Dear My Knight

3. Asherah Glade – (22)

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“….”

I accept the will of the young lady.

He was inclined to think that he would eventually accept the daunting position of Glaad’s successor due to the girl’s determination.

A worry that has been sitting on one side of one’s mind for a long time.

At the crossroads of a huge choice that could change her life, she eventually chose Glead.

In a way, by coercion.

I also felt like everything about me was caught up in someone’s intentions.

In the end, I also felt that I couldn’t resist this huge flow.

At the same time, I also remembered Azelan’s words that Lady Ashera is obsessed with me.

When I was conscious of her words, I felt the delicate body of the young lady in her arms.

She had a body that was so slender that she looked down at herself from sometime she must have looked up herself.

Feeling everything about her, she herself was solidified by Ashera’s words that she had just heard over and over again.

She chose to abandon the beliefs she had held for years.

Now I’m about to stop thinking about becoming a woman’s knight.

For some reason, that memory came back to me.

A promise from childhood.

A thought like a belief that has sustained him for the past several years.

—-The confidence to exist as a single knight.

How did the girl in her memories, whose face was now blurred?

Chersha Kalua.

However, the name remained in my memory.

Chersha She never thought that she would be remembering her own words by now, eight years later.

She hadn’t been able to make any contact or anything in the meantime.

Because the distance between the eastern and northern parts of the vast Chaldean Empire was such a distance that it was difficult to reach even without making a serious decision.

And when she was young, her own one-sided words were limited.

At that time when we were both young. She had an uncertain future with nothing decided, and she didn’t want any definite answer herself.

She

She only spoke her words because she wanted to convey her own thoughts.

‘I want to be your knight.’

Now that I think about it, the girl in her childhood may have been just a dream.

A word that does not know the subject that a child living in an orphanage gave to a girl who was an aristocrat of the Mage Tower.

Her own beliefs that have been entrenched in her over the years.

She’s putting it down now….

She now leans into her own arms… Asherah, she thought that if she wanted, maybe she wouldn’t be enough, she was right here.

“Others in Glead will want you more than anyone else.”

The people of the Glaad family will naturally want Lady Ashera if Azelan leaves the family.

“They are not me… I will make sure to make it so that you can accept it.”

“After 8 years of training, and only now, I feel like I have reached the highest level.”

Even with the talent he has, if the lady is the sun, he himself is nothing more than a firefly.

“At 17, being at the top level is a talent that shines in its own right.”

“I know that even my teacher, Aizen-nim, doesn’t take me very seriously.”

My teacher with the highest position within Glaade. Aizen knew that he, her Asherah, regarded her as more special than anyone else.

“My grandfather… Since before, no one has thought of it as important except for me.”

She felt her breath as she tickled her breasts over her flimsy dress, but she still spoke as she thought of the words her young lady would not want to hear.

“Wouldn’t my humble birth hold on to Glaad’s ankles in the future….”

“Who would dare to say such a thing to you with the surname Glaade?”

A calm tone of voice that seems to soothe oneself.

In a daze at the warm warmth I felt from the body of the young lady leaning on her arm, she might have been uttering a weak voice.

Since then, she doesn’t have the confidence to handle her huge family name, Gleadra.

She felt that all the things she said to the young lady went round and round, and she felt that in the end she was talking to herself.

ㅡAsera Glad.

She is the blue flower of the north, and is even called a jewel.

Her Compared to her, there is nothing she is better at. She thinks so, so she continues to compare herself with her, citing reasons why.

So the seat of her successor. She didn’t know if it was right that she continued it herself. She kept thinking that way.

“Ed.”

He seemed to understand Ed’s thoughts. In a whisper, Ashera lifted her head from Ed’s arms and spoke to her.

“For a while… Don’t say anything, just listen to me.”

Ed looked at Ashera’s brilliant blue eyes, which seemed to embrace her starlight, and nodded her head slightly.

Through that small space where each other and each other’s faces are close enough to touch each other at any time. The two just stared at each other as if they couldn’t see their surroundings.

“… You are.”

She slowly opened her mouth as she stared at Ed’s figure, which seemed to fill her own eyes. He couldn’t bring himself to speak out, so he had to reveal what was inside of him and let him know.

“By existence itself. It is like a light to me.”

It seemed that several scenes came to mind just by spitting out the words contained in it.

He doesn’t lose confidence in the harsh environment he was in years ago and the cold looks of his family members.

He seems to be holding on to hope no matter what trials and tribulations face him.

In the midst of it, he feigns indifference and kills his emotions, but in the end he does not lose his smile.

“Sometimes it’s so dazzling that it’s hard to even look at it….”

I slowly and carefully caressed his face.

The sight of him coming in so close now caught my attention.

The eyes were no longer as troubled as before. Because those blue eyes, which had a different light from his own, were reflecting themselves extremely clearly.

He seemed innocent enough to be able to look so clean despite all the circumstances.

And while looking at him like that, he had to keep his mouth shut.

“How hard you must have been living in Glaade, and how much you must have hated Glaade… I can’t understand it.”

“I think that my words to you, to continue following Glaad, may have come as another wound to you, Ed.”

The answer he is thinking of, so that there is nothing lacking that I have not thought of.

I thought and looked at my words in his situation, and continued to think and think of my words given to him in the environment he must have been through.

That’s why he didn’t even know that he had been clinging to him for the past hour at intervals.

Forcing him to answer as if ordering the position of Glaad’s successor had no choice but to continue to be careful about it.

… Worst of all, he denies his words to the end.

I even thought of wanting to leave Glaade and continuing to ignore the position of successor.

In the end, he thought of his good heart and leaned cowardly.

That I will not answer coldly.

The fact that he will not coldly turn away from himself who keeps approaching him.

“That’s why you continue to compare yourself to me as you do now, worry and hesitate… It must be something you keep thinking about.”

Watching him listen to me without saying anything, I slowly took my hand away from my face, and instead raised his hand and brought it to my own face.

“Ed, you and I are different.”

“From the moment we first met 8 years ago, to the point where I wonder if there are any similarities even now after many years….”

Since he was a child, he has been dealing with mana, so his hands and body do not have any special scars.

And as a contrast to that.

“….”

When the situation was created as if his hand was stroking Ashera’s face, Ed carefully relaxed his stiff body.

“Really… This hand is different from mine.”

Ashera brought Ed’s hand to her own face while covering it with her own, and smiled bitterly.

His hand against his face was so hard and bumpy that, to put it mildly, I couldn’t say it felt good.

Who would think that these hands are the hands of a 17-year-old boy? It was natural to think that way.

From the feeling of those rough hands, it seemed to remind me of training by wielding a sword more diligently than anyone else every day.

“So, don’t compare me to you.”

Asera slowly lowered Ed’s hand and loosened it.

“Ed, you shine more than anyone else by yourself…. I don’t want you to lower yourself any more.”

Once again, she lightly grabbed his arm and pulled him toward herself.

I tried to make him look like he was hugging me. Contrary to her intentions, in the end, she seemed to be embraced by him again.

Over the years, he eventually grew bigger than he was.

“Beside you who will continue the Glaade… Because I will be there.”