
After the incident, Amora learned more about the spirit. He must be strong, at least learn to maintain his family now. I don't know what happened to him. Maybe he was dead because the one thing he remembered was his own death.
A week after the incident, Chandler prepared himself to go to the Academy. She started sewing special clothes to go le academy. Amora happily accompanied him.
It was seen that the noble children who were going to the Academy were also there. Some were women who looked at Chandler with admiration.
"Well, is he the son of Duke Thedelso?" said a noble boy in the middle of the crowd.
"True, his white hair was really smooth, I didn't expect to see him" said one of the others.
"Look around, her body is really full, even though she's still our age."
"His face was also handsome, roughly who was lucky to marry him."
Conversations of noble daughters who were amazed by Chandler. They don't know if Chandler is just the second male of a story. His perfection of face, body, physique, academy, even swordsmanship all disappeared just because he was not the main character.
'So like this is the life of a side actor, without seeing anyone else. I did not really highlight Chandler's life in the story, even now a blankspot for my own story, ' Inner Amora muttered seeing their admiration for Chandler.
A little guilty feeling to Amora. Maybe he was too fond of the love story of Diana and Theodor. Without seeing the consequences of what he bears, the life of a side character can be even heavier than that of an ordinary person in his novel life.
"Ep.. Excuse me," call someone who makes Amora wake up from her daydream.
A boy who seemed to be shy, looked at Amora doubtfully. "Can I sit there?" ask her.
"Oh, why didn't you say that earlier. Sit down" replied Amora. Pat an empty spot next to her.
"Thank you very much" he answered.
Nervously he stepped. Sitting next to Amora, her body looks very tense making Amora unable to speak.
"Are you going to sew to go to the Academy?" ask the boy back.
"No, the one who was sewing was my sister" replied Amora as she pointed to the room where Chandler was being measured for the manufacture of her clothes.
"I too, am here to take my sister" he replied. "Whoa! Sorry for my disrespect, I should have introduced myself first. My name is Tremy Schwarz, the first son of the Schwarz family. And there, there was my sister the first daughter of the Schwarz family" Tremy explained.
Amora was silent, her lips slightly opened. Didn't expect him to meet with another side character so soon. Even Amora couldn't predict it before, she would meet with the Tremy Schwarz.
Tremy Schwarz was the second son of Viscount Schwarz's family, a family known for making high-quality sword-like tools. Light, but strong and deadly even the equipment for the palace soldiers made directly from this family.
Who would have thought, this timid child would become a tyrant in the future. After Theodor ascended the throne he wanted to do a thorough cleaning. Even Marquez Schwarz's family felt the cleanup. For this reason, Tremy staged a rebellion, and Chandler finished the rebellion.
'Is he really a Tremy Schwarz?' inner Amora looked carefully at the face of Tremy. Amora's hand involuntarily began to hold onto Tremy's face. He glimpsed, starting his cheeks, eyes, and nose. 'Seeing from anywhere will still look like Tremy, but is it true that Tremy will become a tyrant in the future?'
"What are you doing with my sister, miss?" said a woman by placing a fan right in the hands of Amora who was holding the face of Tremy.
Looked like a girl, Chandler's age. He had a cold face, looking like he was quite arrogant.
"I asked, is your gentleness like that? Can you take my sister's face off?" said back.
'Sister?! She is Amelia Schwarz!!!' amora's eyes were opening, clearly a surprised face from her.
"I'm sorry, I'm just curious about her face" replied Amora nervously holding onto her dress.
The first sweat started falling off Amora's face. It was clear that his hand was wet, with the grip of the hand that he had done to his style. How not, when he met with one of the reasons why he could die.
Amora remembers clearly, Amelia was fond of Chandler. However, Chandler never considered it, even tend to ignore it. He often shows that liking, raw Chandler rejects it. Unknowingly the unreasonably jealous attitude of Amora makes a plan to poison Diana. Indeed the effort failed, especially the fact that Diana was a sanitist. Instead of being accused, he gave it all to Amora.
"I've never seen you, where are you royalty?" amelia asked looking at Amora with a low gaze.
"Sister, don't be like that, she said that her brother was here."
"He dared to touch you, you're a Tremy boy, don't let anyone touch you carelessly."
Truly a powerful aura, it was obvious that he was the leader of the upper class. Amora was silent, she had not expected that there would be such a meeting. Amora was nervous, her lips as if locked making Amora like a freak there.
"Are you deaf? I'm-"
"I'm sorry, did my sister make a mistake?" the words of a boy that made Amora calm.
Chandler clearly came, turned his back on Amora and smiled in a knot towards Amelia. The gaze of Chandler did look friendly, but behind it emanated a dark aura that made it clear Amelia was instantly silent.
"It turns out it's you, sorry for my disrespect Mr. Chandler Thedelso," Amelia replied as she bowed.
'She was really great, how not she was still calm despite looking frightened, ' Amora's inner looking from behind Chandler's body.
"It's okay, did my sister make a mistake?"
"Nothing, it's just that he's holding my sister's face. You know, it's disrespectful to the nobles."
"He's a little kid."
"My sister is also a child, by the way Mr Chandler, sorry for my disrespect but I've never seen your sister before, is she really your sister?"
Chandler was just silent, he started to clasp his hands firmly. Chandler seems quite unhappy with Amaya, "You're not part of the Thedelso family, do we have to tell everyone what's going on there?"
After the debate Amora immediately pulled Chandler to leave. It wasn't Amelia that scared Amora, it was Tremy. He was still smiling looking at Amora. Although he looked weak, he was like an animal. They stalk the enemy and eat it. Feeling goosebumps for Amora, especially she does not know clearly the childhood of Tremy.
"Tremy."
"Yes?"
"You like him?"
"Enough, he's interesting."
"What if we change plans. I approach her brother, if he doesn't like you to do it. Sometimes, women are more concerned with feelings than logic."
"I understand, of course Brother."