How to survive in the Romance Fantasy Game

Chapter 84: Evelyn 2

As Lucas waited for my answer, he seemed both nervous and serious.

Judging by the way he kept looking at me ever since we met, I knew for sure that the similarities I have with my male form were constantly bothering him.

When he asked for my hand, it wasnʼt hard to guess what he was doing-he was probably seeking physical confirmation of whether I was truly Riley or not.

Seeing that I wasnʼt even anywhere close to my original self shouldʼve been enough to deter him from such thoughts, but this was Lucas we were talking about.

His stubborn side wouldnʼt let him rest until he found out the truth of this mysterious matter.

If this was just a prank, Iʼd want to surprise him myself, but this was a matter of coincidences that fate had put together. ʼWhat are my opinion on knights?ʼ

It wasnʼt hard to guess what he wanted to ensure with this question.

The whole notion of knights and honor is foolish to someone like Riley, who harbors no honor and grace.

He must be trying to bridge the gap between us in any way possible. ”To satisfy his confused selfʼ

I know his eyes must be hurting right now just staring at me, due to the constant two truths that seem to contradict one another.

I took a deep breath and composed myself, ready to give a response that would hopefully ease his suspicions. ”My opinions on knights?” I echoed, buying myself a moment to think. ”Well, I have a great deal of respect for knights. They embody honor, courage, and dedication. They protect the weak and uphold justice. Why do you ask, Sir Lucas?” ”I see... Itʼs just that... many mages Iʼve met tend to look down on knights. They think our physical prowess is nothing compared to their magical abilities.”

I tilted my head slightly, pretending to be puzzled. ”Thatʼs unfortunate. I believe that both knights and mages have their unique strengths and can complement each other well. After all, magic can enhance a knightʼs abilities, just as physical training can help a mage become more resilient.”

Janica, who had been silently observing our exchange, finally spoke up. ”Thatʼs a very balanced view, lady Evelyn. Itʼs refreshing to hear someone who appreciates both disciplines.”

In this world, although it was rather subtle, knights and mages were often pitted against each other.

There was always an unspoken competition that everyone secretly upheld: which of the two was better for both the realm and its people?

Most of the time, mages would claim to be the superior occupation, sometimes even looking down upon knights as nothing more than meat shields.

They considered themselves the wonder bringers of the world, the ones who often led humanity to progression. Knights, on the other hand, upheld a different view.

They believed their justice and honor made theirs the most graceful and respectable job out there.

So, seeing me openly admit my respect for knights was probably unexpected for both Lucas and Janica. ”Thank you, Janica,” I replied with a warm smile. ”I think itʼs important to recognize and respect the different paths people take. Itʼs what makes our world so diverse and interesting.” ”But... do you believe the knightʼs code is just, Lady Evelyn?” Lucas asked, his eyes searching mine for a deeper understanding.

I paused, considering his question carefully. ”I do, Sir Lucas. The knightʼs code is built on principles of honor, courage, and protection of the weak. These are noble values that should be upheld. However, like any code or system, it is only as just as the individuals who follow it. There are good knights and bad knights, just as there are good and bad mages.” ”So, if a knight doesnʼt uphold or tarnishes his honor, does another knight qualify to uphold the codes of justice upon him?” Lucasʼs question hung in the air, laden with curiosity and tension.

I considered his question carefully before responding. ”Hm- it depends. Just as I said, there are good knights and there are bad knights. And yes, a proper knight does have the right to uphold justice against an evil one, but that doesnʼt mean there arenʼt any exceptions given.” ”Exceptions?” ”Yes, exceptions... Tell me, Sir Lucas, how can one proclaim a knight as good or evil?” ”By judging them based on their actions?” ”Correct. Upholding justice and honor through words alone isnʼt enough for one to proclaim themselves a knight. But judging them solely through their actions isnʼt enough either. Just like in any circumstance, there will always be nuances to every situation-a reason, a line, and a meaning for each and every one of our actions. Taking what one does for granted only makes one a fool. I mean, you canʼt really proclaim a knight from another kingdom youʼre at war with as evil, right?” ”So, what youʼre saying is that context matters, and that simply labeling someone based on a single perspective might lead to misunderstanding?” ”Exactly. Context is everything. A knight from an enemy kingdom might be seen as a villain from your perspective, but from their own kingdom, they might be a hero. Itʼs important to understand the motivations and circumstances behind actions before passing judgment. Honor and justice arenʼt black and white concepts; theyʼre often shades of gray.”

Hearing my words, Lucas suddenly got deep in thought, pondering something he was truly serious about. ”But what made you ask those questions all of a sudden, Sir Lucas?” I inquired, sensing an underlying reason for his curiosity. ”Ah, well, you see, this punk wants to become an imperial knight in the future,” Janica chimed in, her tone hurried and slightly defensive. ʼSince when did they get so close?ʼ I hadnʼt even realized how close their chairs had gotten together.

They were practically hugging each other now, and for some reason, she seemed quite annoyed with me. ”Oh, really?” I said with a smile. ”But I think thereʼs something more to it, no?” ”What do you mean?” Janica asked, her irritation evident, but I ignored her and locked eyes with the confused Lucas.

Seeing him blush and squirm under my gaze was amusing, yet it also raised concerns.

As the protagonist of this world, the fact that he keeps questioning the knightsʼ honor and code through me was absurd at this point.

I didnʼt need another plot twist with him turning into something I really didnʼt want to think about. ʼRoseʼs case is already troublesome enough...ʼ ”Is something wrong, Sir Lucas?” I pressed gently. ”Hm?” ”Itʼs just that you look tired...” I noted, watching his reaction closely. ”Ah, no... Iʼm not tired. I was just lost in thought...” ”Lost in thought?” ”Itʼs just that thereʼs someone I know who wholeheartedly tarnishes the meaning of knighthood. But hearing your words, I may have been a bit too rash in judging him.” ʼIs this bastard talking about me?ʼ

His confession piqued my interest. ”And who might this person be?”

Lucas hesitated for a moment before answering.... ”Riley. Heʼs a knight, but his actions often seem at odds with what I believe a knight should be.” ʼof course itʼs me....ʼ I couldnʼt help but feel a pang of irony at his words. ”Riley, you say? What specifically about his actions troubles you?” ”Itʼs like heʼs more focused on his own ambitions rather than the honor and duty a knight should uphold. Heʼs powerful, no doubt, but his methods and motives are always questionable” Lucas explained, his frustration evident.

So, heʼs basically mad at me for being myself.

Although I do put on a persona when talking to him most of the time, I only do it for his own benefit.

This guy needed motivation to get stronger, so having a rival and someone to catch up to was the perfect choice among the many options I couldʼve gone through to properly guide him without interfering too much in his own story.

That said, after everything that has happened thus far and even now, looking at him, I can tell that the mental anguish I had on him was probably more than I anticipated.

This guy was the type to take matters rather seriously when it comes to his dreams, so seeing someone openly tarnish that while having no power or reasoning to properly punish me for it was probably infuriating.

Trying to catch up to someone who doesnʼt even look in your direction was probably the most frustrating feeling ever. ʼMaybe I shouldʼve talked to him more often?ʼ

It would be a really big problem if he starts doubting his ideals and purpose even more, as those are the keys he needs to unlock his S rank skill in the future.

Sigh....

Anyways, just as expected, at this point in the story, Lucas is still as na?ve and innocent as ever. He probably thinks all knights are all sunshine and rainbows even with all the words Iʼve said so far.

Although expanding his senses and horizons to the open world was supposed to be Snowʼs and Claraʼs roles...

Interfering for a little bit wonʼt hurt right? ”Ambition rather than honor and duty, huh... fufu, thatʼs quite rare for a knight” I mused aloud, my voice carrying a hint of sarcasm and amusement. ”What do you mean by that, Miss Evelyn?”

I met his gaze with a knowing smile. ”Well, most knights are trained from a young age to prioritize honor and duty above all else. Ambition, while not entirely absent, is often seen as secondary. However, there are always exceptions. Some knights believe that ambition can drive them to achieve greater things, to push boundaries and redefine what it means to be a knight.” ”So, are you saying that what he does is justified and that ambition and strength are the only things necessary for a knight to truly excel?” Lucasʼs voice carried a mix of skepticism and curiosity.

I shrugged lightly. ”Not necessarily. Just like I told you, remember ʼnuances? It depends on the individual. Some find their strength and purpose in upholding tradition and duty, while others might seek to carve their own path through ambition. The key is balance and understanding oneʼs own motivations.”

Lucas seemed to ponder my words; his expression thoughtful. ”So, you believe Rileyʼs actions, though unconventional, might be driven by a different kind of ambition?” ”Perhaps...” I replied rather vaguely. It was his job to decipher the meaning of my words now.

Giving him all the answers wouldnʼt help him grow.

Lucas hesitated before asking his next question, a hint of uncertainty in his eyes. ”Do you hate this Riley person, Sir Lucas?” ”No,” he answered almost immediately, surprising both Janica and me. ”Then why do you seem so conflicted about him?”

Lucas sighed, running a hand through his hair. ”Itʼs not that I hate him. Itʼs more that I donʼt understand him. Heʼs always been so... distant and enigmatic. His actions often seem contradictory to what I believe a knight should be..... But then again, forcing my ideals of a proper knight upon him would just be selfish, right...?” ”That would be the case,” I agreed, nodding thoughtfully. ”Haha.... I thought so as well.” Lucas sighed, ruffling up his hair once more before staring back at me with a joyful smile. ”Thank you, Lady Evelyn, for letting me see another side of my dreams I wasnʼt aware of.” ”Iʼm glad I could be of help” I said, giving him a smile of my own. .... ʼSheʼs not Riley....ʼ

The thought was already absurd, but after her words on knighthood, one thing was clear.

Although his eyes might tell him one thing, for the first time in his life, he had to deny their claims.

Lady Evelyn and Riley were two distinctly different people.

Their faces and auras might match, but the one thing that distinguishes a person is their heart. ”They didnʼt even think alike.

Finally, somewhere deep inside his heart, the doubt and suspicion that had been creeping up on him was gone.

Lady Evelyn was Lady Evelyn; Riley was Riley. He had to keep that ingrained in his heart to not confuse the two once more. ”Thank you, Lady Evelyn, for letting me see another side of my dreams I wasnʼt aware of.” ”Iʼm glad I could be of help” she said with a calm smile.

Seeing her beautiful smile, a thump and an unknown sensation crept deep inside Lucas.

It felt weird and surreal at the same time, making him blush more than he had expected as he immediately averted his gaze.

But it didnʼt take long before his eyes started to gaze at her again.

As the confusion inside him subsided, Lucas now saw Evelyn as a person of her own, and interest began to build up within him.

Bang!!!

A sudden loud metallic sound rang at their dinner table as Janicaʼs angry face fumed while watching the two of them. ”Knight this, knight that... Riley this, Riley that... and now you two are even f-flirting.... Tsk!

Why donʼt we finish our meals first, no? Itʼs getting colder already!” ʼLady Evelyn is not Riley...ʼ

Repeating those words in his mind... Janicaʼs words merely passed through the young manʼs ears as a sense of clarity finally calmed down his confused emotions. ...

Bang!!!

Lucas and I both jumped at the sound, snapping our attention back to Janica.

Her frustration was palpable, and it was clear she had reached her limit with the conversationʼs direction. ”Oh, of course, Miss Janica,” I said, trying to smooth things over. ”Weʼve been neglecting our meals. Letʼs eat before everything gets cold.”

Lucas, looking a bit sheepish, nodded in agreement. ”Youʼre right. We should focus on the food. It would be a shame to let it go to waste.”

Janica huffed but seemed slightly appeased as we all turned our attention back to the plates in front of us.

The atmosphere was still tense, but the focus had shifted, and we began to eat in a more subdued silence.

Despite the interruption, I could feel Lucasʼs eyes on me from time to time.

His curiosity and newfound interest were apparent, and I knew that our conversation had left a significant impact on him.

But I also knew that Janicaʼs presence was a constant reminder to be cautious.

As we finished our meal, I felt a mixture of relief and concern. The evening had been enlightening, but it had also brought new challenges.

Lucasʼs growing interest and the need to maintain my cover added layers of complexity to my situation. Finally, the meal came to an end, and we prepared to part ways. ”Thank you both for the lovely dinner,” I said, standing up. ”Itʼs been a pleasure, but I really must be going now.” ”Of course,” Janica said, standing as well. ”Weʼll have to do this again sometime. It was great getting to know you, Evelyn~!” ʼWhy does she sound so fake....?ʼ ”Likewise,” I replied, giving a polite nod. ”Goodnight.”

As I walked away, I could still feel Lucasʼs eyes on my back.

His suspicions might have been temporarily assuaged, but I knew he would continue to seek answers.

I had to be more careful around him, ensuring my cover remained intact until I could figure out a more permanent solution to my predicament. ...

Walking back to the dorms, Janica and Lucas were once again interlocking hands, with the same old excuse of not getting lost.

Although Evelyn was now gone, Janicaʼs heart still worried about the implications of what she had just done.

This was supposed to be their date, and yet she had suddenly brought in another random woman into their small charade.

She was supposed to enjoy this night with him, and yet she hated this night the most. ʼInviting her with us was a mistake...!ʼ

She knew that Lucas wasnʼt the type to care about beauty, but that negligence of hers seemed to be the key reason why this was happening right now.

Although she was slightly glad that Lucas finally saw a woman for being a woman, even still...

Why wasnʼt it her? ”Lucas... Donʼt tell me... you have a crush on Lady Evelyn, right?” ”Wha-n-no!” ”Whatʼs up with that small pause just now and that slight stutter?” ”She just reminds me of someone...” ”Who?” ”Itʼs nothing.”

Seeing his reluctant and blushing expression, Janicaʼs green eyes sank.