The Return of the Female Knight

CHAPTER 85

This party was very different from everything Elena had ever done. He has attended many social events, big and small, but never one with this much setback and deviation.

Usually, meetings usually have a large hall in the middle for people to stand and talk. However, there was more seating than standing here. Dozens of tables and sofas were strewn across the room, with a small group of people already mingling around him. At one table, a masked man and woman openly indulged in each other's affection, much to Elena's embarrassment. It was a place where only young people gathered, and it felt much more unrestrained than an official event.

"Is it because everyone wears a mask?"

The lighting is also dim, unlike a brightly lit candle holder. This was new to Elena, but everyone seemed familiar with this arrangement.

"But ... what's this smell?"

Ever since he entered, a strange fragrance floated on his nose. It prompted buried memories, and Elena turned her head to look for the source of the smell, but before she could investigate, the sound of a man's footsteps approached her.

Ttubeog.

He turned his head, and a man with flaming red hair was seen. He was masked like everyone else, but he knew right away who it was.

That's Redfield. She also seemed to recognize Elena, with the mask she gave her.

“Ah, you have arrived. ”

Elena had spoken in informal language at the palace dances in the past, but now she was more aware of her position as the crown princess in the future. The corner of his mouth was raised.

“You are very sincere in your invitation to me, and I cannot refuse. ”

He made no mention of the wedding planning, and Redfield responded with a faint smile.

"Welcome . I'd be very disappointed if you turned me down again. ”

It sounded like he was going to continue sabotaging the marriage, as he had expected. From the outside, the couple greeted each other with friendly smiles, but inside they tested each other, hiding their true thoughts.

“Should I show you where I am? I feel bad letting my future brother-in-law stand here like this. ”

"Please . ”

"This way…"

Redfield stepped forward first, a smile under his mask. He followed, watching his golden tongue and the way he called her "brother-in-law". "While Carlisle was sometimes mischievous, he was generally honest and only said what he wanted to say." Redfield is not like him.

Redfield took her to a large private room, not to one of the tables in the common room as he had hoped. There were various rare dishes scattered on the table, but there was no one else there.

"Please sit down . ”

Elena sat on the chair.

"Don't you say you'll take me to where you are, Second Prince? But it doesn't seem to be here anymore for the party. ”

Elena did not hesitate to use Redfield's title when they were alone. Masks are meaningless when they already know each other's identity. Redfield smirked crookedly, pulled his mask and revealed his handsome face. He fixed it with a burning look.

“I've set up a private table with my sister-in-law. No one else needs to be here, right? ”

He doesn't agree. However, Elena replied calmly, cultivating her turbulent emotions.

"You asked me to dance when we last met at the dance. ”

“Haha, we can always dance anytime. Wh why? Do you want to dance with me now? "

He seemed happy to play with her. His cunning caused a very different level of discomfort to Carlisle.

"No . I think there's no need for us to dance. ”

"Of course . Well, not today. ”

Redfield smiled cunningly and picked up a bottle of wine.

"Do you want a drink?"

"No thanks . I'm not good at drinking. ”

“How about just one glass? It's been a long time since we last met, and I'd be disappointed if you didn't have at least one glass. ”

"… Then please. ”

Elena held out a glass in front of him, and Redfield filled his ship. Strange smells are stronger in this room than outside. Elena's forehead stiffened and she placed a palm on him, while Redfield's eyes stared at the gesture.

"Will you pour me a drink too, brother-in-law?"

"I'm grateful for the glass you poured on me, Second Prince, but it won't look good in anyone else's eyes because I did the same. ”

"Haha, what do you think of your family?"

“Better be careful. ”

Redfield continued with a slight shrug.

"If you insist . ”

He filled his own glass and drank first. As Elena tried to let go of the blur in her vision, Redfield looked at her worriedly.

"Are you not healthy? There is water if you do not want to drink. ”

Redfield filled another glass with water for her. Elena looked at him, thinking strangely that Redfield kept pushing him to drink. He answered without touching the water.

"No thanks . I haven't slept much due to the wedding preparations, and I feel dizzy. ”

“Oh, you need to be more careful. ”

“I just came here to see you for a while. If you don't have anything else to say, I'd like to go. ”

Redfield held a cruel smile at Elena's stubbornness.

"Am I going to invite my brother-in-law here without anything to tell him?"

While he listened to Redfield speak, he kept trying to rack his brain about the strange smell. It unsettled him from the start, but his suspicions grew as his body weakened.

'… Where did I kiss her before?'

Redfield continued to speak while sorting out his memories.

"I'm calling you here because I have a proposal."

"A proposal?"

"Yes. As you know, in the Ruford Empire, it was quite common for future generations of emperors to inherit a beautiful young concubine from the previous one. Looking at it broadly, they were all family, and it was not considered embarrassing. "

It was a history that Elena did not understand, but she nodded because she knew there were such circumstances. Then Redfield revealed his true intentions.

"I don't understand…"

"I mean, I became an emperor, it means I will take you – who has married my brother – for myself."

"…!"

Elena's eyes widened. He never imagined that Redfield would dare to tell him this. He continued with a glancing expression.

"Why don't you put yourself in my arms and be comfortable for me? Hm? Not just dancing. Judge who's better, my brother or me. ”

Elena was so shocked that she was about to come out. But by the time he tried to get up, the room was spinning violently, and he forced himself back into his chair. Redfield grinned.

"Did the drug finally work?"

At that moment, a dormant memory of the flower approached him.

Payan Flowers. When burned, the person who inhales it will gradually lose their senses and fall into delirium. The dosage here is stronger than the original medicine. It did not completely drain his energy after a short exposure, but he found himself barely able to move.

"First, how about we share the burning affection between men and women, and then you can think carefully about my offer. Ha ha ha."

Redfield reached out his hand to remove the mask he was wearing.

Jjaag!

Elena hit his hand with one swift move.

His emotions flared up to such intensity that he could not control his strength. Redfield stared at the place that surprised him, and Elena suddenly felt relieved how lucky she was to have Carlisle.

"Initially it was just a simple contract marriage …"

Previously, she did not care about her husband's personality, appearance, thoughts, or potential. The only thing that mattered was that the crown of the emperor was placed on Carlisle's head. But what if he's a guy like Redfield? What if he had to choose Redfield and make him emperor to save his family? If Carlisle was this kind of man, would he still marry her?

There's only one answer, no fun. He's gonna do it. He felt as if there had been a creeping insect in his palm ever since he touched Redfield's hand for a moment. It didn't matter to her who she had married before, but Elena knew for sure that she didn't want to hold Redfield's hand.

Paveluc was the last enemy Elena had to defeat. If he maintains a good relationship with Redfield, he could still have a chance of survival if Carlisle is defeated. However ... Carlisle was a better choice to become emperor, than to comply with the Second Prince's dirty demands. Elena wondered what kind of man stood between Carlisle and the throne, but now she knew exactly.

'…Junk.'

Second Prince Redfield was the lowest of the trash to use drugs on women and impose himself on them. Elena looked at him coldly through her mask, and she stared back at him in astonishment.

"How did you do it? You should not be able to move– ”

"Do what?"

He's risen. It was impossible if she was an ordinary, untrained aristocratic woman, but she was Elena. Although he had less immunity than his last life and the drug slowed down his ability to react, he was not so helpless that he could not deal with Redfield before him. If he was that weak, then he could not claim to be Carlisle's sharpest sword.

"I want to get rid of this place."

He clenched his hand to stop himself from attacking Redfield. When Carlisle was crowned emperor, Redfield would be the first to be removed.

"Listen carefully, Second Prince. I'm rejecting your dirty proposal. If you try a shallow trick in front of me– ”

Elena's voice changed more than ever.

"–I'll kill you with my own hands."

At the end of her words, Elena turned around and walked away. In either case, it is better to leave the room where the aroma continues to rise.

Before coming out completely from the room, Elena stopped at a place where Redfield could not see her. By hand magic, he collected a sample of powder and slipped it into his handkerchief, then finally left the room in a steady gait. He would never let this pass, and he intended to take this opportunity to investigate the party in detail.

Redfield had frozen in place as Elena stood up, but soon her face flushed red in anger. He had just realized the humiliation he had suffered.

"This, this–!"

Redfield ran out of the room to chase after Elena–

The kwadangtang!

He hit the waiter with the serving tray.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"My apology."

The maid had dark blue hair and pale white skin. Knowing that Elena is attending Redfield's party, several of Carlisle's subordinates have infiltrated the staff to protect her. Including Kuhn.

Redfield cursed the empty place where Elena disappeared.

"Dam."

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Elena immediately stepped out of Redfield's party, rushing to get back on Blaise's train.

Jeobeog jeobeog–

An unexpected person approached him – someone with black hair and cold blue eyes. It was none other than Carlisle, with his handsome face and his perfectly carved face.

"How are you…?"

As soon as he spoke, he realized that he was still wearing a mask. Carlisle would pass by without knowing it was him, so he raised his hand to get it out.

Taaks.

Carlisle stopped in front of him.

"You should have told me the day before. Don't make me worry about you. ”

"How are you-"

Elena suddenly stumbled, unable to finish her sentence. He had suppressed the effects of the medicine all along, but now it finally came to a realization. Or maybe it was because the tension lifted once he saw Carlisle.

Carlisle quickly grabbed Elena's shoulder and frowned. He's in bad shape. He did not shout at her, but the anger in his tone was clear.

"What's going on?"

"No, I'm fine!"

Before Elena finished speaking, Carlisle raised his body with both hands. Her eyes widened in surprise, but Carlisle pulled her close in his arms.