The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 72

The man outside the door shouted again.

“Why is this door locked? Who's over there? ”

"That's a precious guest of the Crown Prince."

"Open."

Tang, yang!

Mirabelle heard the sound of solid metal hitting the doorknob. He tried to stay as calm as possible. His heart was pounding heavily on his ribs, but nervousness would not help. The first thought in her head was, "How can I get through this situation if I'm Elena?"

There is no time to doubt. Mirabelle quickly closed the window where Kuhn entered and removed the outer dress she was wearing. Kuhn's gray eyes trembled at his unexpected behavior. Mirabelle helps Kuhn who falls into a bathtub full of petals.

"Keyug …"

Kuhn grimaced as the water touched her wound, but she was unable to care about such things right now.

"Patience if you don't want to get caught."

Kuhn's expression seemed to change due to her hard determination. When Kuhn's weight is added to the bathtub, the water rushes to the tub and cleans the blood off the floor. However it wasn't enough, so Mirabelle quickly picked up a few red petals from the basket and scattered them to the ground.

The kaang!

The voice rang louder than before, and Mirabelle closed her eyes tightly and took off her camisole.

Suddenly, the door opened and several angry men entered. Mirabelle covered her chest with her hands and looked at her with her eyes wide open. The back was completely exposed, and the men were forced to turn their heads quickly.

“Kyaaaa! Get out of here now! ”

He shouted loudly, bending over to protect his body. It was a shame that the body of a noble woman was exposed to a stranger. The men exchanged a quick glance, then came out of the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Then one of the men spoke in an urgent voice.

"Please dress yourself, ma'am. We have a mission to find this place– ”

However, there was another commotion before he could finish. The sound of footsteps and the voice of another man.

"You who? Did you all come in here knowing where you are? ”

"We came under His Majesty's command."

"Ha. Even so, you should dare to come here without the permission of the Crown Prince. “

"What?"

Mirabelle crept silently towards the door and listened carefully. He heard someone pull his sword. Although he could not see it with his own eyes, it seemed like someone would be cut down.

Mirabelle can't hide Kuhn if they get into the bathroom. The previous solution was only temporary. He swallowed nervously.

"Stop! We're gonna go. But the Crown Prince had to explain this himself. "

"You have to explain why you're trespassing."

"…Let's go."

Finally, he heard the sound of footsteps leaving. As he listened, the frightened maid rushed back to the bathroom door.

"God, are you okay?"

Mirabelle quickly forbade the maid from entering through the door.

"Please don't come in. I don't want people to see me like this. "

"Sorry, Madam. Do you want me to call Lady Blaise next door? ”

"No, he wouldn't sit idly by if he found out about all this commotion. I'll tell him myself tomorrow. "

The servants lowered their heads automatically. Mirabelle spoke again to the waiter outside the door.

"I want to be alone, so please leave the bedroom. And please don't let anyone in again. "

"Yes, my lady."

The servants rushed out of the room without saying anything. Mirabelle, wearing a robe lying in the bathroom, went to the master bedroom where the servants left and then locked the door. This is the only way to stop someone from entering, as the bathroom doorknob is broken. Only after clicking the key did the tension somewhat subside.

"… Haaah."

Mirabelle took a breath. When he looked at his palm, he saw that it was shaking. Deceiving people with lies made her feel like her heart was about to explode, but luckily she was able to pass by unnoticed.

After taking the time to calm down, she quickly returned to the bathtub where Kuhn was sitting, barely conscious. Mirabelle quickly pulled him out, worried he would die with a face as pale as that. The simple act of carrying the weight of an adult male causes his entire body to sweat with exertion.

He managed to lean her against the bathroom wall, and Kuhn weakly opened her eyes.

"… You don't have to do this."

Mirabelle had used all her strength and energy to save him. His expression lit up furiously.

"What if I don't do this? If I let you be captured by them, will you come back to life? "

"It's none of your business."

"…!"

Mirabelle said nothing to Kuhn's stupidity. Despite the sudden appearance of sadness, the fact remained that he would not be safe had he been taken away by those people.

"Did he really want me to leave him alone in a situation where he would die?"

He doesn't understand. One should thank the other for saving someone's life.

Mirabelle shook her head and took off Kuhn's coat to look at her injuries.

"Let .. leave it."

“I'll judge it myself. It would be more beneficial for you to remain silent than to waste your energy. ”

Whether it was because of his words or because he did not have the energy to answer them again, Kuhn remained silent.

Mirabelle managed to remove Kuhn's shirt, revealing her tight abdominal muscles. Due to her slender appearance, she was surprised to see how she was solidly built underneath. His body was full of scars, but he was most curious when he saw what looked like burning cigarettes on his skin.

Without asking her anything, Mirabelle tore off a piece of her white silk nightgown and tied it around her wound. That's the only way to stop the bleeding for now.

'… I wish I could ask Elena for help.'

Mirabelle can do more with the help of her sister, such as being able to get medicine for treatment. However, under these circumstances, Mirabelle could not tell Elena. Elena would never let a stranger be around her sister, and she always hated being involved in dangerous situations.

Furthermore, Mirabelle had no idea why the man was being hunted. If he had ill intentions towards Carlisle, it would make Elena's situation very difficult. Of course, if that was true, Mirabelle probably shouldn't have saved him in the first place.

But .. he wants to protect her. No matter what he did wrong, he didn't think he could stand watching him die in front of him.

"The only teddy tedyaku …"

He did not bring his bear to the palace, and it sat in Blaise's house by his bedside, as usual, wrapped in the coat Kuhn had left behind.

She was no longer a child or suffering from pain, and she knew that men and bears were not the same. The person in front of him happened to have the same hair color as his teddy bear.

However, he could not leave her alone. He doesn't know why. He keeps moving. He didn't want to see her dragged.

Mirabelle was perplexed by these feelings that she did not understand. It was the first time he had protected someone like this and hid it from Elena.

'When he was in a relationship with the Crown Prince, was this how he felt?'

His mind kept saying no, but his heart did not regret what he had done. Mirabelle looked at the pale face of Kuhn, whose eyes were tightly closed.

"I'll take care of Kuhn's business myself, so you can go back to your room."

"But-"

Elena had a brief argument with Carlisle for posing as Len.

Carlisle glanced at the bedside where Elena hid herself, then turned to the door and responded.

"Please come in."

It was Zenard who hurriedly entered the room.

"I'm sorry, Your Honor. There are important reports and I have no choice but to– ”

Knowing that he was with Elena, Zenard extended his reasoning, but Carlisle cut him off coldly.

"Go to the point."

“The queen sent a search team to our area. They entered without permission. They said that they were chasing after someone who had entered the Empress's palace, and it seemed like they were looking for Kuhn. ”

"So he must have escaped from the Queen's palace. Where's the search party now? "

"We've expelled them, but they're still looking for him."

"… Those brash soldiers."

Carlisle's eyes were like ice.

"Tell the spies you planted in the Empress's palace to keep watch for Kuhn, and bring everyone else on the outskirts of the palace and arrange a feast. I'll be there soon. "

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zenard bowed and left the room, and Elena stepped out from behind the bed curtain.

"Are you still going to leave me out of this?"

"… I'd like to, if possible."

"Well, if you can't lend me the armor, I'll get it myself. I'll do it my way. "

Carlisle hesitated at his words, and then continued with great reluctance.

"I saw. Then I'll give you some armor to wear. But don't leave my side this time. ”

"Don't forget our contract, Caril. If you mind me being part of your guard, I'll find another way to do it. And that may not be what you like. "

Carlisle opposed her every time she raised the sword, making her work even more difficult each time. They had already agreed to the contract, and he had already explained himself on Flower Bridge. Elena had no patience anymore to persuade him.

“I know you can. That's what worries me. "

"…?"

"I'm afraid you'll eventually take on a job as dangerous as your abilities."

"I'm ready for that."

"…I know. I understand the last time you said it. Please remember what I am saying now. "

Carlisle's blue eyes looked straight at Elena's red eyes. He listened to her regardless of the darkness in the air.

"Don't get hurt. If you're in danger, don't look back and make sure you're safe. "

"Then-"

She would ask what the purpose of being her bodyguard was, but Carlisle continued in a softer voice.

"I told you. If you get hurt .. I might go crazy. "

He really did not know what would happen if he was injured. It was very likely that it would be like the time he cut off the head of the noble and brought it to the party.

Elena could do nothing but nod for now, if only to convince him.

"I understand. I'll be careful not to get hurt. "

"Good."

Carlisle smiled faintly, and Elena continued.

"If you are not in danger. Because once you are, I can't help myself. Your safety is more important than anything else to me. "

Carlisle's eyes widened slightly, and he looked away and covered his mouth with one hand. Somehow his ears felt a little red.

"… You say sweet things so casually."

"What?"

Elena was surprised by her reaction to her comment. When she thought about it, she said she would make him emperor because she wanted to become an empress, but she never publicly said that her life was important to her. Elena argued with herself whether she should explain herself more or not.

Carlisle, however, had no intention of continuing this long conversation, and pointed to the opposite wall of Elena.

"There's some armor in there, so you can pick something you like."

There was a strange tension in the atmosphere, but Elena nodded.

"Well, okay then-"

As he walked in the direction he pointed at, somehow his face felt hot. She's ashamed of him.

'… Only with those little words.'

Elena was unable to adjust to the sudden change of atmosphere from serious to bizarre.

He saw a row of armor. Perhaps because his room was close to the training ground, Carlisle's armor was ready to be worn. Elena chose the smallest of them and placed the helmet over her head. He was grateful to be able to hide the red hue on his face.

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Carlisle and Elena arrive at the outer area of the Crown Prince's palace, where Kuhn is believed to have been last seen. Zenard, who had been waiting there, quickly approached Carlisle and bowed.

"Who is this by your side?"

"You've seen it before."

“From the Bridge of Flowers…! Since when have you been in the palace? "

Carlisle glanced at Elena and spoke in a soft voice.

“He's been doing secret business for me for some time. That's why he should always cover his face. "

"Oh so."

Zenard replied firmly, but his eyes were still on guard. It's been a while, but Len is so different from Elena that Zenard doesn't notice it.

"You must hate me."

When he thought about Zenard's disapproving eyes, he saw dozens of Crown Prince's men approaching. Among them was Morgan, a tall and powerful man who tried to argue with him on Flower Bridge. He waved at Elena as he watched her.

'What? I think he'll start arguing again … '

The group moved quickly to Carlisle's side and the leading man reported to him.

"Your Majesty, we searched the southwest and we found no sign of him."

"Then let's go northwest. “

Carlisle took command, and the others followed after his leadership. Among them was Elena, who was right behind Carlisle.

His red eyes glistened under the helmet. That was the beginning of the search.