Chapter 62 - Calla's Lord Part 2

In front of Marc stood two beautiful white-haired girls. He was slightly troubled, with various scenarios passing through his mind, and he knew that he would not be able to visit Nova tonight.

It was strategically impossible. Marc realized that this was the subtle message left by his two tacticians.

And the bashful smiles on the faces of the two young girls in front of him were definitely also the work of those tacticians! They must have filled the minds of the poor young girls with dozens of silly ideas. Still, he couldn’t help but find those shy faces incredibly adorable.

[Marc: Well…]

His voice, breaking the silence, caused the other two to jump like startled rabbits. The silence that followed was even more awkward than the one before.

After a brief moment, Marc finally broke the ice again and swiftly pulled Mersa into his embrace.

Mersa relaxed as she hugged Marc back and did not even mind when Marc moved on to give Celina a hug as well. After that, he pulled Mersa in once more to embrace both of them at once.

[Marc: I'm not entirely sure what's going on, but...]

He whispered softly.

[Marc: Za…]

The white tiger girl’s ears immediately perked up when she heard her name.

[Marc: You have to know that I will never force you to do anything. It-]

[Celina: I-I know! But, but I..]

She nodded repeatedly as her face turned completely red. Mersa, watching all this, decided to rescue the increasingly overheating Celina.

[Mersa: Vor-chan, wait here. We will go take a bath!]

And with that, he was left alone.

Marc walked slowly outside and took another good look at the night sky.

An ominous feeling.

A prickle-like sensation hit his eyes, but he did not seem to react. Especially from a certain direction…

[My King...]

[Please come to me...]

He shook his head to dispel the strange, illusory sounds that had invaded his mind. Recently, these sounds had been growing louder. And Lily, despite being more mischievous than usual lately, would not do something like this.

And that illusion definitely did not feel like Lily’s either.

Moreover, no one besides him seemed affected. There was only one conclusion: it was not that no one was affected; only he was affected because his senses were capable of reaching that illusion.

And he did not have time to bother with that now.

His head turned in the direction where Nova was. He still felt her rage burning, and in response, he whispered to the wind with a regretful voice.

[Marc: I’m sorry.]

Nova's anger was beginning to cool down, but it did not fade away. On the contrary, the cooler it became, the more intense it felt.

That was because her head felt clearer now.

Vorst. Marcdrak.

That was the source of her anger. That was completely obvious. However, the most essential question was: Why? Why did she feel this way? Why did she get so angry at him? Even though he was not hers. Even though he was Camellia-chan's.

Even though...

Could it be...

Even though Nova tried her best to give up on him.

She really still had feelings for him.

But that was fine.

That's because she felt that a part of her was already his.

And that was fine.

However, he... he... he betrayed...

Cheater! BASTARD!!!!

How could he?!

How could he do this to Camellia-chan?

(Impact)

Her punch made a dent in the floor made of special alchemical metal.

Why did he?

Cheater!!!!!!!!

TWO-TIMING BASTARD!

...

A sense of regret passed through her mind. "I'm sorry." His voice.

With such a regretful tone, she could not help but forgive him a little.

But! The next second, she shook her head. No!

That two-timing cheater cannot be forgiven!

Why didn't he pick her, though?

No! That's wrong! That cheater!!!!

The girls took their sweet time in the bath, and when they finally came out, Marc was already finished with his shower and was seated on one of the sofas in the living room. He was trying to distract himself by having a snack, but it seemed completely tasteless and did not help to sate his sudden hunger at all.

When he heard their hushed voices, he completely lost interest in food.

[Mersa: Vor-chan, come to the bedroom!]

He quickly discarded the leftovers on a nearby flat surface and, with normal, maybe a little faster than usual, steps, he made his way to the bedroom.

Inside, Celina Za was sitting completely straight, looking extremely tense. Her hair was still wet, and she was probably only wearing a bathrobe. However, she was alone.

Click.

The door closed behind Vorst.

[Marc: Mer-chan?]

[Mersa: I-It's fine. Today is Za-chan's big day. We talked it out; there is no problem. Just take care of Za-chan!]

One of Marc's hands reached toward the doorknob but ultimately stilled before it reached its destination. Mersa had steeled herself this far for both him and Celina; how could he just go ahead and ruin everything?

Marc was usually impulsive and not very capable of making decisions that required a lot of planning. He was prone to getting into elaborate traps, but his foresight on the spot was unmatched.

[Marc: I will, I promise... Thank you.]

Mersa's presence slowly moved away...

[Celina: Vorst and Cam-chan's relationship is so good.]

The tiger girl, in the meantime, relaxed slightly. She realized that the person in front of her was still the same Vorst she met every day. She never met the previous Vorst before the scorpion incident, after all.

[Marc: You should just continue to call me Marc.]

[Celina: Haha, t-that's right. I-I'm just a little...]

[Marc: I know.]

He closed in and took her into his embrace.

[Marc: Leave everything to me.]

And with that, he stole her second kiss...