Hakushaku to Yousei Vol 5 Chapter 5

P. 157

    He softly set down the teacup that was so finely made that is was like the thin sh.e.l.l of an egg back onto its saucer. He reached his arm out towards his slice of almond cake. 

    Being surrounded with dolls that had their colored-gla.s.s eyes open, there was an unfamiliar man who was completely enchanted and puffing on his pipe. 

    But, however, it wasn’t like it caused any harm to other humans and even if Nico was openly sitting and drinking tea, no one seemed to be bothered by that, so he had been paying frequent visits after their tea here.

    “Are you referring to me?”

P. 158

    “I’m perfectly fine. The man next door is much more ailing. Because he was talking to a woman in a portrait.”

    “Even if you talk to dolls, it isn’t like they’ll talk back.”

    “They don’t notice even if you stare at them, they don’t see me at all. That’s why I’m able to watch them secretly get dressed and hear them whisper amongst each other so quiet like the edges of gla.s.s touching each other.”

    “And yet, that man is under the complete belief that the woman in the portrait is in love with him. He keeps saying that when the two diamonds are together, then she’ll come back, or that everything will come into his hands and dream-like things like that.”

    “It’s apparently the diamond of prosperity. And there’s a white and black one.”

    I wonder if he means the one that Edgar has stored in this doll house. 

    That’s why the coming for tea here wasn’t the only reason Nico was spending all his time here. 

    But a man from another room knew of the diamond’s existence and wishes to get it?

    “I haven’t seen him lately. OH b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l, it’s so noisy. Are they doing construction somewhere?”

    As he thought it probably was because this man was taking suspicious drugs, but even Nico was being bothered by the constant sound of the loud hole-digging. 

    Just when he thought that, a hold suddenly appeared on the floor.

    “Hey, what are you all doing?”

    (Why, it’s just a cat. It has nothing to do with the likes of you.)

    He wasn’t a cat and not the kind of fairy that was a bonehead like a goblin. Or he didn’t intend to be. 
    After he calculated when the goblin stuck its head back into the hole, Nico quickly made himself invisible and jumped into the hole.

    She felt her head pounding from a headache and a cold s.h.i.+ver run through her, probably because she was wet from the rain. 

    The old house that was at the corner of the town was surrounded by a large garden. The garden was filled with gra.s.ses and trees that the fairies adored, so it had become the gathering ground and pa.s.sageway for fairies and constantly the source of a busy commotion.

    Fairies tend to come from there and spend some time enjoying themselves in one of their favorite locations, and then eventually go back there. 

    As she dazed about she won’t be returning to that London anymore and was reminiscing oddly about how those few months were like a dream in her dream. 

P. 161

    She wondered what would have happened if she were to remain in London.

    With that Edgar? How ridiculous. Sooner or later it was going to end up like this. 

    There wasn’t even any chance that I would fall for him. He’s a man that doesn’t choose in who to flirt with.

    He asked her why she couldn’t understand him. Even to go as far as to say that he would let Kelpie have the diamond.

    And yet, why do I have to be the one to feel bad and guilty?

    It was the coblynau’s voice. She couldn’t see him.

    “Bow is telling me so. That the young miss’ heart is wounded and she is in sorrow.”

    She wondered if she forgot to ask him to take it off and came home wearing it.

P. 162

    “Coblynau. Would you take this off. He's already agreed to annulling our engagement.”

    “But I don’t want something like this. I don’t have any intention of getting married.”

    Oh, who cares. Don’t bother me.

    If it was just a marriage to keep his fairy doctor by his side and yet he was treating Lydia as someone’s replacement and wanted her to comfort him, then that was just horrible. 

    It wasn’t like he was hurt at all, so don’t pretend like you’re hurt. 

    Her head was pounding. 

    But, she felt into a deep slumber once more.

P. 163

    Ahh, it’s because of the chandelier. 

     Chandelier? By no means could there be such a light hanging in my room….

    She had been lying down on a long, slender sofa.

    Lydia had a feeling she’d seen this place before and was about to stand up, but the piece of cloth that was wrapped around her got in the way and she wasn’t able to move freely. 

    When she lifted up her arm, she heard a clinking sound, like metal hitting each other. The golden pieces of decorations that were woven into her sleeve and veil, were hitting against each other.

    It was Edgar’s harem. 

    It was a silk dress decorated with beads and embroidery. There was gold and jewels heavily sown into the cloth on the arm, legs and her hair, but her outfit was surprisingly thin and light.

    “What, what is the meaning of this!”

    The bearded fairy hopped down onto the decorative stand and puffed his pipe in a care-free manner. 

    “I have taken the liberty and kicked out the concubine doll. The one who suits this room is my lady who is my lord’s fiancée, and didn’t you say that you wanted the diamond as well?”

    However, just saying something by mouth to a fairy does not work at all. That’s why Kelpie was also trying to present the diamond to Lydia as well. 

    “Now the earl is sure to fall in love with my lady. Well in order for that to happen, I have to say my lady will need to understand the earl’s taste. Because it seems he fancies situations such as this.”

P. 165

    “Oh and yes, the ones who a.s.sisted in dressing you were the females of my clan, so please rest easy. Since it will take me some time to return to Wales, I have gathered all of my relatives who are in London. Since there are so many rare gemstones here, quite a number of my relatives happen to be working here away from home.”

    “So in regards to that black diamond, my clan and I patched it up for the time being so that the power of its curse cannot be released. It needs some time to return to its original state, so it’s just in a temporary fix for now. So my lady, please do not treat it roughly. Because Bow’s magical protection has its limits.”

    “Wait, are you planning to leave me here?”

    “Whaaat.”

     Edgar’s coming? Wh-what should I do.

    She couldn’t appreciate this draughty foreign costume that was designed so that she could directly feel any breeze or winds against her raw skin but she especially disliked the region around her bellyb.u.t.ton where a thin layer of near-transparent cloth was used to cover her. 

P. 166

    Just then, the main entrance door slowly opened.

    Lydia didn’t know what to do but quickly let the thin curtain flow back down and rushed back over to sit on the sofa and held her breath.

    However the one who entered the room wasn’t Edgar. Although she was looking through a thin curtain, the man’s figure and facial features obviously didn’t match Edgars.

    He was not going to believe her claim of being brought here by a fairy and she didn’t want the label of a lunatic who snuck in to pretend to be a harem princess. 

    She wished he would hurry up and leave, but the man quietly entered the room like he didn’t want to be found-out, and took silent steps towards Lydia’s direction. 

    The man murmured the name of the doll.

    She couldn’t see his face clearly. She could only guess that he was a middle-aged gentleman with a mustache.

    “I fell in love with you in the first moment I laid eyes on you. Although we were engaged to be married by our parent’s decision, I was eagerly waiting for the day when you would arrive as my bride. And yet that man, that man who said he fell in love with you ruined everything.”

    But, who is the man he is talking about? Edgar? And when did all of this happen?

    What did he mean by tragedy?

    What, that’s Edgar’s family name…..

    What? Whaaat?

    Hold on a second. Lydiafrantically tried to organize the information in her brain.

    And the true culprit behind the robbery of the white diamond that the duke family was thought guilty of was because of this person; which means this man is Duke Barkston Edgar was talking about?

    “If Duke Sylvainford died, then you would return to my side. That’s what I honestly believed. I didn’t imagine you were also going to die as well when I became an accomplice in trapping the duke family.”

    Lydia was filled with a sense of exhaustion and irritation. 

    “Please forgive me, Jean-mary. I thought that if it was your wish, I would gladly give you the white diamond as a present. ….It doesn’t have to be Prince, you should have the same right to claim the diamond. You and I. If the two of us were able to obtain the legendary power of the diamond…..”

P. 169

    “Wh-who are you………..?”

    This man was the one who was with Ulysses at the Hyde Park.

    “That diamond belongs to us.”

    His hand wrapped around her neck.

    That was Edgar’s plot. 

    Even if he knew it was just a doll, the duke was sensing the will and voice of Jean-mary in this doll-filled harem, in this strange place that he could abandon himself in his dream and continually tried to deliver the ‘Daydream’ to her that he had been hiding for the sake of Prince.

    Edgar was able to manipulate people in the way how he talks. He would take advantage of their weakness and invite them into self-destruction.

    All of what he says and does looks to her like it is all calculated and planned. 

    Was it a lie when he said that if he was going to have her taken, then he would let him have the diamond?

    You must be out of your mind, Edgar, to come up with a lie that could be find out so easily. 

    But, Lydiawas always wondering like an idiot about if that was his uncalculated upheaved behavior.

P. 171

    Yes, I’m so stupid. I’m being killed because of the trap he set up….

    When she finally opened her eyes, it was just when Edgar had his arm tightly around the duke’s neck and was pulling him away. 

    Edgar went on further and slammed his foot down on him and spoke in a chillingly cold voice. 

    “…..You are Earl Ashenbert…. Why are you here,”

    The duke’s opened up wide in surprise.

    Edgar grabbed him by the scruff of his s.h.i.+rt and peered down at him. 

    "Prince has his eye at for you as well. Blue Knight Earl…..Ulysses was laughing about how you’re going against Prince when you have no powers even though you inherited that name.”

P. 172

    A cold and heartless smile was made by Edgar as he threw Duke Barkston to the floor and then he turned around to Lydia.

    Her eyes met with Edgar’s and she became so embarra.s.sed and reacted in a mess. More than the relief of being saved, she was more disturbed about the unbelievable outfit she was in.

    “The other time you were a maid, and this time you’re an Arabian princess. It’s nice to be so pleasantly surprised.”

    “If you were Scheherazade, then I wonder if you would tell me fairy tales to me every night. If it were me, then it wouldn’t take me a thousand nights but just one to become mad about you.”

    “Ohh, but I’m glad you’re safe. I was worried that I might have completely lost your trust because of what happened during the day, but you yelled out my name for help. That means I can think that you still haven’t come to hate me.”

P. 173

    “Yes, just now. Just when I was about to charge into here.”

    He smiled as he watched Lydia turn even redder in the face.

    She saw he reached inside his coat to take out a pistol.

    At the same time Lydia yelled out, gunfire ringed out. 

    The one who picked up the pistol on the floor was a brown-skinned young man. 

    Yes, he replied as he grabbed the duke’s necktie and pulled him up. 

    Edgar stroked Lydia’s hair as if to soothe down her nerves as he turned to face the duke.

    Duke Barkston laughed with a snort as his face twisted in pain.

    “If you know, then I’ll have you talk.”

    “I’m bound to be killed by Ulysses anyway. It’s pointless to threaten me.”

    Edgar, who calmly put his strength in the trigger, met the eyes of the duke who had eyes like he was seeing his tragic death.

    He might have thought that Edgar was really going to pull the trigger. Lydia thought the same, and so as she held her breath as she watched the two of them looking at each other and witnessed Edgar pulling the trigger without changing the look of his expression at all.

    Edgar tutted in front of the frozen duke.

    After he said that, he picked out a iron bullet from his pocket and loaded it, and carelessly pulled the trigger two times to test it.

P. 175

    “Now, Duke, let’s see if it would come out this time?”

    She was able to tell that Edgar took in a small breath.

    “Prince realized that the son of the duke and Jean-mary was the most closest to his ideal heir. Much more ideal than the son that would have been born if she were to have married me…..”

    “Jean-mary carries the blood of Bonnie Prince Charlie.”

    “I also have the blood of the Stuart family flowing in my veins. The two of our marriage was decided so that the continuously fading royal blood would once again be thickened. That’s why it was a scheme. A scheme carried out meticulously for the sake of Prince.”

    “It was the son’s fault for the Duke Sylvainford to lose everything. It was his fault for stealing away Jean-mary from me. If that man had gotten another woman for his wife, then something like that would have never happened. It was better for Jean-mary not to have gave birth to a son. It was better if that son didn’t grow up.”

    “Earl Ashenbert, if you want to annihilate Prince, then you must kill that son. That just may be the quickest path to your goal.”

    Lydia couldn’t stand it any longer and interrupted him. As if to say it’s all right, Edgar gave Lydia a glance.

    The marquis made a frown like he was offended.

    “The time that she remembered about you was from the time that the Sylvainford duke family was suspected of because of the diamond. At the time when you sent her a comforting letter. But, it could have been a woman’s intuition, it seemed like she sensed your underlying motive and intentions.”

    “I just happened to hear when she was asking for advice from a friend.”

    “No, you’re not….”

    She thought he was going to shoot and kill the marquis.

    Lydia didn’t think about the danger and ran up to him.

    It was just when she jumped onto his arm to try and stop him.

    “Huh, what….?"

P. 178

    The marquis used that opportunity to escape. Raven went after him.

    “It’s a goblin,” remarked Lydia.

    (It’s him.)

    They came shuffling out of the hole and started to dig another wall to go after Marquis Barkston and they all disappeared into the next room.

    “Was that shock just now also the work of the goblins?”

    “You’re right, the s.p.a.ce beyond this wall should open up to the hallway, and yet it goes on like it’s a cave.”

    “Which means there is a possibility that Ulysses might come here.”

P. 179

    He said that he would kill himself if it was to destroy Prince.

    If Jean-mary’s son was the key and since she was no longer alive, Edgar was the only one who carried her blood.

    “Edgar, please. Don’t blame yourself. You have nothing to feel guilty about.”

    Even as he said that, he didn’t turn around to her.

    “You were just targeted. You are not the cause.”

    “You don’t have to remember.”

    “You were just dragged into this.”

    She wanted to say yes, but she was a little frightened. If she allowed it, she felt like she wasn’t going to be able to stop herself.

    “Then, hold me.”

    He placed his hand over hers and said “Thank you” which madeLydiarelieved and she pressed her head against his back lightly.

    “What, really?”

    She had gone to her bed chamber to take an early rest and when she awoke, she was here so she had completely forgotten about her condition because she was so overwhelmed, but when she realized that, she started to feel dizzy.

P. 181

P. 182

    He took off his coat and used it to cover Lydia’s shoulders.

    “What do you mean?”

    “Didn’t I say that the goblins had dug holes and made a path? This is their pathway and the fairy realm and human realm have become jumbled up with each other.”

    “What can we do to get out?”

    “It’s just the two of us here until then.”

    “I won’t do anything. But even if I was the one who said that you couldn’t believe me, but I’ll say it just for sake. You can rest easy, so go ahead and lay down on the sofa.”

    “I never imagined that I would be left stranded in the middle of London. And it looks like there isn’t any decent thing to eat in this room.”

P. 183

    Lydiadid as he suggested, then felt a cold s.h.i.+ver and pulled the front of the coat she borrowed tightly around her. 

    She hurried to hide her stomach area with the coat.

    “……..Even so, why would you make a doll that looks exactly like your mother wear something like this?”

    “If I didn’t make it an outrageous outfit, the doll looked even more like my mother and it was disturbing.”

    He took a number of alcoholic drinks in a bottle that were placed in the room as interior accessories and some fruits that were again another interior decoration, he walked over to Lydia who was on the sofa.

    “You’ll warm up a little.”

    Even as she took the gla.s.s, she had made sure to avoid from touching his fingers, so Edgar made a small sour smile.

    “That’s because…..”

    Lydia felt that her body temperature rose up dramatically and so she rounded herself.

    She purposefully changed the subject because she wanted to avoid the topic about the kiss with just the two of them.

    Just listening to that story, Lydia wasn’t able to understand everything. But when she imagined that Edgar didn’t have any intentions of revealing the information about what he had figured out about the heart of the matter regarding Prince, then she wasn’t able to bring herself to ask him. 

    “Is it all right for someone like me to find out?”

    Because it might have turned out like this. Thought Lydia as she looked down at what she was wearing. 

    She objected just for sake. Edgar didn’t let that bother him and went on. 

    “Yes.”

    Her father had been talking about the two diamonds that were the issue of this. They were the Royal family’s diamonds, but she was told how they were lost during the commotion of the revolution and James II’s exile.

    She remembered hearing that Jean-mary carried the blood of that man. 

    “Prince of Wales….”

Prince, claims that he himself is the Prince, so he must be in a different organization from that.”

P. 186

    “Even if he is, I don’t think it would be the same way as the old Bonnie Prince.”

    Going against their plan, Jean-mary married Duke Sylvainford, but the plot didn’t end there. 

    “That’s right. And several of them.”

    “That was the reason you were targeted? But, what was their intention for kidnapping you?”

    Make, she thought that was a strange way to say it.

    “I’m thinking that he wasn’t planning to make me his heir under the normal meaning. They were under the strong belief that they were able to control the will of others how they liked. If I were to be in that organization for long, I think they were antic.i.p.ating that I would lose my mind and they would be able to mold a new person that had the same way of thinking and feeling as Prince.”

P. 187

    He must have gone through a hundred times more torturing experiences at Prince’s organization than the tragedy that happened at the duke house. 

    Even if someone like me were to hold him, in reality, wouldn’t that really not be of any comfort to Edgar.

    It was out of her boundaries of imagination. Lydia was gradually becoming confused. It was too bizarre of a story is try to be understood with her head that had a fever.

    He held a pear in his hand and masterfully peeled it with a knife.

    It was indeed strange for Ulysses, who appeared to be in his teens, just in a small percentage he was a terrible baby face, he could maybe be in his twenties, to be in a high-ranking power position in that organization from before eight years ago when Edgar was kidnapped. 

    “What, the second? The son of the first Ulysses?”

    A boy whose personality was destroyed and become the second Ulysses? Because of the fact that he had the ability to contact fairies, he might have become a victim?

     And he was battling against an enemy who did unimaginable things like that. 

    She pulled it out and took a bite out of it and its mild sweetness made the unpleasant feelings of the alcohol that she forced down her throat to disappear. 

    At his sudden subject, Lydia was made a little nervous again. But, it seemed like he didn’t have any intention of making it into a s.e.xual subject. 

P. 189

    Still remaining sitting on the floor, Edgar was leaning his back against the sofa that Lydia was sitting on and kept his head faced down. 

    “………………”

    I don’t know. Actually, Lydia was puzzled to know if Edgar would want something so plain and normal like that.

    But, even if he were watching just a momentary dream, if that was his dream, then he was wis.h.i.+ng for something anyone would from the bottom of his heart.

    Just in the short moment she had her guard down, a strand of her hair was wrapped around his fingers. 

    “There was a young girl who died protecting this black diamond in America. I was told by Slade that there is something in me that controls the hearts of others just like how Jimmy went off on his own. Just like he says, me in America was a ruler and the rule. I was feeling that everyone wanted me to be that. But, 

    Is it just that you’re not able to hold back from flirting whenever you open your mouth? Or is it something else. 

    Or if I really do accept marrying you, then would I be able to save you?

P. 191

    The sound of the goblins digging their hole was making a tremendous rumbling vibration throughout the ground. Kelpie’s sensitive mane was able to sense any small vibration that came to the water through the ground. 

    He wondered if they weren’t planning on making the London underground full of tunnels and pathways. 

    Kelpie wondered if that was their actual goal, as he gazed at the white diamond that fainted sparkled even in the bottom of water.

    The diamond that the master of the goblins was looking for was also something that the Blue Knight Earl was searching.

    “That man, is Lydia more important to him that this?”

    It should have been a temporary engagement where it benefited him and Lydia, who wished to stay in the human world.

    Even the devilish fairy Kelpie felt like there was a magic that seeped out of the jewel and almost sensed a fainting-like dizziness.

    He had a feeling like it was Lydia’s voice.

     It was Lydia’s voice just like he thought and when he walked over to the group of trees, he spotted someone standing behind in a shadow of a tree. 

    “Lydia, what is the matter?”

    When he found her, Lydia came das.h.i.+ng over to him and suddenly threw her arms around him.     

    Kelpie felt that she was trembling and carefully embraced her shoulders. He wasn’t used to handling humans as other than his meals, so he take particularly caution with Lydia.

P. 193

    However, a feeling of tender loving care came rising up in the core of Kelpie’s body that he never experienced before.

    “All right then let’s go home.”

    “He’s horrible,” said Kelpie, completely forgetting about the fact that he also had tried to force Lydia to become his bride.

    Her chamomile smelling hair came closer to his face. He felt the blood of the fae in her golden-green eyes. A human that was shared the magic of a fairy; that’s why she is a fairy doctor.

    “Lydia, if your saying that, then I’ll go have a talk with the earl. If he doesn’t agree to calling off the engagement, then I’ll bite off his head…., no, I mean,

    “Really?”

P. 194

    “Hey, do you still have that diamond with you?”
  &nb