Obsessed with Regressors

“I think my mother is happy, no, I think she is happily married. They two get along really well.”

 

She looked at Sir Escalee, who looked distressed, and continued speaking. Mother and father exchange letters every day. To be precise, they wrote letters every day and sent them by mail every few days. The Biscons were poor, but she thought her mother was happy. Because she loved her father, and her father loved her mother. Of course, all her father had was a title and a face, but her mother completed the Biscon family by making up for what they lacked.

 

“Wouldn’t Julia be like that too? What if she doesn’t have it easy? It’s important to her that she’s happy.”

 

For her too. When she was contemplating breaking off her engagement with Awnings, she thought about what she could afford. If she had just pretended not to notice that Awning was mocking her and her family, she would have been able to live a prosperous life. However, she was a person who believed that a trustworthy spouse was more important in married life than abundance. Maybe it’s because that’s what she grew up watching. If Julia were anything like her, she wouldn’t be the right husband for Lord Escalee.

 

“But.”

 

Sir Escalee sighed again. Then he raised his teacup and said:

 

“Sometimes I wonder if I’m looking for a unicorn.”

 

Hmm. She was about to say that it would be faster to find a unicorn. It’s good to have hope.

 

“Julia will be fine. I think she’ll find out what she wants.”

 

She’s still wandering around with Lauren. That’s the same for her too. But they would find it someday. What they needed was more experience. More experience could be gained through more opportunities.

 

“Does Lord Lannon think so too?”

 

The story returned to Claire again. She wrinkled her nose at Sir Escalee’s question. She did not know. She didn’t think Claire would be unhappy if she married into a good family. In her dream, if her life was that bad, she could just marry another man. But Claire told her that she chose to become a knight rather than get married.

 

“All I know is that Claire wanted to change her life. That’s how she chose to become a knight rather than marry.”

 

A deep sigh flowed from Sir Escalee’s mouth. He looked down at his teacup, then stood up and said.

 

“It was fun to chat. Please stop.”

 

“Do you mind not meeting Lord Lannon?”

 

She was just going home for a moment, so she would be back soon. But Sir Escalee shook his head and said:

 

“Next time. I think it would be better to talk in a quiet place.”

 

Right. She smiled, understanding why Lord Escalee wanted to meet Claire. This was why she like him.

 

“Oh. Lord Psylocke will be visiting soon.”

 

Sir Escalee said from the front door. Lord Psylocke was coming to her house? Why? She didn’t know what that meant so she just opened her eyes wide. She heard that Lord Psylocke was demoted. From major to minor. She also heard that since he had basic skills, he would move up to the majors in no time. Of course, not within three months.

 

“Lord Esma ordered him to apologize to Oliver.”

 

This meant that they would be contacted, so not not be too surprised. She thanked him for the information and saw Sir Escalee off. Right. Lord Psylocke would come to apologize. It’s up to Oliver whether he accepted the apology or not. But she guessed he would because the tea that Lord Psylocke drank was very salty. Of course, how much he would cut would depend on his attitude.

 

Translator note: she means the punishment for what he did was so great that he doesn’t have any other option but to apologize to save face in social circles.

 

“Vix, is Oliver here yet?”

 

But until late at night, neither Oliver nor Lord Psylocke returned. When asked by her mother as she went up to his bedroom, she realized that Sir Psylocke had not visited.

 

“Yes. Should we send someone to the club?” asked the butler.

 

He may have fallen asleep while hanging out at the club. That was what had happened once or twice before. Then, he used to sneak in at dawn and throw rocks at her window.

 

“No it’s okay. He’ll come in.”

 

Her mother glanced at her as she said that. She guessed she knew that she would open the door for Oliver when he came in at dawn. She looked at her mother as if she didn’t know why she was looking at her. And she said good night to her mother who was going up to this floor.

 

“Miss, please sleep. I will wait.”

 

She shook her head at Vix’s words. Vix was also getting older, so he slept more at night. Instead, she got less sleep in the morning.

 

“It’s okay. I’m just going to read this book more and sleep.”

 

All they had to do was wait for Oliver to come back. Vix looked worried at her words. She was really only going to read this. She said, showing him the thickness of the remaining book.

 

“I only need to read for an hour.”

 

If Oliver didn’t come back by then, he would have a hard time waking her up. Vix said, shaking his head.

 

“Don’t sleep too late. “You have an appointment tomorrow too, right?”

 

She had both lunch and dinner plans tomorrow. She nodded and stood up holding her book. She was going to go to the bedroom, read it, and then sleep.

 

* * *

 

“You’re close to Count Burns, right?”

 

The next day, their lunch date was the White Rose Society luncheon. She, who was sitting next to Lisa eating well-grilled veal, turned her head to the question. Were they close? No one knew that he was courting her. Lisa knew even better. When she looked at her as if asking what she meant, she frowned for a moment and then asked again.

 

“How close is it? I heard a strange story recently.”

 

What did this strange story she recently heard from Lisa had to do with how close she was to Elliot? She said, putting down the fork she was holding.

 

“I think it’s pretty close. I think so. They seem like good friends.”

 

“Well, then did you also hear about how the dragon was defeated?”

 

How did he defeat it? She heard that it wasn’t exactly defeated. And they said no more. What didn’t surprise her was that Elliot never told anyone how he defeated the dragon. Not only that, but his men who ventured with him also remained silent.

 

“No.”

 

She answered like that and made a face that said, “What does that have to do with anything?” What does it matter how Elliot defeated the dragon?

 

“Actually…”

 

Lisa opened her mouth, looked around her, and then she leaned towards her. And she whispered in a low voice.

 

“There’s a rumor going around that Count Burns didn’t defeat the dragon.”

 

“I heard that too.”

 

“Uh? Is it so?”

 

A surprised expression appeared on Lisa’s face. Well, it might be surprising. Because everyone thought Elliot fought the dragon and won. There was a rumor that he received the title of count because he defeated the dragon and saved the country. She thought so too at first. But to be precise, he said he did not defeat the dragon. He said he calmed the angry dragon and directed its anger towards something other than Balcian. That’s all she knew. Lisa hesitated, then lowered her voice and asked again.

 

“The rumor is that there was another adventurer who went to defeat the dragon.”

 

Okay? It was surprising and at the same time, in some ways, natural. There were two dragons on this continent, and there was always someone who wanted to defeat the dragons to become a hero or rob the dragon’s nest to get a share. Of course, that’s what happens when you find the dragon’s nest. As far as she knew, Elliot was the only one to have found the Dragon’s Nest in the last hundred years. Has anyone else found the dragon’s nest? Also at the same time. Didn’t it happen that the location of the dragon’s nest was recorded somewhere that she didn’t know about? While she was imagining such a ridiculous thing, Lisa continued talking.

 

“But it is said that Count Burns sacrificed the adventurer who arrived first to the dragon to keep the credit for himself.”

 

“Do you offer it?”

 

How? Lisa shook her head at me who was confused.

 

“I don’t know the details. But there are rumors like that.”

 

It’s just a rumor. She asked with a frown.

 

“Where did this rumor come from?”

 

“That’s strange.”

 

Lisa’s body leaned further towards her. Now it would appear to others that they were whispering rather than just talking quietly.

 

“The Marchioness of Henderson.”

 

Marchioness Henderson? Was she talking about Her Majesty the Queen’s maid, or companion? When she looked surprised, Lisa also looked surprised. Why was Marchioness Henderson here?

 

“Uh, so Marquis Henderson knows that she found the dragon’s nest first?”

 

“I’m not saying who it is, but don’t you think I know roughly?”

 

Did she think she understood? How did she know that? That’s what she thought, but the next moment, she realized what Lisa was talking about.

 

Count Germaroth.

 

He went on a trip with his friends a few months ago and still hasn’t returned. And I heard that some of the people who went with him recently returned to the Germarot House. Not only that.

 

Miss Heinz from the ship said that her relative said he was going to slay a dragon and heard the story of a rich man looking for mercenaries. Count Germaroth was missing. His colleagues returned very quietly several months later. And Miss Heinz’s story. Combining these three things leads to one conclusion.

 

“Oh my god.”

 

She gasped. Count Germarot, that idiot found the dragon’s nest. And they gathered people together and went in, saying they were going to kill the dragon. The question was what happened there?

 

“Eugenie.”

 

Lisa saw her expression and quickly took her hand. And she asked cautiously:

 

“Do you know Count Burns well?”

 

That sounded like a question to her as to whether he was the kind of person who would sell Count Germarot to the dragon. Was that so? She thought of Elliot. Then she said, wrapping Lisa’s hand with her opposite hand.

 

“Yes. I know him very well.”

 

He’s not the type of person to do that. If the rumors were true, she would have reason to be convinced.

 

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Translator Note:
My, I’m sure Sir Escalee likes the female knight <3