"Um...I'm sorry." Arthur apologized in a low voice. This was the one hundred and seventy-first time he stepped on Percival's foot.
"Ah haha, no, it doesn't matter." Pasiva endured the pain in his toes and looked at the fair-skinned, thin-faced [girl] with a bit of morbid beauty in front of him.
The other party said before that he was not very good at dancing. Percival thought it was a polite comment, but now, Percival knew that Arthur was telling the truth. Dancing is a compulsory course for ladies, and there are no girls from the upper class.
She doesn't know how to dance socially. But now, in front of Pasiva, there is actually such a lady with such bad dancing skills.
Her clumsiness is so cute. Persiva looked at Arthur and blushed.
"...Miss Artoria," in order to relieve the embarrassment in his heart, Percival asked in a low voice, "Have we met somewhere before? I don't mean the coffee shop. I always feel that we have been together for a long time.
, we met a long time ago. When we were kids, somewhere."
Arthur didn't speak. He had almost no memory of his childhood, and only vaguely remembered some fragments.
When he was young, he witnessed the scene where his mother Igraine was tortured and finally executed.
The Heavenly Knight Uther. The main wife of the Grand Duke Pantoracon, the Grand Duchess Pantoracon, is a cruel woman. She uses all kinds of means to torture her maid Igraine just because she cannot tolerate Igraine.
Glenn's affair with Uther.
What was Arthur doing at that time?... He couldn't remember it anyway. There was a huge darkness in his mind, which completely obscured those memories. Even Arthur subconsciously paid attention to those things hidden in the darkness.
Things are full of fear and I dare not touch them.
(------What did I forget?)
"Are you okay, Miss Artoria?" Persiva saw Arthur's face pale and shivering, and couldn't help but ask, "Is something uncomfortable? It's better not to dance anymore. I'll help you."
Can you go aside and rest?"
"...No, don't worry about me." Arthur pushed Pasiva over, "I'm just a little dizzy. Let me rest for a while."
"Okay..." Pasiva let go of Arthur.
But at this moment, Arthur, who was in a hurry to leave, twisted his foot. The high heels he was not used to wearing made him almost fall to the ground.
"Be careful!" Pasiva quickly reached out to help him.
But he clumsily pulled on Arthur's sleeve and tore off the left sleeve of Arthur's evening gown!
"Oh! I'm sorry!" Pasiva shouted quickly, and he kept apologizing: "I was in a hurry just now, and I was stupid. I, I really didn't mean it------"
"That's enough." Arthur said angrily. In other words, he deliberately pretended to be angry while trying his best to cover his chest, fearing that Persiva would become suspicious.
At this time, Percival's eyes fell on the exposed skin of Arthur's shoulder.
It was a birthmark that was so shallow that it was almost unrecognizable. Ordinary people really wouldn't care.
Ordinary people's words.
But this Viscount Parcival Palinloer jumped up and said in surprise: "------This birthmark! I have seen it before!"
Arthur was shocked. He took a few steps back, thinking that his secret was really going to be revealed this time! His hand fumbled for the dagger hidden in his skirt, and he even planned to kill the troublesome young man in front of him with one knife!
"...That's right! I remembered it!" Persiva persisted, "You...you are little Arthur! You were the person I went to play with at my uncle's house when I was a child.
That servant’s child I met in the cellar!... So, it turns out you are a girl!?------Do you still recognize me? It’s me, Brother Persiva.”
Percival's words began to echo in Arthur's mind. He remembered.
The young Arthur was locked up in a cold cellar by someone. At that time, he was exploring the castle and happened to meet the little boy Arthur.
It was the boy who saved Arthur in his darkest and coldest days.
At that time, Percival thought that this was the knight's servant punishing the servant who had done something wrong. He secretly brought clothes, medicine and food to the bruised Arthur.
------That was Arthur's first real friend.
The boy's kindness taught Arthur, who was shrouded in darkness, that there is still light in this world for the first time.
------However, all this is no longer important.
While Arthur was still immersed in memories, Persiva had already spoken first: "Artoria, the fact that you are here now proves that you have no problem, right?... These
Have you lived happily these past years?"
"...Even I don't know." Arthur replied in a low voice, "How far away the word happiness is to me..."
"Yar------"
"Don't come here again!" Arthur stopped him, "Stay away from me, Persiva. I'm not the person you think. If you get closer to me, it will only bring misfortune to you."
The young man didn't understand, but he vaguely saw the darkness in the lady in front of him.
He could feel all the misfortunes surrounding [her].
This incompetent young man was originally just a weirdo who was obsessed with the study of magic. He kept himself locked in his room and didn't care about the world. He didn't even want to care about what happened around him.
But at this moment, the young man became concerned about the pitiful-looking weak woman in front of him.
Although, all these are false illusions.
"A, Miss Artoria... I, can I date you?" He suddenly plucked up the courage to speak out, "...Although, although I am just a clumsy person, but...
But I will try my best to give you happiness------"
Arthur looked at the young man in front of him depressedly, not knowing what to say.
Whoosh!------A flash of light pierced the silent night sky and shot to the highest point in the sky!
Bang!!------Following a crisp explosion, the fireworks exploded in mid-air, exploding into a beautiful firework. Like a daisy, streaks of red light bloomed in the night sky, turning into
It continued to spread into bright green, and finally turned purple and disappeared into the night sky.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!! ---------More fireworks exploded in the air, making the night sky colorful!
-----At twelve o'clock in the evening, the Christmas Eve fireworks show begins.
"Haha!" The dignitaries began to applaud and praise the beautiful fireworks in front of them. No one ever took the time to pay attention to the tragedy (comedy) of these little people around them. No one paid attention to the beginning and end of this beautiful wrong love.
Greenville took advantage of the chaos to get rid of Yagloi, ran over and pulled Arthur, and smiled at Percival beside him: "We still have something to do, so excuse me!"
"...etc!"
"Goodbye, Percival." Arthur said without emotion, and ran away with Greenville.
"Miss Artoria, I haven't------" Pasiva wanted to chase, but the two girls ran surprisingly fast. After he chased a few steps, the girls had disappeared into the castle.
in the shadow.
What was in front of the young man's eyes was just a high-heeled shoe dropped by the girl. The beautiful shoe made of crystal shone with colorful light under the reflection of the fireworks.
"Miss Artoria..." Parsiva carefully picked up the glass slipper.
He will not give up on [her], he intends to find her again with this glass slipper...in order to bring her happiness.