The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 53

Elena and Carlisle were doing an elaborate dance performance, but by the time they got close to each other, they whispered in conversation.

"Are you finding out who tried to destroy the Flower Bridge?"

The matter had been gnawing at him ever since that day. He could not ask Kuhn, because Elena the noblewoman and Len the bodyguard were different people. That part of his identity was still hidden from him.

Carlisle replied in a low voice as he approached her again in time.

"Let's talk about that later."

"Good."

Her answer was enigmatic, but Elena simply nodded. Soon the music ended, and so did the dancing. Elena and Carlisle bowed to each other as they did when they first stepped onto the floor. When he was about to leave, Carlisle stopped him again.

"I heard a woman say she's going to introduce you to other men. Are you going to meet them? "

He looked at her strangely.

"You don't like that?"

"What would you do if I said no?"

"Then I won't go. I've no intention of doing something you don't like. ”

He was suddenly surprised to see Kurapika's direct answer, then immediately smiled.

"… Your answer makes me quite satisfied."

"My engagement is right in front of me, so of course."

"I like that word."

His words seemed to lift his mood. He could not understand why he was satisfied with such a thing, but he moved so they stood beside the table. He felt the look of the entire room on them.

"Maybe we should accompany each other a little longer?"

"Yes. We must show mutual interest. Then we can say we fell in love at first sight like you planned. ”

Elena agrees. That's exactly what he wanted. Then they can proceed to the wedding as soon as possible.

"Who was with you, was that your brother?"

"Yes that's right. Did you see him? "

"He looks just like you."

“Oh, she's prettier than me. She is also charming and very good with her hands. ”

Elena flowed with praise for her sister as if she had been waiting for an opportunity all night. Carlisle smiled slightly.

"Yes, he's after you."

"Little bit. Mirabelle is a very beautiful girl. ”

"You must be very protective of him."

"Yes. He is very valuable to me. "

He had a dreamy expression on his face. Carlisle looked at Elena in surprise, as he had never seen such a warm expression on her. Then he muttered in a low voice,

"I envy her …"

"I'm sorry?"

Elena did not hear it because of the crowd's voice.

"What did you say?"

"…Nothing."

He was a bit curious, but immediately rejected it. He becomes nervous again at the thought of leaving Mirabelle into the clutches of an unfamiliar upper-class society.

"I think I should get back to my sister soon."

"Continue."

The couple whispered. Curious nobles gradually gathered around them, wondering if they were talking about love. Elena spoke, suddenly noticing the crowd around her.

“I fainted as soon as you walked in the room. I've never seen a man as handsome as you. ”

"…What?"

Carlisle looked puzzled at the sudden compliment, and Elena quickly glanced at the others in response. Carlisle seemed to understand what he meant, and he continued unceasingly beating.

"I've heard you fought a war for so long. Have you ever been seriously injured? "

"… Uh."

"Please let me know when you practice. It is a great honor to see you with a sword. "

Elena widened her eyes to warn Carlisle of his stiffness. The nobles who were now secretly listening to their conversation would definitely spread rumors soon. Rumors abound in society and are often twisted of their original meaning, and the scandal between the crown prince and this young woman is a major prey for them. Elena needs to give them meat. The more rumors, the better. The only problem was that Carlisle seemed to struggle to follow in his footsteps.

A young noble with a red hue on his cheek approached Elena. She timidly extended her hand towards him.

"If you don't mind, may I ask for a dance?"

It wasn't unusual for popular women to dance with some men at night, but she couldn't take a chance with Carlisle standing by her side yet.

"I…"

He would reply, but Carlisle spoke in front of him.

"No."

It was only one word, but the magnitude was enormous.

Both the nobleman who asked for the dance and the crowd of spectators were secretly watching staring at Carlisle in surprise. Carlisle grabbed Elena's hand, then continued with a delicate expression on her face.

"The woman will just dance with me."

The commotion among the nobles only grew louder, and the young man, in shame, left the place. But Elena was the one who was the most surprised.

'… Outstanding. He's really good at this. '

Just a moment ago Carlisle was as stiff as a rock, but when the time came he played the role perfectly. The rumor will spread well without any further problems.

'If it's really a conversation …'

"Your Majesty, if you're thirsty, would you like a glass of wine?"

"Thank you . ”

Elena and Carlisle moved away from the table and towards the relatively quieter ballroom area.

“You're good at this, aren't you? Everybody believed it. I don't think there will be much to worry about. “

"…Him . ”

“You really look jealous. ”

Carlisle looked at Elena with an incomprehensible expression.

The two continued to move from place to place, purposely making sure they were seen together so the rumors would spread their wings even further.

"I'll go to my sister's place–"

He started, but then suddenly froze in place, his words lodged in his throat.

He had seen the back of a familiar figure. Height, broad shoulders. The man, middle-aged, with a strong aura about him, and his hair, which was white when he last saw it, was now dark as ashes. The man laughed deeply, and goosebumps flashed all over his flesh upon hearing the sound. He could imagine his face and his bushy beard without having to face him .. His appearance entered his head like a picture.

It was Paveluc, the man Elena had been hunting for decades to avenge her slaughtered family. His entire body trembled not out of fear, but with a long-sleeping rage.

'I cut off his left arm just then …'

Now his arm is in perfect condition.

The Dugun Dugun Dugun.

Elena's heart started pounding on her ribs as Paveluc turned his head. His life goal is revenge. The man he wanted to kill was standing right in front of him.

'… Pave .. luc …'

He looked red, as if his blood was about to come out of his veins. There was nothing she wanted more than to cut her throat in place. If Paveluc dies now, his family will never be in danger again. Elena's eyes swept across the area, looking for weapons. He was consumed by only one thought.

'…Kill him . '

He couldn't let an opportunity pass him by. It would be better for the future to get rid of him immediately. Elena's skin color turned white as she slowly lost her senses.

"-Girl . ”

He heard a voice calling to him. Elena blinked confusedly towards the voice.

"Elena!"

The voice of someone calling his name was touching him. Carlisle looked at her with serious attention.

"What's the problem?"

"…Nothing . ”

He shook his head, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Are you okay?"

"…Him . ”

Elena is fine. He forced his racing heart to calm down.

For a moment he was tempted to kill Paveluc. However, when he considered it rationally, the risk was simply too great. If anything went wrong, he would become a notorious criminal for attempting to kill a major figure in the Imperial Court. He could not risk his family's life on a bet. Rest assured Paveluc will be cut down with his own hands, but not at this time.

Elena clenched and let go first to quell her bloodlust.

Something touched his cheek. He looked up and found Carlisle cupping his face with a soft hand.

"…Your highness?"

"You don't look well. ”

His face was close enough as he lowered his head to look directly into his puzzled eyes.

“Maybe you should take a break. ”

Carlisle grabbed Elena with his slender wrist and started to carry her away.

Paveluc, who had been talking to the other nobles, turned to look at the commotion as Carlisle walked past. Paveluc's black eyes were as deep as a ravine and as calm as the night sea. The nobleman who had spoken to him continued.

“How sweet it is to be a young man. To return from battle and be with such a woman. ”

There was a sneering tone to his voice. Paveluc looked at Carlisle's back silently and immediately asked,

"What family is the young woman from?"

"My Lord, I've heard people whispering about him, and I'm sure he's from House Blaise. ”

Paveluc's eyes stared at the word "Blaise." "He recognized the name from Batori's report.

"… House Blaise. ”

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"Where do you look, my Prince?"

On the critical tone of Empress Ophelia, Redfield, the second prince, turned his gaze to the other side.

Redfield Ger Khan Ruford's.

The second son of the twelfth emperor, who was born by Empress Ophelia.

"Nothing . Nothing interesting. ”

Redfield was a handsome young man with hair as red as the sunset. Her luxurious suit was designed hinting at her solid figure, and many women glanced at her with interest. As the second prince, he had the full support of House Anita, one of the largest and most influential families in the capital. For that reason, he was subjected to the jealousy of many noble children.

“Do not worry about useless things. Take this opportunity to establish yourself more among the other nobles. ”

"…Yes mother . ”

However, regardless of her answer, she could not take her eyes off Elena's back as she disappeared with Carlisle. Redfield stared at Elena's wavy blonde hair, and a hideous smile formed on his lips.