Episode 64
Translator : Miss Editor : Aru
I’m thinking about it now, but I think I have a talent for horseback riding skills. When I was young, I didn’t know that I was a promising horseback rider.
I stared at Irene thinking like that.
I could see Irene, whose course was suddenly blocked, hesitated in her place. in the front, Sir Davery in the back. She’s already surrounded.
I opened my mouth calmly.
“What the hell are you doing here, Irene?”
I was going to call her Lady Isaac, but I changed my mind and called her by her na in a friendly manner. Irene, who was looking at with her little body fixed up, was already like a powerless little animal. I didn’t want to make her cringe more by giving her a feeling of anger or bla.
‘Scolding? Irene’s parents will do that later.’
I just needed to get Irene out of here safely.
Khm khm, I smother my voice.
“You know it’d be dangerous if you did that here and kept walking around, right? What if you t the boar first, not ?”
“I think she’ll lose even if she fights the roe deer, let alone the boar.”
“I’m not going to say anything for a long ti here. Co out with first.”
“…….”
“Irene.”
I’m like a high school or middle school teacher who soothes a runaway student. It was then.
“…… Princess? What are you doing there?”
I put a hat on Irene’s head that I had prepared to the voice of a man who was not far away and looked back.
A young man on horseback, believed to be a participant in a hunting competition, was approaching.
I opened my mouth, looking at a strange face approaching with a curious air.
“I’m sorry but, who are you?”
“I’m Zigman from Baron Raom.”
“Ah, Sir Raom.”
“You’re Princess Lydia Widgreen, aren’t you? Why are you at the hunting ground?”
Zigman’s gaze passed past and turned to Irene, but ca back to in no ti. Wearing a hat and covering her face, Irene looked like a boy, perhaps because of her attire.
He seed to think that Irene was either a public servant or the hunting competition servant.
“Well, that’s…”
The problem is . Trying not to expose the agitation and looking for an excuse, then Sir Davery stepped up.
“I’m Davery Sack of the Widgreen family.”
“Sir Sack, I think I’ve heard of your na before.”
“It’s an honour for you to recognize that na. Do you know where his excellency is in this forest?”
“His Excellency, do you the Duke of Widgreen? Why?”
“The reason our lady visited the hunting ground was that she had sothing to say to his excellency… .”
Good job, Sir Davery.
I felt it before, but a lie that doesn’t even blink to make was very classy. I was quick to respond.
“That’s right.”
“No, I an what do you need to say that you’re going to risk your own in such a dangerous place……”
“That’s hard to say.”
Then Sir Davery looked really troubled.
“I’m sorry, but it’s a very personal, private, but important story.”
“…….”
“As soon as my lady knew the news, she wiped away her tears that she had to deliver right away.”
‘What? Again?’
“Oh, no. You don’t need to apologize to for such a thing, instead, I should be the one who apologized.”
Zigman then continued, scratching his back head.
“His Excellency is probably at the innermost part of the forest. He’ll be targeting the most ferocious beast in the hunting ground with His Highness The Crown Prince.”
“I see.”
“But it would be dangerous to get there, too……..”
I tried to answer that it was okay since I was with Sir Davery anyway, and more than that, I won’t go that far.
At that mont, Zigman suddenly changed his expression as if he had a good idea.
“Oh, that’s right. Princess, please wait here for a mont.”
“….…?”
“I’ll just go inside and call His Excellency.”
“What?”
What? Wait a minute.
“No, you don’t have to….”
“Don’t worry, just trust . Giddy up!”
“Sir Raom!”
Zigman Raom, who has a blurry impression that seems to co out only now, was more quick-tempered than he seed. He didn’t even listen to my answer – how co he ran alone and disappeared like that in an instant. The voice calling him belatedly could not keep up with the speed of his running horse.
“……”
I looked back at Sir Davery after a mont of silence in an unexpected situation.
“What are you going to do, sir?”
“Is it my fault, my lady?”
“Um…”
“If you give your horse, I’ll try to follow him.”
“That’s okay, no need for that. Who knows which direction was he going to go, and who’s going to protect us without you?”
As I ntioned earlier, even a wild boar, both I and Irene will suffer after 1-2 strokes. Sir Davery knows that, so I’m sure he just said it.
I shrugged my shoulders with a feathery sigh half-mixed with resignation.
“I can’t help it. Let’s get out of here before that kind and behavioural Sir Raom really brings out Ash to here.”
What should I say to Ash later? I wonder if I can get over him.
I decided to think about what I couldn’t do right away and looked at Irene again.
“Would you like to ride a horse? I’m going out of the forest right now.”
“…….”
“If you want to walk, it doesn’t matter, and, of course, you can’t stay here. I’m telling you, staying here is not an option.”
Irene raised her head for a long ti. Until the brown eyes that had been covered by the hat were revealed. Round eyes with light double eyelids stared at .
“I….”
“……?”
“Are you trying to hide ?”
Irene raised her hand and touched the hat I had put on her. The hat, which was hurriedly obtained by the user, was dark brown, close to black. Thanks to it, the hat had a strange contrast with Irene’s white hands, which made her feel blue at first glance.
I glanced at the ensemble of tiny hands and hats for a mont, then nodded.
“If I knew your intention to enter the hunting ground, I wouldn’t have co to catch you till here myself.”
“…….”
“Tard on horse, that would be better, too.”
It would be a pain if Zigman showed up with Ash. We’ll have to rush out before that happens.
“And just in case, don’t take off your hat until we’re completely out of here.”
“…… you don’t ask?”
I made eye contact with Irene.
Irene seed to take it silently without avoiding my gaze for a mont but soon lowered her head.
“What?”
“…you saw coming in here, and you knew it was , and you followed in? Because you saw the wig in the market at that ti.”
“Yes.”
“You don’t ask why? Why did I go into the hunting ground so recklessly, wearing a wig and clothes like this?
‘So you were aware of your actions now.’
Well, she saw and ran away in surprise like a guilty criminal.
“Are you going to tell if I asked?”
“…..”
“Okay, then I’ll ask. Why did you do that? Now that I see it, it doesn’t seem like you weren’t aware that you act like this is dangerous.”
Irene hesitated. But the fact that I brought up this topic first is that she was willing to talk about it. Her hesitation wasn’t very long.
“To attract attention…..”
“Attention?”
“I wanted to draw His Excellency attention.”
“What?”
It was obvious without further hearing who ‘His Excellency’ she ntioned here was.
My voice rose unknowingly in embarrassnt.
“Oh, Princess wouldn’t understand. My heart and my feelings.”
Irene clasped her trousers with both hands. The cloth, which seed to be new, wrinkled badly.
“Well, that’s right. I tried to hide in the hunting ground on purpose. The wig was also sneaked out of the market that day for this purpose, and I got this man’s clothes with money.”
“… why did you think it would be a way to get Ash’s attention to hide in the hunting ground dressed like a man’s disguise?”
This was not a question, but pure curiosity.
Irene’s hands were tightened. Her head fell further down.
“……. at first it was a joke at the eting.”
‘eting?’
“You know, usually in romance novels, isn’t there always a story about a female protagonist hiding in a hunting ground and a male lead rescuing her?”
“Wait a minute.”
I needed ti to interpret what I just heard. I put my conclusion to my mouth after a brief accident.
“So right now you copied those romance novels?”
It was as if I could hear the sound of Irene’s face burning red, hidden under her hat. Her exposed ears are red-cooked.
I didn’t say anything, but Irene stamred on her own.
“Well, I know. That I’m stupid. I know it’s just a novel, and I know I shouldn’t expect it in reality, and my actions were futile and stupid.”
‘Then why.’
“But I couldn’t help it.”
It’s managed to go on and on.
The voice trembled like a soft leaf in the wind.
A slender voice that continued uninterruptedly trembled like a soft leaf in the wind.
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