Repeat Vice - The Villainous Noble Doesn't Want to Die, So He Swore to Not Die As One of The Four Heavenly Kings - Chapter 110.2: The Girl with Red Hair II

Chapter 110.2: The Girl with Red Hair II

It happened in a small dark chapel within the grounds of the Great Cathedral in the royal capital, after being summoned by Rofus regarding the “Curse of the God-slaying Beast” and meeting Saintess Fran.

Dark Knight Kaldera Idea Coldvark was suspicious.

Of the relationship between Rofus and Saintess Fran.

Rofus and Fran had met about two years ago through Yurika from the church.

The curse on Rofus’s left eye and left arm.

They met regularly to lift the curse and seal it—so Kaldera had heard from Carlos.

If that were all, it wouldn’t be particularly strange.

In fact, for a saintess, a symbol of the church, to go out of her way to help a noble’s heir was something to be grateful for, not to be suspicious of.

However, Kaldera had seen it in the dark chapel.

Fran, looking at Rofus with a gaze full of passion, as if he were someone she had feelings for.

Kaldera couldn’t stand it and asked Fran about her relationship with Rofus.

Fran’s response was a rather seductive expression and meaningful words.

“It depends on Lord Rofus.”

That meant there was a possibility of a close relationship developing depending on Rofus’s feelings.

It was a statement that could be taken as teasing, but Fran’s attitude towards Rofus was quite sentimental and suspicious.

Kaldera immediately tried to confirm with Rofus but was kicked out of the dark chapel without getting an answer.

From Carlos’s information, Yurika was primarily looking after Rofus’s curse, and Fran’s presence was only needed once a year.

However, Rofus met Fran roughly every few months.

Rofus would go to the royal capital, and sometimes Fran would visit the Lightrus territory, and they would have tea together alone.

Their relationship was closer than just between someone giving and receiving treatment.

Even if Rofus and Fran were close, it wouldn’t be a major issue.

Both had their positions, but Rofus wasn’t engaged at the time, and while Fran was required to remain pure as a symbol of the church, there were past cases where a saintess and a noble fell in love and got married.

Such stories were famous enough to be the subject of novels and plays.

Rofus was from a marquis family, a high-ranking noble.

Despite the various obstacles and issues, it wasn’t entirely unrealistic for Fran and Rofus to become close.

But Kaldera thought it was unacceptable.

For over two years, Forl had explored the vast uncharted territory of the Sea of Demons and defeated several disaster-class monsters.

All to meet the conditions given by Rofus—to become a noble and stand by Rofus’s side.

No matter the hardships, Fol overcame all obstacles with indomitable will.

Even when friends confessed their feelings, Fol’s feelings for Rofus never wavered.

And yet, if Rofus was infatuated with another woman, what would that mean?

Even if it wasn’t a problem for Rofus’s status, it would be unfair to Fol.

Therefore, Kaldera visited Rofus’s private room again.

Kaldera couldn’t rest without confirming Rofus’s feelings.

*

Rofus’s private room in the academy dormitory.

Rofus sat on the sofa, looking down at the prostrating Kaldera with a bored expression.

Rofus was wearing a black cloak and was about to go out.

A sudden, unannounced visit was something Rofus generally did not entertain.

Only very close friends or family could make such visits.

“… Your visit is unusual. I’ll overlook some rudeness. State your business.”

“Thank you— I have come to inquire about your relationship with Saintess Fran.”

Kaldera spoke while bowing.

Rofus narrowed his eyes and sighed in annoyance.

“…Raise your head and relax.”

At Rofus’s words, Kaldera stood up, spreading her feet and clasping her hands behind her back in a “rest” stance.

Under Kaldera’s serious gaze, Rofus sighed again.

“Obviously, there’s nothing between me and Fran. We’re just friends.”

“Is that… true?”

“… If you don’t trust my words, isn’t it meaningless to ask me here?”

Realizing his rudeness from Rofus’s exasperated tone, Kaldera knelt down abruptly.

“My apologies! I was very rude…!”

“It’s fine. Stand up. Don’t keep bowing your head.”

Kaldera obeyed Rofus’s command and looked at him with a pleading expression.

“My Lord. Lady Fol truly loves you.”

“…What are you trying to say? That I shouldn’t pay attention to other women?”

“No, my Lord. As the future head of the Lightless family, you have a duty to produce an heir. Asking you to focus only on Lady Fol would be an unrealistic child’s demand… but—”

Kaldera bowed her head.

“If a little of that selfishness could be allowed… if you could show a bit of kindness—please pay more attention to Lady Fol.”

Kaldera bowed deeply, nearly touching the floor, and Rofus frowned suspiciously.

“I thought I was paying attention to Fol… but is it not enough for you?”

“The official announcement isn’t out yet, but I am personally delighted that you are formally engaged to Lady Fol. However, there seems to be no progress after that.”

“Progress…?”

Rofus tilted his head.

After the engagement, they were supposed to officially marry after graduation.

What kind of progress was expected before that? Rofus wondered.

Sensing Rofus’s confusion, Kaldera spoke determinedly.

“If I may be blunt, you have only kissed Lady Fol.”

Kaldera’s direct remark made Rofus’s face twitch.

“You’re really out of line.”

Don’t remember such things, Rofus grumbled internally.

During the incident at the clock tower, Rofus had sensed several presences nearby, and it seemed Kaldera had been one of them.

“So, what? Are you saying I should engage in improper conduct before marriage?”

“It’s not uncommon these days… no, I wouldn’t go that far.”

Kaldera quickly rephrased.

“Rather, I think it’s very rational and shows that you value Lady Fol…”

“Are you Fol’s mother or something?”

Annoyed, Rofus quipped as Kaldera clenched her fists, her cheeks flushed with determination.

“However! I think it’s okay to be more affectionate! Where did the rumors of your womanizing go? This is the opposite!”

Kaldera, excited, leaned closer, and Rofus pulled back.

“Rumors of me womanizing… how far have those spread…”

Pushing the overexcited Kaldera away, Rofus felt slightly shocked and slumped his shoulders.

“… It’s fairly well-known that you are close with several women. Saintess Fran is one of them, and just last year, there was an incident with a knight’s daughter on the train—”

“Alright, stop. Don’t bring up the past. I’ve said many times that was a misunderstanding.”

Stopping Kaldera from listing his relationships, Rofus looked up at the ceiling in exasperation.

“…Including all that, I have many things to say to you, particularly about your relationship with Lady Fol. If you would allow me, I would like to discuss it here.”

Kaldera’s serious eyes made Rofus lean on his elbow in boredom.

“… I don’t need you to interfere with my relationship with Fol—but I’ll listen. You’ve been with Fol for a long time.”

With Rofus’s permission, Kaldera bowed and began to speak.

“First, my Lord. Lady Fol’s uniform at the clock tower… what did you think?”

“Huh?”

A question with an unclear intent.

Kaldera’s first question.

Was it that important? Rofus frowned and answered.

“I was surprised… so what?”

“Wasn’t she cute?”

“Huh…? Cute… Well, now that you mention it, it was fresh, but… I don’t find school uniforms particularly attractive—”

“Was she cute or not? It’s a simple yes or no question.”

Pressed by Kaldera’s odd pressure, Rofus looked away slightly.

“Cute—if that satisfies you. Fol has good looks. She looks good in anything.”

“That’s too dry! That’s way too dry, my Lord!”

Kaldera shouted, unable to bear it any longer.

“If you thought she was cute, tell her that. Lady Fol was very nervous about wearing the uniform until the last minute, worrying if you’d think it was strange.”

“Was she? Well, it wasn’t strange.”

Rofus’s eyes widened at this new information.

“Lady Fol was very excited to see you after three years but was also very nervous. Saying she’s cute is the least you can do. Otherwise, it’s like her effort in wearing the uniform was wasted.”

“It was Fol who changed the topic back then… but I understand. I’ll try to express it in words more.”

Rofus agreed more easily than expected, making Kaldera smile in delight.

Encouraged, Kaldera continued.

“And also, my Lord—”

“There’s more…”

Kaldera’s Fl; talk continued.

It was annoying, but it was also a good opportunity to learn new things about Fol, so Rofus listened to Kaldera’s eager words.