In my previous lives, the first time a child's identity came to the surface was different.
At some point, about a month after the birthday ball of Violetta, the child's presence was first made public, and at some point, it was only a few years later that his name began to pop up on people's lips.
However, the day when the child was freed from the underground and was returned to the arms of the Callicia's was the same in her past lives.
Violetta Callicia's 22nd birthday.
Later, after announcing the existence of the child to the world, it was true that Violetta once again told everyone that she was about to receive a rare gift from Axion that day.
As evidence, Axion Berzet stood in front of Hilise like this.
And now Hilise was trying to rob Berzet's birthday gift for the Princess of Callicia before his eyes.
**Took... Took.
**Deng...
Something small and light fell to the floor, bouncing a few times, and the sound of rolling rang in the desolate room. Red jewels fell in the arms of Hilise, who was holding the child.
The new child seemed unconscious. Her arms were numb, but Hilise hugged the child without handing it over to the man in front of him.
(It's almost time.)
She could feel the beads that she swallowed a little while ago melted inside and slowly spread throughout her body.
"......I see. Obviously, the situation is a bit vague at this point."
Soon a slow voice came from the other side. There was no displeasure with the voice. Rather, Axion seemed to find this situation a little interesting.
"But there's no way to prove it now. So we can take the child with us to Callicia together, do you agree?"
Indeed, it was the most convincing way at the moment. Somehow, Hilise laughed quietly because the current situation was not unfamiliar. In fact, in her last life, Hilise met Axion here today.
And with him she rescued this child and took him to Callicia.
"Axion Berzet."
But once again, in this life, facing him, Hilise made the opposite choice.
"I'm sorry to make you waste your time, but I don't want to go with you."
Saying so, Hilise stretched out her arms to the side.
**Quang...!
The next moment, the wall that reached Hilise's hand was shattered.
Obviously, this place was underground, but the open night sky appeared over the wall that collapsed. The ground where this building was built was uneven. So if you look at it from the front, it belongs to the ground behind the building.
**Whoosh...
The blocked wall broke through and a stormy wind pushed through the gap.
Light pink, fine petals that don't fit into the abrasive space began to flutter aimlessly in sight. The images of the two people in the darkness were also revealed through the pouring moonlight.
Light red rose petals flew and clung to the long coat of the black-shaking man. His hair, fluttering among the petals, was black, resembling the surrounding darkness. The white moon-colored man's face looked cold and hard as if he had carved an iceberg. Under the thick eyebrows, which were furrowed, were studded with blue eyes shining like debris from the moon.
The image of Hilise standing against the backdrop of the night sky was captured in it. At that moment, an indescribable strange light came to Axion's face.
"You..."
Axion didn't seem to know that Hilise would choose such a radical approach. Besides, now she's got a look that doesn't go with this place at all.
Hilise, who came out of the room as she was, was wearing pajamas, and above all, bare feet, that even the gods didn't wear. White sleeves and skirt in the air. The wind and the petals whirled in.
The atmosphere surrounding Hilise was so quiet that it gave off a sense of alienation. Hilise finally talked and said goodbye to Axion.
"Then..."
At that moment, Axion, who foretold something, moved his body.
"Let's greet each other next time."
The hand in the black gloves immediately stretched out to Hilise.
**Whaaaaaaa!
But the next moment he touched them, it was not the human body that touched his fingertips, but the stormy blizzard of blooming flowers. The white-breaking moonlight and pale red petals intertwined and swirled in sight.
A moment of gaze met in the distant sight. In front of the calm golden eyes, Axion narrowed his forehead and opened his lips as if to say something.
But at that moment, Hilise quickly reconciled with the petals and disappeared from the spot.
After that, all that remained in Axion's hands were the moonlight in its place, are the petals scattering in the air, and the lingering scent of the delicate flowers hovering at the tip of his nose.
"Hah..."
Finally, a shallow sound came out of Axion's mouth.
(The touch of the moment when the person in front of me was caught in my hand for a while and disappeared in vain still lingered.)
Certainly, it was a loss that never existed in Axion Berzet's life.
He has never aspired to do anything in his life, but so far, there's nothing he couldn't get his hands on as he wanted to. But he didn't know he'd miss it like this.
A moment ago, a clear light passed by in the blue eyes that painted the afterimage of a person who touched the end of his gaze.
(That's right.)
Axion brought back the power he had left to rest. The petals clasped tightly in his hand melted into the black shadows surrounding him.
After a while, Axion's new form was broken black under the moonlight and disappeared.
His destination was Callicia, which was supposed to have been headed by the woman in front of him a little while ago.
Callicia's ball was held magnificently, as if to claim their existence. Fifty-two members of the ruling class attended the ball without omission.
There were, of course, the other four top families at the apex of the food chain. In Parvenon, Christian attended as a representative and drew attention as usual.
And now, he was getting out of the crowd and gazing dully at people walking around like ants in front of their eyes.
"Why don't you take care of your facial expression?"
"You're the only one I see, why bother?"
Christian was looking down the hall from a second-floor resting area. Because the resting area was subdivided into separate spaces like a terrace, there was no one beside him now except Lenoch.
"Even when you're sitting on the sofa with your chin in your hand, your eyes are loose. The boredom seemed to drop too."
Just a moment ago, it was an unbelievable attitude that he was smiling gracefully without any sense of incompatibility among the people who inflated their feathers. When Lenoch saw it, he quietly advised, but Christian slipped it away even.
Lenoch says the same thing twice because he hasn't seen Christian's ambivalence in a day or two. Besides, this time didn't last long anyway. The main character of the ball was about to appear.
**Knock, knock
Then, they heard a knock behind their back. Lenoch, standing next to Christian, walked and opened the door slightly.
"What's going on?"
"The head of Inoaden asks the Heir of Parvenon to meet."
Christian's lips, which were sitting with his back to the door, smiled obliquely.
Lenoch, who had been instructed in advance, nodded and opened the door wider. Diego, with a hard look on his face, entered as well.
"Long time no see, Christian."
Christian stood up to greet him.
"Yes, I've been in high spirits."
As they sat down, the two had a moment of casual conversation.
"I wanted to say hello when I stopped by Inoaden the other day, but you know, it wasn't a good situation."
Then Christian's natural comment made Diego's eyes a little sharp. Christian apparently visited the mansion while Diego was away.
(However, what happened at Inoaden's mansion, I thought it was a joke to talk about him in this way.)
At the moment, there was a lot of displeasure, but Diego leaned on the sofa without showing any signs of his displeasure.
"But why did you come all the way here?"
Christian asked, leaning leisurely against him.
"Since then, you have refused all my visits and have not responded to my correspondence."
Christian's expression remained unwavering, but smirked on the word that was uttered. Diego, as he said, had not responded at all to requests for visits from outside and letters.
The reason was, of course, Hilise.
"...And last time, my daughters showed such shameful things while you were visiting."
But he couldn't show it in front of Christian now. Diego peeked at Christian's reaction. Looking at the reaction of the person sitting opposite him.
"The kids were excited about my son's good news, and they wanted to play cute tricks on you."
For a moment, a thin smile rose around Christian's mouth.
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