A Court Blacksmith, whom was Condemned for being a ā€˜Woman who Reeks of Ironā€™, was Picked up by a Friendly Guild and Attained Happiness Translation

19. Stop Joking Around

I recalled everything at once.

My almost forgotten, unpleasant, memories resurfaced, making my chest tighten.

My breathing became shallow and painful as my entire body broke into shivers.

ā€œIā€™ve looked all over for you! Such a devilish woman you are, to make me chase you all the way here.ā€

His voice echoed in my ears.
His sweet words overlapped with the heartless words he spoke to me back then.

I was scared. I couldnā€™t muster a single word.

ā€œLiliana, do you know this person?ā€

I couldnā€™t answer Graveā€™s question.

Was he worried when he saw me trembling?

Grave held my shoulder, ā€œLiliana, whatā€™s wrong? Are you alright?ā€

ā€œA, ah…ā€

ā€œLiliana…ā€

My eyes were brimming with tears.

Grave called out to me, and the moment I heard his voice, my tears flowed.

He looked at me intently. Then, his expression turned ugly.

ā€œDonā€™t tell me…ā€

While glaring at Allen, Grave proceeded to ask him.

ā€œWho the hell are you? I donā€™t recall ever seeing you in this city.ā€

ā€œThatā€™s only obvious, for Iā€™m from the royal castle. My name is Allenā€”the hero.ā€

People passing by stopped at the mention of the hero.

Grave was a celebrity, as such, it was easy for him to catch everyoneā€™s eyes. In the blink of an eye, there was a crowd.

The moment Allen introduced himself, Graveā€™s expression became even scarier.

ā€œI see. It was you…ā€

His grip on my shoulder grew stronger.

It hurt a little. But thanks to that, my shivering calmed a little.

I took a deep breath and looked at Allenā€™s face.

Our eyes met.

ā€œHow are you faring, Liliana?ā€

He showed me a smile.

The same smile he used to show me back then.

In the past, I loved that smile, but all I felt right then was fear.

Because I already knew…

…That smile was fake.

ā€œWhy… are you here?ā€

ā€œShouldnā€™t it be obvious? I came to fetch you.ā€

ā€œHuh…?ā€

Fetch me…?

To the royal castle?

ā€œIf not, why else would I step foot in such a dingy city?ā€

ā€œHuh? What did you just say?ā€ The people around us voiced their protests.

ā€œI said itā€™s a dingy city. Got a problem with that?ā€

It didnā€™t affect Allen as he continued to smile.

ā€œWhy, now…ā€

ā€œDunno. I also donā€™t think youā€™re of any use.ā€

ā€œ…ā€

ā€œBut itā€™s His Majestyā€™s order. Itā€™s not like I can refuse him. Thatā€™s why, come back soon, Liliana.ā€

…Why was he acting as if nothing had happened?

The cruel words he had spoken to meā€”how he had played meā€”

ā€”he reached out to me as if none of that had ever happened.

That day, when Grave saved me, without even touching his hand, I could feel his warmth.

It was a hand I wanted to take.

However, Allenā€™s hand was different.

His hand was akin to a chain.

My body started to tremble once again.

Although I wanted to deny him, I couldnā€™t say a wordā€”I was just scared.

ā€œCan you stop spouting nonsense?ā€

Grave spoke instead of me.

ā€œYou canā€™t just kick her out and then ask her to come back? Sheā€™s not yours.ā€

ā€œGrave…ā€

ā€œHmm, who are you again? I want those who arenā€™t involved to keep silent.ā€

ā€œIā€™m involved, though. Sheā€™s working in our guild now.ā€

ā€œIs that so? Well, isnā€™t that surprising? So, it turns out a place on Earth exists that would hire you!ā€

He applauded while cackling.

It wasnā€™t an applause out of admiration, but ridicule.

ā€œA shame isnā€™t it? Sheā€™ll be saying goodbye to all of you today. Donā€™t worry, I will accompany you to see them, Liliana.ā€

ā€œDonā€™t decide on your own. It isnā€™t like Liliana has accepted your request.ā€

ā€œHmm? Did you misunderstand? This isnā€™t a request, per say, but an order. She is part of our kingdom. She has an obligation to fulfil the kingā€™s decree.ā€

ā€œ…Obligation.ā€

Graveā€™s expression turned menacing.

The power of his hand became stronger than ever.

Anyone could see that he was angry.

Still, Allen went on.

ā€œWhy donā€™t you come over here?ā€

ā€œI, I…ā€

ā€œWhatā€™s wrong? Oh, are you perhaps still hurt about that?ā€

About that?

ā€œSuch a troublesome woman you are.ā€

ā€œEh?ā€

ā€œIt canā€™t be helped. I donā€™t really want to, but if you truly insist, I can accept you as my mistress?ā€

It was a term I had never thought of.

I was so shocked, I became even more speechless.

He continued with dismay.

ā€œYou must be quite overjoyed right now. Well, itā€™s only obvious. For a woman who reeks of iron to be a heroā€™s mistress… it can even be considered a miracle. You should be grateful.ā€

Wh, what was he talking about?

I never wanted any of that!

As always, heā€™d butter me up, and once he was done with me, heā€™d throw me away…!

Again and again…

ā€œStop j-jokingā€”ā€

ā€œā€”Stop joking around, you piece of shit.ā€

Grave uttered the words I was trying to say with even greater anger than I felt.


***T/N: …Whoa, just whoa, I gotta say, the fact that the scum didn’t even try to conceal his assholery is quite astonishing.

Other than that, yea, stop joking around you piece of shit!!! You want to get your d*** chopped off or something?!?!?! Then you better shut your mouth altogether because you’re making the air around you smells like c***, you medieval STDs transmitter!!!!!!

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