The Gap Between You and Me - Chapter 89

Chapter 89

“Why did you do that?”

After the confrontation, Lionelli chased after the knight commander. He paused and turned his head to look at her. Her face was reflected in his empty, dry eyes.

“What do you mean?”

“I asked why you helped me. As Sir Ivan said, there are several knights in this order who are better suited to the role of Lord’s aide than I am.”

Lionelli said cautiously. She honestly didn’t understand. He and she met for the first time today. He had no reason to go so far as to help her by causing a stir On his first day in office .

“Help you? Did I help you?”

The knight commander asked. He wasn’t acting like he didn’t know what he just did. He really didn’t understand.

“I have never helped you. As I already said, I only picked the two most skilled knights in the group. If it had been someone other than Dame, I would have picked them without hesitation.”

A crude and truthful answer that was not packaged with good intentions.

“I must defeat Brimdel no matter what. To do that, I need more competent and skilled subordinates who can help me by my side.”

The knight commander, who had lowered his eyes for a moment, looked ahead again. The blue eyes were as cold as ice. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

“Do you think choosing Dame was a mistake?”

He asked slowly. What do you think, along with that unclear expression.

Lionelli felt her mouth go dry. She clenched her fists. She then spoke back to him.

“It is not a mistake. Lord.”

The answering voice trembled a little.

He didn’t help her. He just picked the most skilled knight in the group.

“I will give my life to help fulfill Lord’s will.”

It was the biggest compliment to Lionelli.

* * *

Lionelli opened her eyes. She saw a high ceiling painted white. Lying on the bed and blinking her eyes several times, she turned her head to check out the window.

There was a blue light in the sky. It was early in the morning when the sun hadn’t risen yet. Most people are still wandering in the land of dreams at such a time.

‘It must have been a dream.’

Lionelli lightly rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.

Dreaming about the day she first met the Lord. It’s inappropriately sentimental.

Lionelli laughed. Apparently, because of the successful capture of Brimdel’s capital yesterday and their victory, it seemed that she had been filled with emotions.

It was only a few months ago. However, perhaps because so many big and small incidents have happened in the meantime, it now feels far away as if it happened a very long time ago.

At that time, Lionelli had no time to care about anything. She was preoccupied with rejoicing that someone who finally recognized her worth had appeared after a long time. She had never imagined that half a year later, she would wake up and greet the dawn like this in a room in Brimdel’s palace.

Lionelli slowly raised her body. Perhaps it was because she had been drinking late last night among her fellow knights and Kustan soldiers, she felt even more sore and heavy today.

‘What would the Lord be doing right now?’

Lionelli recalled Edwin, whom she briefly met last night. Even though he achieved great achievements that will go down in history, he did not show any sign of joy at all.

As expected, he did not show up at the party where the Kustan soldiers celebrated their victory last night. Even though he was the person who made the biggest contribution to winning this war.

Lionelli’s eyes darkened. Soon, another fragment of memory flew into her confused mind.

‘Edwin? Why are you, why are you here?’

The last Crown Prince of Brimdel recognized Edwin, who had come to take his life in the last moments. With his complexion as white as a sheet of paper, he couldn’t get out of the great shock.

‘There’s no way you, Edwin, you, no one else, could be the Black Knight! You who used to be Redford, the royal family! There’s no way Redford betrayed Brimdel!’

The Crown Prince couldn’t give up hope that he might be able to live even when he was surrounded by soldiers with sharp swords and spears. By the time he realized that his hopes were futile, it was already too late.

‘Redford.’

Lionelli replayed the name the Crown Prince had uttered before he died. Come to think of it, she remembered something vaguely. Rumor has it that a few years ago, one of the venerable families of Brimdel rebelled against the royal family and was destroyed.

Little was known about Edwin. She only vaguely heard that he was from a foreign country, not from Kustan, and that he had fled to Kustan for some reason. She wondered, but wasn’t really sure he was from Brimdel.

‘No wonder, he knew much about Brimdel’s internal circumstances.’

Lionelli rolled her eyes in deep thought. Revenge on the royal family that destroyed his family. What better motive could there be?

It was only then that she understood why Edwin had been so engrossed in invading Brimdel, and why the superiors accepted him relatively easily, even though he was not from Kustan.

‘Since you have achieved what you wanted, will you feel a little relieved? If not…… ?’

Lionelli, who had thought that far, stopped thinking.

What is Edwin thinking? Or what was he feeling. She didn’t need to know about him. No matter what the past was, he was now the knight commander of the Kustan Knights, and she was one of the knights under his command. If he goes, she goes, and if he comes, she comes.

That’s all that matters. Everything else didn’t matter much.

Even though the fire was lit, the dawn air that touched her bare skin was cold. Lionelli shuddered and got up and threw a cloak over her shoulders. Then she walked over to the window and opened it wide.

Cooler air flowed in, clearing Lionelli’s mind even more. She inhaled and exhaled her breath slowly. She then looked out the window.

A world of blue light. A faint light was falling on it little by little. Lionelli’s eyes narrowed as she pursued the line between darkness and light.

Soon the sleeping world will wake up. The long night is over and the morning will come as always.

A new day was about to begin in this ruined country.