Celebrity Lady

Chapter 130

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Boulder thought, Did she want to make a fuss and yell at him? How could one refuse the demands of the contractee who had made up their mind and given orders?

“Pose has caused me enough headaches lately; and now you, too? Are you guys made to break taboos?”

“Lady Wilkin, do you happen to know where Vista is?”

“Why are you looking for Vista?”

Boulder simply ignored the irritated Wilkin and asked the spirits next to him, “Do you guys know? Tell me.”

“...Uh.”

“Um.”

“No, no.”

Spirits resembling rabbits, fireflies, and butterflies all kept their mouths shut as if they had made a promise.

Vista, the spirit who could see the future, was hiding somewhere deep within the Fountain of Spirits, trying not to attract the attention of humans who might enter for a contract.

Why, you ask?

“Vista says that the king’s contractee lied about being her contractee.”

“That’s right, that’s right. That’s what she said.”

So, it’s a heart-wrenching effort to help the esteemed Spirit King’s contractee safely by letting her parade her name around.

“I wanted to ask Vista something, so I’m looking for her. Just for a moment—”

“What will you ask her?”

When Wilkin got upset, Boulder sighed deeply and said, “I’m curious if there will be any danger for my contractee in the future.”

“Hah! And what if there is? What can you do, especially when you can’t be summoned?”

“...”

Wilkin’s eyes narrowed as she looked at the deflated Boulder. It was a face that seemed sympathetic at first glance.

“If it’s a danger you’re worried about, it’s already happened.”

“What? Wh-what happened?”

Boulder visibly flinched in surprise.

“He got a significant injury that could have killed him. If it had been treated hastily, he would have survived; otherwise, he would have died.”

“S-so what happened? Did he survive?”

“What are you saying, you foolish fellow? If he had died, your contract would have been completely severed, and you would have known that first.”

Tsk tsk, Wilkin clicked her tongue and gestured to her tree trunk.

Written beneath , there was...

Wishit

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Boulder understood the significance of the tally marks made with the stick.

Common spirits received penalties for breaking taboos, with the severity of the penalty depending on the transgression. However, the Spirit King, being the king, was subject to special rules.

When taboos were broken, or the king used their power at their discretion without the contractee making a wish, the Spirit King’s contract would end once a certain accumulation of violations occurred. There mayn’t even be time for a farewell with the contractee.

“The king’s contractee’s wishes weren’t consumed, so the king must’ve used their power again. Your contractee got some time with the king’s power and received treatment from a human.”Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com

“Phew.”

Seeing Boulder breathe a sigh of relief, Wilkin got annoyed. “Do you think you’re lucky now? Look at this; you’ve ruined everything!”

“...”

“Good.”

“I’ve realized from this incident that we made a mistake. We underestimated Victor.”

“I agree.”

“Our plan, while hidden from everyone else, should have been revealed to Victor at least—”

“He should have known. We should have disclosed everything when we still had control over Victor.”

“Yes. So, I’ve told him everything I could and calmed him down. After spending a few days with him here, I plan to inform him of the remaining facts and adjust his personality slightly.”

“...You mean about the grand madam?”

“Yes. He should know at any time, but it would be unsettling to tell him at the duke’s estate, and it would be difficult even for Your Highness to appease him. I plan to tell him while I have him on a leash here.”

“Alright. You’re going to have a tough time. I’m sorry I can’t be of more help.” Lark sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“Why do you keep apologizing?”

I wanted to hug the slightly weary Lark, but there was a window between us, making it difficult.

I stepped on the windowsill and stood up.

“Are you trying to come out? You’re barefoot. No, don’t.”

“I’ll just need to wash later. It’s okay.”

“No, don’t do that.” Lark, looking embarrassed, approached and reached out his arm. I immediately hugged him. “Step on my foot.”

He carefully held me, allowing me to place my two feet on his feet.

“Is it too heavy? Your feet don’t hurt?”

“Not at all.”

As two people enjoying a secret rendezvous amid a storm, we were completely content, just like those who did it during wartime. With our waists tightly pressed against each other, we gazed at each other and laughed.

With a faint smile, Lark whispered in a worried voice, “But Victor is here right now. What if he catches us? I feel like I’m being completely watched.”

“Oh, right. Don’t worry. My brother’s room is on the third floor, and he’s completely exhausted. He won’t be able to get up until tomorrow afternoon.”

“Oh, dear. Is he not feeling well?”

“No, not at all. Don’t you know how robust that monster’s health is? I called a physician earlier, and they said only the external wounds from the stitches had opened up, but the internal ones are healing well. As soon as he heard that, he...” I shuddered at the thought of Victor. “He went out to work. He took on a temporary job request at the Mercenary Guild and earned 3 million marks. He’s been saving it up to feed me.”

“What?” Lark’s eyes widened. “You sent him out to work even though he’s a patient?”

“He insisted on going out no matter what. Besides, he must experience how tough life can be without a home or a job.”

“Hmm.”

“By the way, you haven’t accepted his resignation, have you?”

“Of course I haven’t. Without Sir Victor, the entire Order would fall apart.”

“Thank you.”

Lark’s face looked even more stunning, illuminated by the moonlight under the dawn sky.

Nice, as always. So handsome.

I smiled and asked, “The atmosphere is nice; do you want to kiss?”

“...”

In response to my bold request, the momentarily stunned Lark sighed and mumbled, “You’re too much. On a night like this...” Then he gently smiled and kissed my lips.

***

Under the moonlit night, the kiss between the two lovers was nothing short of intense. They savored each other as if they were the only two people in the world for a very long time...

“Oh, come on.”

...Watching from the third floor, Victor, with gritted teeth, abruptly closed the curtains. His expression, tormented as he witnessed a sight he shouldn’t have, was deeply troubled.