082 Knight’s Honor and Middle Age Romance (6)
The exploding sphere became ashes like petals and scattered.
“It’s all cool!”
“Blanquer Mannani ended up like that.”
“If your Majesty had dealt with him, you would not have saved him.”
“Your Majesty is truly a strong person. Literally, the Little Sun of the Empire.”
The chatter of the nobles giving a standing ovation was clearly audible.
Some of the healing priests rushed towards the Duchess of Blanquer.
Sir Elizabeth was approaching Prince Sedric with her sword stuck on the floor.
The prince was fine, but it seemed like he had to check his status just in case he didn’t know.
Canael and Benjamin quickly packed their bags, and Kristel left first to help the healing priests.
It seemed to be prepared in case clean water was needed.
The audience fluttered their fans and sang one by one.
“You two should go down first.”
I said to Benjamin and Canael.
Seeing the two nod and leave the tiered seats, I turned around.
Sir Johann Haynes stood quietly by my side as if he had never been there.
“Lord Beljar.”
“’It was a heartbreaking duel, like a glass of ade with pomegranate jam and lemon slices.’ There were a lot of articles. What happened today seemed to pay off a month’s worth.”
The old man in the back seat covered the notebook with a ‘tak’ sound and smiled.
He seemed to have figured out the drink I was drinking.
I smiled bitterly and reached out to the editor of Biweekly Lister.
She gave a small admiration and gladly accepted my escort.
The hem of the jade dress began to move.
Sir Haynes also followed silently.
“How about your grandson?”
I asked carefully.
According to the story he heard at the Imperial Palace at the time of the ceremony, Lord Beliard had a young grandson who collapsed unconscious and could not open his eyes.
Her green eyes widened slightly as she looked at me. It was a look of surprise.
“I didn’t know you would be interested in that.”
“Because I couldn’t ask you in the last interview.”
She gave me a strange look at my answer. Her wrinkled lips seemed to choose her words carefully.
“It is the same as usual. But the royal priests are here to take care of them…”
His voice became low and the conversation did not continue.
Without further ado, I also walked down the stairs with her.
The hall was very noisy with the servants who rushed to escort the owner, and the attendants who took care of the fainted nobleman, who were talking about a duel.
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Observing me, I could feel the gossip’s eyes, but I steadfastly ignored it.
When I turned to the place where the duel took place, orange eyes as hard as garnets were looking at me.
good job. As soon as he smiled, he looked away.
“The Crown Prince listened to the prince.”
Sir Beliard put the notebook in his arms and changed the subject. I worked hard on the answer.
“He is a wise man. He knew there was no need for unnecessary murder.”
“I do not know. Looking at the little duke’s attitude, it was not strange that he died today. I knew that I was a fool, but I didn’t know that I would be so ignorant in front of the royal family. It seems that the rumors that he is the prince in the territory are true.”
She quickly regained her normal voice and spoke harshly.
A short staircase was coming to an end.
“This article is going to try to use the route alternatively. Our magazine space is limited. One will be something that will be noticed by His Majesty the Crown Prince, and the other will be something that Prince Jesse will notice.”
“·················ogue.”
“Which one do you like better for the prince?”
The old man raised an eyebrow and looked at me.
The little glasses on the bridge of her nose signaled that she was still in ‘reporter mode’.
I didn’t mean to convince her or beat her in the first place, so I just smiled face to face.
Even if I had to convince her to write an article in my favor, it would be a deal, not a one-sided favor.
I didn’t want to start such a tricky relationship with a journalist.
“I want to get away from you, but… It’s up to Lord Beliard to decide. As a subscriber, I have to wait.”
I stood on the ground and waited for her to come down the last step.
Lord Beliard looked at me round and round.
It seems like the little guy has a lot of fun.
“Then, please be careful. I hope the grandchildren get well.”
“thank you. May the prince be blessed too.”
Immediately, Beliard’s attendant came and greeted her.
The two greeted each other politely and walked away.
Me and Sir Haynes then quickly moved to the scene.
“Prince, are you okay?”
The guy didn’t react like it was normal.
He had a handsome face and the back of his hand was smooth with no scratches. Yeah, who do I care about?
The courage that had been on my shoulder all along flew to his shoulder and sat down.
“Isn’t Prince Jesse seriously injured?”
“Yes, I am fine. There was also a barrier.”
I immediately answered Sir Elizabeth’s question.
Canael didn’t go first in the wagon, but stood beside her, and now she sees a lighter face than before the duel began.
Count So was comforting the very startled boy himself.
“The state of the peacock is,”
“You bastard, you’d rather live today regretting that you’re going to die.”
Without opening my mouth, I gasped and swallowed my breath.
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Our protagonist was sitting next to the Duchess of Blanquere, cared for by healing priests, whispering 8-beat blackmail.
It seemed that Hani went out to slow it down, not to help with the healing.
Even the hand pointing with the opera glass was very poor.
The prince was openly acquiescing, so no one could step forward and stop Kristel.
Moreover, she was the only daughter of the Duke of Sarnez, the emperor’s general.
The bloody little peacock lying on the dirt floor moaned and opened his mouth.
“Uhhh. Sarnez, Princess…”
“Are you sick? I’m sick too. Seeing someone like you makes my bones hurt from worrying about the country. A bastard who doesn’t even have blood on his head learns how to put it on and put it on and off. Because of you, Sir Elizabeth, Yerang almost passed out.”
Yerang?
“Princess Sarnez, that’s enough.”
I put my hand lightly on her arm.
At that moment, Kristel raised her head and smiled brightly when she saw me.
“Oh, the prince is here! I was just saying hello to the little duke so that you could come to your house.”
It’s not yours, it’s the momentum to see you off to the afterlife…
“Let’s go by carriage. If it stays longer, it will be a teatime snack for nobles and even a side dish for dinner.”
“all right.”
She gently got up.
When the prince also showed signs of leaving, the healing priests rushed up to greet them.
Then, my eyes met with a priest, it was definitely a coincidence.
“·················ogue.”
“·················ogue.”
Curly fiery red hair fluttered beneath the robe.
The eyes staring at me with resentment were bright sepia.
I was momentarily bewildered by the intense emotions the woman was showing, and could not continue to speak.
It was only after missing a beat or two that I could remember who she was.
“Princess Blanquere. Please enter carefully.”
“See you again, Prince Jesse.”
It was Eva Blanquer, the younger brother who tied the scarf to the peacock’s hilt.
She was a beauty that anyone could see, but her eyes on me were so cruel that no words could describe it.
I thought it would be very upsetting for my brother to be like this.
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Of course, in my view, it is a benefit for the self-employed, but as a family, I would not be able to accept this kind of situation as a good thing.
. . . . . . to see you again is not an ambiguous expression, is it?
“then.”
I bowed once to the peacock bleeding all over his body, and then turned away.
I didn’t feel any pity for the person who threw the sword at me, but I prayed for his recovery because it was not the case that the futures of Kristel and the prince were twisted because of him.
Suddenly, the prince was walking ahead with his servant David.
Christel, Canael, Sir Elizabeth and Sir Haines accompanied me.
“Are you in a relationship?”
huh?
I paused for a moment.
When I turned around as if a strange question had come to me, Eva turned her head away from me without any regrets.
She leaned back again and began to look at her brother. did i hear it wrong
“The peacock’s right hand will never feel numb for the rest of his life. It is said that the holy fire burns the nerves, and even with healing power, it cannot be regenerated.”
Christel explained in a very satisfied voice.
While we headed to the carriage, the nobles stood in front of the prince, bowed down once in a while and withdrew.
I didn’t know that Hye-gum could cover people like that.
When I tied the handkerchief to the hilt, I was docile, almost like an ego sword.
“It is said that all the blades embedded in the body are burnt, so scars and burns will remain. If you’re unlucky, you might be limping.”
“You are very happy, Princess.”
“Are you tired? Am I smiling right now?”
“Yeah, you look like the happiest person in the world.”
Kristel laughed out loud at my words.
It was as if there was a slight sympathy in the eyes looking at the prince’s back.
At some point, Sir Elizabeth, who arrived in front of the two carriages we were riding in, kissed Canael’s temple and opened the door.
You two are really close.
“Huh!”
Canael looked into the carriage and took a step back in surprise.
Even Elizabeth, who looked inside at the boy’s reaction, looked astonished.
I quickly made fun of my feet, wondering what was going on.
“Why are you doing this, Sir Beliard?!”
His body moved before his head, and he took a step back.
The prince, who was about to pass us by, also stopped.
Sir Sarah Beliard, whom I had just separated from, was disembarking from the carriage at the Juliet Palace.
“Why is the wonder coming out of there…….”
“Fufufufu, it’s a middle-aged romance. Now let’s really go back. Your Majesty, Prince.”
With her white hair waving, the old woman elegantly bowed and the gun disappeared.
I paused for a moment and looked at her back.
His attitude and movements were so natural that not one of the many nobles looked at him suspiciously.
No, what did you do in the imperial carriage? Aren’t you supposed to catch him?
As I was thinking about it, Canael looked inside while holding the wagon door tight and said:
“What did you talk to Beliare?”
who?
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“A really great event. Since you have an outsider on the imperial carriage, you have to tell them everything!”
– Beep beep!
Kristel, who was sitting to my right, glared at me.
The courage on her lap made a loud noise in sync.
Benjamin on the other side of the seat, with Sir Elizabeth on the left and Canael on the right, smiled as if in trouble.
In his hand was a colorful, pretty envelope that I had seen a few days ago.
Wow, ‘middle-aged romance’ is really…
“I wouldn’t need to be here.”
“Prince, I think so too, but I think it will be too difficult for you to leave now.”
The prince to my left, with his arm on the window sill, burst out in discontent.
It was cramped with six people in a four-person carriage, and the prince was tall and had long legs, so it would have been more inconvenient.
However, it was difficult for people who sat by the window to get in and out.
The prince had a lot of heat, and Kristel had a cool body, and I, too, was in the middle of a temperature conflict.
About 2 minutes ago.
Kristel and Sir Elisabeth came out with the expression that they asked for a huge rice cake, and kidnapped Canael and the prince and put them in the wagon in question.
When I woke up, I was in the same situation now.
A middle-aged man was seated in the middle, and in a pressure formation surrounded by five people and one horse, the carriage was in place serving as an interrogation room.
Looking out the window, David and Sir Haines stood with their bewildered faces.
“If it’s something like that with Lord Veljar, we won’t ask any further questions about that…”
“Princess Sarnez, that’s not it.”
Benjamin spoke softly.
The face, which had always been kind, took on a difficult light, and then it loosened up again as if he had given up.
He slowly handed me the envelope he was holding.
“Benjamin?”
“Open it, Prince.”
he said proudly. I swallowed dry saliva.
I thought it was okay to rip it open, and I was told to open it myself, but the objection that it would be okay collided in my head.
But if he held it like this, it seemed that a lightsaber would come out of Kristel’s dazzling eyes.
I squeezed my fingertips one more time, then calmly pulled out the contents.
Soon, neatly printed letters appeared.
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