I Was Confessed to by the Golden Sun - I Was Confessed to by the Golden Sun chapter 64

64 – 64. A Slightly Naughty Wish…

Quietly taking a handful of candies from her bag and holding them in her hand, she observed the Prince.

The peculiar smile on her face made it impossible to guess her true feelings.

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“Should I attack first?”

Dylan, who had noticed the situation even though he didn’t know the details, suggested from the side, but I shook my head lightly in denial.

For now, the opponent is the prince. Without any reason, attacking first could be very troublesome later on.

There are too many eyes watching, so it’s the worst move to act recklessly.

“Heh…”

Breathing lightly and preparing to dodge the Excalibur, I suddenly found Theo approaching me, smiling a sinister smile.

Although I was ready to step back when I saw the force in the hand holding the sword.

“Thank you.”

Unexpectedly, Theo bowed slightly to me with a light nod.

Although I was still on guard, wondering if it was a tactic to catch me off guard and immediately strike me down.

“What is it, for real?”

As time passed without any response, suspicion gradually turned into confusion at his unchanged appearance.

When the arrogant prince said “thank you,” it was completely unexpected, causing me to stutter in surprise.

“If it wasn’t for you, I would have complacently stayed stagnant, not realizing my true potential.”

The prince opened his mouth, but this time, he didn’t draw his sword and instead emitted a threatening aura all around him.

This newfound power must be the result of his own efforts.

“I once believed that there was no one capable of standing on par with me beneath the heavens. So I wanted to express my gratitude for shattering that illusion.”

Thankfully, he seemed quite satisfied.

In any case, those who settle for the current reality block their own potential for further growth.

It seemed like he had forgotten his hatred for me, breaking through that barrier and growing even more.

“But… was he always this mature of a character?”

His current appearance seemed to be shouting that he was the only one who should receive Heidi’s love and attention.

It made me doubt if he was the same person who had been willing to kill anyone associated with Heidi.

“Isn’t it that the main characters always lose their appeal once they get involved with Heidi?”

Just as I seriously considered the Heidi drug theory in my mind, Lucia cautiously asked the prince.

“Um… do you hold any grudges against our Jack or anything? You fought against each other in the preliminaries.”

When the conversation seemed to be going well, the prince looked at Lucia with a grim expression, leaving me wondering what this person was up to.

With narrowed eyes, she glanced at me, her left hand hidden with a club as she asked the prince a question.

If he says there is still resentment towards me, is she planning to immediately strike me on the head with the club?

Although she is reliable, that seems too extreme, and there wasn’t a need for her to do that in the first place, as the prince pointed out.

“At first, I was a little angry, but in the end, I realized that my arrogance was the reason behind it all.”

Then, while stroking the sword in his sheath, he added,

“To lose a sword as a swordsman is something that should never happen unless one becomes careless. But after experiencing a devastating lesson, I finally realized how foolish I was at that time.”

Looking slightly annoyed at the prince, I met his gaze before turning my attention away.

How much stronger does this person want to become, when even someone like Jack, with a one-track mind focused solely on martial arts, can’t win without any tricks?

Life truly is unfair.

“There must be a reason for you to come find me in the middle of the test. Do you have some special business?”

As the prince bowed his head and expressed his slightly self-reflective thoughts, his words penetrated through my belated realization of why I had come to this place. I pointed to the table placed in a corner and spoke.

“Here, there are too many watching eyes and listening ears. Let’s go to a quieter corner to talk.”

What we’re about to discuss is a matter of such great importance that it would influence the destiny of the royal family, which is why it felt uncomfortable to talk in a crowded place.

Perhaps due to the slight warmth in the air, Lucía, who had been fanning herself, was glad to find a place to sit and cool off. She grabbed my clothes and led me to a table.

It’s not proper to walk ahead of the crown prince, but as Lucía pulled me along, I turned to see Prince Theo, who smiled as if it was all right.

Wait, was he originally like that? It’s hard to adapt to this.

“Could it be that the current Prince Noah is disguised as the crown prince?” I couldn’t help but think this theory had more credibility when I remembered Noel, who had become scrap metal.

What can I say? This is a change that I never expected, an incredibly dramatic shift.

I briefly contemplated how to handle this situation that transcended the original work.

“I don’t know, let’s just consider it a fortunate turn of events.”

If things are changing from the original work, maybe it’s a positive change, just like Lucía’s reincarnation.

Whatever the reason for the crown prince’s newfound strength, as long as that blade isn’t pointed at me.

“And considering the crown prince’s personality that I know, if he wanted to attack, he would have done so already.”

Drawing out an opportunity like this is not his style.

Well, even if I say that, I can’t blame it on my hatred. It’s just another difference from the original work.

“What should I say? It doesn’t feel like he’s really grateful for my help.”

Yeah, it’s like the way Lucía looks at me, a gleam in her eyes. The only difference is that Lucía’s gaze is tinged with suspicion and greed, but their gazes are quite similar.

It’s in stark coNT*Rast to the original description of the crown prince’s gaze as “poisonous, like a venomous serpent.”

“hehehe.”

As I leaned back in the chair next to the table, Lucía naturally sat down beside me. And to top it off, she even linked arms with me, exuding a strange self-assurance. I asked her.

“Are you feeling better now? No more motion sickness?”

“Who do you think I am? I’m perfectly fine!”

As she declared confidently, as if there was no longer any need to worry, I couldn’t help but smile and handed her a letter.

She looked at me with a puzzled expression, silently asking what it was, and rolled her eyes. Then she blushed and put the letter in her bosom, giggling.

“Oh, really, you don’t have to do things like this. Jack, you’re quite the romantic, aren’t you?”

Then she blushed and playfully slapped my arm.

How strongly it struck, to the point where it felt like the struck area was deeply dented in.

Whether for better or worse, looking at Lucia, who was smiling happily, made me feel…

“…I feel like I might get in trouble if I say this right now,”

My stomach churned.

This letter was not actually for Lucia; it was a separate letter to be delivered to Grayson.

Grayson and Francis had work to do together inside the academy.

However, I had to naturally explain to the Crown Prince what had happened so far, so the letter delivery duty fell to Lucia.

“Dylan should be able to protect my body well enough, so it’s fine if Lucia goes elsewhere for a while.”

It was a plan made with that in mind.

“Uhuh… Uhuh…”

If I told Lucia, who was like that, that the letter wasn’t for her, wouldn’t I get beaten to death?

Perhaps it wouldn’t be just a slight bruise on my arm but several holes in my body.

“…”

Did Dylan read my thoughts from my expression or did he just sigh deeply and shake his head a few times?

Why is he misunderstanding things on his own?

“Thank you, I’ll cherish it for a lifetime.”

Lucia sat as if she could hug the letter tightly and tapped her feet as if she were about to go get the letter.

I wondered what I should do about this and, taking a deep breath with the thought of just saying it, I finally said.

“Uh… Lucia, there’s that letter.”

“Huh? What letter?”

“That one, Lucia, it’s not yours.”

“..What?”

“Um, that letter has instructions for Grayson. It’s written on the front of the letter…”

“…”

Sure enough, Lucia’s expression quickly began to deteriorate as she heard my words.

She was extremely angry, to the point where I wondered if I had ever seen this expression on Lucia’s face before, and it was a rather sulky look.

An immense rage that could never be released through conventional means emanated from her.

That’s why I added before she fully understood the situation.

“I was actually going to give you a separate letter, but I got confused when I hurriedly gave it to Grayson. Since we’ve already got it, would it be okay for me to deliver the letter to Grayson personally?”

“..Well, there’s nothing I can’t do.”

Fortunately, upon hearing the news of her separate letter, her mood lightened, and the tension that had made her swell up like a pufferfish had lessened a bit.

But even with that, was it enough? Lucia, who hadn’t even made eye contact with me yet, continued to make a ‘hmm’ sound with her nose.

In fact, Lucia’s pouting amounted to little more than a few words, but it was cute to say the least.

I couldn’t like the fact that she was in a sulky state somewhere.

-Whew!

“Jack…?”

Before she could react, she tightly embraced Lucia.

She stayed there, flustered, habitually patting her back as if to comfort her.

Realizing that she was pouting, Lucia quietly withdrew her hand, and even that seemed cute in its own way.

I couldn’t help but smile and whispered into Lucia’s ear, pressing my face against it.

“Lucia, are you upset?”

“Oh… No! I’m not upset!”

Upon saying that, Lucia quickly replied and made a squeaking sound.

I murmured in her ear, suggesting something she couldn’t refuse.

“If you’re not upset, then that’s fortunate. But since I did something that could confuse you, once this is over, I’ll grant you a wish.”

Lucia’s attitude, which had seemed petulant for a moment, relaxed as her eyes sparkled at the mention of a wish.

However, there was still a hint of doubt in her expression, as if she were wondering, “Is that really possible?” So, I added with a hint of teasing.

“I’ll even allow a slightly naughty wish.”

Upon hearing that, Lucia rushed to Grayson with the letter in hand.