VIO Ch 55.1 – Noisy Night (V)

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Translator: mii

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Having to attend the evening party on that day as well, Vio decided to invite Legion to go out to the balcony after a while. A cool breeze brushed against his cheeks as soon as he stepped outside. It was refreshing compared to the hot, stuffy hall. Scanning around, he saw no other guests there.

The roofed balcony was quite spacious and all of the windows in the hall led to it.

“It’s unexpectedly dark…” Vio murmured. 

The brilliant light from the hall shone through the windows and there were lamps installed on the handrails at certain intervals. Even so, the balcony was dim.

“I think it’s because it will be hard to see the string lights if it’s too bright,” Legion replied.

Vio was immediately convinced. “Ah, I see.”

He approached the railing and looked down. The rose garden stood out amidst the string lights, creating a wondrous atmosphere.

“It’s as beautiful as you said.”

Still standing behind Vio’s left, Legion replied respectfully, “I’m glad you like it. The gardener will surely be delighted to hear that.”

The garden was indeed very beautiful, but it was hard to see the whole place because Vio was standing at the very end of the balcony.

“Let’s go over there. I want to see it more clearly.”

“Then please follow me.”

As he was being guided by Legion, Vio noticed that someone was sitting on the bench right in the middle of the balcony. They were wearing a deep blue dress adorned with white lace and pearls. 

In the darkness, Vio hadn’t noticed that someone was there. He immediately excused himself and turned on his heel.

“Hey, wait.” A familiar voice rang out. Vio stopped in his tracks and turned back. The woman sitting on the bench was Princess Liona.

“Oh, it’s Princess Liona. Please forgive my rudeness.”

Vio then noticed Night standing to the right of the bench, blending into the shadows. When their gazes met he gave a slight bow, right hand on his chest. Vio returned his greeting with a nod. He then asked Liona, “May I have the honor of speaking with you, Princess Liona?”

“Sure, I’m currently taking a breather. What about you, Lord Violant? I always see you standing in a corner.”

Vio replied with a bitter smile, “…Yes, my father ordered me to stay there. I was thinking of going back to my room after I see the lights in the garden today.”

“I see,” Liona said. She gazed at Vio with a heavy look. “I heard your reply from His Highness Prince Ars. Seems like you refuse to study abroad.”

“Thank you very much for the offer, but… The town I’m governing is awfully poor. It’s at an important juncture right now, so I can’t leave it for such a long period of time. Please forgive me.” Having not expected to meet Liona today, Vio was unprepared for this topic and could only say thus.

Liona’s face softened at Vio’s weak expression. “It’s fine. I don’t mean to trouble you with that offer. Tell me whenever you change your mind, you’ll always be welcome.”

“Thank you very much.”

Liona’s way of talking was crisp and clear. Moreover, she wasn’t persistent. Vio’s heart was thankful for that.

“As expected from the verdant Istiah. Roses are precious in my country, so this feels very luxurious.”

“Roses are precious?”

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“Yeah. Ruslan has abundant water, and too much water causes the roots of roses to rot… We can only grow them in greenhouses. Plus, it will take time and effort for them to bloom, right?”

“You’re right.” Vio nodded, recalling that Ed had previously said that roses were difficult to tend.

“But I think we can imitate these string lights. Istiah is so good at incorporating magic into structures, it’s inspiring,” Liona muttered with envy. “Though if we were talking ships, as a maritime country our Ruslan wouldn’t lose…” 

“String lights, huh?” Vio murmured before he asked, “Princess Liona, as a bit of entertainment, would you like to see some interesting magic?”

Liona’s blue eyes glowed in interest. “Interesting magic? What is it?”

“It’s magic to create fluttering light butterflies. It’s a bit forward of me to say so, but I made this myself.”

“Oh, you made it? I really want to see it.”

“Then please. I’d like you to look at my hands.”

Vio kneeled down on one knee and spread both of his hands, palms pointing upwards. He’d made this magic to entertain others. So if he wanted to show this to Liona, he had to make it look properly entertaining. 

Vio cast the spell. “Heed my wish. O’myriad lights, take the form of butterflies and soar. Let there be light!”

His palms shined faintly before several sparkling-gold butterflies flew out.

Following Vio’s will, the light butterflies danced around Liona before flying off to the garden. Liona headed to the railing in pursuit and looked down. The butterflies were dancing amongst the fully bloomed crimson and white roses. It looked beautiful, like something from a dream.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes, of course! This is amazing!” Liona replied with excitement, her eyes still on the scene.

Vio smiled. “This is still a work in progress. Originally, I created this magic using a magic circle. With a magic circle, scales of light should flutter down from the butterflies.”

Liona looked back at him in astonishment. “This is a work in progress?” 

Vio nodded. “Yes. It’s difficult to add conditions when casting it using a spell. I have to use a magic circle no matter what if I want to make something complicated.”

“Hey, Lord Violant. I want to see the finished version.”

“I don’t mind, but I didn’t bring the magic circle with me, so is it alright if you wait for a while?”

“I’ll gladly wait.”

Vio nodded to Liona’s cheerful reply and glanced at Legion.

“I’ll bring it here at once,” said Legion.

“Thanks, Legi.” Legion bowed and left the balcony. 

At Liona’s badgering, Vio cast the entertainment magic again. This time, he made the light butterflies stay near Liona and let them fly around her. Spellbound, Liona murmured, “I don’t have any idea how you can change the shape of light like this.”

“I can also change it into birds and leaves, as long as the shape is simple. Right now, I’m planning on trying to change the color of the light.”

“The color of the light? What do you mean? Sit here first,” Liona urged.

“Yes, excuse me.”

Vio took a seat. At this short distance, he could smell the gentle, floral scent of Liona’s perfume.

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