Escape From The Tyrant

Start of the Bag Rebellion.3

'Something has changed.'

Charlize noticed that Dylan was wearing fancy gloves on his hands.

Night sword dance. After hearing valuable information. He thought there would be a good time to take Dylan on vacation.

But there was little time for him to be alone with Dylan.

'Squeaky.'

Even in her regular classes teaching Dylan, she did not want to have many private conversations.

When our eyes met, his face turned red and strange. And when our skin touched, he was flabbergasted and held his breath.

[The wind is cold, Teacher.]

Previously, Dylan, who would hold his hand as he said it looked cold as they walked along.

In the same situation, he took off his coat and covered it up.

Like putting a handkerchief before Charlize sits somewhere. There is the only contact between the skin and the skin that does not touch.

"It's not an illusion."

As Charlize had guessed, Dylan was cautious of her.

After coming into contact with***, Dylan had a hard time dealing with Charlize properly.

T/N: Maybe someone is confused. In Dylan's dream (chapter 28) he was in an "intimate relationship" with Charlize. Explicit content also does the "it" part".

Charlize, who was provocative in her dreams, and Charlize, who tilted her head before her eyes, looked different.

That's not reality, that's Dylan's memory. Nevertheless, it was difficult to see Charlize properly.

There is guilt and shame.

Too lifelike. Softness of the skin, or a gentle touch, keeps coming to mind and gives great pleasure.

'You must be aware ...'

Dylan bit his mouth unconsciously. He woke up earlier than anyone this morning.

She stood up to dress up with more effort than usual. To stand on Charlize's side. He should stand out for his Master.

It was different from the past when he tried to be buried without showing himself. Dylan now, the sun is shining brightly.

Charlize looked at Dylan with fresh eyes. Although he was familiar during the day, it felt strange.

“…”

The Crown Prince's black hair is black.

His hands, neatly arranged with contrasting whites, looked calm.

But Charlize knows.

Under that seemingly calm appearance. How powerful and dangerous the wild beast lurks.

"…Your highness?"

When Charlize asked, Dylan finally raised his head. He blushed until the red hue spread to the tip of his ear.

Is it because of shame? Charlize was so beautiful that it was difficult for Dylan to catch his breath.

"Yes the teacher."

She was more nervous than when she made her debut at the dance for the first time.

Dylan stepped forward. He took courage and extended his hand to Charlize.

“I want to have the honor of escorting Lady. Will you give me permission? ”

Except for the Imperial Emperor, the only one who was treated so sincerely by the Crown Prince was Charlize, only she was.

Charlize grabbed Dylan's hand.

Even if it is contact with gloves in between. The warm warmth delivered was sufficient.

Dylan's hiccup stiffened.

"I feel more honored, Your Majesty."

Dylan closed his mouth and started escorting Charlize.

An example of a knight for a Lady who originally chose to serve.

Of course, there was something special between Dylan and Charlize.

Charlize was the knight who chose Dylan as her master, and Dylan was the knight who chose Charlize as Lady.

The imperial dance was held in the Imperial Palace.

There was a carriage waiting in front of the Crown Prince's palace.

“Good, Teacher. I'll ride a horse and follow you.”

Usually, we take the train together. And now, Dylan says he's gonna ride a horse.

That's certain.

'Dylan is avoiding me.'

Wh why?

Charlize wondered, and for now, she nodded.

"If that's His Majesty's wish."

Dylan was riding a horse, and Charlize was riding a carriage.

The Imperial Palace was the same as the place where the dance was held.

Even if it doesn't take long to arrive, it's now a hot summer.

The inside of the carriage with cooling magic was much colder. Was there any reason for Dylan to stubbornly let himself face the heat?

'As expected, is it an illusion?'

All of Dylan's strangeness Charlize felt was probably just an illusion.

'If it was just an illusion. That's relieving.'

Charlize did not have to try to keep her distance first.

This is a good thing.

The train stopped when his mind was clear.

"We've arrived, Master," said Dylan in front of the carriage.

The waiter he was carrying opened the door of the carriage.

As if waiting to dodge the sun, another maid opened the umbrella.

Charlize stared at the red carpet from the carriage to the entrance to the dance hall.

"Thank you."

Charlize went down while holding Dylan's hand. He saw Dylan's eyes harden again. His cheeks were shaking with a strange nervousness.

The principle of entering together is. The woman lightly grabbed her partner's arm.

Charlize grabs Dylan's arm, which indicates she is nervous. Dylan guided her politely.

"If it wasn't for me."

Her nervousness may have been due to attending the dance.

Charlize treated Dylan carefully.

Before he goes back in time, Dylan doesn't like dance parties. Although position makes people. It is difficult to change his original character.

"The next Imperial Sun, His Highness the Crown Prince and the Grandmaster will enter!"

The waiter shouted his voice.

The nobles stopped their conversation and looked at the entrance.

Everyone watched Charlize and Dylan.

People who have received the hottest attention recently. That must be Dylan. The sudden death of the Crown Prince. And Dylan, the 13th Prince, who was placed on an empty seat.

People were very interested in the story behind the imperial family.

Although the conclusion always ends with a very good Dylan.

"Oh my God."

"She's so pretty."

But after seeing Dylan. Charlize, who was beside him, stood out even more.

In Charlize's ability to find the outstanding Crown Prince. People dumbfounded.

“He looks very young to be called Grandmaster.”.

“He's really young. Because he's still 20 years old.”

"No matter how many prestigious family lineages, I can feel something from different classes ..."

Despite the rumors Charlize is still an evil woman.

The nobles were mesmerized by his current atmosphere and praised him.

"He's finally in."

Dante muttering. Will be nervous and sip wine. They were dressed in formal attire, just waiting for the day of the dance, and preparing gifts.

Kahu also heard the muttering and came out from the terrace.

He is the Young Duke. And she's still single.

“Yang His Highness Crown Prince. His Majesty the Emperor is looking for you.”

The officer approached Dylan and whispered. Dylan asked Charlize for understanding.

“I'll be back soon, Guru.”

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He did not need to ask permission. Dylan always put Charlize first.

Dylan left to receive the emperor's call, and Charlize was left alone.

However, no one could get close to Charlize.

They just admire it from a distance. In fact, it's natural.

'Even when I left the bar and walked in the back alley, the gangsters looked at me and pretended not to know.'

No one argued with Charlize.

People unconsciously became polite to Charlize. It was the same with the nobles, who were considered the most haughty group.

Charlize, it's hard to stay alone. He just went to the buffet.

There are many appetizing foods.

"Lady, long time no see."

Kahu spoke to him.

There was still a delicate tension on his face after a long time.

Charlize looked at Kahu's outstretched hand for a long time. She declined the invitation because she did not enjoy the dance.

However, even the emperor's own dance cannot be denied.

Charlize was a Grandmaster, and when she came home, it affected Dylan, the Crown Prince.

“If you don't mind.”

Kahu was chosen as the most prominent couple in the marriage to Charlize.

The reason why he, who was so popular with the opposite sex as the Young Duke, still did not have a fiancee. Rumor has it that it's because she adores Charlize.

People from the dance party secretly peeked. As if it was an interesting rumor.

“...Will you give me a chance to dance with you Lady?”

He bent his knees politely. That's the perfect way. It is impolite to refuse the first dance request.

As of now, no other noble had been able to get close to the aloof Charlize, so they had not asked her to dance with him.

But Kahu is different.

“...By pleasure.”

Charlize stood up while holding Kahu's hand. Waltz is flowing out.

Light song with fast tone.

As they stepped into the middle of the banquet hall, the attention of the people gushed out. People were watching Charlize and Kahu.

"Geez, they're a perfect couple."

“They will marry.”

The noble ladies murmured, flapping their fans. From the second floor of the banquet hall, Dylan, who was next to the emperor, looked down at the sound of commotion.

Over there.

There's Charlize.

With his hand tied to Kahu.

At first glance she was so beautiful that they could feel that the servants decided and dressed Charlize.

People are filled with admiration.

“...That's an amazing dance move.”

"He's as beautiful as a work of art."

Charlize was strangely different from him when she danced and when she used a sword.

If he had cold and pleasant energy when he used the sword, now he.

Like a female dancer trying to seduce a powerful man, it was sleepy as well as seductive. Is it because of his athletic ability? The dance is amazing too.

Dylan started to get nervous about Kahu's hand encircling Charlize's waist.

"Everyone saw us, Lady."

Kahu lowered his head to Charlize.

"Didn't everyone's eyes be on His Highness, Young Duke?"

"No way."

Charlize turned around and was hugged by Kahu again. His fiancee before him returned to the past whispered softly.

"Everyone saw the Lady."

“…”

Charlize strangely felt uncomfortable. He just wanted this time to be over soon.

If only there was no etiquette for not being able to refuse the first dance request. He doesn't have to dance with Kahu.

'Wait, why am I uncomfortable?'

Charlize's gaze suddenly turned to the second floor. The dome-shaped banquet hall, Dylan stood where his gaze reached.

Wearing the Crown Prince's robe, it was his disciple.

“…”

His heart was beating strangely. Charlize lowered her gaze. The song continues.

The look of someone stuck to his cheek was very persistent.

"That's a good dance, young lady."

"It's an honor to be able to dance with you Your Majesty.”

Charlize raised the tip of her dress to salute.

There is no reason to feel uncomfortable.

'However…'

Charlize took a short break away from Kahu. Normally, the young noblewoman danced her first dance with a knight in escort. Is that why it bothers him?

When he had finished his conversation with the emperor, Dylan came and stood in front of Charlize.

Charlize somehow became silent.

"Teacher."

Looking at the unconcerned Dylan, he felt a little relieved.

However, the relief was only momentary.

In front of everyone. Dylan pulled up and hugged Charlize's waist as if wanting to flaunt her.

Charlize's eyes grew bigger. Dylan whispered in his ear. The breath that is breathed. That's hot.

"Charlize."

He called his name for the first time.