Sister, I Hit You Because There Was a Ghost Behind You - Chapter 72

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Chapter 72. Sweet Refreshments and the Fate of an Uninvited Guest
The salty sea breeze drifting from the Terrace gently caressed my cheeks.
With my eyes closed, basking in the warm sunlight, I felt the revolting stench of mold and brine that had clung to me in the Basement last night washing away completely.
“This is the true peace that abundant gold bestows.”
I leaned back into the plush single-seat chair with a languid smile. Thanks to the substantial funds I had secured from the Emerald Hall’s vault, I could indulge in this luxurious leisure without accepting any ominous commissions for some time.
The peaceful silence was shattered by the sound of hurried footsteps from the Staircase.
“Violetta! I’ve gathered every fresh fruit from the Southern Region!”
It was Kairik von Herzen who burst through the door onto the Terrace.
In his large hands, he carried an enormous silver platter piled high with brilliantly colored tropical fruits from the Southern Region and sweet-scented baked pastries.
Beads of sweat dotted his forehead from how hastily he had rushed here.
“Your Majesty, attempting to settle this with mere quantity is truly regrettable. True refreshments emerge from the harmony of flavors and refinement.”
Following Kairik, Demian Lyart entered carrying an elegant three-tiered stand and a luxurious teapot.
Upon the stand sat meticulously crafted bite-sized pastries and delicately sliced smoked salmon arranged appetizingly, while fragrant tea leaves rose in wisps from the teapot, tickling the nose with their aroma.
“Ha! Refinement, my foot. How could one possibly be satisfied with mere scraps of pastry? Violetta, this red fruit is a specialty of this region, I hear. It’s perfect for relieving fatigue—try this first.”
“Violetta, having been exposed to the sea breeze, it would be best to warm yourself from within with hot tea. This is a leaf tea I have personally brewed to the perfect temperature.”
The two men approached either side of me, thrusting their respective refreshments forward with renewed determination in their eyes.
Would it be the abundance infused with wild instinct, or the elegance imbued with the Knight Commander’s delicacy?
I decided to end this adorable competition by sampling both men’s efforts equally.
“Both of you are truly excellent. Your preparations are so perfect it’s difficult to choose between them.”
I lifted the warm teacup Demian had poured for me and took a sip of the fragrant tea, then picked up a sweet fruit slice Kairik offered and placed it in my mouth with a fork.
The clean taste of the tea leaves and the rich sweetness of the fruit blended pleasantly on my tongue.
At my impartial praise and tasting, both men’s faces broke into satisfied smiles simultaneously. These beasts were occasionally tiresome, but when one held their leash and soothed them appropriately, there were no more capable and devoted protectors.
“The scenery is lovely, and the tea tastes wonderful. All that remains now is to rest quietly….”
I had barely finished speaking in a drowsy voice.
With a loud crash, the heavy door to the top floor where we were staying was violently thrown open.
“Did you truly believe you could seize Count Delua’s Chamber without consequence!”
Bursting through the door was Count Delua, the very man who had been driven away by the weight of gold in the Guest Room earlier. Behind him stood dozens of mercenaries with vicious expressions, weapons drawn and radiating a murderous aura.
“Arrogant woman who dares defy the order of the Southern Region! If you immediately have your protectors discard their weapons and kneel before me, I shall spare your life! And I shall confiscate all that gold in the name of this Count!”
The Count’s arrogant roar echoed through the Guest Room.
At the appearance of this uninvited guest who had shattered the peace of our retreat, I gracefully set down my teacup and released a light sigh.
“Wherever one goes, swarms of foolish flies that know their place always seem to gather.”
As I furrowed my brow, the atmosphere of the two men standing on either side of me instantly froze to below zero. The adorable beasts who had been bickering over refreshments moments ago vanished without a trace, leaving only the merciless apex predators of The Continent.
“How dare you disturb whose peace, you filthy rabble.”
Demian murmured in a frigid voice as he drew the holy sword from his waist. Not a shred of mercy gleamed in his blue eyes.
“Perfect timing. My muscles have been stiff since earlier—I’ve been wanting to loosen up. Scholar, I won’t hold back this time. I’ll tear that pig’s throat out myself.”
Kairik’s crimson eyes flashed with the cruel light of a beast. His blood-red mana pressed heavily upon the air of the Guest Room.
The mercenaries began to falter, crushed by the overwhelming presence the two men emanated.
Count Delua himself retreated with his face drained of color, but it was already too late.
“Your Majesty, Demian. Having my refreshment time disturbed is a most disagreeable matter.”
Without rising from my Terrace chair, I elegantly unfurled my fan and issued a gentle command.
“If dust scatters, it ruins the tea’s flavor. Could you clean it up quietly without damaging anything?”
“As you wish.”
“Your command is our law.”
The moment my cool permission fell, both men’s forms shot skyward.
Chains of light erupted from Demian Lyart’s holy sword, instantly binding the mercenaries’ weapons and slamming them to the ground. They couldn’t even swing their blades once before being ensnared by sacred power, unable to scream.
Simultaneously, Kairik von Herzen, wreathed in the phantom of a colossal wolf, seized Count Delua by the collar.
“Aaah! P-please… spare me…!”
“Silence. You’ll repay the price of disrupting my master’s tea time with your pathetic life.”
Kairik von Herzen hurled the Count mercilessly into the corridor outside the guest room.
With a thunderous crash, the Count shrieked and tumbled across the floor. The mercenaries bound in chains of light were likewise kicked by Kairik von Herzen’s ferocious assault, discarded like garbage beyond the corridor.
The entire affair took less than ten seconds.
It was immaculate and overwhelming force—not a speck of dust disturbed. The guest room door, restored by Demian Lyart’s meticulous sacred power, closed firmly.
“Violetta, we’ve disposed of all the filth. Do finish your tea before it grows cold.”
Demian Lyart sheathed his holy sword and approached with a respectful bow. Kairik von Herzen likewise brushed his hands clean and drew near, eager to assert his own contribution.
“I was faster. Insects like that need only one punch from me—don’t interfere next time, scholar.”
“Merely hurling them about isn’t everything. I subdued them with precision, minimizing noise and dust exactly as Violetta desired.”
At their adorable quarrel resuming once more, I let out a soft laugh.
Watching the Continent’s most powerful figures, who moments before radiated such menace, bicker desperately for a single word of my praise never failed to deliver a peculiar sense of accomplishment. I rose from my seat, placed the sweetest fruit between Kairik von Herzen’s lips, and pressed a carefully brewed teacup into Demian Lyart’s hands.
“Now, meaningless quarrels have no place during peaceful tea time. If you both continue to guard my side so obediently, I’ll gladly share the joy of this brilliant vacation with you both.”
My languid smile and unexpected tenderness caused both men to inhale sharply, becoming docile as gentle mastiffs. I watched their ears flush crimson in perfect synchrony before speaking again.
“Thanks to both your excellent skill, my mood has brightened. There could be no more perfect leisure than this vacation beneath the Southern Region’s sun.”
I lifted the teacup once more, savoring the fragrant black tea on my tongue. The crashing waves, the steadfast protection of two fierce beasts, and the gentle warmth of the delicate cup against my fingertips.
The brief commotion left by the uninvited guests had instead become a delightful seasoning to this sweet respite.

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