Ending Maker Episode 462
SS #38 2 years later, each one’s day (3)
#5 The Count Like the Wind and the Count Like Gold
When Eugene and Yuria meet the Fairy Queens and the Angel and the Swordsman continue their meal.
In the northern part of the Kingdom of Seilun, in the great city of Baylun, two counts who had maintained a friendship for decades stood side by side, looking at the same place.
“It’s a nice day.”
An afternoon when sunset is approaching.
Count Chase, as always, snorted in amusement at Count Bayer’s words as he stood at the window.
It wasn’t that I was particularly against Count Bayer’s words.
It was just a habitual snort, and Count Bayer, who knew this fact all too well, continued speaking calmly.
“You’ve grown so much already, time really flies.”
What Count Bayer’s blue eyes saw were two people standing in the garden, talking.
Amber Bayer and Aiden Bayer.
The siblings, who are now seventeen years old, have grown up to be so beautiful and manly that they make anyone who sees them feel happy.
Even as a child, I was worried that I would grow slowly because I had the blood of an angel, but at some point, I started growing faster than my peers.
‘If I think about it, Regina and Yuria too… … They all seem to be growing up a bit quickly.’
Although Ember and Aiden were two people with slightly different circumstances, they were both half-breeds of divine beings, a wild god and an archangel.
Anyway, back to Ember and Aiden.
A soft smile appeared again on Count Bayer’s face as he watched the two grown men.
Because I felt a little bit like Count Chase.
‘They both grew up really well.’
Amber was beautiful and Aiden was handsome.
It is so good that it deserves the adjective ‘outstanding’ in front of it.
Amber Bayer.
The result was quite impressive, with the gorgeous blonde hair and painterly face she inherited from her mother, plus the soft eyes and aura she inherited from her father.
If Adelia, who was beautiful, proud, and sharp at the same time, was like a sword or a thorny rose, then Amber, who was elegant and gentle, reminded me of a saint in a story.
Of course, if Aiden, who was standing next to him, had known about Count Bayer’s thoughts, he would have immediately shook his head, and even Regina would have let out a clumsy laugh, saying, ‘I admit that Ember is beautiful, but a saint is a bit… ‘
That was understandable, because, apart from her appearance and aura, Ember had clearly and strongly inherited Adelia’s blood – or more specifically, Count Chase’s blood.
Looking at Ember’s always smiling face, her grandfather, Count Bayer, felt pleased and said that she resembled Gale or Yuna, but Aiden and Regina thought differently.
‘I don’t know what you’re thinking!’
He’s always smiling, but you can’t tell what he’s thinking.
Even when she was very angry, Amber never lost her elegant smile.
Of course, the fact that ‘they don’t show their true feelings’ was the exact opposite of the Chase Count’s genetic trait(?).
The people of the Count Chase family were the kind of people whose thoughts could be clearly seen just by looking at their faces.
The characteristic of the Chase Counts that Ember inherited was their personality, which could be described as passionate.
Amber was also prone to getting angry and irritated easily, regardless of whether she showed it on the outside.
-That’s why Amber is scary. Even though she’s really angry inside, you can’t tell on the outside. You don’t even realize she’s angry and continue to make Amber angry, and when she finally gets angry, ‘Wow!’ Oh my… Please forgive me. I was wrong.
Even though he remembered what Regina had once said, Count Bayer was still hesitant.
That was understandable, since he had never seen Amber angry before.
‘That’s why it’s scary?!’
If Regina had been there, she would have jumped up and screamed, but unfortunately, she was currently being manipulated by the fairies in the royal capital, not in Baylun, so she couldn’t do anything about the bean-shell in Count Bayer’s eyes.
That was why Count Bayer could only smile at the sight of Ember, wearing a green dress and smiling affectionately at her brother.
And Aiden.
Unlike Amber, he is a young man who has inherited his father’s tall stature and manly, handsome face, as well as his mother’s sharp eyes and dignified, yet proud aura.
Count Bayer thought every time he saw Aiden.
‘He is truly the Count Chase himself.’
A cute creature whose inner thoughts are revealed on the outside, always cheerful and sharp-tongued, but actually soft and gentle on the inside.
Count Chase was like that, Adelia was like that, and Cordelia was like that too, so it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that she is the bloodline of the Count Chase family.
Count Bayer, who was looking at his grandson and granddaughter who followed their mother’s path of magic instead of the path of the sword like their father, opened his mouth as if in passing at one moment.
“Was it around that time?”
The moment when Uther and Cordelia started to really fall in love.
Count Chase, who understood Count Bayer’s words perfectly, laughed out loud.
“It’s still too early.”
It’s too soon for either of them to get engaged or married.
I’ll give you a hundred concessions, but Aiden may not be okay, but Ember absolutely cannot.
Unlike Yuria, who lived in the Holy Land, Count Chase had a particularly strong love for his granddaughter, perhaps because Ember was practically raised in Byelun by the Count Chase family.
If Amber suddenly brings in a dark-skinned man from somewhere and says he’s her boyfriend… … .
As Count Chase’s face hardened at the mere thought of it, Count Bayer smiled sadly, as if the men of Count Bayer’s house had been repeatedly enchanting the women of Count Chase’s house, and said,
“You are always the same.”
On the surface, they keep being excited, but what if they really bring her and Amber says she likes it?
Wouldn’t it be the same as when Yuri brought Eugene?
Count Chase furrowed his brows as Count Bayer chuckled.
Because it was obvious what the old Jiwoo was thinking.
“Hey, how’s Regina doing these days?”
First of all, unlike Ember who didn’t officially have anyone in particular to date – there was an entire army of young men courting her – Regina had a so-called ‘boyfriend’, if not a fiancé, for the past two years.
In response to Count Chase’s question, Count Bayer smiled gently and said:
“It seems like you’re doing well. To anyone, Elwin is a wonderful young man—no, a boy.”
Although he looked like a grown man in his twenties, Elwin was actually only thirteen years old.
“But why is your expression like that?”
Count Chase asked with narrowed eyes, and Count Bayer answered with a slightly awkward smile.
“Well… … since it’s you, I’m saying this, but it’s… … really big.”
Perhaps because he resembled Yuna, he was small in stature, but unlike Regina, who was only about 160 cm tall, Elwin was truly huge.
He was taller than Count Bayer himself, who was in his late 180s, and even taller than Count Chase, who was well over 190.
Elwin is probably about 2 meters tall.
But he wasn’t just big, he had huge muscles too.
Sometimes, I would look at Elwin’s triceps and see that they looked similar to Regina’s waist.
A true human tank.
A moving giant.
The problem was that Elwin was only thirteen years old.
‘It’ll definitely be bigger… … .’
Maybe I will really grow to the level of the warrior of the sun, Landius.
“Um… Regina will take care of it.”
“Um… … I guess so.”
Anyway, what can I do if Regina is good?
Elwin himself is so big, but other than that, he’s a really great boy.
Count Bayer, recalling Regina choosing a swimsuit all day long while saying she was going to the royal bathhouse with Elwin, made a complex expression that was both pleased and bitter.
But that was just then.
“How are you, Alice?”
Count Bayer smiled before answering Count Chase’s question.
That smile looks like it could melt away at any moment.
Alice Bayer.
The youngest daughter of the Counts of Bayer, born just a year ago.
The youngest of the Super Great brothers, with a 40 year age gap with the eldest son, Gale.
“Our Alice… … is so cute.”
Yesterday, I was hugging Yuna and running around, and the sight of her running around was really, really lovely.
I want to tell Yuder so much that he is included in the Bible as an angel of cuteness.
“Huh, don’t be so arrogant. Do you know how old you are?”
“Ahem, the wind is always… … free… … Got it, got it. I said got it? Don’t look at me like that.”
“Ugh, that damn wind.”
I thought he had stopped saying it as he got older, but at some point he started saying it again. It was a habit of Count Bayer.
But is that why?
It was Count Chase who suddenly came to mind.
It was a long time ago, almost 40 years ago, when Count Bayer was running wild like a thug and Count Chase himself was there to clean up the mess.
A burning love that began after their first meeting in the royal capital, and a journey that was truly a journey that was undertaken with the determination to give up everything, unlike the popular love escapes of today.
and-
-This is our baby.
The sight of her smiling translucently, holding Edward in her arms, right in the garden where Ember and Aiden were standing.
A leather pouch that was always filled with small gifts.
I patted Edward’s head as he held a large book in the garden.
He held Adelia in his arms, who was glowing with magical flames and looking very proud, and smiled brightly as he kissed Cordelia’s small forehead.
It was a long time ago.
It was something that happened more than a few decades ago.
But I could still remember it clearly.
That smile, that warmth, that awkward greeting we shared the first day we met.
“Aeris.”
I said it out loud without thinking.
A name I will never forget.
A name that will always be with you, no matter how long the rest of your life is.
That’s why Count Bayer said nothing.
He didn’t offer hasty consolation, nor did he make presumptuous remarks such as suggesting that it might be better to just forget about it.
Count Bayer knew it well.
Just like gold, which never changes, Count Chase’s heart will never change.
That even after a thousand years, even after ten thousand years, only one person will remain in his heart.
The count, like the wind, was silent.
I watched the sunset with the golden count and reminisced about memories that would never fade.
#6 The dark-skinned maid and the shameless knight
The time when the clear, blue sky turns crimson with the wind blowing from the east.
A knight with long, light brown hair stood in the middle of the garden, looking up at the sky.
