207. Chapter 204 The Ritual of Returning to Childhood

Chapter 204 The Ritual of Returning to Childhood
Because of Meg’s presence, today’s Ivars did not head to the White Dancing Shoes Club. Instead, he followed Meg after class.

However, what made him somewhat surprised was that Meg ended up leading him to Aiwas’ own dormitory.

14 Ronin Street.

Meg seemed to have a key to this villa as well.

I don’t know if it’s the privilege of the Minister of Studies, or if it was handed over to her by Isabel …… Judging from the fact that Isabel didn’t mention a word about it, Ivars thinks it should be the former.

“Sit down, boy.”

Meg sat down graciously in the parlor and handed Lily the wine she carried in her hand.

At the same time, the older woman casually asked, “Can you drink?”

“What kind of wine is this?” Ivars didn’t quite recognize the bottle.

“Fino Shirley, not strong.”

Meg summarized, “Sweet.”

“That’s fine.”

Ivars readily responded.

Looking at Meg’s friendly attitude, he gradually dropped his guard.

If the old lady really came to settle the score with herself, the odds were that she wouldn’t buy herself a drink.

Although it is not yet dinner, drinking on an empty stomach is not good for the body …… but since it is sweet, it should not be a big problem.

Lily skillfully poured wine and added ice for the two. Afterward, she stood quietly behind Ivars with her hands folded.

“Hey, you sit too.”

Meg said to Lily with a grin, “There’s no need for such niceties with me, have a drink for yourself too – no problem, kid?”

“Sure.” Ivars nodded readily.

He certainly didn’t have any thoughts of “this is out of order”. Rather, he and Lily were usually quite casual when there were no outsiders.

Although Lily was sometimes shy, she was actually quite happy.

But that was in private.

Nowadays, in front of Meg, the Grand Arbiter, she would still be a little apprehensive. Since she wasn’t familiar with Meg, she didn’t know if this was just a polite mention, or if she really thought so.

However, since Aiwas had given the word, she could only listen to her master.

After taking a sip of wine while Lily poured it, Meg said bluntly, “I say, boy. What do you think of little Isa?”

Her hand shook subconsciously, narrowly missing spilling her wine. Luckily, Lily’s hand was steady, and that’s why it only wobbled slightly.

“Very nice girl. …… What’s wrong?”

Ivas hesitated, but answered so anyway.

“Oh,” said the old lady lightly, “and when do you intend to marry?”

“Cough, cough ……”

Ivars coughed up a mouthful of wine.

–Appeared, the elders’ trademark meeting to urge marriage!
No, you don’t even lay the groundwork?
“This ah ……”

Aiwas smiled helplessly, “It’s better to wait a bit more ……”

“Wait? What’s the matter, you have other girlfriends?”

“That’s not true.”

“Really? [Honestly].”

“Really no.”

Ivars replied affirmatively, “I haven’t had a girlfriend yet. Also, can Minister Meg …… not use the spirit of speech on me?”

“Oh, sorry.”

Meg nodded matter-of-factly, “Usually used to it. Since you don’t like it, you won’t afterward. After all, this isn’t an interrogation, just a conversation.

“…… But, you’ve actually never had a girlfriend? According to my investigation, your popularity rating isn’t like this ah ……”

“A wind review is a wind review, a person is a person.”

Aywas shook his head, “A lot of girls at this age don’t understand exactly why their hearts flutter. Maybe it’s just a serious favor, maybe it’s a nice sounding thank you, or maybe it’s a physical intimacy. But I don’t think they’re actually looking straight into their hearts.”

“Oh, I see.”

Meg clasped her hands to her chest and summarized, “It means that you’re on the side that’s being chased and not being caught up – what kind of traditional Missy are you? It’s too hard to chase when you’re so abrasive, isn’t it? You’re not still a virgin, are you?”

“Ah, that wouldn’t be ……”

Ivars took a sip of wine as if nothing had happened. Lily on the side also drank a sip following Aiwas’ action as if nothing had happened, and then choked and coughed softly.

Meg glanced at her, and then it dawned on her, “Oh, right. You boys do have personal maids.

“How old were you when you started?”

“Young Master was thirteen or fourteen, I think, when he was first initiated. And I was about twenty-two or thirty.”

It wasn’t Ivars who answered, but Lily.

She said seriously, “After that, it’s been until now.

“This is the duty of a personal maid. In order to prevent leaving illegitimate daughters outside at a young age …… that would become a handle for the family. At the same time, it’s also so that you won’t have too much desire as a teenager and be easily tricked, or unmotivated to study.

“In the end it’s roughly a family marriage anyway. If you have your own lover before that, it will become troublesome. What’s more, according to the young master’s character, it’s easy to provoke people. If he can’t hold himself, it’s something that could easily go wrong.”

She blushed a little as she spoke at first, but gradually blushed as normal afterward, “But other than me, young master hasn’t touched anyone else.”

“…… You Knight Family play really flowery.”

On the contrary, Meg’s expression became a bit complicated.

But that was normal.

It was easy for teenagers to get hot blooded. She herself had come from that time after all, and still understood.

However ……

Meg looked over at Lily and opened her mouth a little puzzled, “Aren’t you a bastard daughter yourself?”

“Yes,” Lily nodded, “That’s why I don’t want someone who will live a life of pain like I did.”

“It’s not likely, is it? Even though the little fox seems quite the womanizer, he shouldn’t be a scumbag like Charles.” Meg had no problem scolding someone.

Charles was Lily’s biological father. The Charles Drost who had murdered her mother and tried to murder his own biological daughter …… who didn’t even remember Lily’s voice at all.

“…… It wasn’t just that.”

Lily shook her head, stubbornly, “Bastards are always bad, it’s not honorable. It also only makes everyone unfortunate.”

She was obviously very firm on the subject.

So Meg didn’t continue to bring it up.

Meg turned back to Ivars, “So what, you wouldn’t want Isabel to drop her reserve and status to chase you, would you?”

“I just think that she doesn’t actually know me very well.”

Ivars held his wine glass and spoke softly, “A large part of her understanding of me, her favorable impression of me, comes from our encounter in the dream when we first met. Her perceptions and expectations of me may be misplaced …… What she likes may not be me, or it may just be the ‘fox’ in the dream.”

These were words he couldn’t normally say to anyone.

It was only after a rare encounter with Meg, a respectable and at the same time tight-lipped elder, that he was finally able to say a little something.

In the dream, the two of them were a close couple, and she was also “Ivars’ mother”. Such a close and complicated relationship could easily intoxicate a girl who had never been exposed to social interaction before. It’s like a dreamy, heaven-sent dream lover.

“But it’s unethical to take advantage of her ecstasy while she’s feeling psychedelic.”

Aywas spoke seriously, “Besides, I’m not ready to get married on this. So please don’t mention it again yet.”

Although he seemed flamboyant, he was usually all tease and no goods.

This was because he was actually very cautious about his feelings, and was worried that he would choose the wrong person and that the other person would choose the wrong person.

If he wants to choose a lover, then he must be the one whose personality and habits match his own, who confirms that the other party is truly in love with him and that he loves her enough to accompany him to the end.

If after the relationship is confirmed, there is a regret, or even just a moment of unhappiness between the two parties, then Ivars consider the relationship to be scribbled and incomplete.

“…… What a rarity, a perfectionist in relationships.”

Meg had obviously seen it all before. With a single word, she had revealed the essence of Aywas.

She sighed, “That’s really not a good match …… Little Isa came up and chose such a difficult opponent for herself.”

“Not an opponent.”

Aiwas corrected, “The way of feelings, both parties are not rivals. Rather, they are partners …… You wouldn’t be inexperienced as well, would you?”

“Hahaha, how dare you say that you kid!”

Meg sniffed and was overjoyed and laughed.

She drained her glass, leaving only the large ice cube to fall back into the glass with a clang.

Watching Lily pour herself a drink, she burped.

“I was young once, too.”

Meg sighed, “He died young though …… probably in his early thirties?”

“Died in battle?” Ivars guessed.

“Oh, you’re overestimating him. He’s not that impressive.”

Meg summed it up simply and bluntly in a very vulgar dialect, “He was out exploring so wild that he got eaten by a dragon. We were just married then, and we didn’t even end up with a cub.”

…… No, I’d say this is much more bullish than death in battle.

Ivars thought to himself.

How many people never see a dragon in their lives …… Many young people today, even think that dragons are just a legend that does not exist anymore.

Of course Ivars knew that dragons existed, but he knew better that they were very rare.

“So I probably understand where you’re coming from. I don’t think it’s right, but equally I don’t think it’s wrong.”

Meg sighed and picked up her glass, “If only you were a dandy with low morals. Then I could have spoken directly to Isabel. Maybe she’d cry for a while, but it’s better than challenging an evil dragon.”

“It’s not so much an evil dragon, is it ……”

“Heh, not necessarily.” Meg’s gaze seemed to be able to see through hearts.

She snorted, “Not to mention that. On Little Isa’s side, what are you going to say?”

“Let’s get along for a while longer……. At least help her get promoted a few more times.”

Ivas replied, “It may not help her if she relies on Sherlock alone – mainly because she may not listen to Sherlock’s commands.”

Sherlock and Isabel’s personalities were clearly incompatible.

Even though Sherlock was loyal to the Queen, the fact that they were able to argue so violently when they first met in a dream and neither of them knew each other was proof of that. It was because it was still unclear who the other person was that that could reveal its own attitude.

After Sherlock recognized the identity of “Lulu”, his attitude changed significantly.

But that was not good.

It’s not good for Sherlock because he obviously doesn’t want to take Isabel with him, and even for him Isabel is kind of a drag; and it’s not good for Isabel …… because she’s too emotional and can’t understand Sherlock’s reasoning and plans.

And Ivars can play the role of lubricant.

He can be friends with most people – as long as it’s not someone he hates. If it’s someone he hates, then Ivas just wants him dead.

“But I may not live that long.”

Meg’s brow furrowed as she contemplated whether or not she wanted to give it another push.

And at that moment, Ivars’ frown was loosened.

“That one’s easy.”

Aywas said briskly, “Do you want to live longer? I have a way on my side.”

“…… Be forewarned, I have an aversion to dusk, and am an outcast from the Sand Timepiece. Neither Equilibrium nor the life-extending effects of the Way of Dusk will work.” Meg cautioned.

“I know.”

Aywas nodded, “There are other ways on my side.

“For example, the ritual of breaking the cocoon into a butterfly …… to return to old age.”

Chapter 2 is still posted around two~
Work routine fell apart again, fell asleep at 4:30 last night (pounding the ground)

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