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Raeliana, this is Freese Eriteal.
I know you suffered through a terrible experience with the Brooks scandal.
Have you been well since then?
I have enclosed the invitation to the gathering that I promised you.
Thanks, Freese!
Now Noah will owe me one!
I look forward to seeing you at the monster hunt.
Right, the monster hunt...
A three-day event held every year in the Sycret Mountains
in preparation for winter.
Monsters come down from the mountains looking for food in winter.
The hunt is a state project held to stop them from attacking citizens.
Nobles famous for their combat prowess participate,
and they offer the monsters they caught to the lady of their choice.
But I'm told Noah has never offered his monsters to anyone,
so it has nothing to do with me, right?
These are... the letters I wrote to Beatrice?
They were returned? But why?
The name and address are correct.
Was there some reason she couldn't receive letters?
Surely not...
Originally, what prompts the protagonist Beatrice to return from abroad
is Raeliana's death.
But Raeliana survived.
As things stand, Beatrice will never return from abroad,
which is why I sent letters.
I wouldn't think a story change as minor as receiving a summons from Raeliana
would have that great an effect.
In fact...
I only acted because my life depended on it.
I never had any intention of ruining this story.
Yet...
If my surviving caused some fundamental change in the story...
My lady...
y-you have done lovely work... but...
Huh?
If you intend to present it to the duke,
why not use the bamboo-leaf oak and birds depicted in his family crest?
Though, to my knowledge, the duke has never accepted any handkerchiefs
presented to him by ladies...
I never intended to give it to him, actually.
But you are his one and only fiancée, after all.
Isn't it normal to have only one of those?!
What kind of scumbag does she think Noah is?
I had heard that he'd be busy because of the monster hunt, but...
Still, I've never seen him sleeping like this before.
He was born with such good looks.
He could act like he enjoys life a little more.
Then again, he is the leading male in this story.
In the end, he ends up with the female lead in a happy ending.
With Beatrice Tranche.
They first meet as a result of a misunderstanding,
giving them a terrible start.
But for some reason, Beatrice is drawn to him...
They continue to be met by one chance encounter after another,
and then, one windy day, as her hair flutters about her face,
Noah suddenly murmurs her name as he falls in love with her.
Beatri—
Raeliana.
Huh?
Raeliana?
Uh... I-I was...
What excuse can I even make here?!
He caught me sneaking a look at his face!
That he just looked so handsome in his sleep?
No, no, no, no, no!
Are you not feeling well? Your face is very red.
That's just... um...
I-It's just hot.
Ouch!
Noah!
Sneaking a look at someone's face as they sleep, eh?
Led go ud me.
"Led go ud me"?
Led go ud me... please.
Don't you mean, "I'm sorry"?
What?!
And he watched me when I was sleeping before, too!
How did sneaking around like that make you feel?
I had no idea you were into such things.
I'm... sorry.
Good enough.
Raeliana?
He's so infuriating!
Not bad at all.
It's extremely cold where you're going.
This is the bare minimum you should wear.
With all this on, I feel like summer's already here.
You mustn't underestimate how cold it is in those mountains.
In Sycret, people freeze to death even in autumn!
I won't even be able to eat on my own in all this.
Please place your things here, my lady.
Good morning, my lady.
Good morning, Gideon.
I've heard where I'm going is very cold.
Yes, in Sycret, people freeze to death even in autumn.
That again?
Are you sure you won't be coming, Brother?
All the combat veterans will be there.
I only just returned from my trip abroad.
Let me have this break.
I'll be on my way, then.
Take care.
This concludes the opening ceremony.
I wish you all the best of luck.
I guess it doesn't even matter to them whether Noah has a fiancée or not.
My lady?
My lady, you're looking very... warm today.
I heard it would be cold here.
Yes, in Sycret, people freeze to death even in autumn.
Is that Sycret's official slogan or something?
My lady, your hand, please.
Huh?
A vow to a lady?
Will you be participating in the hunt, as well?
Yes.
I had no idea...
I didn't make a handkerchief for you.
That's all right.
I didn't come here just to receive a handkerchief.
Still...
In that case...
This is enough for me!
Dame Ansley...
Well, wish me luck.
What a dreamboat...
Raeliana...
Raeliana?
Noah...
You look very...
Warm, right?
In Sycret, people freeze to death even in autumn.
More importantly, aren't you forgetting something?
Oh, right!
Master Taylor, please wait just a moment.
Master Taylor?
Quite gutsy of you to give a handkerchief
to another man right in front of your beloved fiancé.
Oh? "Beloved fiancé"?
I do believe you are mistaken.
Should we not at least stick to the script we both agreed upon?
What is it you want?
A handkerchief.
I don't have one!
Then what's this?
It's Master Taylor's.
You and your little jokes...
He just never gives up, does he?
I thought it was your policy not to accept handkerchiefs.
I'm in the mood to accept one today.
But you turned them down from other people earlier!
I want one from my fiancée.
Oh, what shall I do?
I was certain you wouldn't want one.
Then I'll just have to accept this one instead.
Give that back!
He's never accepted one before in his life!
Where's this coming from?!
All right, fine.
More importantly, aren't you forgetting something?
Am I?
Well, go on! Lower your head already!
Oh, dear. Do forgive me.
What the heck?! He could just do it normally!
He's so dramatic!
Here.
Well, do be careful.
Is she asking me to bring back a dragon?
The air is so clean here.
This is my first time leaving the capital since I came to this world.
So this is the wall erected by the Granger family to protect the front line of Sycret...
Please be careful.
For you, I would give my very life.
They way they're acting, you'd think they were going off to war.
Stephanie Carlisle.
Christine Barkley.
It must be their first time.
You must try to understand if they seem a bit dramatic.
Vivian Shamal.
They gave Beatrice a rough time throughout the novel.
Raeliana!
He's just going to hunt some monsters. He'll be fine, right?
Miss McMillan.
Those are the claw marks of a creoder.
The lord of Sycret Castle, Jasper Granger.
It's a terribly fierce monster with the appearance of a black lion.
One might call it the true lord of the Sycret Mountains.
One day, I will capture it with my own hands.
That is my dream.
Miss McMillan...
Please come and have a seat.
I do appreciate the offer, but I humbly decline.
I'm not stupid enough to sit beside you.
Well, well!
If it isn't the Duke's fiancée!
You must sit in the center, of course.
Come, now.
Oh, yes!
In the last hunt, Lady Shamal was presented
with three high-ranking monsters, right?
Yes. I look forward to seeing how this hunt ends, as well.
I only pray that no one out hunting finds themselves in danger.
M-My, how admirable of you, Lady Shamal.
Oh, it's nothing.
Is she happy now?
Um, where is Lady Eriteal?
It seems she's caught a cold and won't be joining us.
What about you, Miss McMillan? Are you feeling all right?
With the Duke out on the hunt...
What a disgusting attitude. She thinks I don't know?
Whatever do you mean?
Oh, my!
Were you not aware that the Duke has never offered a monster to anyone before?
Miss McMillan has never been a part of the monster hunt before.
Of course she wouldn't know.
And it would seem she didn't have anyone to inform her.
Yes, it's true that low-ranking women don't usually come to the hunt.
There's nothing else to be done.
We shall have to teach Miss McMillan all she needs to know.
I'm quite all right.
Just the fact that the duke accepted my handkerchief is enough for me.
Incidentally,
I heard that he's never accepted a handkerchief from anyone before.
Is that true?
I don't know the Duke as well as you all do.
It's terribly embarrassing.
So might I ask you to continue teaching me so that, little by little,
I might understand things better?
Oh, dear. Have I said something imprudent?
W-Well...
If he hadn't accepted the handkerchief then,
it would put Miss McMillan in an awful position as his fiancée.
Y-Yes!
I'm sure he'll bring back at least one high-ranking monster.
Yes.
If he truly thinks so fondly of me,
that makes me happier than any number of monsters he could bring back.
And don't you think being loved by the one you love...
is much better than being loved by a hundred others,
Lady Vivian?
Wh-Why do you ask me that?!
I assumed you would understand better than all the other ladies.
Am I wrong?
W-Well...
It's common knowledge that Vivian has
been making all kinds of intense passes at Noah.
Miss McMillan!
It looks as if your salmon has gone bad!
Get the head chef out here at once!
Huh?
The Duke's fiancée has eaten rotten food!
This is an emergency!
Wh-What are you talking—
Perhaps you should rest in your room?
You mustn't overdo it.
Ugh...
The weather certainly doesn't look good.
I can't see the Wynknight crest.
Did he go that deep into the mountains?
The rain will make it difficult to walk, too.
And there are high-ranking monsters that are more active in rain.
I have a bad feeling...
Oh, dear! You should have dodged.
Indeed!
These girls again...
I had no idea your vision was as poor as your discernment.
Wha—
What do you mean by that?!
Don't feel bad.
Failing to consider your immaturity was my own mistake.
Seriously, who does something that childish?
What was that sound?
Ah, right.
It would seem the first group has returned.
That's... an affitee elk, if I'm not mistaken.
A high-ranking monster, I believe.
This is our top monster of the day!
I present it to the beautiful Lady Shamal!
Thank you kindly.
I present this to Lady Shamal, as well!
I present this to Lady Shamal, as well!
Thank you so much.
Noah's group is still out there?
Dame Ansley?!
Dame Ansley, are you all right?
Dame Ansley!
Where are the others who were with you? What happened?
H-Hell...
Hell?
Noah...
Episode Eight
Why Raeliana's Going to the Temple
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