The Chosen One Was Me, Not You

24 – {Worries of emotions} 2

{Worries of emotions}

As soon as she confirmed that it was her own illusion that she felt that he had suddenly become kinder, Yuria, who heard him suddenly and undeniably kindly, thought that he was making fun of her.

But at the same time, I also had mixed emotions.

Joy? Anger? It wasn’t.

I don’t know how to express this with so many mixed emotions.

But one thing was certain.

‘Annoying.’

I was annoyed because it seemed like I was in and out of people’s minds.

It was really complicated that I didn’t hate it at all.

After finishing the meal in such a mood, Yuria asked Theodore.

“Prince Theodore, how was the Assassins yesterday?”

To Yuria’s question, Theodore answered as if he had been waiting.

“12 People. Their skills were considered elite, but even so, it didn’t mean much to me, a special human who had to survive the most in this world.”

Theodore slightly mixed up self-praise, but Yuria still thought it was unlucky, but it sounded slightly different than before.

‘The hidden meaning of that word must have meant that the one who was really chosen was himself.’

But that was not a reason for her to change her attitude toward the tone.

Isn’t there any reason to prevent a good person from feeling unlucky when he says he is good?

“How did you deal with the assassins?”

“I just broke his limbs and sent him to the Arkhan Empire. The imperial family will take care of the torture.”

“…Probably going to be noisy today.”

“There’s no need for us to move hastily anyway. We don’t know if the wrong side gets impatient and makes a fuss, but we, the victims, don’t need to worry and make a fuss.”

“That’s right.”

YuRia agreed with Theodore by nodding her head.

She and he were the victims of William’s assassins.

“William, what about him?”

The problem was William Artin.

The Britannian Empire claims to be the Chosen One, but Yuria was convinced that he was a fake.

In addition to what she had seen and experienced yesterday, she had come to a near-certain guess about the existence of the real Chosen One.

‘It makes no sense for such a person to be the chosen one.’

Convinced that the identity of Theodore in front of her was Theodore Artin, she was also aware of the fact that William’s disposition depended on his will.

If he changed his mind at any time and revealed his identity publicly, William would easily fall.

But he didn’t seem to want to do that right away.

“Anyway, since William can’t see an heir, he won’t look good.”

“…Wait a minute. A body that cannot see an heir?”

Yuria doubted her ears, wondering if she had heard the wrong thing for a moment. But Theodore confirmed what she had heard.

“No, I heard you right. I know that sounds a little off-putting to you, but yesterday his purpose was to rape you by force.”

Feeling humiliated by those words, Yuria lightly bit her lip. But it was only for a short time.

“I know that. If they tried to kidnap me, the purpose was obvious. Just looking at their vulgar behavior yesterday, I could tell.”

However, Yuria is determined to become a renowned swordsman on the continent. She was tormented by shame and humiliation just because she was like that, and she had no intention of procrastinating.

The attitude of her self-determination that she would achieve her dream by breaking through from the front no matter what ordeal she faced was not weak enough to be shaken by the fact that there was a guy who tried to rape her.

“It’s rather gratifying that he has become unable to bear an heir. But Prince Theodore…No, no. I won’t ask about this. Thank you for just letting me know.”

Yuria almost asked the question whether her unintentional desire to commit suicide with Theodore made William unable to give birth to her heir.

But she was grateful that she had told her about it, as she might have gone mad for a moment from her shame.

“Yes, since you are a strong dreamer, I thought it would be good to know.”

Yuria nodded at Theodore’s words.

“Yes, thank you for that rating.”

If she had added a few more words here, YuRia would have gotten angry as she had canceled what she had just said.

‘Usually at times like this, I would have said that I was dreaming an impossible dream, that there was no possibility.’

When Yuria was puzzled by Theodore’s behavior, who for some reason did not give such an evaluation, Theodore, who noticed that she seemed puzzled, said.

“Why? Is it strange that I didn’t tell you that you’re having an impossible dream or that there’s no chance you’ll hit me?”

“Yes, I would be angry if I heard it, but it’s strange that you didn’t say it.”

Yuria answered honestly. She didn’t like to use unnecessary twists, but she knew well, having had numerous conversations with Theodore, that she would only lose herself if she twisted her words that way.

She’d rather be honest and go out.

“Well, the evaluation has changed a bit because of yesterday’s events. You’re much better than I thought, and you’re an interesting woman. So, I’ve decided to reserve judgment from today.”

“Really?”

Yuria feels that she has been acknowledged in her heart, so she feels happy. It was strange to think about it, in fact, that she took pleasure in the fact that he did not set the limits of her own possibilities.

What is he so that his feelings can change like this depending on his evaluation?

However, Yuria put that question aside for a while and purely enjoyed her present joy.

‘Okay. I’m going to train even harder like this and become surprisingly strong.’

Theodore asked, looking at her burning with desire.

“By the way, Princess Yuria.”

“Yes, Prince Theodore.”

“There was a raid by assassins yesterday. You don’t seem to be worried at all? They’re surprisingly heartless.”

At Theodore’s words, Yuria smiled slightly.

“Oh, me? Why am I worried about Prince Theodore? I know very well that I’d rather be worried about whether I’ll get caught up in it or not, than worry about Prince Theodore?”

Yuria’s words seemed harsh, but in reality, she was well aware of how great Theodore’s skills were, so she made an objective judgment.

Theodore’s versatility in combat was such that even elite assassins could not dare to harm her, even if only she knew.

Perhaps, if he showed her real ability, Yuria could bet her own sword that he would soon be treated as one of the strongest on the continent.

It wasn’t usually meant for her swordsman to risk her own sword.

To that extent, Yuria had deep faith in and confidence in Theodore’s ability.

“The unlucky man I want to give a shot to is that kind of man.”

“Whoops, you’re interesting.”

Theodore laughed as if he was having fun at YuRia’s words.

At those words, Yuria snorted at her slightly haughtily, but she quickly got up from her seat and asked, putting her long silver hair behind her, if it would flow in front of her a little.

“More than that, I’d like to ask you to train soon. You said there would be quite a hard workout today, right?”

“Yes. If I get a call from the Arkhan Empire, can I take care of it instead?”

“Yes, it doesn’t matter. It’s Prince Theodore who got rid of the assassins anyway, right? I’ll trust you and leave it to you.”

As her fiancé, Yuria immediately accepted his words that he would take care of her fiancée, Yuria’s affairs.

At least he could firmly believe that he would not harm himself.

‘Because he’s a person who will never break a promise.’

In a way, it could be said that it was a strange relationship of trust.

It was not an engagement relationship made out of mutual love, but an engagement relationship decided by the families of both sides for political reasons, but rather, the engagement relationship gave the two a strong sense of trust.

“Yes.”

Yuria went outside following Theodore, who had simply finished cleaning up the breakfast with magic.

Unlike yesterday, today seemed to be starting lightly in the garden.

“I already warned you that you’re going to start a tough workout. I ask again, but you don’t intend to cancel?”

“Yes. If it’s training that helps me get stronger, I won’t cancel it no matter how hard it gets.”

Theodore smiled slightly at YuRia’s answer full of her dreams and passion and nodded her head.

“Yes, that’s a good passion. Then let’s begin.”

Koo Goo Goo Goong-

Yuria felt as if something was weighing her down.

At first she thought it was some sort of gravitational magic, but she quickly realized it wasn’t.

This chilling sensation was nothing like gravity.

Her just living, overwhelmingly intense living was directly weighing on her, giving her the fear of wanting to sit down.

“Ugh!”

Yuria resisted the feeling while gritting her teeth.

‘It’s really hard.’

I was faced with this kind of murder from the start, and I could feel how strong Theodore was just from being weighed down by his momentum. However, Yuria tried to overcome all of this with a desperate will.

Her resolve to come to Minst Academy was not so weak that she knelt down on her knees right here.

‘Must, definitely!’

She was sure to prove her own ability and hard work.

She was sure to give Theodore a shot and be recognized for her skills.

‘I will never kneel!’

Looking at Yuria who is enduring with such a superhuman will, Theodore said.

“It’s holding up well. Alright, then I’ll step up.”

“What?!”

And her momentum, much stronger than before, began to suppress her.

Yuria’s legs faltered for a moment, but she persevered with the utmost strength in her legs, determined to have her legs broken rather than kneel on her own.

“Aww!”

As she held on for more than a minute, Theodore said.

“Okay. Swing your sword at me in that state.”

Even though she could barely stand on her own, Theodore instructed her to swing her sword. And while Yuria was right that this training was harder than she thought, it was rather like that.

“I’ll endure it and finish it! Ugh!”

Yuria desperately drew her sword and tightened her hand.

As her strength, which had been focused only on her legs, was distributed to her hands as well, she stumbled for a moment and almost fell. Succeeded in swinging.

But since she couldn’t get her legs right, she ended up swinging her sword in a clumsy motion that even a beginner wouldn’t do, in direct contrast to her usual sophisticated swordsmanship, and wrongly to the side of Theodore instead of in front of him. I swung my sword.

“Oh.”

Yuria realized that she had misjudged her distance.

Because of the pressure of her momentum, she swung her sword in a mess without properly sensing how far away her opponent was.

As a result, even though Theodore didn’t move a single step and did nothing, her attack didn’t reach him and he was swung in the wrong place.

However, Theodore praised the fact that Yuria swung her sword.

“You did well for the first time. You can rest now.”

Theodore relaxed. Then, her body, YuRia, started to stagger as the tension was released, and her Theodore quickly approached and supported her when she was almost collapsing.

Drenched in sweat and with no strength in her legs, YuRia would have collapsed if her Theodore hadn’t supported her.

“Yes.”

But when she came into close contact with her in this way, Yuria felt embarrassed.

‘Boo, I’m ashamed. Why, why are you doing this?’

Even though this situation was nothing embarrassing at all, a strange feeling of shame began to come over me.

As her heart pounded, she kept being conscious of the current situation.

Being supported by Theodore meant being close to him.

‘I heard… I guess?’

Remembering that he must have heard her own heart beating faster than usual, YuRia began to worry about what he might think.

She turned 21 this year, but as she grew up as a member of the royal family and invested her passion in swordsmanship training, she had never had physical contact with the opposite sex, let alone dating.