Chapter 175


    In Alesias voice, Violet noticed strength and confidence.


    She understood why Marchioness Leshan had described her daughter as a colt jumping around like its gone crazy.


    To ovee opposition, one sometimes had to shout and assert their opinions, even if it meant sounding like a lunatic.


    Alesia and Violet led different lives. Just as Alesia couldntprehend Violets struggles, there were undoubtedly concerns in Violets life that Alesia didnt understand.


    Violet knew this fact. Alesia, trapped in her own world and unable to see beyond, emerged from her self-contained world for the sake of her goal.


    Smiling at Alesia, Violet said,


    I can at least offer some support.


    Next time we meet, Ducal Lady, you will surely address me as Dame.


    Alesia imed this with confidence. It was an ambitious statement, but at the same time, it hinted at the long road shed have to tread ahead.


    As Violet stifled a little click of the tongue, Alesiaughed and extended her hand.


    So, Ill show a different side of myself at the huntingpetition.


    It was a good conclusion.


    * * *


    The significance of the huntingpetition ran deep, intertwined with the empires long-standing traditions and history.


    However, the current significance of the huntingpetition had long since deviated.


    A disy of skill, status, and camaraderiethe imperial event where all three could be showcased.


    Although it was once an event held to strengthen the foundation of the nation, Violet thought it had failed in that regard.


    Well, for the lower sses beneath the nobility, it served as a public holiday, so it wasnt entirely a lost cause.


    The huntingpetition took ce in the forest near the pce. A skilled knight order would capture low-level monsters in advance, releasing them in thepetition area for participating nobles to showcase their skills in hunting.


    Considering it was hosted by the imperial family, invitations were scarce. However, naturally, the members of House Everettof course, including Violet S. Everettreceived invitations.


    Despite having such privileges, Violet found the huntingpetition bothersome.


    It was only obvious. The huntingpetition had not only turned into a stage for disys but also gathered people crazed about love and romance, to the extent that it could be called a lovers event instead of a patriotic event.


    Men hunted prey and monsters using swords, bows, and their martial prowess.


    Women, in return, handed over handkerchiefs they had personally embroidered as a wish for the mens safety.


    The huntingpetition originated from legends of the first emperor, and the story was filled with love. Thus, romantic expectations naturally followed such an event.


    The winner would present a trophy to their lover who had given them a handkerchief. Popr knights received numerous handkerchiefs, while less popr men experienced the pitiful situation of not receiving even one.


    In this stage Violet, who could not wield a sword herself, had a clear role.


    To present a handkerchief to the person she liked.


    Well, its supposed to be like that. However, she didnt quite love anyone, but she had no choice but to be swayed by peer pressure.


    Above all though, she had no talent for embroidery though.


    With these considerations, Violet, who had been contemting in the gallery, changed her destination and headed towards the training grounds. Knights engrossed in their drills didnt notice her arrival.


    Having spotted her target, Violet entered the training ground confidently. Only then did the knights notice the presence of thedy, and a few of them swallowed their surprised gasps.


    Hey.


    Cairn was in the midst of practicing his swordsmanship. So, when someone had so informally called him like that, he whipped his head around annoyedly to look at who <i>dared </i>call the third son of the duke in that manner.


    But once he realized that it was Violet, he swallowed the retort that had been ready at the tip of his tongue.


    What is it?


    Are you entering it, too?


    Huh?


    The huntingpetition.


    Oh.


    Grateful that his older sister hade to talk to him for the first time, Cairn replied enthusiastically. On the surface though, it sounded like a dry response.


    I havent graduated yet, so technically, I shouldnt be able to enter. But I got a special invitation, you know? Usually, nobles are all about principles and stuff, but they really just ignore rules most of the time.


    Is that so?


    Whats up though? Whyre you asking?


    Having received an answer from Cairn, Violet turned away without hesitation. Seeing her back, the bewildered third young master watched Violet with a helpless expression, but she didnt turn back.


    She didnt want to proceed here anymore. With that thought in mind, Violet left the training ground and returned to the mansion, waiting for Roen.


    The dukes heir, who had been caught by the crown prince and had escaped early today, answered Violets question briefly.


    Ill show up for the sake of formalities, but I dont n to participate in the hunt. By any chance, if youre thinking of giving me a handkerchief


    It was a hopeless, thick-faced dream of his. Violet once again turned away and showed her back to him without a hint of regret.


    Even if she really didnt want to go, she couldnt avoid it.


    She asked just in case, but she was immediately shot down. It was reiterated that she <i>must</i> attend.


    Violet let out a deep sigh.


    Already tired just thinking about all the passive-aggressive power ys shed have to endure, Violet pressed her eyelids firmly.


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