extent about the living situations of those in remote islands. There must’ve been those that thought the pirates were better than the vicious lords who exploited them without paying attention whether they starve to death the next day or not.

They reached the village entrance. Looking at it, there seemed to be about 30 households.

“Wait, stop.”

Seira tugged Calrad’s sleeve, and raised her power as she stood behind him. When she amplified her power ‘calculation’ and searched the entire village area, she detected black magical power.

“Black magic is hiding.”

“…What?”

“Second from the end, a house with blankets all over it. I think it has the ability to hide. Judging from the amount of magic… intermediate level.”

Baron, encouraged by Seira’s words, nodded.

“Confirmed. I’ll remove it right away.”

“No, rather than that, I think it’d be better to find out how the beast came here.”

When Seira touched Muror to return to its dagger form instead of the Illuminum she’d left behind, Baron grabbed her hand and held it.

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