Escape From The Tyrant

Starting the Bag Throwing.12

“Do not hurt. I beg you not to get hurt.”

"You heard it all."

From the servants. The story of entering the Lion Mountains alone.

Dylan sounded worried.

"I'm not hurt, Your Majesty."

"I'm angry."

“It's also not too difficult.”

“…”

When Charlize tried to convince him, Dylan raised his head, and held Charlize's ankle.

Like a savage beast listening well, his clear black hair was visible. It was sparkling, resembling the decadence of night. That's blinding.

With his eyes entangled, Dylan's fingers rub Charlize's feet. It was soft as if a snail was crawling above them. At her delicate touch, her shoulders jerked.

"I think it's a relief."

Hearing Dylan's voice, Charlize suddenly wanted to scratch his cheek.

Contact with water. Feels weird. The Crown Prince continued his words.

“I also believe that it has been protected by Dewa.”

Feels dangerous.

He felt like he was going to keep getting sucked. His breathing became hot with a strange sense of incompatibility.

The legs of a young noblewoman were recognized as extremely valuable. It is always covered with dresses and shoes.

Maybe that's why her cheeks are hot, Charlize thought.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The strange time has ended. Dylan pulled out a towel. She placed Charlize's foot on her thigh and wiped it off.

At the tip of his toe, he felt his thigh muscles hard. Dylan even wore shoes on his feet.

The goodness is always the same, but why does it feel different now?

Charlize tried hard to suppress the strange feeling that appeared inside her.

“I miss your voice Master. It feels like my own palace when I listen to it.”

It must be an illusion but it sounds like a passionate confession.

"Me too, Your Majesty."

“Do you feel offended?”

Dylan said suddenly. Charlize hesitated. It might sound like he's in a bad mood because he's setting up a birthday party.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get permission from Master first."

“If you get permission from me first. That's not a surprise party.”

Dylan was still staring at Charlize, and kneeling down.

He felt consideration. Ever since Charlize became her teacher, she had casually missed her birthday any time.

Even if Dylan wanted to prepare his birthday party, he refused. So maybe he thinks this is his chance.

"Then…"

Dylan hesitated.

"Is it okay if I have your birthday party on schedule?"

"Of course."

Charlize smiled gently.

Only after Charlize's permission was granted did Dylan's expression loosen. Dylan was sorry, but Charlize was grateful.

Because he felt like he wanted to give it to himself.

Dylan hesitated for a moment.

'Should I tell him the latest news from the Grand Duke?'

Request to hold the application to exit the list of family members. Of course, he refused, but he thought for a moment whether he should tell Charlize or not.

But Dylan did not open his mouth.

No reason. He didn't want to disturb her. His master's family turned away from him without exception even on his birthday.

"She should have only heard good words."

thought Dylan.

For the first time, he wanted to give her a proper celebration.

Charlize got up from her seat.

After a long time, he would return to his room and rest.

Like the last greeting, Dylan's voice restrained Charlize.

"If I may say a word before."

Charlize looked at Dylan.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Thank you."

The boy's vigilance is now gone. The stiff apple of Adam could be seen.

As Dylan opened the living room door, there was a protruding tendon on his arm that was visible through his tight shirt.

“Thank you for being born, Guru.”

His voice echoed in his ears.

Words Charlize had never heard.

He carved it clearly.

***

Birthday party goes on fancy.

The noble food. A beautiful melody is played by invited musicians. The atmosphere of the palace is decorated with incredible magic.

He also liked the sword necklace that Dylan had given him as a gift.

The waiters liked Charlize. Although it must be difficult to prepare for a party, they always smile shyly when they see it.

He got quite a lot of presents.

A bath bomb made by Mary. A scarf embroidered by a young noblewoman. Leather gloves for the winter, riding whips, and fancy notes that show that it will not get wet easily in the water.

"So this is how it feels."

Charlize is also a Lady. He knew how lavish a young noblewoman's birthday party was. But this was the first time he realized that he could feel such warmth.

"I feel a tickling sensation somewhere."

Charlize holds Dylan's gift.

It was a simple necklace that was not too conspicuous. It would be better to wear it every day.

The moment Charlize pulled the end of the necklace, the necklace quickly became a sword. The work of making gems and smelting swords were very different fields.

It would be tailor-made by a person who was an expert in both of these matters, so he would spend a lot of time and money on these.

A sword had always kept Charlize's mind at ease, but that was especially true for this one.

'Is it because Dylan gave it to me?'

The texture is very good.

"Why aren't you in the palace, but in the corner of the garden?"

“...Are you looking for me?”

Charlize, who was sitting on the bench, raised her head. Dylan's hair is a little messy. Was he worried because he disappeared without a word?

Dylan slowly approached with a relieved face.

"I wanted to be alone for a while, so I came here."

Of course, the party was fun and it was a completely different experience. But he was tired of dealing with a lot of people.

As if he understood Charlize, Dylan naturally sat next to her on the bench.

"What is a necklace?"

The various gifts Charlize received were beautifully packaged in a box.

As he appreciated the sword necklace given by Dylan, the Crown Prince's expression subsided smoothly.

"I'm glad you like it."

"…Yes.Yes."

Charlize put the sword back into the necklace. The privilege of holding the real sword in front of the Crown Prince.

It was no different from making a public announcement in front of everyone. The Crown Prince really liked the Grandmaster.

"It will be useful for dangerous situations."

Dylan picked up the necklace while watching Charlize. Then he lowered his head and lowered his posture.

In an instant, their lips drew closer. Their breath is narrowed.

Dylan's fingers grazed the back of his neck faintly. Her skin that touched her skin was hot. Dylan, who was wearing the necklace, looked at Charlize.

"That looks good on you, Master."

Charlize simply blinked, and did not say anything.

Because he's too close.

Dylan took back the breath Charlize exhaled, and he stepped back. Charlize unintentionally held the necklace by hand.

"Do you want to go back inside?"

“...Yes, Your Highness.”

Dylan grabbed Charlize's hand and brought her in. Most of the servants at the party were friendly to Charlize.

However, some young noblewomen stayed at the party like uninvited guests. The countess waved her fan and said,

“By the way, how can Grandmaster prove that his swordsmanship is harmless? It's like a necklace, but isn't it still a sword?”

"Absolutely. What if His Majesty was injured by mistake? If he receives such a gift.”

The help of the royal family initially attracted a lot of gossip. Dylan looked at Charlize.

"Teacher."

“No, Your Grace. I'll take care of it.”

Charlize doesn't need Dylan's help. He had the ability to gather insults against himself.

Somehow, he left Dylan stunned, Charlize approached the young noblewomen.

“That's an interesting story.”

Charlize speaking.

"Oh my God, Gra, Grandmaster."

“Ha, happy birthday.”

The young noble ladies became very surprised.

As they were just talking behind her, they felt guilty and looked down.

The position of the Crown Prince's Grandmaster was extremely high. Although Charlize applied to get off the list of family members' names, Lady of the Ronan family still remained a noble.

Most of them bit their lips weakly as if they had made a mistake, but the Countess, who was leading the gossip, raised her chin.

The countess asked,

"Did you hear that, Grandmaster?"

Charlize scrunched her eyes and smiled.

At that moment, the Countess, who saw Charlize's smile in front of him, gasped. It was a common reaction for those who were easily charmed by Charlize, but the Countess' pride became injured so much that she frowned.

“That's true, so I won't apologize. Not even the Grandmaster could deny it. Even if Your Majesty has given it to you first, if you are an intelligent person.You have the right to refuse the gift.”

It had been a long time since he had liked such a gift, so Charlize had no intention of letting the Countess talk more.

Charlize immediately suggested.

"Then should I show it to you?"

Charlize looked indifferent.

“What science my sword is dangerous or not.”

"I, here you mean?"

The countess, who proudly puffed her chest and pretended to be strong, became confused by Charlize's words.

"Yes. Not to hurt anyone, not to touch anything. Would you admit it if I did a sword dance?

The Countess uses her brain to think. There are many obstacles in it. Including the servants, there were many people around.

Bowl and wine glass on the table. There were also gift boxes given to Charlize everywhere.

And he's gonna do a sword dance here?

"That's impossible."

Countess thinks. He can't back off.

Because many people at the party had already noticed the conversation.

"Sure, let's see."

The Countess doubted Charlize's ability. Charlize wore a luxurious dress as the main character of the party. She could not believe she would be able to use the sword in that dress.

Charlize's gaze reached the knight who was guarding the party. The knight, who understood his movements, approached him and stretched out his sword.

It was a long sword.

The people who heard the conversation became nervous. But Charlize calmly asked the Countess.

“Can I borrow this for a moment?”

Charlize said, pointing to the Countess' necklace. Enchanted in the mood, the Countess handed the necklace over.

Charlize closed her eyes proudly.

And tied lace around his eyes.

It was a red lace.

"He did the sword dance without looking?"

Someone murmured softly.

Shortly after, Charlize drew a long sword from the knight. Without a doubt, his quick movements were accurate.

The musicians had stopped playing for a moment because of the disruption of the main character of the party.

“Continue playing.”

The Crown Prince ordered the musicians.

They noticed and started playing music again.

Passionate but decadent. A beautiful melody began to spread within the party hall. The servants who admired Charlize looked at her anxiously.

The noble guests also looked at Charlize nervously. They did not dare to express their opinions on what the Crown Prince had implicitly allowed.

Charlize raised her sword.

“…”

Everyone hold their breath.

Charlize recalled the innocence of the elves that sometimes came to her. Just as she was dancing the sword dance under the moonlight, Charlize started dancing.

Everyone's eyes slowly grew wider.

***