
...—Ereth City, Aubert— Family Administration Region...
...—7 September 1238—...
"Have they both slept?"
In the middle of the dark hallway, to the figure of a white-haired woman who had no more height than him, Ares asked worriedly, not wanting if the quality of sleep of his two children decreased.
"I entrusted them to Esther." With a smiley answer, Excel's words implicitly answered her husband's question, "No need to worry about them when you wake up, don't you know if Raze and Orcian have a special affinity with Esther?"
"All right." The warm hands pull Excel's palms, leaving the door of the recently closed room and into the depths of the palace where access to the basement is located.
Passing through a dimly lit hallway, having only a few lantern lights attached to the wall that felt increasingly sparse, Ares and Excel stepped in hand-in-hand, even without a word that fills the quiet atmosphere between the two.
A day had passed since Ares' group stopped by his hometown, Ereth City, to regroup with the main caravan that was supposed to be the caravan that Ares was in.
Very different from his other mistresses, Esther—which incidentally has been considered to be a concubine—have its own closeness with his two children along with Excel.
Despite having met and played together for a period that can only be said for a while, either last year or this year, Ares can judge if Raze and Orcian have a comfortable feeling when together with Esther, although Ares considered that there was an impropriety from the actions of his two children.
Of course, Loic had also departed from the capital with the main caravan, who was still conversing with Elsa in a private room. Moreover, Ares has decided the wedding date for the two to be done soon in the City of Ereth, although he regretted not being able to attend it and could only send a representative.
The mossy blackish iron door that seemed seedy had been in sight. Staring at her in astonishment, Excel clasped her husband's hand tightly, expecting him to pause his footsteps.
"What's wrong?" ares asked, a little confused by something his wife was doing.
"Darling... actually..what are you going to do?" ask Excel again.
If you think back...
I never once told the truth about myself coming from another world...
In fact, I'm pretty sure that Excel felt the changes in Ares' character and personality at the Academy before I took possession of this body and after that when Ares graduated...
Even so, Excel never once questioned that and still loves me sincerely...
Should I... tell her my true identity?
Ares was momentarily silent. A faint fear looms over the mind, Ares is very worried because Excel has a high possibility of leaving.
However, Ares understood that he could not hide it to someone who had become his wife, given birth to his children, and cared for them with affection.
To his wife, Ares discovers something he can call a "home" in this world.
The palm of the free hand was slowly turned upside down, clenching tightly due to such a heavy feeling of guilt. Ares decides to tell the truth only to his wife.
Although Excel may leave, though Excel may also fear him, Ares has made up his mind, accepting with great courage whatever his wife will do to him.
"I'll tell you later." Ares once again stepped up, pointed a large key and inserted it into the hole in the middle of the blackish-iron door.
CLACK!
Hard, as if it had never been opened by anyone. The surroundings also looked very supportive, even Owen, the Chief Servant of Ereth City Castle, was, never once visited a passageway that would lead to a hidden basement due to a ban from Ares a few years ago.
GRAK!
GRAK!
GRAK!
The door push is heavy, the cooperation of the two seems to require an uphill battle, although in terms of Ares and Excel statistics points are also among the highest status owners in the world.
"Be careful" Ares said, feeling so attentive that it causes Excel to brighten up.
With the light lighting support of the lantern, Ares and Excel clasped each other tightly, slowly descending by looking after each other with caution and high vigilance against animals that could have caused them injury.
Taps.
Plaque.
Taps.
Plaque.
Why are the stairs so wet?
Isn't this weird?
Also, I never saw the basement door I had just entered while exploring the castle while the world was still a game.
Despite having received memories from his previous soul, Ares stared at the stairs closely, a little confused because there were no waterways or other types of drainage around the basement he entered, even though he only made his face flat so Excel wouldn't worry about him.
Until a while, the long hallway welcomed the two who had just descended the stairs with the end of a wooden door, looking very simple like a country house in general.
However, along the two walls of the hall, some bluish lantern lighting illuminated, as if guiding them to the door at the end of the hallway.
"Did you remember when we headed for the Ruins of the Capital of the Holy Empire Regulus first?" Excel is a bit agitated, longing gaze fixed on some blue lanterns, nostalgic for her past with the man she loves so much.
"Ah, right. The lanterns won't go out." Smiling nostalgic, Ares again stepped up, pulling his wife's left hand lightly towards the door at the end of the hall.
Cclack.
"Eh?" Not only Ares, even Excel involuntarily let out his shock.
The light door opened, without even the slightest effort. Bring the two to a table with a wooden chair that looks very simple in the room.
On the table, a candle illuminates, as if to help someone who will read a slightly thick book on the table.
The hands of both of them were very sprightly, actually going to attack anything using their flagship weapon if it only looked something suspicious.
I guess, I can guess that Ereth City Castle is also a relic of the Holy Empire of Regulus...
A very surprising coincidence.
After making sure conditions were completely safe, Ares and Excel again let go of their grasp, together stepping forward to approach the table in the dim room.
Quickly, Ares pulled the wooden backrest of the chair, immediately sitting on it to make Excel slightly inflated both cheeks.
"Please, Princess." Ares called, clapping his hands over his thighs.
"Darling, you're very good at finding opportunities, aren't you?" Excel smiled wryly, not expecting that her husband would play "rogue" at times like these.
Sitting in his lap, Ares turned his head to look at the book from beside his wife's body.
The two took a deep breath, preparing to open up something that was very foreign to them.
Okay, let's do it.
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