Reader’S Regeneration Life [EN]: Chapter 238

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Coronation Ceremony

‘You’re thinking of entrusting your side to me?’

Sion wondered if he had misheard.

Princess Vanessa herself had subtly shown that she wanted him but couldn’t have him, and now she was suddenly thinking of entrusting her side to him?

“Oh, don’t make such a funny face.

I’m not mincing words with some hidden meaning; I really mean for you to assist me in the closest place to me during the coronation ceremony.”

“Ah, ah…”

“Someone as clever as you is suddenly reacting like a fool.

It makes me want to tease you even more when you show such a side.

Get a grip.”

Vanessa was smiling brightly, but Sion didn’t miss the slight regret lingering on her face.

Despite her words, it was clear she was still contemplating their relationship.

‘Sorry, Princess Vanessa.

But neither you nor I can welcome this connection.

Give up.’

A precedent creates a good justification for later.

Therefore, preventing such precedents is how those in high positions act.

That’s the case for Sion and Princess Vanessa right now.

If the queen and the heir of a great noble family were to be connected, citing the special circumstances of the situation, there would surely be those who would exploit this as an excuse later.

The device that prevents great noble families from becoming the royal family’s in-law power and ensures the loyalty of nobles on the edge of power to the kingdom would be neutralized.

That was Sion’s superficial reason for rejecting Princess Vanessa’s side.

Or, if one were to consider his appearance as a great noble loyal to Hispania.

Sion had a separate, real reason for continuing to distance himself from Princess Vanessa.

‘If I’m connected to a woman of the royal family, I can never bring in another woman.

Even if I ask for permission, it’s impossible.’

That’s right.

This is the most important issue.

Starting with Lilith, several women are preparing to storm Sion’s room tonight, waiting for the opportune moment, and suddenly he has to turn them all away?

Then that would be the start of a true Third World War.

“The one who will sit on the throne at the coronation ceremony always performs a ritual before ascending to the throne.”

“A ritual, you say?”

“Although they become the highest and most noble in the kingdom, it is to not forget the heart of caring for those at the bottom of the kingdom, and to show that heart to the kingdom’s people, that they cast off the splendid clothes they have been wearing and walk barefoot through all the paths of the royal castle in the ordinary clothes worn by the kingdom’s people. It is to show the royal family’s will to work and sacrifice for the kingdom, no matter how shabby they may appear.”

Sion was hearing about such a ritual for the first time.

Apparently, this was also a kind of setting the author had established, but in the novel, Princess Vanessa did not become queen, so this part of the coronation ceremony was not directly explained.

Of course, it was only natural that Sion wouldn’t know about the ritual.

“And when performing that ritual, the one who will become king chooses someone to assist them by their side.

They choose the most outstanding and most loyal.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a knight, a noble, or even an ordinary citizen of the kingdom.”

“Doesn’t guarding the side also have a protection purpose?

I’m sorry, but I…”

“Don’t say that you can’t handle mana and are weak, so you’re not suitable to be by my side.

If I heard that, those who admire your name would wail.”

Even when talking about the groups that admire a mere noble, not the royal family, Princess Vanessa’s reaction wasn’t unpleasant.

Rather, Princess Vanessa was even making a face that showed she was quite looking forward to Sion guarding her side during the ritual.

“I said a month, but if possible, we might hold the coronation ceremony in two or three weeks.

Until then, please thoroughly instill the etiquette that a noble should have in the guest from the north.”

“…Do you perhaps intend to grant Jyan a noble title?”

“Some might think it’s a meaningless act.

The people of the north may also object, saying it’s just a noble title in name only.

But I know that such justification is important, and you know it, and that guest seems to know it too, doesn’t she?”

Princess Vanessa was right.

Simply seeing them as an independent group with a title from the kingdom rather than just the leaders of the northern tribes makes them seem like they have more substance, because the world revolves around names and titles.

Even if it’s just a title in name only, without territory or privileges, it’s proof that they have a close relationship with the Hispania royal family, so it becomes more ambiguous to point swords and spears at each other.

Peace between groups is made up of simpler things than one might think.

And the breaking of that peace often starts with something stranger than one might think.

Princess Vanessa was reaching out to Jyan with that trivial thing.

A meaning to not harm this peace that has been made again by chance and to continue it.

Even if we can’t satisfy each other 100 percent, let’s not do strange things because we regret what we’ve achieved so far.

“She’s such a headstrong woman, I don’t know if she’ll listen well.”

“It’s a little funny to hear you say that.”

“Yes?”

“How many women are by your side that you’re making such a self-deprecating remark?

I would think it’s normal to say not to worry instead.”

“I think that’s a slightly different issue…”

“No, it’s the same issue.

Jyan will surely move as you wish.”

Otherwise, she knows that I can take her away at any time.”

Princess Vanessa didn’t say those words out loud and told Sion that he could step down.

―

Afterward, Sion faced a situation that was much more difficult and arduous than anything he had encountered so far.

“Why do I have to use honorifics?

This person is a Baron, and you are the son of a Margrave [a noble title equivalent to a Marquis], so shouldn’t you be the higher one?”

“I haven’t officially become the head of that family yet, and at the same time, we are both nobles of the kingdom, so I’m using honorifics in the sense of maintaining minimal courtesy.”

“I can’t understand.

When one and one meet, there should naturally be a superior and an inferior, but I don’t know why you’re trying to stand on equal footing.”

“Haa…”

“In the north, even the most outstanding warrior must treat the children of the tribal chief with the utmost respect, as if they were treating the tribal chief.

I think that’s the minimum courtesy to consider the other person.”

Sion felt like he was getting white hair from Jyan, who meticulously questioned even things that would be good to just answer with ‘Okay, I understand’ and move on.

If not, his hair was falling out in clumps.

‘No, damn it!

That can’t happen.

I can’t have hair loss at just twenty, damn it!’

There was something that even his father, the Great Sage, couldn’t do.

That was the strands of hair that were weakly pulled out in his hand every time he washed.

No matter how much he wanted to hold on, no matter how much effort he put in to try to hold on, he couldn’t stop the pale 500-won coin [a small Korean coin, used here to describe a bald spot] that eventually appeared from the crown of his head.

―Hair loss is hereditary, they say.

―

How much stress did he receive after hearing those words, and how much did he neglect his care?

Sion remembered the past when he was careful and cautious, even when combing his hair, lest his precious friends be swept away mercilessly, and he was now anxious about when this abundant body would be hit by that curse beam.

“Can’t you just nod and move on?

I told you to ask when you don’t know or understand, but if you ask five questions every time I tell you one thing, it drives me crazy, you know?”

“But what am I supposed to do?

I’m curious!

I’m curious!”

It’s not like he’s Edison, why does he keep having curiosity about strange things?

Let’s just take it as it is and move on, please.

I’m really going to get hair loss like this.”

Sion sincerely muttered that and grabbed his face.

He was only now teaching the concept of noble titles and the etiquette that comes with them, and the proper attitude to have towards the royal family, but if it was this much, he was truly worried about how much pain he would have to endure when he went further into the advanced course.

“If I had known it would be like this, I should have just said I wouldn’t participate in the coronation ceremony.”

“You’re lying through your teeth, Jyan Temujin.

Who do you think would be at a loss if you said that right now?”

“…”

Jyan closed her mouth at Sion’s sharp question.

She knew that fact well.

That Princess Vanessa inviting her, a woman who is the leader of the northern barbarian tribes, to her coronation ceremony was quite a big adventure for the princess.

And that the invitation was a great favor from Princess Vanessa extended to her.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean and learn diligently.

This is a matter of not only the princess and you but also my honor.”

“Your honor is also at stake?”

“Even though she’s a woman whom nobles disparagingly call a barbarian, if she’s someone who can smile and accommodate rather than assert her pride and get angry, if she’s the leader of proud warriors but lowers herself and unknowingly promotes the kingdom, they won’t be able to antagonize her to the end.

If she’s such a woman, even if she’s a bit lacking, there will be many who think that she’s a somewhat suitable pair for the new master of Klausen.”

“…”

“But Jyan, if you continue to act arbitrarily, naturally the evaluation will drop further, and if you bring up the marriage alliance story, people will say that the kingdom’s hero just fell for her looks and made a foolish decision, right?

How is this any different from my honor being at stake?”

At those words, Jyan shut her mouth tightly and stared at Sion intently.

Sion couldn’t stand Jyan’s gaze, which was so intense and burdensome, and eventually asked why she was staring so much, and Jyan cleared her throat and said the reason.

“…Are you really thinking about it?”

“About what?”

“The marriage, I mean.

That marriage alliance with me.

I’m asking if you really intend to keep it, not just let it fade away.”

“I will if it’s necessary, and I can also do it if the risk burden to bear is small.

Since that’s the reason your tribes and the kingdom stopped being hostile in the first place, shouldn’t we make an effort to keep it as a matter of courtesy?”

“…I see.”

Jyan nodded as if she understood, and unlike before, she started reviewing the etiquette that Sion had taught her, which was quite confusing and sometimes seemed useless, with a very serious demeanor.

Sion was a little taken aback by the sudden change in someone who had been showing a terrible side until now, but he decided to just leave it alone, thinking that this method was better.

At the same time, Princess Vanessa’s words, ‘It’s the same issue.

Jyan will surely move as you wish,’ came to mind, and he felt a little creeped out.

‘Will there really be no more stress now?’

Yeah, no way.

If he was stressed in the morning and afternoon because of Jyan, from the evening on, it was a completely different kind of anger.

To be exact, Sion had to feel the frustration of eating about 2,000 sweet potatoes [a metaphor for feeling extremely frustrated or stifled].

“…”

“So, what I want to say.

That’s…”

“…”

“Eos…?”

“Miss Eos?

Ms. Eos?

Or Eos Baylor…”

Sion’s honest feeling was that he just wanted to break the feather pen in his hand and run out of the room.

Not for 5 minutes, not for 10 minutes, but for a whopping 30 minutes, he had been sitting like this.

He wasn’t agonizing over the content, or even agonizing over what kind of greeting to start with.

He was just wasting 30 minutes on the title.

‘…This is really a load of crap.’

Was this guy this awkward?

That’s not it.

You definitely had a lot of women after you, didn’t you?

There were times when you weren’t, but sometimes you had a knack for catching women’s hearts.

But why are you doing this to me?

Are you testing when a person gets angry and dies?

Or are you really cursing me to get hair loss?

He really wanted to swear once, coolly.

But the person right next to him wasn’t just anyone, it was Kim Yoo-hyun.

The strongest in the world, whom even the Celestials treat as monsters in terms of force, and the protagonist of this novel.

The fist is close, and the knife is closer, but this was a situation similar to a tactical nuke sitting right next to him and agonizing over ‘Should I press the button or not.’

‘The weak are guilty.

If you are weak, don’t grumble and hasten your death, just crawl on your own.’

Sion remembered the bitter back of his father, who endured the bitterness of the world for his family and then had a drink, saying those words.

“Kim Yoo-hyun.”

“…Ah, yes.

Young Master Sion.”

“If you want to subtly emphasize that you’re close, you can just use the name, and if you want to be polite, you can say ‘Mr.’

Or if you want to make a woman a little excited, you can say ‘Miss,’ right?

‘Miss Eos’ feels a little younger than ‘Ms. Eos.'”

Sion was explaining very kindly, like a counselor, even with a business smile.

At that, Kim Yoo-hyun made a face that seemed like he was going to make a decision, saying, ‘Ah, if you say so…,’ but he went back to deliberation mode again.

‘…Jesus.’

If I try to translate that guy’s words into beautiful phrases, it won’t be enough even if it takes months.

I have a strong feeling that I’ll have to stay up all night just to write one greeting.

‘Let’s be patient, let’s be patient.

Our protagonist was originally a very passive and quiet guy in the world.

His mentality wasn’t that strong, but it’s amazing that he endured so well.

He went through so much trouble just to hold a woman’s hand, so this body has to be patient, damn it.’

Sion, who sighed, drew the character for patience while thinking about Kim Yoo-hyun’s real appearance.

Then, suddenly, he had the thought of ‘Should I just go for it?’

‘Wait a minute.

If you think about it, this guy was always quiet and just lived as he pleased, so he doesn’t know much, does he?

Nubeat [likely a reference to a social trend or platform] wasn’t even active at that time.’

Above all, Kim Yoo-hyun’s personality is such that he can’t push himself in these areas.

Unless someone pushes him from behind, saying they’re going crazy with frustration, it will be a continuous series of sweet potatoes, like Lucia in the novel, who vaguely becomes a lover near the end without even confessing.

‘Yoo-hyun.

I’m so sorry for you that I’m going to help you properly this time.

Originally, it’s important to approach carefully like you, but sometimes you need to stab without looking back.’

Sion put Kim Yoo-hyun’s worries aside and started writing something on the letter to send to Eos.

When Kim Yoo-hyun asked what he was writing, he blocked his mouth with the words ‘Trust me.’

‘I’m putting aside greetings and titles.

Eos is no different from Jyan.

The novel said that the sisters are similar to each other, so it’s better to shoot straight than to say things strangely.

It’s different if Eos doesn’t have feelings for Kim Yoo-hyun, but if she sent a letter first, this is over 100 percent, no, 200, no, 1000, no, 10000 percent!’

Thinking that, Sion began to write down the contents as splendidly as if he were drawing a picture, with a literary style as beautiful as this body’s face.

At first, he asked very simple greetings, but even that was very short.

Because the content he wanted to convey was this.

Adding stories little by little in the middle, he makes it completely Kim Yoo-hyun’s story.

―There’s something I really want to tell you.

―It’s hard to believe, but this happened to me.

―I was trapped in a dream.

And my dream came true.

―I realized it after returning to a faraway place.

―I was born to love you.

―Every day of my life.

―Yes, I was born to love you.

―

I was born to love you!

Yoo-hyun, thank you so much for not knowing this song!

―――――――Author’s Notes―――――――

I was born to love you―Queen

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