The Guardian Knight of Affection-Starved Young Ladies

Chapter 64

63 – The Blue Spread in the Social World (06)

064.

Clink-

An antique teacup is placed down with an elegant gesture.

Even with a single movement, one can see how deeply ingrained manners and refinement are.

“Hmm…”

Richeza Zikawood murmured softly, barely audible, as she looked around.

It’s quiet.

That unfamiliar word perfectly describes the current situation.

Only young ladies with elegance and refinement can enter Ekklesia.

But even the daughters of such influential families are, after all, girls of that age.

With Daphnis, who likes to lead the atmosphere, Ekklesia is at least a lively gathering.

Sometimes Daphnis and Belle exchange sharp opinions.

Richeza liked this aspect of Ekklesia.

The presence of being a member of Ecclesia solidified his position within the family.

He also very much enjoyed the lovely Daphnis and the giggling.

However, it is quiet.

To be precise, it seems more accurate to say it has ‘become quiet.’

Is it because Eliana and Selassie have entered?

It is true that the opinions of the two young ladies clash far more than those of Daphnis and Belle.

It is also true that Eliana’s personality is so cold it could be considered freezing.

Well.

That alone cannot create this atmosphere.

“D-Daphnis…”

One young lady, soaked in bewilderment, hesitantly asked Daphnis.

Not too long ago.

Belle had asked Daphnis about the source of his information.

At that time, he had clearly set an invisible day.

Belle’s attitude of asking ‘Can you take responsibility for that statement?’ was only natural.

This time, it was not Belle, but a young lady from the count’s family, who was considered quite ordinary, who repeated the question.

Naturally, it would be reasonable for the atmosphere to become as cold as it was then.

But Daphnis could not do that.

It is simple.

He knew well how absurd his own words were.

Even getting angry has its limits.

This is not a matter of pride, but rather a situation where he must present evidence to prove his words.

“…My words are not wrong. I clearly saw the application with my own eyes.”

Daphnis would rather say that his eyes were wrong.

Why wouldn’t he?

Ecclesia’s predecessor could be said to be this teahouse.

The relationship that has continued since the previous generation is not something that can be easily broken.

So naturally.

The most antique teahouse in the central square of this city of Mland is also a grateful entity that helps with Ecclesia’s administration.

The administration is limited to receiving applications from those who want to join the new meeting, though.

Now, that event has already occurred.

Daphnis quietly placed the paper document adorned with elaborate decorations on the table.

All eyes turned to it.

The paper document was also filled with ornate handwriting.

To summarize the content, it was simple.

The desire to enter Ecclesia, which holds a long history and is full of beautiful flowers, was beautifully wrapped in various embellishments.

The gazes of those who read the content turned to the name of the person who wrote this application.

[Sinat Dranus]

“Dranus…”

“Is it the family I know…”

“…”

Even Riche reacted to that name.

No one would dare to impersonate the name of Dranus in the Claire Empire.

No one would dare to impersonate the name of Dranus in the Claire Empire, as everyone knows the family that holds the genius archmage Blamia.

It is said that the reason the imperial family has taken its current stance is because of Dranus.

A lady who proudly bears such a great surname.

Click.

Everyone’s gaze, which had been fixed on the application, turned away.

“Why are you so nervous? It’s not something that will cause any harm.”

It was Selassie who put down the teacup.

The genius eldest daughter of the Hyatt family,

and the future ruler of the North.

“If the Dranus family enters Ecclesia, it will grow enough to intervene in the affairs of adults, not to mention the social circles. Naturally, our value will rise accordingly.”

A statement that was extremely realistic, unlike her innocent smile.

But no one could refute her words.

Because her words were so accurate.

Because no one had the courage to deny Hyatt’s words.

“…If it’s Dranus. Then Kalen too…”

“Oh my. Lady Eliana. Eclesia is for women only, you know?”

Except for one girl.

Eliana Lacatus.

The only girl here who can counter Selacia’s words.

Selacia responded to Eliana’s muttering.

“Kallen can’t come. This is a place where men cannot enter.”

“…”

“His talent is still far from being revealed to the world.”

Eliana slowly closed and opened her eyes.

Apart from Eliana and Selacia, no one here understands the meaning behind those words.

When Kallen left after solving the affairs of the two young ladies, he stayed in the third rank.

Even now, with the fifth rank as the minimum, the path is still distant, and it is even more impossible for the Kallen they remember to reveal himself.

“So? Will you all accept it?”

Selacia skillfully set the mood and asked everyone.

Although they briefly strayed off topic, the subject was still the debut of Sinat Dranus.

The question was whether Eclesia would take on the first chapter of his brilliant career.

Selacia looked around at everyone.

Eliana quietly watched only Selacia.

It was clear who the master of this gathering was.

Daphnis clenched her hand under the table and swallowed her sorrow.

Both the precious Eclesia.

And the mysterious boy named Kallen.

Daphnis, who had never felt regret for her family in her life.

In this situation, it was clear that no one could endure.

“I… agree…”

The minimum pride that Daphnis could take.

Was to be the first among the remaining ones to agree.

“Me too…”

“I agree.”

“Yes…”

The other ladies at the table, after some hesitation, gradually voiced their agreement.

Selassie looked at them with joy, then turned to Eliana, who had yet to speak.

“…I like it too.”

“Then it’s decided?”

Selassie picked up the application form on the table.

With a polite farewell, she said,

“I’ll handle this. I think that’s enough for today’s meeting. Have a good day, everyone.”

Before anyone could say anything else,

Selassie finished her farewell and promptly left the room.

Why she was in such a hurry,

everyone was puzzled, but among them, only one,

Eliana, after a moment of thought,

screech-!

uncharacteristically pushed her chair back roughly and stood up, following Selassie.

The sudden situation left everyone momentarily stunned.

But they could all guess that something was about to happen.

The ladies began to stand up awkwardly.

Everyone in Ecclesia hesitantly followed the half-open door.

…Daphnis Lecalin’s face was also among them.

“When will it be done?”

“Please wait a moment, Lady Dranus. They are having a meeting inside.”

“They wouldn’t reject me, would they?”

Meanwhile, in the central square of Mland City,

at the entrance of the most elegant and grand tea house,

a small conversation could be heard.

Sinat, ever sociable, was talking with a woman who appeared to be the owner of the tea house,

while Kallen, looking down the path leading inside, nodded at Sinat’s words.

“Annoying…”

“How do you plan to talk to others?”

“That’s a different story, Carl! You lack empathy!”

“…”

The teahouse owner couldn’t hide his surprise at their casual conversation.

Dranus.

The young lady, who bears the name of Dranus, is having a casual conversation with a boy she has never seen before.

Though it might be self-praise, the teahouse owner thought he knew enough about the social world.

After all, this is the exclusive shop of Ecclesia.

If a merchant couldn’t notice that much, he wouldn’t be qualified.

From his perspective, the boy’s face was unfamiliar.

Not only was he not one of the famous young lords of the social world, but he also had a face so unfamiliar that one would believe he was stepping into the social world for the first time.

‘With that face, there will be quite a stir.’

The teahouse owner, who was slowly examining Kallen’s face, was convinced.

There was no way that face hadn’t spread in the social world, so he must be a young lord who hadn’t even attended any gatherings.

His calculations were quick, and his actions even quicker.

“Young lord, where do you belong?”

“Me?”

“Yes. If you don’t have a place in mind, may I recommend one?”

Kallen furrowed his brows.

The strangely thin voice seemed to mistake him for a young lord who had just stepped into the social world.

It was a kind interest, but it was an impossible suggestion, so he was about to cut it off.

Chill.

Feeling a chill right next to him, Kallen turned to look.