82 Fear of reincarnated princess.

Don, a loud sound sounds from above.

In a shock that I do not know how many times, I pressed my heart without getting used to it and exhaled.

All right. Klaus will protect you.

The sailors are fighting, and Wolf says he will help Klaus.

I have to believe and do what I can.

Speak to yourself and point your gaze at the person lying in front of you.

Dr. Kurt's treatment for the fracture is over. However, it is as simple as wrapping a cloth around the sheath instead of the splint, applying it to the affected area and fixing it.

There was no noticeable trauma other than a broken arm and a beating, but I was afraid to move it, so I laid it on the floor. Instead of a pillow, a cloth was folded under the head.

Mr. Kurt's expression looks painful.

Deep wrinkles are inscribed in the eyebrows, the cheeks are red, and the forehead is faintly sweaty. Probably because of bruising and broken bones, the fever has begun to appear.

"..."

Kurt screams a little. Sweat fell from his forehead, shaking his head with a painful face.

Remove the bangs with your fingers and wipe the forehead and cheeks with a cloth.

Abrasions and bruises here and there are painful.

I want to drop blood and mud with a wet cloth, but I can't do it until Bianca, who is going to get water in the kitchen, returns.

Gently wipe the mud on your cheeks with your forefinger.

Then Kurt's tightly closed eyelids tremble and show signs of awakening.

"Kurt?"

Eyes open slightly to respond to the call. I can't feel the will in the dim eyes. But a few seconds later, his eyes moved slowly, looking for something.

Your right finger follows the sheet. I noticed my fingertips to explore and took my hand involuntarily. If you gently squeeze with both hands, you will be gripped back with weak force.

"Mr. Kurt"

I called my name again.

The eyes move depending on the position of the voice. Looking into him, Kurt's eyes reflected me. The lips move when peeled. But just because he was awake, it didn't sound.

If you have any requests, we want to grant them.

I can do very little now, but still.

"Please, Say it once more"

Listen back to the words that you could not hear.

But Kurt doesn't try to open his mouth. I just look in my direction with my eyes floating and unfocused.

The right hand is lifted with a gentle motion and somehow stretches out to my cheek.

My finger gently stroked my cheeks, which was confusing for no reason. Sensitive power adjustment to make sure that it is really there. Maybe it just doesn't work.

I can't help shaking it off, but I still want to keep it. He smiled softly and softly, staring at me wondering what to do.

"... looking ... we were here"

"e?"

The little mutter was drowned out by the hustle and bustle.

But before repeating, Kurt closes his eyes again. His hand following his cheek was released, and he began to hear his breath.

What did you say?

But as far as I can tell, I don't think it was painful or painful.

Exhale one sigh, pull the sheets from the bed, and hang them on Kurt.

"Mary, wait!"

"! @ Bianca"

Bianca, jumping into the room, notices Kurt sleeping and shuts her mouth in a hurry. I got up and received the tub she had.

"Sorry for the noise"

"No. I'm glad I came back safely."

"Okay, it looks like the enemy hasn't come down on the boat yet ... but just."

"?"

While continuing to talk with the hidden voice, Bianca told me something unusual and crisp. Look away from me.

At that time, I was worried about whether something had happened, and tried to ask.

The door opens behind Bianca.

Bianca took control of me, who was ready immediately.

"Excuse me!"

"I'm sorry, Marie!"

"Mia-san?"

Mia came in like an avalanche. He was a samurai servant and Miss Flora.

"Hey, injured person is sleeping. Please be quiet."

Mia apologizes to Bianca, who is angry with a small voice. The serviceman bowed to me and passed by. He gently lowers Miss Flora to the bed at the back.

Miss Flora has a blue face and is trembling. His knees seemed much smaller than usual.

“I was hiding in the corner of the kitchen. I ’m sorry.

"I'm sorry. I was looking for something in the kitchen that could be a weapon or armor, but after being taken out of the way ..."

The elder servant dropped his head when he wasn't so serious.

"Who's the escort?"

Sure, there must have been her exclusive escort.

In order to answer my question, the servant opened his mouth, but shouted loudly to interrupt his words.

"I'm up! I'm leaving and fighting on!"

"Flora, please be quiet"

Mr. Flora was terrified and terrified a while ago, but now her anger may have outweighed her fears. She doesn't listen to Mia's restraint and she regrets her tears.

"It's my escort ...! It's impossible to get away from me at such an important time! I'll tell my father when I return!"

"Flora"

"What !?"

Standing by her side, she looks over me with tears.

"be quiet"

"Why are you?"

"The more you make a fuss, the more noticeable it may draw your enemies."

"Well,"

Convince plainly. Miss Flora tried to bite, but heard my words and swallowed what she wanted to say.

If you look at your expression, you know that you're not convinced.

"Because this is strange ..."

Miss Flora in a small voice. Drops accumulated on the edge of her eyes that fall down fall according to gravity.

Are those tears a dissatisfaction with the escort that you do not want? Or are you frustrated by the current crisis of life?

Maybe both.

I couldn't think of a word to comfort Miss Flora, shedding her tears.

Because I can't swallow myself. Resentment for an unreasonable situation.

Emotions do not catch up, even if you know that pirates are such.

Why, take away. Why hurt? My heart shouts what we did. I couldn't have calmed anyone.

Awkward silence falls in the room.

But right after that. There was a loud noise breaking through silence.

"!"

The room door opens roughly.

Bianca was the first to respond. She covers me behind and pulls the knife out of the sheath.

But what appeared was a sailor, not an enemy.

"She ... bad, are the young women hiding? I'm going to another place."

The sailor who left his body on the wall says so and smiles.

However, his face was distorted in pain, and blood was dripping from the gap between the fingers of his left hand holding his arm. The falling blood was forming a red puddle on the floor.

"I'm injured!"

Bianca stops the sailor who is about to leave.

"It's okay.

"There you are!"

Bianca tells her frustratedly while hiding her voice.

Bianca, pushing his back into the room, looks at me. I responded by nodding to my gaze and pulled out an unused piece of cloth from my baggage.

"I'll treat you, sit down."

"Um, Miss?"

Look at the confused sailor's arm. The affected area is the right forearm. The blood that sees and sees overflows from the sharply cut wound. It may have damaged the artery. Stop bleeding as soon as possible.

My strangely cool self was a mystery.

Perhaps it was blown out at Kurt's time. Thanks to Wolf for the blast. But now I have to concentrate on treatment.

Apply a hemostat to the wound and press with a cloth over it. The cloth quickly turned red. Add another cloth from above.

"Bianca, can you hold me down?"

"I understand."

Looking up, Bianca starts moving faster than she nods. While holding the cloth, quickly pull in the sheets instead of bandages.

"Because it will be wound stronger, it may hurt."

"Oh huh?"

"Hey, hey! What are you doing, you guys!"

I was embarrassed by Miss Flora, who was stunned when she was wrapping her bandage.

However, I can't afford to be there, so I'll kill him silently.

`` If the man was, pirates might come here too! ''

"Flora, be quiet"

`` Noisy, noisy, noisy!

"Please forgive me!"

It was Mia who closed the mouth of Miss Flora with her palms.

Any care is not required here. She looked at me confused and said so.

In order to avoid wasting Mia's cooperation, put emphasis on bandaging hands. We tied it so that it could not be easily unraveled.

"Lift your arms above your heart ... yes, that's about it.

"It's okay .... jochan"

"Yes?"

"You are amazing"

I was bleeding with a wet towel and raised my face to the sailor's words. His complexion was far from good, but his eyes were sparkling.

"I have a small body and a beautiful face like a doll. It's more frustrating than a big man, and it's already a foul."

"Well, uh ...?"

Is it praised?

The sailor is laughing, with no wind offended me. From his face, it doesn't seem bad.

"... I don't have any courage."

I say myself, fishing.

I'm just being protected and spoiled. He is finally standing here, hitting his back tightly.

Such a full stretch is scary because it is likely to collapse even with a slight impact.

"Tell me, Mia!"

Bread and dry sound resound.

Miss Flora, who forcibly stripped Mia's hand, knocked Mia's hand down again.

"Who do you think I am !? I'm too rude !!"

"I'm sorry, but please be quiet."

"... That rude person!"

Looking at Mia returning calmly, Flora's face turns red in anger.

What should I do. I want her to be quiet, but now she lacks calmness, she will only lubricate the fire.

When I turned my gaze to the side, Bianca and my eyes met.

Drop it? And she mutter silently and make a gesture of hitting a sword. It's noisy, but it's also unpleasant to keep making noise.

"Everyone and he are all about the child ......... !! Nobody listens to me .... !!"

I was wondering what to do, and pointed and curled my eyes.

I was suddenly talked about and I couldn't hide the puzzle.

"Flora ..."

"Don't touch me !!"

Miss Flora, who spills big tears, shook his hand.

Get up and aim for the doorway.

"Hey, where are you going !?"

"You say you don't touch me !!"

Bianca's restraint is shaken off, and the door is opened.

I can't just stand on the sidelines. I was in a hurry and grabbed her arm.

"No, go back!"

"Don't order me !!"

Ms. Flora doesn't ask if she knows that outside is dangerous, but she has blood on her head. I went out into the hallway with her to be dragged.

The hustle and bustle that was separated by one wall echoes realistically.

I raised my face and found a big shadow behind the stairs, stunning. The first thing I saw was my feet running down, then my wet saber in my right hand.

The brain tells you that you need to hide early, but your body does not move well.

When I pulled my hand, Miss Flora, who was not aware behind, shook my hand frustrated.

"It hurts! How long have you been grabbing!"

The man who responds to her voice raises his face.

The eyes of a beast that glowed brilliantly, and the goose bumps stood.

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