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nChapter 36

nIt’s noisy.

nWhile Aria was so sick that she couldn’t come to her senses, she heard a roar of words.

nShe began to hear words she did not recognize at first, little by little, like ice melting in a glass.

n“She didn’t say a single word of pain.”

n“That’s the way it is, isn’t it? My sister-in-law is naturally unable to speak…”

nIt was Lloyd and Vincent.

n“Who doesn’t know that.”

n“Then why do you say that?”

n“Just wondering…”

nIt’s like swallowing pain.

nLloyd muttered a little, almost as if he was talking to himself.

nAria was the only one who heard the words.

nShe suddenly felt as if cold water was washed over her and she came to her senses. He seemed to know that Aria was holding back her groans no matter how painful it was.

n“Right? What did I say?”

n“Alright.”

n“Why do you stop talking?”

n“Be quiet. It’s noisy.”

nVincent didn’t say anything for a moment, as he was embarrassed.

n“Who said about not getting married?”

nAnd he grumbled for a while.

n“The only ones who treat me so harshly are my brother and my sister-in-law.”

nWhen Lloyd stared at him silently, he shut his mouth.

nAfter that he was silent.

nPerhaps they were using Aria’s bedroom as an office, and from time to time the sound of turning papers and books could be heard.

n‘Why are you both here?’

nAfter a while, the sound of turning the paper stopped, and she felt a hand stroking her eyes.

n“Isn’t this exhausting?”

nIt was Lloyd.

n‘Did I cry again?’

nAria thought blankly.

nShe was in so much pain that the tears flowed, and this was something she couldn’t stand.

n‘Because I can’t make a sound, it seems like tears just keep flowing.’

nLloyd continued to wipe her tears with his hands.

nHis skin was rough, and Aria’s eyelashes trembled without realizing it.

nThen the hand which had paused for a moment, became cautious as if she was tickled by feathers.

n“Maybe she’s having a nightmare.”

n“Nightmare? Why a nightmare.”

n“Isn’t it natural to have nightmares if you keep staring at a sleeping person from the side and touching them?”

n“…”

nLloyd’s hand moved away.

nAria thought that the warmth going away was a little disappointing.

n“By the way, it’s a big deal because my sister-in-law is weak. She seems to be weaker than any other people I’ve seen outside the border.”

nVincent’s words continued.

n“Siren seems to have specialized abilities in the mind rather than the body.”

nAs if he was a student at an academy who was crazy about research, he finished analyzing the Siren with fragments of clues.

n“You two may have good personalities, but do you know that the other is the worst?”

nAt those words, Lloyd and Aria stiffened at the same time.

nVincent was so focused on the book he was reading that he couldn’t see it properly.

n“Worst?”

n“Yes. Put simply, it’s like this. Brother will be poison to my sister-in-law, and my sister-in-law will be poison to you.”

n“Is this kid going to be poison to me?”

nIt was a debate as to whether that could be the case.

nLloyd’s reaction was natural.

nVincent’s words were surprising even to Aria, who was determined to hide her powers.

n“Yes. Just looking at the siren songs I found in old books, my sister-in-law was born with the ability to stimulate people’s emotions.”

nThe boy then added, “Even if she can’t sing, you can’t fool the blood.”.

n“Therefore…..”

n“On the other hand, Valentine’s bloodline is very weak in mental strength from generation to generation, isn’t it?”

nThat was the price of accepting a power that exceeded the allowable range of the human body.

n“Easy to go crazy, easy to break.”

nAll of the past Valentine’s Grand Dukes were like that.

nIf the current Grand Duke was the most sane, then everything would be all over the place.

n“It means that if my sister-in-law wants to, she can dig into brother’s insides as she pleases, break it up, and shake it up.”

n“…..”

n“Or, even if my sister-in-law stays still, you will be swayed.”

n“It sounds nonsense.”

nLloyd didn’t pay much attention to it.

n“Well, I was just talking about possibilities.”

nAnd Vincent, who spoke up, was indifferent. Because he knew that Aria wasn’t like that.

n‘She was not the kind of person who can wield someone else’s weakness.”

nBesides, he didn’t think it would be a big deal because she couldn’t fully control the Siren’s abilities

n‘Easy to go crazy…… ‘

nBut Aria was different. The words ‘weak in mental strength’ touched her so strongly that it continued to linger in her mind.

n“Now, what more are you going to deny? Haven’t all the people addicted to your songs gone crazy!”

nSuddenly, Aria recalled the voice of Saintess Veronica in her memory.

nShe resented Aria while her golden eyes resembling the sun were drenched in water.

n‘Ah.’

nAria couldn’t have had a worse ending than her previous life, she thought.

nBut, it wasn’t. There was a really, really bad ending.

nOne day, Lloyd was addicted to Aria’s song and went crazy.

n‘It’s okay. Listening to a song once or twice doesn’t make you addicted.’

nShe thought so hard.

nTo listen to the song to the point of being addicted, they had to be constantly exposed to the siren’s song. Like the emperor who broke her leg, locked her in a cage, and made her sing every day.

nAs long as they don’t get too greedy, they won’t be addicted to Aria’s songs.

n‘Besides, I’m never going to sing in front of Lloyd myself.’

nThere won’t be any in the future.

nAria was relieved at that moment and relaxed her body.

nSleepiness came again, probably because she was unnecessarily nervous while she was sick.

nAria gave herself to sleep without hesitation.

n***

nNot long after Aria fell asleep, a doctor came to visit. Cuirre, who had become her doctor at some point, shook his head.

n“This is not a cold.”

nShe was rained on and the fever rose. But it’s not a cold.

n“Then what?”

nLloyd leaned against the wall, folded his arms, and asked. He glanced at Cuirre up and down with an unfavorable gaze.

nCuirre recalled memories of the past at that moment. The chilling memories of almost being killed for not being able to cure Aria’s eating disorder.

nBut this time it’s the Grand Prince.

n‘What the hell did I commit in my previous life?’

nBut things are better now.

n‘If Madam’s condition had not improved suddenly, the two of them would have threatened to kill me at the same time.”

nGrand Duke Valentine was now with Sabina.

nCuirre thanked heaven that the Grand Duchess had regained her health.

n“If it’s not a problem with the body, it’s usually the core that contains energy. It’s directly related to vitality.”

n“Energy.”

n“I think you should get a diagnosis from the shaman yourself.”

nCuirre shifted responsibility.

nAnd Carlin, who took over the baton of death, stood in front of Aria with a face lamenting his plight. After Aria had absorbed Carlin’s magical energy into her body, she sang forcibly, and she was lying ill now.

nBut Carlin couldn’t have told the truth.

nThis king’s donkey ears are cute*.

n“That, what… The energy in the Miss’ body got tangled up, so what, roughly, it came to be like this.”

nThe shaman, not particularly adept at lying, was busily working his brain.

n“How did this happen?”

n“It’s a mess.”

n“Can’t you explain it properly?”

nAria’s sleeping face turned pale for a moment as Lloyd gave off a low threatening aura..

nShe shook her body as if she had chills. Then he became quiet when he had spread the threatening aura.

nEven while sweating, Carlin was dumbfounded.

n“The Miss has very weak energy, right? Even if she has a great amount of natural energy, it can’t be controlled. “

nHe began to surround himself with roughly plausible words.

nIf he thinks about it deeply, it may sound strange.

n“Hmm, is that so?”

nLloyd passed it over easily. It was because he had never met a person with a low amount of energy.

nNo, to be more precise, it was because he didn’t care at all when he encountered such a person.

nCarlin knew that, too.

n“That’s why she should drink the energy stabilizing potion periodically until she’s well.”

n“It’s kind of like Valentine’s bloodline.”

n“Yes. What…”

nIn fact, there are many more similarities.

nThe shaman muffled the end of his words and then put down the potion he had brought with him on the table.

n“This is a stabilizing potion. I will tell the employees to give it three times a day.”

n“It’s fine.”

n“Yes?”

n“I’ll give it to her.”

nCarlin had no reason to stop him, who said that he would take on the troublesome work himself.

nCarlin said so, and then stepped down. Then he ran quickly and slammed the door shut.

nIt was like running away.

n“…..”

nNow there were only two of them left in the room.

nLloyd looked down at Aria, who had been asleep for a moment, then lifted one of the potion vials.

n***

nAt one point, Aria opened her eyes wide.

nFor a very severe illness, her head was clear enough to be refreshed.

nHow long has she been like that?

nAll of a sudden, the memories of when she lay ill flooded her mind.

n“Come here.”

nShe remembered the hand pushing her hair, wet from sweat, behind her ear.

n“Stay still.”

nIt seems that she struggled a bit and rebelled after waking up to take medicine.

n“Open your mouth. Take your medicine.”

nIt seems like she was held in tight arms.

nDid she forcefully spit out the spoon that had slipped into her mouth?

n“Swallow properly. Don’t.”

nA voice mixed with annoyance and irritation.

nBut he said in a calming voice when Aria gulped.

n“Well done.”

nAria doubted her own memory.

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n*) In the fairytale of the King with donkey ears, the hairdresser let out the King’s secret, but I guess Carlin didn’t do it because the King now was Aria, and her ears were cute instead? XD

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