Scarlet
Stories
2
Chapters
29
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45.6 K
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Reading
3 h, 48 m
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"...Will this be okay?" "It should be... probably. And didn’t Lake’s younger brother get a job at this duchy? To some extent, it’s only right to accommodate the young lady..." The riflemen carried their belongings and entered the mansion. After the operation at the black market and the subsequent reprimand from the brigade commander, it was hard to imagine they’d leave a good impression on the Lopitz ducal family. Staying here as guests was bound to feel awkward for…-
21.2 K • Ongoing
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In a secluded corner of the imperial palace, a clearing where no one paid much attention. Normally, the soldiers who had finished their night shift would exchange duties with the day shift and start their day with breakfast, but today was different. The tent where they had sheltered from the wind and rain was dismantled and loaded onto a carriage, and the heavy weapons were neatly arranged with their muzzles and triggers sealed. Alex folded the tent fabric with the…
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21.2 K • Ongoing
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“Go inside and rest. I’m sorry for calling you out so late.” “It’s alright. Goodnight.” After washing up and changing into her nightclothes with Naya’s help, Adelaine entered her bedroom. As she closed the door, a metallic scent hit her nose. It was unmistakably the smell of blood. “……!” She immediately recognized the source of the blood. “You’re finally here.” “…What’s going…
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21.2 K • Ongoing
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There was no murderous intent in the air. As Kirzen studied the man, trying to discern his identity, the stranger deliberately adopted a grave expression and continued speaking. "Answer me. This is a very important matter." "Important matter?" Kirzen frowned and repeated the question. The man pulled a note from his inner coat pocket and extended it. "I'm Dr. Rodin. I occasionally look after Miss Emilina. I found this outside the…-
24.5 K • Ongoing
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Kir didn't regain consciousness until late afternoon. Three days of this had Emilina at her wit's end. "You idiot. Even dogs don't get summer colds." Of course, she didn't know if this was just a cold or something more serious—there was no way to tell, since Kir had stubbornly refused to see a doctor. Her words were just frustration talking. Unaware of Emilina's worry, Kir managed a weak smile between labored breaths. Swallowing a sigh,…
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24.5 K • Ongoing
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Emilina stretched her arms and spoke. “I wish it could always be like this.” “Like what?” “Just… I want to keep living like this, peacefully, with nothing happening.” “…Yeah.” Kir smiled sadly. Emilina tilted her head, puzzled. She couldn’t understand why Kir was making that expression. “Do you… not like it?” “No! No, I want to stay with you…
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24.5 K • Ongoing
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How’s your leg, Captain?” “Still a nightmare.” Alex rolled up his pant leg and applied ointment to his ankle as he spoke. “I can only shoot, so it’s whatever. But why do you keep staying in this tough place, Captain? I heard rumors that Headquarters offered you a staff position.” “All I know how to do is shoot. And that wasn’t a staff position—it was an offer to be an errand boy for the staff headquarters.” He wrapped a…
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21.2 K • Ongoing
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Father, I’d like to bring in a new lady-in-waiting.” “Hmm. Did the current ones make a mistake?” “No. It’s just that I’ve found someone I’d like to have by my side.” At Adelaine’s words, the Duke gave her a momentarily flustered look. “…Is this about your preferences?” “No, Father.” Adelaine handed the Duke the resume she had secretly kept aside a few days ago. The Duke let out a faint sigh of…
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21.2 K • Ongoing
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Emilina playfully spoke while patting Kir's head. Kir alternated his gaze between the sketchbook and her, then finally broke into a bright smile. And with determination, he declared, "I'll treasure it, always." Kir couldn't take his eyes off the drawing for a long time until Emilina urged him to head home. That evening. Because of the drawing, lunch was delayed, and Emilina ended up serving something resembling sweet and sour…
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24.5 K • Ongoing
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“You’re at an age where you’re swept up by emotions. Just let them come to you on their own.” “Yes, Master.” The man had briefly considered showing some leniency. He found the prey that had eased his worries quite endearing. There was no need to take unnecessary risks; setting a trap would suffice. How could he not be pleased? He couldn’t quite figure out the intentions of the one watching his back, so he decided to let them…
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24.5 K • Ongoing
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