The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 13

After preparing the bed with the help of her servant, Elena stood in front of her room with a chocolate cup in her hand. He sensed that there was someone inside and guessed their identity. He walked into the room innocently when suddenly someone jumped up by shouting.

"Hhhh!"

Elena turned her head and saw Mirabelle making a scary face. Her older sister might have waited there for a while and Elena wonder if she should act surprised, but then she realized that her time was dead. Elena put the cocoa on the table.

"What are you doing here? I told him not to enter my room without permission. "

“Oh, what's the problem? … Only once. "

Mirabelle's voice softened, and Elena's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Mirabelle threw a pillow at Elena.

"I was waiting to sleep with my sister today."

“Why do you want to sleep with me all of a sudden? You're not a kid anymore. ”

"But .. didn't what Dad said hurt you?"

Mirabelle said with concern in her voice, but Elena shook her head and simply stroked her brother's hair.

"Not everything."

"I think Dad is sometimes the hardest on you. He ignored Derek or me even when I complained all the time. ”

"There's nothing wrong with what you did."

"That's wrong! I hate it when you say things like that. ”

Mirabelle's anger made Elena's disappointment melt like snow. She doesn't know if Mirabelle knows that Elena doesn't hate their father, who has always supported her, even in her past life when she wished her father had treated her better. She hopes her father shares the same warmth she has for her sister, and has the same expectations as her father.

Despite the fact that time has turned around, that feeling remains unchanged. Elena could feel it again. He really has gone back in time. As a cold-blooded knight, she had forgotten what it was like to be a noble princess. It is said that the location makes people, and while he has been living another life for about twenty years, as the days go by he slowly assimilates to his current current feelings. She did not imagine that she would feel disappointed seeing her father alive and well …

But at this moment, all his regrets had been lost. The cocoa he received and Mirabelle's warm words made everything alright. Once again he thanked God for having his family around him.

Elena climbed onto the bed first and patted the spot beside her.

"Come here, let's go to bed."

Mirabelle's face shone and she grabbed a pillow and jumped onto the bed. Sweet advice for Elena and Mirabelle, who haven't shared a bed with her brother in a long time. Elena could not sleep well since returning to the past, worried that if she opened her eyes, everything would become a dream. She whispered to her sister softly, feeling the weight and warmth of Mirabelle filling the space next to her.

"M-hm."

Mirabelle's voice was already thick with drowsiness. Elena hugged her sister and slowly closed her eyes.

"Thank you for being by my side, brother."

"What are you talking about?"

“Do not go anywhere now. I ... I'm so lonely. "

"Hehe, I'll go without my sister."

As she listened to Mirabelle's seductive voice, Elena could enjoy the feeling of comfort she hadn't felt in a long time. Over the years he had raised his sword for revenge, and even when he had returned the past, he could not completely abandon instinct. He fell asleep immediately. As far as Elena remembered, it was the sweetest sleep in the world.

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"One, two .. forty-nine, fifty."

He did muscle exercises, holding on to a strong horizontal trunk that connects the bedposts and lifting his weight with just his arms. It was still early in the morning, not yet the sun rose, but after arriving at Blaise Castle he practiced every day. He might have saved Carlisle this time, but there was no way to know the future afterwards. There was so much he had to prepare to take down Paveluc. Among them, the sword should be the most basic skill. In his previous life, he focused on escaping after his family was destroyed and did not learn about it immediately. If corrected, the time he spent now could be used to reach a higher level than before. Elena was determined to reach that goal.

"Huh."

He finally let go of the horizontal crossbar with both hands, panting. When he landed on the floor he did not rest and immediately went out. Fortunately, the Blaise family has plenty of room for physical exercise. Elena had chosen running as the most effective training method that would not make anyone suspicious.

Tadag, tadag.

There was a constant sound of footsteps as the family knights lined up around the training ground. Some of them cast odd glances at her as she ran this for three mornings in a row, but eventually they became accustomed to her routine. He avoided most of them by exercising very early in the morning.

Elena ran and breathed steadily as a long shadow approached her. Elena glanced at the person approaching. It was a handsome man with a tall, healthy body and a stoic expression, running like a perfect specimen of a knight. That's Derek's brother.

Elena greeted him with a furtive nod but did not stop until she reached the end of her lap. Derek, who was running beside her, stopped and sighed big next to her.

"What causes you to suddenly start exercising?"