CH 45

TL/N: Everything is from Estiya’s POV by default unless stated otherwise.

“Kueghhhhhh. Sa, sa please save me.”

Blanche was lifted up by Rodrigo’s hand, holding his neck. Rodrigo raised his red lips and smiled.

“Do you want to live?”

Twisted informal speech flowed out of the lips, which had always been gracefully speaking formally. I stood from a distance and watched it. He wasn’t like that.

“Lord Blanche, I must say it was wonderful that you drove me this far. Even His Majesty the Emperor couldn’t have been so annoying.”

He brushed away the flowing hair. The blood from his hands was smeared on his face. Rodrigo threw Blanche on the floor with a look that matched the red blood perfectly.

TL/N: Lmao this sounds hot ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

“Kuegh!”

Blanche huddled with a painful scream. He took the bell out of his arms and began to shake it wildly. He’s calling people. I threw the teacup next to me. Towards Blanche’s wrist.

“Ugh!”

Blanche dropped the bell and wrapped it around his wrist. And looking towards me who threw the teacup, his eyes turned into a triangle-like shape. But he didn’t glare at me for long. Rodrigo relentlessly swung his foot towards his face.

“Rodrigo, people are coming. Let’s get out.”

I grabbed Rodrigo’s arm at the sound of footsteps pouring from afar. Rodrigo’s gaze slowly turned to me. His red eyes were filled with madness.

“Rodrigo, calm down. We have work to do.”

We must find out the relationship between Blanche and the mad wizard.

“I think it’s already wrong to find out in a gentlemanly way. So….”

“Is there a way?”

“I’m going to start killing them all.”

Rodrigo pushed me lightly. And he stood in my way. Two mad wizards and many knights appeared before us.

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“It’s too late to stop him, right?”

A small, delicate voice was heard. It was Anheine. I thought it was strange that he came all the way here without being caught, so did he get her help? Is it because of Anheine that he is insane?

“It’s late.”

I had no choice but to affirm what she said. This is because the crazy wizard swung his sharp claws at Rodrigo. The fight began. I entrusted Blanche to Anheine.

“If you run away, you die.”

This was a threat.

“I’m not running away.”

Anheine’s attitude was not the same as her father’s. I tilted my head, but I decided to trust Anheine. In the original story, she is someone who does anything for Rodrigo. It doesn’t seem like her basic setup would have changed just because things had changed.

“You can’t run away, really.”

I asked again and ripped my skirt. Anheine’s eyes widened.

“What are you doing?”

Watching me take off my shoes and throw them away, Anheine raised her voice.

“No matter how Rodrigo is, He’s bound to get tired. When he’s tired, there’s a gap. I have no intention of hurting him.”

After smiling brightly at Anheine, I jumped into the middle of the fight without looking back. It was a spacious room, but it felt cramped as the men entered. Even though they knew it was more dangerous to swing a sword in a narrow place, the knights swung their swords frantically.

You fools.

I clicked my tongue and slapped the knight’s thigh, which was wounded by our sword. Surprised by the sudden attack, the knight twisted his wrist while staggering. The knight dropped his sword.

“Thank you, I’ll use it well.”

He said he was from a rich family, and the knight’s sword was also excellent. This was good enough to use until the end of this fight. I fixed my sword. The mad wizard is not my opponent, so I entrusted it to Rodrigo and I started to deal with the knights one by one.

“What are you doing not catching a girl!”

Embarrassed by my appearance, the knights screamed.

“Our target is that man! Hurry up and support!”

A man running past me and running towards Rodrigo shouted.

I think it’s a pretty high position*, so let’s start with you!

TL/N: She’s referring to the guy that ran past and guessing he’s the leader of the group or sth.

I turned to the side and stabbed my sword. It was a move so fast that my blonde hair turned and slapped me in the face. The man hurriedly turned and avoided the precarious situation of receiving the sword in his stomach, but he had to give up his side.

“Ugh!”

With a terrifying scream, he grabbed his side and stepped back.

“Go if you can.”

I smiled brightly and struck the man’s wrist holding his side with a sword. The man rolled and interrupted his comrades, and at the same time, three or four knights tangled up and fell. I burst out laughing. The faces of the entangled knights were a mess. It seems that I was underestimated as a woman.

“Did I not tell you? I’m a Cartina.”

The knights’ faces crumpled up at the words.

“Don’t go easy on me! Don’t cut me some slack just because I’m a girl! It’s Cartina!”

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Even if it was a knight from another country, he would not be clueless about Cartina’s notoriety. Now, I feel at ease thinking that I will attack with all my might. You can’t say you let me off because I’m a woman. I glanced back at the struggling Rodrigo.

Can you face two crazy wizards? Rodrigo hasn’t awakened yet?

My heart started beating fast. It was an unpleasant palpitation, a mixture of anxiety and worry.

I had to finish it quickly and go. If it’s necessary… …You may have to make a choice.

When that time comes, should I save Rodrigo? Stop with the ominous thoughts.

As I looked at the five blades flying toward me, I erased my thoughts.

***

[Rodrigo’s POV]

“Haa, Haa.”

Rodrigo’s vision was blurring. Between them, Estiya was seen wielding a sword. He tightened his eyes to calm himself. While he stumbled for a moment, a wizard with long nails like a beast fired fire magic at Rodrigo.

“You idiot, it’s indoors!”

Rodrigo swore violently and built a wall of ice. The ice wall hit by the fire magic melted in an instant and sprayed white vapor. While his vision was slightly blurred, Rodrigo picked up the sword lying on the floor, lifted it, and loaded his aura. There were many restrictions on using magic indoors, and there was no more mana to use because he had already used it a few times.

‘If you do more than this, you’ll die.’

Rodrigo felt it. He has to fight with his body. Crazy wizards are people too. If Rodrigo was tired, they would be tired too.

‘Two or three times?’

Rodrigo counted his remaining chances. This is because the wizard, who fired the magic, had fainted for a while. Rodrigo hurriedly threw the sword covered with the aura.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh”

“This…”

I didn’t mean to kill you.

As the wizard ran away from the sword, the sword was pierced right into his heart. He slumped to the floor miserably. He changed his fate without leaving a will. The wizard left behind in the death of his comrade quickly turned around.

Instead of mourning or grieving the death of a colleague or resenting the person who killed him, he chose to find a way out.

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It is easy to catch someone who has lost the will to fight. Rodrigo snatched the back of the running mad wizard. The man struggled but soon calmed down.

“I caught everything, but you intercepted the ball like this?*”  (R)

“I helped you.” (E)

Estiya, who had already subdued all the knights, pointed the tip of the sword at the end of the mad wizard’s heart. Thanks to that, the wizard was quiet.

TL/N: Intercepting the ball meaning- Rodrigo did all the legwork of fighting the mad wizard and Estiya made the “final” move.

“Why don’t you take a piece of cloth before he bites his tongue, Rodrigo?”

“This man is not a man to die alone. It would be better to cut off his wrist so that he can’t use magic.”

Rodrigo and Estiya, who were exchanging bloody words with a wizard in between, realized that this was not a conversation suitable for lovers, and laughed bitterly.

***

Did one say crisis is an opportunity? When I was kidnapped, I thought I was going to go back without any results…

I looked at Blanche and the mad wizard kneeling in front of me.

“What’s your name?”

I can’t call you crazy wizard forever.

“It’s Bandula.”

Unlike his grotesque face, his voice was fine. As Rodrigo said, he didn’t look like he was going to die.

“Why did you kidnap me?”

“Because I heard you want to do background checks on us.”

“How did you know that?”

“We have eyes and ears.”

Was there a magic tool in Frans’ room? Rodrigo stood up nervously. He roughly wiped the blood off his body and threw the towel on the floor. Blanche and Bandula flinched.

But they’re funny. I’ve shown you something as scary as Rodrigo, but you’re not picking at me.

It’s because of my pretty face. I felt bad for no reason.

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“Estiya, if you’re not feeling well, you may rest for a while.”

Rodrigo said. He seemed to think I was tired when he saw me frowning.

“No, Rodrigo. Let’s get things done quickly and go back.”

Blanche and Bandula’s faces turned white when I spoke in an emotionless tone.

“I’m sorry, but… Can I say something?”

It was Anheine. She sat comfortably on the sofa, even though her father was kneeling.

What the hell is going on?

I was interested in her family history for a moment, but I soon stopped caring. It doesn’t matter to me what family history she has. If it’s not Rodrigo, I wouldn’t know.

“What’s the punishment my father will get?”

“What did you say?”

Rodrigo asked.

“Deprivation of title, death penalty, or detention, um, or deportation… …What kind of punishment will my father receive from these things?”

Rodrigo was silent for a moment. So did I. Because Anheine’s words sounded like they were begging for punishment.

“Well, I don’t know. We can’t punish him.”

“Why? My father kidnapped you. He even tried to kill you.”

“First of all, we are not from the kingdom, and we are not officially visiting here.”

As Blanche said, we were spies, so I was kidnapped and detained, and that’s it.

“Ha… I shouldn’t…”

Anheine’s face didn’t look good.

“Miss Anheine?”

When I called her, she bowed her head and raised her head. She licked her lips with a very troubled face.

“Then take me with you.”

She held my hand tightly. Rodrigo’s forehead narrowed. Blanche was aloof from his daughter’s betrayal. As if he knew this would happen. Don’t you think it’s happened once or twice?

“Miss Anheine, thank you for telling Rodrigo that I’m here, but……”

“Take me with you if you’re grateful.”

I’ve seen descriptions of a calm personality, but she’s a pretty active person.

“Stop it, Miss Anheine. I don’t know what you have to do with Blanche, but to me and Estiya, you are just Blanche’s daughter.”

“I’m not his daughter! Not a drop of blood mixed!”

Anheine screamed and shouted. Her trembling fingertips turned towards Blanche.

“I’m not his daughter! He just brought me here because he wanted to play with dolls!”

The page that had been erased, has been restored by the word “doll play”.

Blanche pervert sexist.

Ahh, that man… It was irreplaceable garbage. Someone who takes cute and lovely girls, dresses them up, and is vicariously satisfied. And when children become adults…  R19 exhausting and ridiculous storyline… Writer’s trash…

I stopped thinking about more.

“You are my daughter, Anheine. Stop denying it.”

It was very sweet talk. What Blanche said is true. She is his real daughter. In fact, he was a man who couldn’t hold a woman. Then he borrowed the power of magic to hold a woman just once, and then Anheine was born. Come to think of it, it was understandable that he had joined hands with the wizards.

“No, I’m not your daughter!”

Anheine burst into tears.

“Please take me away, please.”

She clung to my arm.

“I can’t do that.”

The answer came from Rodrigo, not me. I almost got goosebumps with the cold way of speaking.

“I’m grateful to you, but we don’t want to have any connection with Blanche.”

Rodrigo’s words had weight. Anheine’s hand, which had been holding me tight, loosened.

“So, what happens to me?”

“Your father doesn’t seem to want to punish you.”

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Blanche has never been angry or shouted since Anheine appeared. Do you mean that you love your child enough to bear her betrayal? Oh, what a tearful love the villain has for his child. He’s as good as my dad.

My heart pounded when I remembered Stephan.

Does my dad know that I’m having such a hard time here? He wouldn’t stay still if he knew, would he? As expected, my initial plan to be kidnapped by the kingdom was probably the fastest way to end the war.

“Estiya, will you take care of Blanche? I have to have a talk with the wizard alone.”

I was very curious about what it was, but since I can’t interrogate the wizard, I decided to accept his offer.

“Good luck, Rodrigo. And don’t forget that we have two days left from the promised week.”

“Of course, we have to stop Cartina from invading with a large army.”

The truth is, you may want it. I smiled and gave Blanche a hand.

“What about the Duke’s bedroom? Is the sofa soft?”

“Oh, no bedrooms, Estiya. Can’t you go to the office?”

Rodrigo asked politely.

“Why?”

I think the bedroom sofa would be more comfortable.

“The mere fact that you’re not in my bedroom makes my blood boil.”

TL/N: ( ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)

Wow, this man. He really acts regardless of time and place.

I nodded my head, barely holding back the laughter that was about to burst out of absurdity.

“I’ll go to the office, Rodrigo.”

He smiled slightly at my answer. I could feel Anheine’s great agitation. This proved that the thread of fate is harder and tougher than the special thread made by Cartina.

***

After entering Blanche’s office, I wrapped Blanche around a chair and tied him up. And I asked Anheine for a change of clothes. I felt uncomfortable wearing blood-stained clothes. Anheine was kind even when we declared that we would not listen to her wishes. It seems that the setting of a good woman is engraved to the bone.

Anheine, who went to get her clothes, gave me a trailing dress that was luxurious at a glance. It was a very uncomfortable garment to wear with blood splattered here and there.

“Is there any dress that’s a little modest?”

“I only have pajamas.”

“I’d rather have your pajamas.”

Anheine had a troubled face.

***

“If you’re thinking about my image, never mind. I’ve already put it down since I ripped my skirt and swung my sword.”

As if I had guessed exactly what Anheine was worried about, she lowered her head for a moment and returned to her room. In the meantime, Blanche and I didn’t say a word. Blanche looked like he was trying to get out with a troubled face, and I didn’t think much of it.

“Thank you, you can’t let your father go.”

I couldn’t untie it because it was tied such that I couldn’t untie it even if I tried, but I made a request and headed to the small bathroom attached to the office.

After taking off my clothes, I wiped off the blood on my face and neck and changed into pajamas. The blue pajamas were not the simple pajamas I usually wear.

“I believe it was an indoor dress.”

There was so much fabric that the skirt was bulging. The waist was tight and the shoulders were excessively inflated.

“How can you stand being so uncomfortable sleeping in this?”

I clicked my tongue and walked out of the bathroom.

“Did you have any conversations with your parent while I was away?”

Neither Blanche nor Anheine were talking.

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“Then I can say it, right?”

It was a talk that had to happen without permission anyway. While Rodrigo investigates Bandula, I will investigate Blanche. There was no plan to rest comfortably on the sofa in the first place. I pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Blanche.

“Who’s behind you?”

I asked out of nowhere. Blanche’s eyes trembled finely as if an earthquake had occurred.