My Strange Savior - Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Gregory’s lips, looking at the hand waving, lifted slightly.

“Well, see you later.”

“Yeah, take care.”

“Yes.”

alion tugged on Gia’s hand as they made plans for the evening without asking why.

“Why don’t you ask what’s going on?”

“Well… It seems to be because of the gun.”

Gregory might have expected Gia to ask at least once on the way up here. Perhaps Gregory seemed busy, as there was a need for many hands in transporting the dragon’s corpse.

Gia, who had guessed the reason in her own way, looked at Kalion’s hand, which still held her hand while she continued to stroke her hand. When Gia looked at the hand with veins supported by muscles like a man’s, her face slightly reddened.

Now that it was okay, Gia, who was still worried, lightly slipped her hand out of Kalion’s hand.

Before Kalion could catch Gia’s hand again as it moved away, Akin’s voice was heard.

“How about sightseeing the castle instead of sitting here? It’s not something to boast about, but our greenhouse in the castle is quite worth seeing.”

“Oh… S-sure.”

Gia replied bravely and stood up. Thanks to Kalion, the back of her hand could remain unharmed today. Gia expressed her gratitude and lightly nudged Kalion.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes.”

Kalion, who stood up obediently, reached out to Gia.

“Huh? Why? I can walk alone.”

The blinking eyes contained a real question of ‘why,’ and Kalion patted his neck with a grin.

“It’s a courtesy.”

“Suddenly?”

In response to Kalion’s urging gesture, encouraging her to shake hands while reciting etiquette, Gia awkwardly raised her hand over Kalion’s large palm.

“But is this etiquette?”

“Yes. It’s the etiquette of escorting a lady.”

“Why? I can walk alone.”

While Kalion thought there was a lot to teach from one to ten, he carefully chose his words, wondering if it wasn’t appropriate to hold the hand of another person.

Akin, who had been watching the two closely talking and whispering, stood up from his seat and headed towards the door.

“Shall we go?”

Taking Yuria’s hand, Akin led the way, and Gia followed Kalion outside the door.

“Look at that.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Ordinary ladies wear dresses and high heels. So, as a gentleman, you should properly support such a lady.”

“I haven’t worn heels or a dress.”

“You will soon. Didn’t I say I’d buy them for you?”

“Well… right. You did.”

Gia, firmly believing that Kalion wouldn’t talk nonsense, nodded in agreement.

“However, you shouldn’t just hold any man’s hand. It must be me… specifically me.”

Kalion, who had coldly watched a lady stumble in front of him at the ballroom, shamelessly taught Gia. Gia, cutely nodding in understanding, made Kalion’s lips curl upward.

“There’s a lot to learn.”

“I’ll teach you well.”

“Yeah, I’ll trust only you.”

Gia’s eyes, filled with trust, pleased Kalion’s heart. Being the only one in those sparkling eyes satisfied Kalion immensely. 

The behaviors of the two, who behaved like lovers, made Akin and Yuria’s ears stand up. Though not all conversations were heard, the two seemed to have an intimate relationship.

Unintentionally, Akin continued to speculate about the relationship between the two while making eye contact with Yuria. He then announced that they had arrived at the greenhouse and opened the door.

“Wow.”

Stepping into the warm greenhouse filled with all kinds of luxurious plants, Gia opened her mouth wide in admiration.

“There’s also a greenhouse in Bowers. I’ll show it to you if we go to the capital.”

Kalion, who had never set foot in the greenhouse at home, boasted in front of Gia.

“Really?”

“Yes, it’s full of colorful flowers.”

Kalion, though not interested in the flowers, skillfully spoke. He engaged in these petty actions, despising them, just to win the favor of the woman he liked. The man in love was unaware of the absurdity of his actions.

“Please have a seat here.”

Akin subtly indicated the center without expressing it. In the dome-shaped building, there was luxurious furniture arranged. When Kalion pulled out a chair for Gia, she just stared blankly. Not wanting to sit and preferring to stand, Gia was pulled by Kalion.

Although Gia considered these manners unnecessary, she recognized the need to observe them to some extent since she was in a different world. She reluctantly took her seat.

Wearing pants meant Gia didn’t need to be cautious about her movements. She observed Yuria, who sat somewhat modestly in front of her and saw her legs opening slightly.

Sitting uncomfortably, trying to keep her legs tightly together, Gia felt like dying even before a minute had passed. Kalion, who looked at Gia’s stiff posture and let out a low laugh, had the face of a man who didn’t know what to do but found a woman he liked cute.

“It seems like you two are very close.”

Akin observed the two with his eyes and brought up the topic.

“Well, it looks… rather, does it look like that?”

Gia, awkwardly using honorifics, responded to Akin’s words.

“Yes. Even to someone like me who doesn’t know, it looks extremely intimate.”

“Well… After going through life and death together several times, we became close.”

Gia replied nonchalantly and gazed absentmindedly at the prepared snacks.

The maids skillfully set up the snack table and soon brought tea cups.

Glancing over the table, Gia recoiled when she saw the cake. Sensing her hesitation, Kalion reached out without hesitation, cut a piece of cake, and served it on Gia’s plate.

“Yes, that’s right. Protecting each other’s lives and facing danger together made us close.”

Akin couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly at Kalion’s blunt response.

“I see. Did Lord Kalion and Lady Gia really capture the dragon?”

“There’s no way.”

“Then…”

“It would have been impossible without the help of the members and Shannons.”

While the two were talking about whatever, Gia, completely engrossed in the cake, looked up at the sound of her name. With a fork in her mouth, she stared at Kalion.

“Is it true that Lady Gia’s martial skills are on par with Kalion?”

Although he knew it from the official documents, seeing Gia in person made it hard to believe. Could she wield a sword properly? Akin had doubts about Gia’s delicate figure that seemed like it could easily break.

“Even if you came from another world… Isn’t it an exaggeration, even for someone like me who doesn’t know martial arts?”

Elegantly raising her teacup, Yuria spoke with a sneer.

There was a subtle sarcasm in Yuria’s words, scrutinizing Gia. Instead of showing any concern, Gia smiled brightly, and licked the cake off her lips with her tongue.

“It’s not a complete exaggeration… um, I do use some… strength.”

Seeing Akin’s sister Yuria, Gia rolled her eyes. It wasn’t easy to use honorifics with a woman who looked much younger than her. Still, she decided to go along with noble etiquette.

Gia tried to maintain the polite language, but as she spoke while eating, cream ended up on her lips. Watching this, Kalion’s hand carefully reached out to steal a kiss from Gia’s lips.

Observing Gia’s somewhat barbaric behavior as she ate with cream on her lips, Yuria sighed and lowered her teacup. 

“It’s hard to believe until I see it with my own eyes.”

“Even if I vouch for it?” 

Kalion, instead of Gia, who was engrossed in the cake, glared at Yuria with sharp eyes.

“I overstepped my boundaries. My apologies, Lord Kalion.”

“Don’t you think you’re apologizing to the wrong person?”

Despite the sparking tension, Gia remained carefree, smiling while looking at the cake. Akin intervened to mediate.

“Yuria, let it go. Lord Kalion, I apologize for bringing up unnecessary words.”

“No, it’s not necessary. I just hope that Lady Petra would apologize to Lady Gia for her rude comment earlier.”

“What? Me? Why?”

Gia, who had her mouth full of cake, hastily swallowed. Yuria, who sighed deeply, put down her teacup and looked at Gia.

“I apologize.”

“For me? I’m fine, really.”

Not understanding why Yuria was apologizing, Gia was confused.

“Well, then, I’ll get up now. I’ve lost my appetite.”

Yuria, audibly placing her teacup down, made her discomfort evident. Akin stood up abruptly, and Yuria’s cold gaze, perhaps angered by Kalion’s demand for an apology, fell on Gia.

Was she angry about being asked to apologize? Facing Yuria’s hostile look, Gia widened her eyes. If it were not for Gia, who was unfazed by such looks, she would have simply relaxed and observed Yuria’s beauty.

With flowing sky-blue hair as if it were infused with the blue sky and clear blue eyes, Yuria’s slender body and the precious dress that enveloped her seemed to exist solely for her. Whenever Yuria moved, the small jewels embedded in the lace sparkled. Her shoes, peeking out slightly beneath her skirt, were also undeniably beautiful just from the toe. 

Looking at them, Gia felt a twinge of envy.

In addition, the blue necklace and matching earrings that accentuated her slender neck enhanced Yuria’s charm even more.

“Wow… beautiful.”

Gia’s honest compliment unintentionally slipped out. Yuria, who was about to leave the greenhouse, was taken aback by Gia’s abrupt remark.

“Huh?”

“Oh… sorry. Is this also impolite? It’s just that you’re beautiful.”

Purely complimenting her beauty, Gia’s words were misunderstood by Yuria, whose expression became strange.

The eyes of Yuria, who was accustomed to being called beautiful in social circles, narrowed. Her eyes were sharp as she tried to decipher the intent behind Gia’s words.

“I said it’s beautiful because it’s really beautiful…”

Feeling unfairly treated, Gia pouted, but Yuria lowered her eyes, then suddenly lifted her head and turned away.

“Oh, haha… My sister isn’t usually like this… It seems like she’s a bit sensitive today.”

Akin, trying to somehow mitigate the atmosphere, expressed his resentment toward his disappearing sister.

“Did I make a mistake?”

“Not at all.”

Kalion shook his head emphatically, not at all like the pro-Gia partisan he had become.

“But why does she seem angry? Is she really angry?”

“Oh, no. It’s not like that. It seems she was preparing to meet a guest, and it was quite exhausting. As you can see, without a host, Yuria is in charge of managing the mansion.”

Akin, offering an excuse on behalf of his sister, gulped down tea on his burning throat.

“Oh, haha… I’m not as skilled as Lord Kalion, but I also handle a sword quite well. If you have time, Lady, would you like to spar with me during your stay?”

“That’s not possible.”

A refusal came from Kalion.

“What?”

Kalion hated the thought of Gia bumping into another man. Kalion, looking like a terrible jealous man, lifted his teacup.

“There’s a possibility you might get hurt.”

“M-me… are you serious?”

“Yes.”

Kalion, who was already reserved in his words, closed his mouth even tighter. Akin, who was originally awkward with words, broke into a nervous sweat. 

The greenhouse felt unusually hot today.