The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 47

The crowd split as Carlisle and his bodyguards walked into the festival. One of the festival organizers marked Carlisle's presence with a loud voice.

"Your Majesty, Crown Prince Carlisle!"

In response, the crowd of subjects lowered their heads respectfully like ocean waves. The number of people seems endless. The view is no less spectacular.

Elena, who was riding a horse behind Carlisle, looked at the prince with fresh eyes. He had not thought too much about it before, but His Imperial Majesty was not present in public due to severe pain. People seemed happy to see the crown prince directly replacing him.

People cast amazed looks at the large figure of Carlisle, who wore his pride like a man wearing fitting clothes. Everyone thinks the same thing.

'… A man born to be an emperor.'

There seems to be no other man better suited to that position. Emperors are apex predators at the top of the food chain. It was as if Carlisle was born to stand above others. If one met his blue eyes by chance, admiration would be the first emotion resolved followed by envy.

Elena followed Carlisle in a long procession when a little further one of her subordinates spoke.

"You, newcomer."

"…"

He knew he was called, but he did not answer. Swordsman, whether mercenary or knight, was a rough crowd. In the last few decades of his life, he hung out with such groups.

Now, the provocation was nothing more than childish. There are usually people in any organization who like to set the order of power among the members. However, he had no intention of establishing a relationship with them to hide his identity.

"Hey, can't you hear me?"

"I think he's ignoring us."

He did not turn his head, instead quietly turning his gaze to the Flower Bridge. It will collapse today, and there should be clear signs of structural weakness. No building or bridge collapsed in a day without them. However, it seems that someone in charge is hiding his mistake.

'… We'd better find them and evacuate everyone before the bridge collapses.'

Elena's main mission is to defend Carlisle, but she wants to make sure no one else is hurt or killed if possible.

Elena was deep in thought until suddenly a figure blocked her path. When he looked up, he saw a man looming over him.

"It's Len, right? What did we say was funny to you? ”

The man had a thick and muscular body.

“Quiet, Morgan. He's so small that you'll drop him if you hit him. He was brought here by the prince himself, so don't blind him on the first day. "

Elena heard someone sneer, and it seemed like the giant man in front of her was named Morgan.

Elena was about to reply when there was a sudden commotion in front of them. A man blocked Carlisle's path to the Flower Bridge. His sword was taken from the waist.

"Stop."

Her fine clothes and jeweled sword seemed to indicate that she was a high-ranking knight from a wealthy family.

Only a small number of people were allowed to enter the festival hall that they would enter. Carlisle was already known as the Crown Prince, but the deliberate denial of access appeared to be an attempt to embarrass him from his official position.

Zenard, who was standing right next to Carlisle, flushed in anger.

"What's? You dare say this guy–! ”

Before Zenard even finished speaking, Elena quickly dodged Morgan and headed straight for Carlisle.

And before anyone could say anything, his feet flew towards the opponent.

Puk!

The swift attack caused one of the knight's knees to hit the ground, and he raised his head angrily.

"How dare you–"

His words stopped in his throat.

Chaangs.

Elena's sword was suddenly seen by the bowing knight. Surprised, he staggered to his feet and raised his own weapon.

"Do you know which house I come from?"

"No, I don't, but I know you are a knight who drew your sword at the Crown Prince. Apologize for threatening your Prince, regardless of your rank. "

Elena spoke coldly, not caring about everyone's stunned gazes.

"Three seconds for you to step aside."

The man broke out in cold sweat, afraid that Elena would attack in one fiery moment. It was just a plan to ruin the prince's status.

"Three .. two …"

Everyone here knows what that word means. In the end, his sword will strike justice. Everyone's breathing stopped.

Zenard looked in wonder at Elena. This kind of bold judgment and strength did not come from any normal person.

Elena made sure everyone knew the consequences that they didn't appreciate Carlisle.

"…one."

It was Elena's last countdown.

TN: One of Carlisle's guards was named Megan, but I turned her into Morgan.