I Was Rejected by the Main Character in a Romantic Fantasy

Chapter 35



Chapter 35

I also knew well that things don’t always go how you want them to.

No, there’s no way I couldn’t know. In the first place, being reincarnated into this novel wasn’t even the slightest bit my intention.

But to think that,

“You may raise your head.”

It deviated to this extent.

The situation goes back just a few minutes.

“...Then I should start getting ready.”

“Where are you going?”

“Did you already forget?”

As I looked at Ashillya, who had stood up from her seat with that gaze, she smiled as if enjoying herself and stretched out her long, white fingers towards me, answering,

“Don’t you also need to prepare? The atmosphere is slowly ripening.”

“... Ah.”

I let out a distant exclamation at her words as I realized the time had come. Ashillya burst into laughter and moved her steps while waving her hand slightly.

She seemed to be going to change clothes for the dance time. After all, the clothes she wore now were beautiful but unsuitable for movement.

“See you in a bit.”

Watching Ashillya’s back as she left with those words, I turned my gaze back to the banquet hall and let out a long breath.

Dancing at a banquet in my fate, is that even a plausible story?

As I grabbed my head and reviewed the dances left in Felix’s memories in my mind, I soon raised my head at the presence I felt from behind.

“Are you Felix von Astria?”

“...Yes, I am, but.”

The man standing behind me appeared to be a knight wearing splendid golden armor who didn’t seem ordinary at first glance.

High-level.

His well-poised attitude and lofty air of never lowering himself informed his aura, which subtly flowed from his body, that he was considerably skilled.

As I calmly observed his appearance, I couldn’t help but slightly furrow my brows and bite my lower lip at the pattern engraved on the knight’s chest.

A golden lion inside a shield. And two swords crossing in an X behind that shield. It was because I instantly realized what that pattern signified.

“Someone is looking for you. Please make some time.”

He wasn’t asking.

He was commanding me to follow him.

It would be an attitude that any noble would find unpleasant. Still, as one, I could instantly tell which organization he belonged to.

“The Imperial Knights...”

The knights directly under the Imperial Family, or more precisely, the Emperor.

A member of that knight order was taking me away. At the same time, I could think of two possibilities.

The Second Prince or the Emperor.

No, there was only one possibility.

There was no way the Second Prince, who didn’t even attend the banquet, let alone ascend to the position of Crown Prince, could use the Imperial Knights as his subordinates.

In other words, the person using the Imperial Knights to search for me was clear.

“The supreme and solemn Sun of the Empire. The great one who has blessed the Empire’s brilliant and glorious future, it is my family’s honor to meet you. The second son of the von Astria Earl family, Felix, has come here upon Your Majesty’s order.”

A quiet silence flowed in the room after a long greeting per imperial etiquette.

I wondered if I had done something wrong. Still, according to my memory, this etiquette was correct, so I could only silently feel the cold sweat running down my back.

I heard the sound of something brushing. Belatedly realizing that it was the sound of the chair rotating, I bowed my head as if burying it in the ground, and the Emperor’s voice followed.

“You may raise your head.”

Even at the Emperor’s command, I didn’t raise my head.

“It is an immeasurable honor, Your Majesty.”

Because it was etiquette to refuse once.

I had a headache wondering what kind of etiquette was so complicated.

Still, my body was surprisingly familiar with it and displaying the etiquette.

Sighing inwardly with relief at that fact, the Emperor’s voice was heard again.

“I allow it. Raise your head.”

“Your grace is immeasurable.”

Expressing gratitude even at the simple command to raise my head, I raised my head and could meet the blue eyes looking at me.

Even though his hair had surely turned completely white from the ravages of time, it shone dazzlingly white like Ashillya’s, and his blue eyes still proclaimed his vigor.

Wrinkles gradually formed on his skin, but the beauty flowing from his face revealed where Ashillya’s looks came from.

A handsome middle-aged man who must have captivated the hearts of countless young ladies in his youth was looking down at me with a solemn posture.

“Greetings, Felix von Astria.”

“...”

I remain silent.

“Do you know why I have sought you out?”

“I apologize, but I have no idea.”

As if to show that he didn’t obtain the position of the Empire’s Emperor through a game of tag, I felt an unknown intangible aura from him with every word and action. I bowed my head and answered.

The Emperor nodded as if it were natural and continued his words.

“I do not like beating around the bush. So, I will ask bluntly.”

“...”

The Emperor of the Empire does not seek permission from anyone. Knowing that fact, I don’t answer the Emperor’s words and deeply bow my head as if to say I will heed his words.

“You, Felix von Astria,”

“...”

“What is your relationship with Princess Ashillya?”

“...”

I almost reflexively asked, “What?” Clenching my teeth to swallow the escaping reaction, I raised my head, and the unchangingly upright blue eyes stared down at me.

“No, to our Crown Princess Ashillya.”

“...”

“With what intention did you approach her?”

I couldn’t help but swallow my dry saliva when I heard those words.

If I answer wrong, I’m dead.


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