Sister, I Hit You Because There Was a Ghost Behind You - Chapter 78

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Chapter 78. The Emerald Sea and a Dazzling Promenade
When I opened my eyes late in the morning, the brilliant sky peculiar to Solea stretched endlessly beyond the window—a pristine, radiant blue that hurt to look at.
The tedious traces of magical corruption seemed to have been completely washed away by the refreshing sea breeze of the Southern Region.
I stretched luxuriously in the plush bed, savoring the perfect leisure of a morning that had finally arrived.
“Today, I shall take a walk as elegantly as a noblewoman of the Southern Region.”
I examined the wardrobe and drew out a light sky-blue silk dress.
The design, which gently cinched only at the waist instead of constraining me with a suffocating corset, harmonized perfectly with the atmosphere of a resort.
With a softly gleaming pearl necklace and a white-brimmed hat to shield from the sun, the mirror reflected back an impeccably refined Count.
As I stepped out of the Guest Room, two men already perfectly prepared for departure stood like ornamental pillars before the door.
“Oh, Violetta! The dress you wear today is like a fairy of the heavens. I must hold fast to that fluttering fabric lest the wind carry it away.”
The moment Kairik von Herzen saw me, his eyes sparkled, and he approached with his hand subtly reaching toward my waist. But before his fingers could touch me, Demian Lyart, resplendent in dazzling white formal attire, gently deflected Kairik’s wrist and positioned himself before me.
“Do not presume to lay profane hands upon Violetta’s noble bearing. Today, your appearance is clearer than the seas of Solea, more merciful than any goddess. It is almost a shame that only my eyes should behold it.”
Demian knelt gracefully on one knee and left a feather-light kiss upon the back of my hand.
Inundated with praise from the two strongest beings in their respective worlds from the very morning, I opened my fan to conceal my lips and smiled softly.
“Both of you are far too generous with your compliments. If you would escort me with proper decorum, we could begin this delightful promenade at once.”
At my words, Demian Lyart extended his arm with grace, while Kairik von Herzen compromised by walking closely at my other side.
The Seaside Promenade of Solea bustled with crowds seeking to enjoy the peace of midday.
Elegant open-air cafés lined beneath palm trees, the sound of waves breaking upon soft white sand—everything was perfectly picturesque. Yet the most striking element in that picture was undoubtedly our party.
Demian, called the greatest knight of the Continent, with his sacred beauty, and Kairik von Herzen, the ruler of the Northern Region, with his wild magnetism. And between them, I walked with unhurried grace, instantly capturing the gazes of all around us.
“My, look at them. They seem to have stepped right out of a painting.”
“What noble house does that young lady belong to, that she commands such formidable attendants?”
To the murmurs and admiring glances that drifted from those around us, the two beasts flanking me began to react, each in their own manner.
“Hmph, how dare they stare so intently. I should pluck out their eyes entirely.”
Kairik von Herzen bared his sharp fangs and began to emanate a terrifying killing intent toward the onlookers. As the startled crowd recoiled in alarm at the beast’s aura, Demian Lyart maintained his gentle smile while subtly shielding me with his broad shoulders, adding softly:
“Kairik, do you intend to drench Violetta’s promenade in bloodshed? I shall gently veil such impertinent gazes with a curtain of light, so do not growl like a beast.”
Though his words were mild, Demian’s blue eyes had frozen with a silent pressure to block out all external attention.
I sighed lightly in exasperation and tapped both their arms with my fan.
“Both of you, cease this at once. At such a beautiful resort, I cannot have my attendants appearing like ruffians picking quarrels with passersby. They merely gaze because the Southern sun is pleasant—do not be so oversensitive.”
At my gentle yet firm rebuke, the two beasts fell silent for a moment.
“You are right, Violetta. I allowed jealousy to cloud my judgment and failed to appreciate your compassion.”
“Tch, if that’s what you say, then walk quietly. But if anyone so much as brushes your collar, my claws won’t remain idle.”
Leading the now-docile great hounds, I settled into the outdoor seating of the finest Luxury Restaurant along the beach.
Before me stretched an endless expanse of emerald sea, rippling refreshingly, while a gentle sea breeze tickled my cheeks.
“Shall we place an order, noble lords and lady?”
Demian Lyart ordered without hesitation fresh seafood dishes made from Southern specialties and sweet fruit desserts from the approaching server. While we awaited the meal, Kairik von Herzen gently adjusted my hat’s brim to shield me from the sun.
Before long, the server carefully set elaborate dishes upon the table in silver platters.
Fresh lobster just caught from the waters before the Southern Region, tender scallops grilled over charcoal, and a clear appetizer accompanied by fragrant herbs—all exhaled an appetizing aroma.
The cool sea breeze brushed past my nose, further stimulating my appetite.
“Allow me to prepare it for you, Violetta.”
Demian Lyart picked up a silver knife and fork as if he had been waiting for this moment. Each time his long, refined fingers moved with elegance, the hard lobster shell was instantly stripped away, leaving only the softest, most succulent meat divided into perfect portions and arranged modestly upon my plate.
The meticulous process of stripping the bone clean and layering on the special marinade was executed with such precision and fluidity that it resembled the crafting of a masterpiece.
“Demian’s skill is flawless whether he wields a holy sword or a knife. Thank you.”
As I smiled and elegantly bit into the shellfish dish with my fork, a faint blush crept across Demian Lyart’s ears beneath his silvery hair.
He couldn’t conceal his overflowing joy and responded tenderly.
“Everything that touches your lips must exist in the purest and most perfect state in this world. I’m relieved it suits your palate.”
Unable to endure the peaceful, gentle atmosphere, Kairik von Herzen tapped the table sharply and growled.
“Ha! Look at you, performing some sacred ritual over a meal. Real flavor comes from cutting meat or fish into generous chunks and chewing them down with a full mouth. Violetta, come here. I’ll pick out the biggest, plumpest one from this Southern sea for you.”
Rather than using delicate utensils like Demian Lyart, Kairik von Herzen snapped off the massive claw of a lobster with his bare hand, extracted the pristine white meat, and suddenly thrust it toward my lips.
His crimson eyes gleamed with the fervent hunger of a beast desperate for me to accept it immediately.
It was a rough, direct approach that could have seemed discourteous, but knowing the magnitude of affection contained within that wildness, I didn’t hesitate. I parted my lips slightly and bit into the delicacy of the sea he offered, and fresh juices flooded my mouth.
“My, it’s truly tender and delicious. Perhaps because Kairik personally selected it, it tastes unusually sweeter.”
At my gentle praise, Kairik von Herzen’s lips stretched into a grin so wide it nearly reached his ears.
He turned to regard Demian Lyart triumphantly and arrogantly tilted his chin upward. A flash of cold jealousy sparked in Demian Lyart’s clear blue eyes, but before the two could resort to force in the middle of the dining hall again, I quickly placed a sweet fruit slice in each of their mouths.
“Come now, with delicious food before us, such pointless displays of dominance are forbidden. You are both magnificent and beloved guardians to me, so let us simply enjoy this meal in peace today.”
The two fierce beasts, who seemed ready to explode at any moment, obediently nodded like docile large hounds as they licked the fruit juice from their lips.
“This peace isn’t so bad. Just yesterday I was treading on bone fragments in the Basement.”
As I murmured languidly while tilting a glass of fruit wine, Demian Lyart adjusted my napkin and met my gaze tenderly.
“If it is your wish, Violetta, I shall make every remaining day as serene and beautiful as this. So that only petals and sunlight fill every place your footsteps touch.”
“Smooth words, aren’t they, sir. Violetta, show me action rather than such flattering talk. Once we finish dining, I’ll rent that Yacht floating out there for you entirely. Let’s truly enjoy ourselves on the sea without anyone’s interference.”
The two men’s competitive displays of affection showed no signs of ending, yet I found even that commotion pleasant, like white noise that soothed me.
Delicious food, endlessly crashing waves, and two perfect knights who shield me from every danger in the world.
This perfect tranquility that arrived after all the chaos subsided.
‘How lovely.’
I stretched and smiled contentedly.

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