Castlevania of the Pigeons from Fairy Tail

Chapter 77 Timaria's Confession
"Ah—damn it—"

Dimalia showed an unwilling expression and slammed the table hard, causing the armor on her right hand to make a clanging sound.

"Why? Why did Brandish go with you? Why not me? I'm your sister! There must be something wrong here."

Brandish sat in the shadow of the corner, yawning. The table in front of her was full of leftovers. She was so full that she didn't even want to argue.

Endymion used his knife and fork politely, cutting the slightly burnt beef on the silver plate, putting a small piece into his mouth and chewing it.

"You've been complaining for almost half an hour now. Isn't it time to stop? This is His Majesty's order, and His Majesty has his own considerations... Also, I'm traveling with not only Brandish, but also Val the Judge."

Although Endymion said this, he was also curious about the question raised by Timaria. He glanced at Brandish secretly and remembered what Jellal and August said.

It seems that Brandish took the initiative to ask to partner with me... Does she want to repay the favor, or is she not very confident about Lucy staying with me, or is there something else?
Of course, no matter what the reason was, Timalia didn't need to know this, otherwise, given her personality, she would cause trouble again.

Brandish lowered her head and squinted her eyes, always looking lazy as if she had not woken up yet. After a big meal, she felt even more sleepy.

Dimalia grabbed the wine bottle next to her and drank it in big gulps for a while. The wine soaked her clothes, but she didn't care and put the bottle down quite wildly.

"I'm not questioning your Majesty's decision...it's just...it's just...when you talk about your partner, you're bound to think of the 'Empire Twins'. So, no matter how you think about your partner, it should be me, right?"

She pointed at Brandish, who yawned again.

"Why is it that little brat? She's only just become one of the Twelve Shields, right? I see, it must be Auguste... Brantish, you have a backer..."

Dimaria reached out and pulled Brandish from the shadows to her side, then clenched her fists and punched Brandish's temple hard.

Brandish cried out in pain and fanned away the smell of alcohol coming from Dimalia, but she never opened her eyes.

Endymion had finished his dinner. He put down his knife and fork, and naturally the servants of the castle would come to clean up.

Dimaria was still hugging Brandish and punching her temple. Only when she saw Endymion had finished eating did she pull her hand away and wave it away as if to drive away a guest.

"Go and get some rest. We're leaving tomorrow... As for Brandish, I still have a lot to say to him. Brandish, don't even think about sleeping tonight..."

Brandish made a whimpering sound as she punched her.

Endymion ignored their quarreling, stood up, and shook his head as he walked out of the restaurant.

After an unknown amount of time, Brandish suddenly realized that Timaria's hands were not as strong as before. She struggled slightly and actually broke free from Timaria's restraints.

Brandish was stunned, then looked at Timaria, but saw an expression she had never seen before on Timaria's profile, and her hand that was pinching her nose loosened.

The moonlight from outside the window poured in, dyeing half of Timaria's face a hazy grayish-white.

"How should I put it...where should I start..."

Dimaria didn't look at Brandish, but muttered to herself as if she was talking to herself.

"Endymion has been by my side ever since I can remember, and I've always taken his presence for granted. Sometimes, I'd use my status as his sister to do some excessive things to him." "Of course he'd be angry, and the angrier he got, the more I liked to tease him, especially since he and I look so much alike. Sometimes I practically think of him as a part of me. What's the big deal if I attack a part of myself?"

"However, I went a little too far, crossed the line, and really pissed him off. He really doesn't like betrayal, doesn't like being deceived, and even more so doesn't like being forced into a path forward."

"Sometimes I think it was my fault back then that he became so focused on Castlevania after that. Because Castlevania would never betray or deceive him, and certainly wouldn't force him to do anything."

"You know... how should I put it? He's actually always been wary of me. Of course, not the kind of wariness you'd expect from an enemy, but... there's a barrier between us. I know he'd never tell me the truth."

"I'm his twin sister, and we should be each other's unique existence, but he hides a lot from me. He's worried that I won't stand by his side..."

Brandish had never seen Timaria look so serious, nor had he ever heard her speak in such a tone.

Dimaria took a deep breath and sighed deeply, then stood up and scratched her blonde hair.

"I'm sorry, Lanti. I said a lot of random things without any clear focus. Even I don't know what I want to say to you."

"All in all, a good trip."

Dimalia turned around, smiled at Brandish, then turned and left the table.

"Mary..."

Dimalia has always insisted on using "Lanti" as Brandish's nickname, and wants Brandish to call her "Mary" to highlight their close relationship.

However, Brandish didn't think that her relationship with Timaria was really that good. Many times, she was forced by Timaria to act together, so she always refused to call or be called that.

Brandish didn't really want to get to know Timaria. It wasn't until this moment that she realized she might have some prejudice against Timaria, and she blurted out "Mary" softly.

What exactly did Dimalia want to express to him? Brandish still didn't know today.
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In Endymion's room.

He took out the book compiled by Auguste, and saw its name on the cover - "The Magic Book of Chronos". He turned another page and saw tiny handwriting on every line.

It might be a little uncomfortable to look at it this way, but Endymion noticed a small magic circle in the upper left corner of the page, so he touched the magic circle with his finger and injected magic power into it.

hum-

The words on the first page of the "Grimoire of Chronos" flew out of the book, shining like fireflies and lining up like ants.

They were magnified and glowed, making it easier and more convenient for Endymion to see them.

He read and flipped through the pages, skipping over the known content one by one until he stopped at a relatively unfamiliar but important word.

"The magic of time."

(End of this chapter)