I’m the Only One With Two Towers - Chapter 121

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Only I Have Two Towers Episode 121

The Story I Wanted to Hide

Jinhyeok swallowed dry saliva and fidgeted with his fingers.

He couldn’t help it.

Elisia was personally brewing tea in a high-quality teacup for Jinhyeok.

She was none other than the Queen of England.

Even if my own grandmother were doing this, I’d feel uncomfortable, so how could I not be restless?

“You’re Yoo Jin-hyeok, correct?”

Perhaps noticing this anxiety, Elisia spoke to him.

“Yes.”

Elisia, wearing a gentle smile, examined Jinhyeok’s face.

“The Prime Minister would be incredibly envious if he knew about this. I heard he’s searching very earnestly. Mobilizing everyone from the intelligence agency MI6 to various capable trackers.”

It probably wasn’t just the United Kingdom.

They were all desperately searching for the Runner.

“Don’t worry. I won’t go around bragging or anything. Secrets become more valuable when kept to oneself. The people who know Jinhyeok’s identity don’t need to worry either. They’re all people I’ve worked with for a long time and they’re tight-lipped.”

“Haha… Thank you.”

Elisia handed him the teacup.

Tea filled with an elegant, fragrant aroma.

His 3,271-year-old friend Ellia had often said.

Tea should be savored with the nose before drinking it with the mouth.

Back then, I simply thought it was wisdom from experience, but now I think I understand the meaning a little.

‘Hmm.’

He took a sip of tea.

The fragrant aroma of tea spreading throughout his mouth.

Jinhyeok closed his eyes, savored it for a while, then nodded.

‘Vanilla latte tastes better though.’

Tea really does seem to require experience to appreciate.

“Thank you for savoring it so leisurely.”

Elisia, who had also taken a sip, continued speaking.

“This is tea that has been supplied exclusively to the British Royal Family since very long ago. The variety is now extinct, so it’s no longer produced. What Jinhyeok and I just drank was the last of it.”

‘What?’

His hand froze.

To think it was such a precious tea.

The thought that vanilla latte tasted better was something he could never say, even if beaten to death.

“It’s a secret from Sofia. Originally, I planned to drink this with my granddaughter after the coronation ceremony ended.”

“I’ll take this secret to my grave.”

He took another sip of tea with a solemn expression.

Perhaps because he now knew it was precious, it felt a little more delicious than before.

“But it’s truly surprising. To think the famous Runner was such a young and gentle-looking person. You seem so far removed from fighting.”

“I hear that often. That someone soft like tofu looks like they’d only type on keyboards in their room.”

A smile spread across Elisia’s face.

Truly Her Majesty the Queen.

Even her smile exuded elegance.

Elisia took a quiet breath and leaned back in her chair.

“Life is truly unpredictable. The Runner, whom I never thought I’d have occasion to meet in my lifetime, saved me and saved the British Royal Family.”

Having said this much, Elisia made a playful expression.

“The entire Royal Family and I have been troubled by many concerns. We can’t fathom how we could possibly repay this debt. Please don’t say it’s fine. The Windsor Family never ignores the debts we owe.”

“Since Your Majesty puts it that way, I can’t refuse.”

Jinhyeok also showed an innocently pure smile.

In truth, he had no intention whatsoever of declining.

This was the British Royal Family, after all.

When someone much wealthier than me offers to give something, why would I refuse?

‘I hope they give me a super luxurious private jet.’

He thought this but didn’t say it out loud.

It might seem too greedy.

“I’ll have to search earnestly starting today. For something that would be of great help without revealing Jinhyeok’s name to the public.”

“Thank you.”

“The Royal Family and I are the ones who received an unpayable debt. Even now, thinking about it makes me shudder. If it hadn’t been for Jinhyeok, there’s a high probability that Widric would have ascended to the throne.”

The worst tyrant in the history of the dynasty would have been born.

The nation of England would have been greatly shaken as well.

“Many people call the British Royal Family a puppet organization. A place that survives on history and appearances alone, with no real power or strength.”

But this was far from the truth.

While superficially separated from power, enormous influence still existed within the Royal Family.

The kind of power that even the British Prime Minister couldn’t handle.

That this power didn’t fall into Widric’s hands was close to divine fortune for the nation.

“I have one question about the Royal Family.”

Jinhyeok, who had been listening to the story, spoke up.

“I happened to learn that Aman, England’s first king, had the Windsor surname. But in recorded history, the British Royal Family only began using the Windsor name relatively recently. Previous kings used different surnames in different eras.”

Surprise appeared on Elisia’s face.

What Jinhyeok had just mentioned was a hidden shame of the British Dynasty.

It was a record passed down only to the next king along with the throne, and currently, Elisia was the only one in the Royal Family who knew about this.

Jinhyeok, who had paused briefly, drew a mysterious smile.

“You knew about it.”

Elisia, who had put down her teacup, nodded.

“Honestly, I was quite shocked. I thought I was the only one in this world who knew this story.”

“I have no intention of going around talking about it. I’m just curious about what happened.”

“It’s truly shameful for the Royal Family.”

Elisia sighed softly and began her story.

“This happened several generations after Aman, the first king. A king who read the records left by Aman had doubts. Why should our great Royal Family follow the surname of a knight whose origins weren’t even known? So, he began erasing them. All memories and records related to the mysterious knight Berid Winsor. After that, as everyone knows, they changed the surname. So that the very existence of Winsor would be completely forgotten.”

“Not all records disappeared though.”

“That’s right. In every era, there are those who protect records. Those records were passed down very secretly for a long time. And when a king appeared who was ready to accept the truth, they were revealed. That was about 100 years ago.”

“That’s when they officially began using the Windsor surname in history.”

“It was an effort to correct the distorted truth, even if belatedly. However, George V, who was king at the time, couldn’t reveal the entire truth either. This Royal Family is a group with a lot of superficial pride. No matter how past the dynasty was, they didn’t want the disgrace of that time to be revealed. It was obvious that arrows of criticism would fly toward the current Royal Family that inherited that bloodline. But they couldn’t repeat the mistakes of the past either. So they began postponing it. The duty of something that must be done someday, from the present to the next generation, from that generation to the next.”

Elisia drew a playful smile.

“And so it became custom. To keep the truth heard from the previous king to oneself and pass it to the next generation. I probably would have thoughtlessly pushed the responsibility and duty onto Sofia too. Just as my grandfather and father did.”

Perhaps because they were both lost in thought.

A brief silence flowed.

Then finally, Elisia, who had finished her teacup, spoke.

“May I ask you one thing this time? For some reason, I have a feeling that Jinhyeok might know.”

“Of course.”

“In Aman Winzer’s records, there’s this passage: ‘One day, my master and father Berid Winsor said he had a request. If I ever meet someone who was his very reason for existence, someone more precious to him than anyone else in the world, please do everything that person needs. That’s all he asks for.’ At the end of the passage, the name of the person Berid Winsor spoke of is recorded. Countless dynasties tried to find the owner of that name. Not so much to fulfill Berid Winsor’s request, but simply out of curiosity. Who exactly was this person that the knight who made the British Dynasty possible cherished so dearly, and from which family?”

Having said this much, Elisia took a breath.

And just as she opened her mouth to say that name.

“Seira Kinketon.”

That name was spoken by another voice.

Surprise appeared on Elisia’s face once again.

After a moment, a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

“You knew after all. What kind of being is that person called Seira Kinketon?”

There was no need to hesitate or stall.

It was such an easy question.

“He was the greatest knight who led the finest knights. A wonderful and outstanding mentor, commander, and precious comrade.”

An answer without even a hint of wavering.

“Yoo Jin-hyeok, just who are you….”

Elisia, who was about to ask something, shook her head.

She decided not to ask this question.

Because even if Jinhyeok answered, she was certain she wouldn’t be able to understand it with her common sense.

“In short, our benefactor Jinhyeok also has someone precious to him.”

“Yes. Very much so.”

“I see. Then could you tell that person named Seira Kinketon? That the royal family is ready to fulfill our promise, so please come visit whenever you wish.”

“I’ll definitely convey that.”

“Thank you. I’m indebted to Jinhyeok once again.”

Elisia smiled with her eyes closed.

“I have one more thing to do before the succession ceremony. I can’t become a pathetic grandmother who pushes her duties onto her granddaughter.”

Just as Jinhyeok was about to respond.

Knock knock.

“The helicopter is ready.”

Charles’s voice came from beyond the door.

Elisia nodded lightly and looked at Jinhyeok.

“You’re going straight to Snowdonia Park.”

“Yes. There’s something I need to find.”

“You’re not planning to leave right after finding it, are you? You must stop by again.”

“Of course.”

Elisia slowly rose and brought her forehead to Jinhyeok’s.

“I hope you find what you’re looking for. May God’s grace be with our benefactor who saved the royal family.”

Jinhyeok also closed his eyes.

Whatever this was, it felt incredibly sacred.

“Well then, let’s meet when you return. Jinhyeok.”

“Yes. I’ll see you then.”

Jinhyeok rose from his seat and bowed formally like he’d seen on TV.

As he left the room, Charles, who had been waiting, guided the way.

“It’s a short distance that takes only 10 minutes, but I’ll escort you until we arrive.”

“Thank you!”

Jinhyeok rubbed his palms together.

He couldn’t delay any longer.

The place where Kan Rendio, vice-commander of the Black Knight Order, led his knights.

He had to find that place.

The chamber of Seira Kinketon, commander of the Black Knight Order.

Seira had just received Elisia’s story through Jinhyeok moments ago.

Seira, who had been sitting quietly in her chair, placed her hand over her chest.

And she smiled with her eyes closed.

‘Thank you.’

The person who let Seira know a story she hadn’t known, one that might have been forgotten forever.

And the person who made it possible for Berid Winsor’s achievements to be known to the world once again.

Thinking of that person’s face, Seira Kinketon, commander of the Black Knight Order, made her vow once more.

That she would continue to wield her sword for him without a single moment of wavering.

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