I Am The Queen's

#41.

Detrian and Clara immediately entered the room, followed by Manager Feng from behind. When they had entered, the young man who had survived was standing in the corner of the room watching the two maids who had brought food.

"I'm sorry for my negligence Miss, because the man didn't want to eat and drink during the kiss from 30 minutes ago. Even my friend and I were fooled into persuading her, "reported the maid whom Clara had entrusted to look after the young man.

Hearing the report from the waiter suddenly made Clara sigh long because it was definitely Clara who had to finish this.

While Detrian was already sitting on the Sofa, and Feng's waiter was brewing coffee for him. Detrian was very curious, how did Clara overcome this troublesome thing.

Clara moved her index finger, and the two maids moved away from Clara, and let Clara face to face with the young man who was putting on his sour face.

"Why don't you eat ? Ah, to appreciate their hard work.. " Pointing towards the two maids "... At least eat a few mouthfuls of rice and sip a few liters of water. It'll look more reasonable and polite." Said Clara who opened her chat, like an older brother who was scolding his sister who had been very late.

"Heh, how do I know that in rice and water there is no poison huh ? " In a mocking tone, the young man did not hesitate in the slightest word Clara said.

"Think about. Why did We save You just to make You consume poison ? Gosh darn.. If I knew your impolite nature, I'd let You die with a lot of gunshot wounds on the body earlier. Haaah... I regret my actions that did not think of what would happen next. "

Sighing, Clara realized that the young man in front of her was as stubborn as a stray cat.

The young man only realized that he had been involved in a fight, which made him get a lot of gunshot wounds and considerable bleeding. But strangely, now there is not the slightest wound on his body. Bandages are not there, like getting healing in a way He can no longer think of.

"Please out. After the door turns right, walk about 100 meters, go down the stairs, then turn left as far as 200 meters. You will come out of this castle, and be free to do your custom as before. "

Amidst the confusion that suddenly stopped in the minds of the young man, Clara immediately drove him out in style. It didn't sound rude, but it was very stunned when it went into the young man's hearing.

"Head of the Feng, if you can take him. Kasian if he gets lost in the greenhouse, he might destroy the flower like two broken vases in this room. " Clara's orders began to turn around and glanced at the fragments of the flower vase that was still plastered clearly on the floor.

"Good." Answer the Feng manager.

Clara set foot to get out of the room.

"WAIT !!! " But the screams from the boy made Clara stop her movement.

"What's up ? " With a cold look and a different look on his face, Clara's reaction succeeded in making the young man tremble in fear.

"I.. That's.. I'm sorry.. . " The youngster's mentality instantly shrieked, he was like a kitten facing off against a ferocious Tiger that was ready to pounce on him.

"Pffit... " And Detrian almost broke his laughter, because the response of the young man when he saw the change in Clara's expression was really very funny to him.

"Sorry for what ? " It still hasn't turned around, Clara just turned her head with the same expression.

"Ma.. Sorry for breaking this vase. I'm sorry that I didn't appreciate the hard work of the two maids, and I'm sorry that I spoke in such a high tone to You who helped my life. " So low, the young man described his mistakes one by one.

"HAHAHA... HAHAA....." Detrian's laughter was unbearable, because only this time Detrian saw Clara using a complicated way, only to subdue one boy.

"Ti's... No. gabe.. L'm.. I just laughed at the young man.. " Reply Detrian answered, looking for a reasonable reason.

"………" Clara was still silent and looked at Detrian with a stern look from before.

And it made the two cold sweat dart quickly from the pore of his face. Detrian could no longer look at Clara's eyes are very intense, because instead of her fear of Clara, Detrian's heart seemed to lose control when looked at like that by Clara.

And seeing the change in reaction to his little young master, the caretaker Feng revealed a wide smile and slightly held back a laugh, as only this time did he see Detrian flabby in his act.

"A...I.. That's.. Can I talk ? " At the heart of Detrian's study, the young man's question saved him from Clara's gaze. The conscious Clara walked towards the young man and Detrian died on the sofa.

"God.. I'm salvaged. I'll thank the boy later.. Huh... You can finally breathe in a feeling that is not depressed. Girl if angry again why is it always creepy anyway ? "

Inner Detrian while showing a horrified face imagining Clara's face that did not change in the slightest when he heard the laughter from Him earlier.

"What do you want to talk about ? " This time Clara asked with eyes that were not too sharp anymore, as if she had lowered her turbulent emotions to and fro.

"Why did you help me ? Why aren't there any stitch scars from the bullets that were lifted from my body ? And why do so many scars on my body disappear ? "

"I can't answer much less explain to the young man I just met. You've regained consciousness and recovered, let Manager Feng take you out, because you don't want to linger here for long, do you ? "

"No.. Wait for.. I can't just walk away after I get help from you. I don't like to owe someone. "

"Why did you reply to me ? I don't need any money or any other weird stuff. Enough with you leaving this place, it can repay my kindness just now."

"No... I can't possibly let something like that happen to the person who saved my life who was at the end of that life."

Raising one eyebrow, Clara asked with a hint of curiosity. "Then what ? "

The young man bent his knees, and bowed his head before Clara, then said... "Be the leader of our group. "

"Group .u ? What group ? " This time Clara's curiosity grew.

The young man raised his head, and answered Clara respectfully.

"THE BLACK FIRE GROUP "

"Puufff..... " Detrian spouted the new coffee he gulped in shock and shock at the young man's words. Ah, more precisely when hearing the name of his group.

"........ " While Clara was just rounding her eyes wide, she spoke in the slightest, as if her shock was currently being extremely domineering.