R4STWH - Chapter 112
Chapter 112
Of course, he couldn't let his guard down against the original owner of the body as well, but at least unlike CODE NO.0, there would be no chance for Ilesha to develop any kind of bond with him.
“Elias, what’s wrong?”
Perhaps because he had been staring too obviously, Ilesha tilted her head and asked.
Elias naturally wiped the cream that was on her lips with his thumb.
“It seems the food from the 1st Imperial Prince’s palace suits your taste?”
“Yeah, it’s delicious.”
After answering with a bright smile, she belatedly looked at his mood and asked.
“Elias… is it not good?”
“There’s no way.”
Not knowing that he was calculating whether it would be faster to recruit the chef into Tenaclad or to take control of the imperial palace, Ilesha happily munched on her food.
In fact, of all those sitting around the table, Elias was the only one who wasn’t concentrating on eating.
Not only CODE NO.0, but also the 1st Imperial Princess, Howell Ricks, the saintess, and Crow were all barely maintaining the minimum amount of decorum while emptying their plates.
He even wondered if they might throw aside their cutlery and start grabbing food with both hands if there were no eyes watching.
But he couldn't dismiss the servants. It was necessary to keep bringing food so that the meal would not be interrupted.
“Try this too.”
Elias quickly placed the newly served roasted duck plate in front of Ilesha.
Envious gazes lingered on it for a moment, but no one dared to take away her food.
The three plunderers, who weren’t exactly on good terms with each other, seemed to be making an effort to act well only toward Ilesha.
However, as a result of observing them carefully over the past few days, their feelings for Ilesha seemed to be different.
First of all, CODE NO.0, who was still looking at Ilesha with a lovestruck gaze from time to time, was clearly experiencing romantic feelings, without a doubt.
Whenever her upper chest, made more prominent by the dress's smaller size, occasionally became visible through the gap in the shawl, his face would become bright red, and he would gulp down the wine as if it were water.
'I really can’t leave that guy alone.'
After barely suppressing his murderous intent towards CODE NO.0, Elias glanced at the other plunderer.
The woman who had taken over the body of the 1st Imperial Princess Selena seemed to regard Ilesha as a cute little sister.
Even her nervous expression and her eyes that were always tilted upwards became soft and gentle only when they were directed towards Ilesha.
'It seems like she does cherish her to some extent…….'
Even so, she was still someone who had tried to stand against Ilesha to achieve what she wanted, so he couldn’t let his guard down against her.
Because that meant that her top priority was something else.
Lastly, the plunderer who had taken over Howell Ricks's body was…….
'At first, I thought he was on the same side as CODE NO.0.'
However, as a result of observing his attitude, expression, and gaze during conversations, he could tell.
That what constituted the biggest part of that guy's feelings for Ilesha was trust and respect.
The attitude of placing more importance on her opinions than his own judgment or desires and trying to follow her wishes exactly was vaguely reminiscent of someone.
The one who didn't bother to try and understand the saintess, or the god speaking through her, and rather, the one who burned his life so that his will could be fully realized in this world.
The commander of the Holy Knights of the Amern Order, Crow Bicksel.
'That guy... I don't think there's a need to be wary of him.'
He was someone who would help, rather than doing anything that would harm Ilesha, no matter what.
Then, what were Ilesha's feelings toward them?
He couldn't be sure because Ilesha always tried to avoid openly talking about them, but he thought that he also knew to some extent now.
What kind of meaning they held for her.
Perhaps they were the most precious people in her life until her world was destroyed. Comrades she had wanted to protect, cherish, and sometimes rely on.
He had a feeling that if he put them on one side of the scale and himself on the other, the scale wouldn't tilt to either side.
'No matter how the situation changes in the future, it would be better to get along with them.'
Elias decided to make an effort for Ilesha.
Even if he couldn't be like Crow, who was sitting next to the 1st Imperial Princess and trying his best to make a good impression, diligently fulfilling the mission entrusted to him, he needed to give the best impression he could.
'Except for that guy.'
Of course, it was impossible with CODE NO.0, who was constantly aiming for Ilesha, but he wasn't planning to act foolishly by revealing his hostility first either.
If he picked a fight, he would just remain unresponsive until he could use the power of a quest to chase him away.
'To do that, first…….'
While diligently dishing food onto Ilesha's plate, Elias thought about how to send the saintess down to the basement.
Until Ilesha, who reacted sensitively to anything about him, grabbed his hand with a worried expression.
“Elias……you still have something bothering you, don’t you……?”
“…….”
How difficult it was to have any other thoughts while being in front of Ilesha.
Her orange eyes, resembling the sun, were full of him, and as she wriggled her hand, his mind was instantly emptied.
“Ilesha.”
“Yeah?”
“After we finish eating……shall we change your clothes first?”
After briefly rolling her eyes, as if wondering if that was really necessary, Ilesha nodded.
“If you’re bothered by it, then I’ll do that.”
“I’m fine with whatever you wear…….”
Elias smiled as gently as he could so that she wouldn’t get hurt.
“It seems the owner of this palace is very much not okay. Looking at how he keeps stealing glances at my wife, is he hoping I’ll set this crappy palace on fire?”
It was also very difficult to maintain his resolve to not do anything foolish that would openly express hostility.
As a husband who had a wife who was so beautiful and lovely.
It seemed that Elias’s stress had reached its limit.
That was the conclusion I had reached in his head, but there was nothing I could do.
I blankly stared at Elias, who was smiling as if he was melting with sweetness while openly releasing his murderous intent, with my mouth slightly open.
'Our Elias... is really handsome…….'
I knew it was an obvious thought, but it was also the first time I had seen him like this, so it couldn’t be helped. All I could do was watch in a daze.
'He must be angry because Zero was glancing at me…….'
The light wrinkles on his forehead, the redness in his eyes from anger, and the bulging veins from him clenching his teeth were as sensual as in some moments, which made my heart thump like crazy.
'He's jealous of even someone like that because he likes me.'
It was a very apologetic thought to Elias, but I felt like I had rediscovered Zero’s usefulness.
'I wish he would... get angrier…….'
I was continuing to have dangerous thoughts without realizing it when I suddenly snapped back to my senses.
What was I even doing while Elias was suffering so much?
“Okay, Elias. I’ll go change right now!”
After wiping the corners of my mouth, where I might have been drooling, with a napkin, I sprang up from my seat.
As I did so, the shawl that had slipped off was quickly picked up by Elias, and he draped it over my shoulders again.
“Ah…… that, clothing box…….”
The saintess followed suit, getting up after stuffing the rest of the meat that was on her fork into her mouth.
“When did I ever steal glances?”
The moment Elias’s lips were about to twist at Zero's belated reaction, Zero made an excuse first.
“I didn’t steal glances, I was just looking.”
“……?”
“Is there a problem with looking because I want to?”
He wasn't exactly wrong, but I didn't like his confidence.
“Yeah, there’s a problem.”
First of all, if Elias got any angrier, I would be in big trouble.
How would I endure it then? I might even rush to him and kiss him without even realizing it.
“My husband is not in a good mood. From now on, look with permission. Got it?”
When I explained it kindly, the guy’s eyebrows shot up.
“What?”
“I’ll be back soon, so eat your dessert.”
Whether he was listening or not, I took Elias’s hand and left the dining hall.
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