I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 116
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#Episode 116
I felt inwardly tense from the moment I could see the Imperial Palace Gate in the distance.
I had expected considerable resistance.
However, unexpectedly, the Royal Guards let us pass through quite smoothly.
“Hey, you can’t do this!”
“Stop them! Stop the carriage!!”
Of course, they halfheartedly flailed their arms pretending to block us and desperately shouted a few times.
But they never laid a hand on us, or even on the carriage we were riding in.
Even the Cardinals, who had been tense at first, awkwardly scratched their chins and eventually joined in with the act.
“Please let us pass!”
“Ah, save these poor criminals!”
There was no tension at all, as if they were reading from a textbook, but I thought it might look convincing enough from a distance. Maybe?
Anyway, I shouted in my heart.
‘Edwin, thank you!’
Before departing from the Monastery, I had heard something from Gareth.
Edwin, upon hearing that I was leaving the palace, had already made arrangements with the Royal Guards, so I shouldn’t be too surprised even if the acting got rough.
I never expected it would feel like this.
It was so comfortable and cozy that even the slightest bit of tension completely disappeared.
Gareth, who had been pretending to argue with the Royal Guards, came back over to us.
“Madam, we have no problem, but it seems the Holy Knights will have difficulty accompanying us any further.”
“I thought so. I expected this, but… Still, isn’t there a way for at least minimal escort personnel to enter together? We can’t escort a state guest from the Holy Capital so defenseless.”
“Since our numbers have grown from the beginning, we need to renegotiate this part with the Royal Guards as well. Holy Knights are difficult for now.”
Even Edwin’s Knight Order couldn’t enter the Imperial Capital except for the minimal personnel of about twenty men.
At least the Holy Knights had entered the Imperial Capital, but the inside of the Imperial Palace seemed impossible.
I looked back at Cardinal Nonna.
She, the second-in-command of Arzenbach, asked back with a cautious expression.
“Does the entry restriction include Priests as well?”
“No, only armed Holy Knights.”
“Then there’s no problem. Let’s just go in.”
Godric answered indifferently.
Among the Priests who followed us, there were many presumed to be Inquisitors, including Sister Judith and Brother Matthew.
At Godric’s words, they collectively fingered their rosaries and grinned wickedly as if they had been waiting for this.
Having witnessed Judith and Matthew’s monstrous strength before, it was truly a spine-chilling scene.
‘Sob sob, next time I’m really sending someone else…!’
My back was now becoming a salt field across the sea, rough with salt.
Anyway, after parting with the Holy Knights, we easily passed through the Imperial Palace entrance.
Leaving behind the Royal Guards’ desperate(?) cries, we rode for quite a while before finally reaching the Restricted Zone where carriages couldn’t enter.
From now on, we had to move on foot.
“Tsk, you’re working the old men too hard.”
“If you come to Baldin, you have to follow Baldin’s laws.”
“Oh my, my knees…”
The ministers had unexpectedly human sides to them.
From what I heard, Cardinal Nonna and Cardinal Vincent had apparently never held anything but scripture and pens their entire lives—I decided not to wonder why Godric was excluded—and were completely unathletic.
Just as I slowed our walking pace to consider the elderly cardinals.
Someone came running urgently from the opposite side of the road.
“Duchess! Madam, please help us!”
“Dahlia?”
She was one of the guardians of patients caught up in this accident, and since she had volunteered to help with odd jobs at the understaffed site, I was acquainted with her.
Before I could even ask what was wrong, she shouted.
“The soldiers sent by the Emperor attacked us!”
“What?!”
“Dr. Gilbert was tied up while resisting, and the patients are being dragged out of the barracks indiscriminately. Please, sob, help us…”
Upon meeting me, she seemed to feel relief belatedly and burst into tears.
I turned around without even having time to think further.
The opponents were elite soldiers who had received an imperial decree.
This time, not only would my status be of no use, but there was a high possibility I’d be marked as a person of interest and captured before even reaching the site.
I tore off all the family crests attached to my body and borrowed the coachman’s robe as if snatching it.
Then I untied the horse that had been hitched to the carriage we had just gotten out of and mounted it without even a saddle.
Gareth shouted in shock.
“Madam, please calm down! If the Imperial Palace has moved troops, our Lord will soon notice—”
“You know that by then it’ll be too late, don’t you?!”
I gripped the long reins and kicked the horse’s flanks.
The fact that even Gareth didn’t know in advance meant that for whatever reason, the Emperor had just decided and impulsively sent troops.
It would take time for this news to reach Edwin’s ears, and for him to move his superiors.
I had to do something before then.
As I urged the horse forward, people’s screams began to be heard before long.
“Everyone run, damn…”
“Please spare us! That person is injured!”
“Dad!!”
The closer I got, the more clearly the pandemonium came into view.
Soldiers were dragging people out of the barracks indiscriminately.
They grabbed patients by the hair and dragged them around mercilessly, and brutally trampled family members trying to stop them with their military boots.
Knights stood firmly blocking Isabella and Caterina, who were protesting violently, and the Grand Duchess.
On the opposite side, I could see Gilbert bound up in a miserable state.
He was shouting at the soldiers in fury to stop immediately when he spotted me and his eyes widened.
“Madam! Please stop them. At this rate, all the patients will die!!”
“These damn bastards…”
I spurred the horse’s flanks and charged at the soldiers.
There was no way I could stop the elite soldiers that even Grand Duchess Heidelberg, a great elder of the Imperial Family, couldn’t stop.
‘Then I’ll go with physical force!’
I leaped into the middle of the soldiers and rampaged, jerking the horse’s head this way and that.
Those who had been cruelly trampling the dying patients and their guardians scattered in all directions to avoid the horse’s hooves.
In that gap, I broke through the blocked entrance head-on.
“Stop her!”
“Stop that crazy woman!!”
I didn’t want to burden Edwin with any more political pressure.
So my original plan was to hide my identity and rampage with the horse to buy as much time as possible, then slip away when the Cardinals arrived.
I thought it wasn’t a reckless plan since it was only about ten minutes.
But as if shattering my reason, a desperate scream came from one side.
“Please, I was wrong! My child is dying! Please, please!!”
“Get lost!!”
It was the young woman who had asked for Last Rites in the morning.
The soldiers roughly dragged out the child who was hovering between life and death and threw him to the ground.
The child’s father was clinging to the soldier’s waist, desperately struggling to protect his dying child.
“…!!”
Without time to think, I tumbled down from the horse.
Then I grabbed any nearby stick and wildly swung it at the soldiers.
“Are you all crazy?! What are you doing to a dying patient!”
“How dare you defy the Imperial Army…!”
A soldier who noticed the blood flowing from my forehead reflexively struck my cheek.
The blow was so hard that my ears went numb and I couldn’t hear anything for a moment.
Did I fall? When I came to my senses, I was collapsed on the ground.
“Ah, ugh….”
My exceptional mind that I usually took pride in was utterly useless before military force. My head went completely blank as if I had become a fool.
Only the child and his parents being trampled by the soldiers came into my view.
I staggered to my feet and embraced the fallen child with my whole body.
It was the moment when the soldiers, more excited at the sight of blood, mercilessly raised their feet toward me.
“How dare—”
“Ugh, aaaahhh!”
Someone rushed in silently.
A flash briefly flickered, and everything below the thigh of the man who was about to kick me vanished without a trace.
The knight who lost his right leg collapsed, screaming in agony.
There was a thick smell of blood.
Though my vision was still hazy from the aftereffects of being beaten, I instinctively knew that Edwin had saved me again.
This overwhelming presence that could freeze the air with his existence alone could only come from him.
‘I really didn’t want to cause trouble this time….’
The soldiers also seemed to realize, a beat too late, the identity of the one who stood blocking their way to me.
Cutting through the shocked knights, a figure who appeared to be a commander stepped forward.
“The hero of the Empire should refrain from reckless actions. Touching the Imperial Army is tantamount to declaring war against the Imperial Capital.”
“….”
“I advise you once more. Duke Lombard, please withdraw immediately.”
Edwin did not answer.
Instead, the knights who had followed him shouted out in competition.
“Try it if you dare! Do you think we’d be afraid of some war?!”
“Don’t think you can pretend ignorance after daring to draw your blade against our Duchess first!”
“The Lombard people never forget favors or loyalty. You laid hands on our mistress, so you’re the ones who are dead men.”
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