My Villains Episode 345
59. In the middle of the night, not a highland (5), I
didn’t even have enough redheads Shea ca to suddenly and urged on with her eyes sparkling seriously.
“Don’t you have ti, sir? I heard they’re going out tomorrow morning…
“Shea, wait a minute. You want to see the prince who suddenly appears? What are you
talking about?”
“I told you I had sothing to tell you.”
“So what is it?”
“That’s…
He pursed his lips for a mont, then shook his head with a firm expression.
“No. I can only tell the three princes.”
“…it’s frustrating. The prince isn’t a street vendor, is he soone you can et if he suddenly cos and asks to et you?”
“I know that I can’t do that, so I’m asking you. Since you are his knight, you can let him et you.”
“Yes, it might be possible.”
“Then…
“But if you don’t tell anything and just ask to et you, what will I say to the prince’s escorts? ‘This is my subordinate and he wants to see the prince. But the business is a secret’ Are you asking to say sothing stupid like this?”
“……Uh”
“If I have to tell Prince Jeong directly, when I go to war tomorrow morning”
“That’s not possible. It’s sothing that other people shouldn’t know about…
“…then what should I do?”
Shea repeated her words like a parrot, asking to be allowed to et the prince. I’ll keep it a secret, so I tried to convince him to tell first, but it didn’t work at all.
damn. What are you doing? I’m dying of cold.
“Nix.”
While I was grumbling inside, Atalanta quietly ca out of the tent and put a Gambison on my shoulder.
“Ah thank you.”
“What if I go out dressed like that in the middle of the winter night?”
“Ha why? Are you afraid you might catch a cold?”
“Anshiuamatte. Believe in being young and then you will get a serious nose injury.”
…well. Apart from being young, I can’t imagine this ignorantly strong body gnawing at sothing like a cold.
“You-”
“Hello?”
“Uh…
Shea’s eyes widened as she looked at the greeting Atalanta, the tent she ca out of, and . Then, as if imagining sothing, his face was dyed red.
“…Uh, that’s why I’m in the way. That kind of thing on purpose.”
“It’s okay. I was just about to wake up. Or rather, should I say thank you?”
“yes yes?”
“Thanks to you, I held back what I wanted to do again. If I had done it one more ti, I might not have been able to return to my feet.”
“……yes?”
“Hey stop.”
She stopped Atalanta’s prank belatedly, but Shea’s face was already stained red as if it would burst at any mont. Although she is a commoner, she has been in a monastery for a long ti, so she is not good at jokes like this.
“uh.”
Wait… Monastery?
“…Shea you. Didn’t you say you lived in a monastery in the capital?”
“yes’?”
Shea, who shrugged at my sudden question, took a deep breath and nodded as if to calm down.
“That’s right.”
Aside from Shea, there were only two people I knew related to the royal capital’s monastery.
First, Princess Theodora.
She ran away from the Strom duke’s political struggle more than ten years ago and ca over to the kingdom of Milanol. And Lionel III imprisoned her in the monastery of the royal capital.
Theodora, who lived as a nun like that, ran away from the monastery about five years ago and suddenly beca a paladin of the Calandari Order.
If you look at the ti, you wouldn’t have t or had any relationship with Shea, who had entered the monastery around that ti.
second if so.
“You must be Princess Yuril.”
“…I don’t know what you an.”
“Yuri Lioneldottir of Zeo Re. Prince Ulkar’s sister.”
A nun with bright blue eyes who appeared with a silver glow at the end of the dream left by Saint Abel.
I recalled that face and asked the question again.
“You were in the sa monastery as Princess Yuril, right?”
“It is not.”
“……no?”
“Because the place where I stayed is the Monastery of St. Adeion and the princess is at the Convent of St. Thomas Macia.”
“…wasn’t there just one monastery?”
“yes. There are two more places besides St. Adeion and St. Thomas.” Shea, who was hesitant, added a word to as I glanced under my nose to hide my embarrassnt.
“We were still friends.”
“…friend? You and Princess Yuril?”
“yes. We were attached to the convent there by a wall, so we had so exchanges, and we spent several days together when a big event was held at the Cathedral of Matthias Riot.”
While talking about a story that doesn’t seem particularly unusual, she looked around the extension.
“When I first entered the monastery and couldn’t adapt, I received help from the princess… Anyway, that’s how it is.”
“So you want to see the prince because you want to convey the words of Princess Yuril?”
Shea was silent again, but that was enough.
“I have to go see the prince, but what about you?”
Atalanta pondered my question for a mont before shrugging her shoulders.
“I’m a little curious, but I’d rather not know. There will be nothing to be gained if the foreign people find out about the royal family.”
She naturally reached out and pulled my neck. And it was to match the lips and weave the tongue.
“Ugh, I see a child-”
“Where is the child here?”
” hey.”
“Then see you tomorrow, walasim.”
No matter what I said or not, Atalanta smiled and tapped the tip of her nose before turning around and leaving.
Looking back at Shea, who was sohow holding her breath, I scratched my eyebrows.
“It’s not like it’s a secret that shouldn’t be revealed… but there’s no need to talk about it, right?”
“Yes, yes.”
The rabbit-eyed girl pursed her lips and quickly nodded.
When I went to Ulkar, he happened to be talking with his aides after a conversation with Count Os.
Shea wanted to be alone with the prince, but the escorts wouldn’t allow it, so I took her into Ulkar’s tent.
Inside the tent were six or seven of the prince’s entourage.
The tent had been given to by a baron of Antrum, and it was of fairly good quality, and seed about twice as big as mine. Even so, it was difficult to breathe as ten n were crowded around.
“…Sir Gisella, do you really need to go this far?”
“Of course, Your Highness.”
Ulkar’s escort was Sir Gisela, the ‘New Hawk Knight’.
It was not like she received a separate official title, but because she was so concerned about the prince’s escort, it seed like a case where the position was recognized implicitly.
“It’s a field without a fence, let alone a wall. There are not one or two people seeking your life, so you need to be more careful.”
“is it. There are so many enemies, so this is inconvenient.”
At Ulkar’s murmur mixed with a sigh, Sir Gisela stuttered with a bewildered look.
“But- even though there are many enemies, there are many more who want to follow Your Highness, and the knights are loyally guarding it, so please” “
Haha, I didn’t an that. After all, I have Kyung by my side, so I wonder if I’m afraid of assassins.”
Sir Gisela kept her mouth shut.
The knight’s face turned red when the prince selflessly said that a stone thrown inadvertently would kill a frog.
Seeing this, Lord Ankir burst into laughter.
“This is what it looks like when the fire is too strong! Why don’t you go out and get so cold air?”
Instead of Sir Gisela, who only glanced at her sharply, unable to open her mouth, Sir Filter, who had put his helt on his knee, spoke with an expressionless face.
“Be quiet sir. You’re still breathing all by yourself here, but if you open your mouth, we won’t be able to breathe.”
“what? What do you an?”
“O” S.
When Ankir looked back at himself, Hilter narrowed his brows slightly and pinched his nose.
“Damn, are you going to pretend to be tidy by yourself?”
“It is about sticking to the basics. It is disloyal as a knight to give off such a stench from Your Highness’s safety.”
“Disloyalty? Unreasonable?”
The ‘giant’ Lord Ankir stood up vigorously and smashed the top of his head into a pillar extending diagonally from the top of the tent.
“Uh uh uh!”
“Hold it there!”
As the tent tilted in the aftermath, the friendly soldiers, including Randel and Andros, who were standing behind the knights, were startled and grabbed hold of the pole that was about to fall.
“Oh dear.”
“As expected Lord Ankir. He is of no use to anyone except when fighting. If possible, please leave the eting on your own.” “I can’t keep that snout shut!”
“Shut up your stinky mouth first.”
…Those childish n are famous knights in the kingdom. I can’t believe it.
“haha.”
Even when he saw the three blushing knights and the soldiers struggling to set up a tent, Ulkar just smiled warmly.
okay. The prince is fine, what can I say?
After the situation had cald down, Ulkar asked a question.
“Did you say you had sothing to say?”
“yes. It’s not , but here, Shea, my subordinate, has sothing to say to Your Highness.”
“What do you an, this
late at night… Seeing the prince staring at you, Shea gulped and opened her mouth.
“Princess Yuril asked for a favor. Please tell .”
“Yuril?”
“The princess?”
When the unexpected na popped up, the prince as well as the knights and friendly soldiers showed a surprised and welco look. Of course, so of them gave suspicious glances, but for now, they seed to be silent.
When Shea revealed that she was from St. Adeion Monastery and had a special relationship with Yuril, and that she had a ssage from the princess, Ulkar imdiately put on a puzzled expression.
“…I don’t understand. Yuril and I exchange letters three tis a year. If you have sothing to say, you can write it in a letter, so why bother sending soone?”
“Because it is a story that cannot be written in a letter.”
“A story you can’t write in a letter?”
“The princess said that letters sent and received with Her Highness are not safe. Not only the director of the St. Thomas Convent, but also the head of the guards and Crown Prince Zacharis were checking the letter… When
Zachary, the king’s eldest son and heir, was ntioned, the warm air inside the tent froze in an instant.
Zacharys considered his half-brother Ulkar an enemy and plotted against him many tis. It was natural for Ulkar’s n to be wary.
“…So what is it about?”
Ulkar asked with a hard expression on the table, his fists clenched, and Shea took a deep breath and opened her mouth.
“Soone is trying to kill Princess Yuril. How many assassination attempts have been made so far”
“Wait.”
Pausing the shocking story, Ulkar looked back into the tent.
“Everyone please leave.”
” majesty.”
“hurry.”
Sir Gisela opened her mouth, but bowed her head at the prince’s sunken gaze and withdrew.
Ankir, Filter, and the friendly soldiers also left the tent without a word.
I also noticed for a mont, and the mont I was about to follow them, I heard the prince’s voice.
“Sir Phoenix. you stay.”
…Hey, why am I?
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