Sir, Don't You Sick Me!

Two Different Conflicts

"I beg you, stop it! Who are you guys?! Why are you guys suddenly attacking us?!"

With tears in my eyes, my head is Mr. Mahawira. The man was tired of enduring the pain in his wounds.

"You go, C-Cornelia!" the door with bated breath.

"No! How could I leave you in this state! I love you, Master! I really love you!" I said while stroking the prince's cheek.

"So, so. A lowly servant like you is presumptuously in love with a prince like Mahawira?"

I heard someone's steps. After turning her gaze to the right, it turned out to be Princess Camelia. Yes, a princess who was betrothed to Mr. Mahawira. Princess Camelia of the Palace of Simaseba.

"T-Mr Princess ...." I didn't expect this impromptu assault to be the woman's doing.

Princess Camelia fell silent a few meters from where I was, then behind her dozens of soldiers prepared to attack with their respective weapons.

"Camelia! What are you doing?!" Mr. Mahawira looks furious while forcing his body to rise.

"My dear, is this your purpose in coming to the Land of the Wind? Is this what you said business? You've betrayed everyone's hope, Mahawira."

"Shut up, Camelia! You have no right to rule my life! I'm the one who decided—"

"Have you been influenced by that lowly servant? Oh, like that. You may have been hit by that ugly servant pellet!" Camelia pitched in anger. His eyes glared sharply at me.

"Camelia fucker! Just go! And get all your soldiers out of here!"

"alright. I'm going home." Princess Camelia turned body. However, he did not immediately lift a step, instead being silent for a while. "Soldier! Arrest Mahawira and kill the lowly servant!" his orders.

I turned my back after hearing Princess Camelia's word to all the soldiers.

"Camelia!" shouted Mr. Mahawira. My master's gaze was filled with burning fire, turbulent and maybe he could not stand it anymore until it finally exploded.

Princess Camelia walked away from the grounds, then all the soldiers moved to attack. Those who use the sword, advance simultaneously to attack Mr. Mahawira who has been injured. However, not the slightest bit of my master was showing a feeling of fear. Instead, Mr. Mahawira got ready, mounted horses. One attack from the soldier could not hit him, Mr. Mahawira counterattacked using a high-level martial skill.

"Cornelia! Get away from here!" he shouted while struggling with the fight.

I immediately ran to Mom's rickety hut, but some soldiers blocked my path.

"Where are you going, huh?!" He brandished the sword, but Mr. Mahawira saved me by jumping and hitting it on the necks of the soldiers. They're sprawled helpless.

"Quick! Now hide!"

Immediately I continued my steps, entering the house, but continued to witness the course of Mr. Mahawira's fight against the soldiers of the Simaseba Kingdom.

"Yeshaat! Go y'all!" challenge the man more and more.

The soldiers who had been lying down and still had the rest of their strength, then got up and attacked again. Now, Mr. Mahawira is being attacked from all angles.

After feeling overwhelmed enough to fight with his bare hands, Mr. Mahawira unsheathed his long double-edged sword. He swings passionately, slashing the opponents. However, the man was hit by a sword so that it scratched his back and made his clothes torn.

"SIR!" I screamed with worry.

I see it seems like Mr. Mahawira is getting overwhelmed. The soldiers are also increasing in number. It seemed as if Princess Camelia was deploying hundreds of soldiers, and half of them she ordered to wait before the other soldiers were overwhelmed.

"Stop your tasks immediately!" said the pointy-nosed woman.

I admit that Princess Camelia is a very beautiful woman. Many princes were infatuated with her, but she refused outright and only wanted Mr. Mahawira as her husband.

"Mahawira! Surrender!"

"No way!"

Mahawira continues to try to beat all opponents, but now his position is being cornered. Swords drifted from all directions, as much as possible Mr. Mahawira should be able to dodge and counterattack. However, I saw the man was again hit by sabetage from the opponent.

Mr. Mahawira squealed in pain.

"Mr ...."

Really, I can't do anything, except watch him get hurt by the opponents. My tears flowed back to see my master being rebuked by dozens of soldiers. Kicks and punches hit his body hard. Mr. Mahawira lunglai is helpless.

He put a sword on the ground, then held his body from collapsing. Mr. Mahawira gasps. Even so, the soldiers did not want to stop doing their actions so that the man was finally snatched.

I saw Mr. Mahawira muttering, but they immediately shackled his hands and feet.

"Master! Master Mahawira!"

I ran to reach my master. Some soldiers back in the way, I stopped.

"Take Mahawira to the palace!"

Princess Camelia walked over, and then stared at me. Princess Camelia laughed softly. Her grin was carved on her beautiful face.

"Don't dream of owning Mahawira! You, the lowly servant will not be able to become a noble princess! You keep that!"

"SILENCE! You must have used black magic to get his love! Your dreams are too high, Lowly Servant!"

Instantly, Princess Camelia put her foot on my shoulder, then knocked me down.

"Camelia! Stop that!" Mr. Mahawira's voice boomed. I saw the man and was taken away by the soldiers.

Princess Camelia smiled slantingly, then said, "I let you live, Lowly Servant. If you make the same mistake, I'll kill you myself. Remember that! From today on, you won't be able to meet Mahawira. It will never be forever!"

Princess Camelia passed away. While I was echoing with a hollow look. I was disappointed in myself for not being able to save my master. Not only that, but the heartache of everything said by the arrogant princess.

"Aarrrgggh!" I shouted while dripping clear circles. My hand hit the ground.

Now, the people I love are taken from me. Mother, Mr Mahawira, then who else?

God, why did you give me such a difficult ordeal? Why is everything I love slowly going away? Now, what can I do, God? I don't have any martial arts, nor is there someone who can save Mom or Mr. Mahawira.

Today I am completely destroyed.

I got up slowly, walking straight into the house. The crying still flowed, even to the slightest.

I laid my body on the bed, grabbed myself, thinking of how to save Mr. Mahawira and my mother. Even so, I got nothing from those thoughts. All that my master looked on was when he smiled, pouted, or even got angry.

When I arrived at Simaseba Kingdom, I was sure that the rotten-hearted princess would force Mr. Mahawira to accept the marriage arranged by the court higher-ups.

True said Mr. Mahawira, the life of a noble is so complicated. He is not free, cannot do anything based on what he wills. Rules have been standardized. Politicized marriage.

If only I could free my master from the nobility's rule, I would definitely marry him, then live a simple life.

However, such a wish was just a dream as Princess Camelia had said.

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Something I felt was patting my shoulder. I opened both eyes, which looked to be a middle-aged man in a suit of armor.

"Why are you sleeping here?" tanyakanya.

I looked around.

"Why am I here?" I muttered as I saw myself sleeping in the middle of the forest on the damp ground.

"Where are you from?" ask the middle-aged man.

"Origin? Me ... I .. where from? I ... don't know."

I tried to think hard, but I really couldn't remember anything.

"Come with me. I know who you are. It seems you are the son of my soldiers."

"Warrior? Then, where are my parents?"

"Unfortunately, your parents have died honorably on the battlefield. I just got home from a big war. Come with me, I'll tell you."

Feeling that I did not know what to do, I finally agreed to the middle-aged man's invitation. Put myself on the train. For some reason, this carriage I was sitting on was reminiscent of an event, unfortunately the shadows were not at all clear.

The train is run, I surrender to fate. I don't know where these people are taking me.

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"From now on, your name is Cornelia. You learn to be a servant little by little in this palace. However, you will serve no one but my own son. The prince of the palace is my successor in this kingdom. In a moment, he'll be here. Wait out."

I nodded, then sat down under the man's throne.

Not long after, a man with a pointy nose along with a middle-aged woman walked over, then stopped a few meters from the throne.

I was amazed to see that man. However, when I looked at him, he just looked down.

"Well, here's what he's waiting for. Son, from today on, this girl will always be with you, she will continue to serve you to adulthood."

The prince held out his hand, taking me by the hand. A little hesitant to welcome his hand, but I gave myself up.

"Your name—maaf—whose sire's name?" My hands are still tied to that man.

"Don't be too polite. I don't like it."

I nodded slowly.

"My name is Mahawira." He smiled warmly at me.

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