Let’s Make Saving a Habit - Chapter 114

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Chapter 114
The Assassins, realizing they had walked into a trap, moved with lightning speed—detonating smoke bombs while hurling shuriken in the same breath.
Yet their assault proved futile against the twins, who stood braced and vigilant.
Rosemary twisted her body to evade the shuriken, then delivered a devastating kick to the vital point of the nearest Assassin.
“Ugh—!”
The Assassin, who had underestimated her as a powerless noblewoman, crumpled to the ground in shock.
Raspi drew his blade, deflected the incoming shuriken, and immediately moved to block the only escape route—the window.
The Assassins attempting to flee through the window sensed his presence and froze.
Without mercy, Rosemary shoved a cloth she had prepared into the mouth of the writhing Assassin.
It was a cloth laced with paralytic toxin.
The purpose was to prevent the Assassins from poisoning themselves or biting their tongues to commit suicide.
“One secured!”
The moment Rosemary’s voice confirmed she had captured one Assassin through the haze of smoke.
Raspi unleashed his blade without hesitation, wreathed in aura.
Capturing was far more difficult than killing, but with one already secured, his sword arm knew no doubt.
“Allow me to show you the price of touching her.”
Raspi possessed the exceptional ability of a Beast Tamer, though he rarely employed it in practice.
Beyond the prejudice others held toward beasts, the ability proved impractical for protecting Tania.
Thus, Raspi had trained in swordplay since his days at the Papiope Talent Development Institute.
As a result, he had joined the Blue Knights through sheer mastery of the blade alone.
With each swing of Raspi’s sword, the Assassins fell helplessly.
“Ugh!”
“Hack!”
While Raspi engaged the Assassins, Rosemary guarded the captured one, preventing the others from silencing him.
It was absurd—protecting the very Assassin sent to kill Tania—but they had to keep him alive to extract information.
Who had sent them.
What their objective was.
Yet the Assassins proved relentlessly tenacious.
Believing that eliminating Raspi alone would grant them escape, all their attacks converged upon him.
Poison coated their weapons as standard, making even a grazing blow perilous.
Raspi found the smoke’s limitation of vision almost fortunate.
Otherwise, they would not have simply watched him use their comrade as a shield.

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After the twin siblings disposed of all the Assassins.
I surveyed the room, which was drenched in blood.
Before I rewound time, I realized that blood had been mine, not theirs—a thought that sent shivers down my spine.
As I stepped forward to examine it more closely, Raspi blocked my path with a gesture of restraint.
“It’s filthy, so please don’t get too close. Besides, Mari’s saliva is mixed in there too.”
“Ah, why did you have to say that!”
Mari flushed with embarrassment and struck Raspi’s back repeatedly.
“If you hadn’t spat it out, there would be nothing to mention. And it hurts, so stop hitting me.”
I had been staring at the bloodstains with a grave expression, but their exchange made me burst into laughter.
Raspi seemed to have spoken deliberately to lighten the heavy atmosphere.
“Mari, if you had a complaint, you should have said it with words.”
“Ah, no. Without realizing it, a childhood habit just came out…!”
“Well, it doesn’t matter. We’ll probably have to replace everything anyway because of the bloodstains.”
The twins had eliminated all but one of the Assassins after the battle.
However, the single Assassin they had captured also died not long after.
It seemed they had ingested poison beforehand.
It was a system where they received an antidote only after completing their mission.
“This is troublesome—we couldn’t obtain any information before they died…”
No matter how many times I rewound time, there was no way to save a dying Assassin.
I was clicking my tongue and gazing at the disheveled room with a heavy heart when
Ron entered with a knock and immediately reported.
“I examined all the Assassins’ bodies, but there were no identification marks.”
“Identification marks?”
“Yes. Assassins are usually trained without knowing each other’s faces or names. So they have tattoos inscribed on their bodies to identify who is who when they die.”
“What can you do if you know the identification code? You don’t know who they are anyway.”
“The mark varies slightly depending on which Assassination Guild they belong to, so you can determine which guild they’re from.”
“Ah.”
If I could determine which Assassination Guild they belonged to, I could extract information from that guild and discover who had commissioned them.
“But the fact that those Assassins had no identification codes on their bodies means…”
“They’re not members of an Assassination Guild that’s made a name for itself in the underworld.”
Ron narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
“According to what the twins said, they weren’t incompetent either.”
In the first place, there was no way they would send just anyone to kill the young lady of Duke Papiope’s Mansion.
“It’s possible they weren’t sent by an Assassination Guild at all.”
“What?”
“It takes so much time and money to raise a single Assassin. With this level of skill, it would be difficult for them not to be members of a famous Assassination Guild.”
“…Then?”
“Assassins individually raised by a specific organization or family.”
Ron’s eyes moved as if calculating something in his mind.
“There are only so many places capable of doing that. The Imperial Palace, the Magic Tower, Duke Papiope’s Mansion, and other wealthy families like the Tempus Duchy.”
“Hmm. Setting aside the abundance of candidates, why is the Tempus Duchy included?”
Ron shrugged as if I should have known, then explained.
“Ah, the Tempus Duchy has been concealing an astronomical amount of wealth. They’ve accumulated their fortune over a long period without any fluctuation in their status as a ducal house.”
At that, Raspi emanated a fierce aura as if he’d expected as much. His eyes gleamed with the intensity of someone ready to tear the Tempus Family Head apart on the spot.
“I’ve disliked that bastard ever since he sent a marriage proposal to Tania.”
Excuse me, but the Tempus Family is merely one of many candidates.
“It seems we can only trust Papiope and the Magic Tower.”
At my sigh, Ron raised an eyebrow.
“Why exclude the Magic Tower? Isn’t it actually the most likely place?”
“Because the Magic Tower wouldn’t raise assassins. They’d simply use magic instead—why bother with assassins?”
“If they use magic, it leaves traces of mana, so they could employ assassins instead. Plus, they’d avoid suspicion—how convenient would that be?”
“It won’t be the Magic Tower.”
I could state that with absolute certainty.
The Magic Tower Master isn’t the type to harbor such dark schemes behind the scenes, and besides….
“Elysion belongs there.”
“I know you’re close with the next Magic Tower Master, but you don’t know the internal affairs. Anything could happen.”
“Even if I don’t know, Elysion does.”
Ron gave me a weary look.
“That’s quite the faith you have.”
“Well, surely he wouldn’t try to kill me right after we started dating?”
At my words, a brief silence fell over the room.
“…Who’s dating whom?”
“Oh.”
I rolled my eyes for a moment, then decided there was no reason to keep it secret and simply told them the truth.
“I got confessed to by Elysion today. That’s how it happened.”
“…What?”
“Excuse me?! The Heroine is dating whom?!”
Then Ron and Rosemary’s gazes turned simultaneously toward one place.
Raspi.
Only then did I realize Raspi had been here with us all along.
He’d always been blindly devoted, to the point of appearing to melt at my every word.
Rosemary was similarly devoted, though somewhat different.
She disliked me being close to men like Elysion or the Tempus Family Head.
I’m not a fool.
I was aware that she harbored romantic feelings for me as well.
My heart had belonged to Elysion for far too long, so I simply pretended not to notice.
Under everyone’s gaze, he slowly opened his mouth. His expression was one of carefully suppressed emotion.
“You don’t need to mind my feelings.”
“Despite what you say….”
Ron rarely showed his concern for Elysion.
There was once a time when Ron harbored feelings for me.
But as he spent more time with Rosemary, affection naturally accumulated, and he seemed to have fallen for her instead.
Raspi, however….
Raspi clenched his fist tightly as if restraining his emotions, veins bulging prominently across his forearm.
Yet he soon released the tension and spoke with bitter resignation.
“As long as you are happy, Tania, that is enough for me.”
The words carried an unmistakable lingering attachment he could not quite conceal.

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