The Only Way to Break the Curse is Through Contact with You - Chapter 94

#94

“Wouldn’t a proposal be most touching if it were done with everyone’s blessing?”

The knights vigorously nodded in agreement with Milto’s argument. For the past few days, the most talked-about topic among the Wheaton Knights was ‘what kind of proposal would be the most impressive.’

The beginning of the incident was when Sir Philip accidentally overheard a conversation between Diart and Lambert. The knights, who were pleased that the cold war between their two masters had ended, welcomed the news of redoing the wedding with open arms.

It was a bit of a mystery to them how such an idea could come from their indifferent master, but they were happy for her after all the suffering she had been through. The knights decided to help Diart so that his lady could receive the happiest proposal possible.

That’s why, during breaks in training, the knights gathered together to discuss the perfect proposal. This fact soon reached Diart’s ears. Normally, he would have scolded them for doing something useless, but he didn’t say anything this time.

The reason was simple. They couldn’t decide on the best proposal. As Lambert had said, he was a complete outsider when it came to romance, and there was no one to turn to for advice except for him. But every time he uttered a word, he felt a strange sense of superiority in Lambert’s eyes that made him uncomfortable.

So what Diart found were romance novels. But even after delaying work for several days and reading romance novels, he wasn’t satisfied. They were all too trivial and insignificant.

He wanted to make her the happiest woman in the empire, but a simple exchange of rings or a secret proposal by the bedside was not enough to satisfy him. In retrospect, receiving a proposal she’d already read about in romance novels wouldn’t have impressed her.

Diart’s desire to make the perfect proposal to Roeni, one that would last a lifetime, caused him to hesitate in his choice.

As Diart remained silent, the knights expressed their opinions with excitement.

“I think nighttime would be better than daytime. A quiet night with stars shining is much more romantic than a bright day with the sun shining.”

“What about proposing on a boat? A proposal on the sea with the night sky shining would be so romantic.”

“How about people handing over roses one by one to the lady, then you could suddenly appear and kneel in front of her…”

Milto’s mouth closed as he spoke. Even though it was a proposal, he wondered if he would kneel down with his personality, but Diart nodded his head as if telling him to continue. Milto was a little surprised but continued his briefing.

“You would kneel down on one knee and open the ring case, then say, ‘Will you marry me?'”

The knights cheered and applauded, as if they had found the perfect idea. The admiration of the knights for Milto, who had some good qualities in this area, was evident in their eyes. When Milto finished speaking, the knights nodded their heads with pride. Diart looked at them with a slight nod, as if to say, ‘what do you think?’ A pretty good scene came to mind when they imagined it. The knights smiled satisfactorily at Diart’s expression, which seemed quite satisfying.

‘Calling that an opinion.’

The knights, who were watching the situation from one side, raised their heads. They thought unmarried knights who believed that such a boring proposal would work were pathetic and clicked their tongues. That’s why women don’t like you.

“Who kneels down and proposes these days?”

Sir Alex, who had waded in among the bachelors to offer his opinion on a proposal that was sure to be rejected, objected on behalf of the married men.

“That kind of old-fashioned method might have worked a hundred years ago in classic novels. Nowadays, if you propose like that, people say it’s boring. Sophisticated ladies won’t like it. That’s what I think.”

Alex paused for a moment. What kind of unique proposal method could there be? Alex finally opened his mouth, raising everyone’s curiosity and expectations to the limit.

“How about a proposal through a photo album? You flip through pages of paper with confession phrases written on them, and when she gets to the last page with the words ‘Will you marry me?’ on it, you kneel down and present the ring. At that moment, not only will the lady be deeply moved by the applause and cheers, but also everyone watching will be envious when they hear about it.”

Indeed, you’re a married man! As the knights looked at him with admiring eyes, an excited Alex drove his point home.

“And at that time, Your Excellency, you can lift the cake and put it in the lady’s mouth. The lady, who didn’t know anything, will discover the diamond ring inside.”

Perfect!

The knights applauded, thinking that there was no better proposal than this. Diart also nodded slightly among the knights, who were confident that this would surely be remembered as the proposal of the century. After hearing it, it was clear that it was a pretty good proposal.

Lambert, who was watching everyone from a distance, inwardly shook his head at the knights who were recommending the proposal that he had failed a few years ago and at Diart, who was accepting it. He knew it would surely fail, but he didn’t say anything. It was his grudge when his suggestion that proposing while singing on the street was the most romantic was ignored.

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It seemed like it was a proposal… but from then on, it was clear that there was no sign of it with Diart. Although she thought that even that might not suit Diart’s personality, she still couldn’t shake off her regret.

But still, it’s a once-in-a-lifetime proposal. Others receive proposals that they’ll think about for their entire lives, and yet being the so-called protagonist of a romance novel, is it okay to just let it pass like that?”

After swallowing her regret for a few days, he finally made up her mind. If Diart won’t do it, then I’ll propose. Is there a law that only men can propose? I’ll give him a proposal that he’ll never forget—something so touching.

I was mentally preparing to wipe away tears from Diart’s eyes, and that thought kept me preoccupied whenever I had a moment these days. A quiet yet impactful proposal in a place only the two of us know would be better than a loud event in a crowded place, right?

It would be even better if it were a place filled with memories, but where could that be…?

I racked my brain for a while but couldn’t think of a specific place. The only places where I had memories of Diart were either at home, on the streets, or in the palace, so before proposing, it seemed like we would have to go on a trip somewhere.

“What are you thinking about? You have such a look on your face.”

Diart’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, and I forgot I was still eating dinner.

“I was just thinking that the steak tastes really good today.”

Pretending not to notice, I continued cutting the steak, and Diart didn’t ask further. It seemed like he had been watching me strangely for a while, but as he put down his wine glass, he slowly spoke up.

“How about going back to the mansion now? We’ve been in the capital for a long time. Since you’ve given up your title, you also need to organize your territory.”

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

Originally, I had left the mansion to distance myself from Diart, but now that reason has disappeared, there is no need for me to stay at the townhouse. Diart’s mouth relaxed at my cool response, seemingly pleased with my answer.

“The railway inauguration ceremony will be held in a few days.”

“Already?”

Laying a railroad is not an easy task, but the fact that he’s already organizing a groundbreaking ceremony makes me realize how capable Diart is. He had a nonchalant look, as if it were nothing special, but there was a hint of something different.

He seemed unusually tense, though I don’t think it was because of the railroad construction. Not knowing why, I tilted my head in confusion, and Diart spoke up.

“I’m planning to invite the nobles for that occasion. What do you think?”

“It would be great to have many nobles together if possible.”

Such things should be widely celebrated. I nodded lightly.

“After the construction ceremony, we’ll have a reception on board a ship.”

“On a ship?”

If the ship is big enough to accommodate all the nobles, it must be quite large, right? Then again, it shouldn’t capsize like the boat we rode during the festival last time, right? Of course, it was a good memory for me, as it led to my first kiss with Diart, but as someone who can’t swim, I didn’t want to experience falling into the water twice.

“A party on board sounds romantic.”

“Do you think so?”

Diart asked, looking pleased about something. I couldn’t understand what he said, but as I nodded my head, his expression brightened even more.

“You can look forward to it.”

I wondered how grandly he was planning to prepare for it. Seeing Diart look so confident, I found his face cute and smiled. With him being so confident, I was really looking forward to the party on board.

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