Let’s Tame The Crazy Heroine - Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

“René. If you’re okay with it, shall I introduce you to my colleague? He works at the Imperial Palace, and I could ask him to lift the restriction so you can use just this bracelet-type magical device.”

“Really?”

I was so overjoyed that I grabbed Shamal’s hands and jumped up and down.

Then Shamal also smiled shyly and rejoiced with me.

“Yeah. I’m a kind person, so I can do this much for you anytime.”

Shamal rummaged through the air and soon pulled something out.

It was a white, transparent orb-shaped communication magical device.

“Keep this with you.”

A crystal orb as big as my face fell into my hands.

I thought it would be heavy because of its considerable size, but I was surprised that it was lighter than expected.

Was there some kind of weight-reduction magic cast on it?

As I stared at the orb with wonder, Shamal gave me a brief explanation.

“It’s a communication magical device. When my colleague comes to the Magic Tower, I’ll tell him to contact you through this.”

“Thank you so much, Shamal.”

I hugged Shamal tightly with affection.

Shamal seemed startled by my sudden physical contact and fumbled around before carefully pushing me away.

Shamal’s face was red.

“A, a lady shouldn’t just hug people like that.”

“I was just so happy. And Shamal is my friend, so isn’t it okay?”

“Friend?”

“Yes. Aren’t we?”

It would be too disappointing if he said no.

I felt a sense of kinship with Shamal.

Fortunately, Shamal made an “uh” sound and then nodded his head.

“Right, friends.”

“Wow.”

I clapped my hands and laughed.

From the “uh” sound he made, it seemed like he answered reluctantly, but I was happy anyway.

Although I’m not the female protagonist, so this won’t develop into romantic feelings.

Still, having a magician like Shamal as a friend was a great advantage.

Afterward, Shamal left the balcony with his ears red, and I came into my room carrying the magical device he gave me.

This is going too smoothly, isn’t it?

* * *

As soon as I woke up in the morning, I wrote a letter to Louis.

Even though we were friends, I added all sorts of flowery language as befitting a letter, but to summarize, the content was [I’m not feeling well, so I won’t be able to go out for a while].

I told a maid to send the letter to the Marquis’ mansion and then lay down on my bed and rolled around for a while.

My room had a dressing room, bathroom, and even a vanity table, and I could ask for meals to be brought to my bedroom, so there was no need to go outside my bedroom.

And anyway, Louis had prevented me from going out because of his spite, but he probably didn’t want to run into me inside the house either.

I planned to venture out when Louis’s mood improved, so until then I decided to rest comfortably in my room.

I was about to take a nap and was wrapping myself in the blanket when I suddenly heard knocking on the door.

What is it this time?

“Lady Beatrice from the Rockwood Marquis household has come to visit.”

What?

I threw off the blanket, got up, and quickly instructed the maid to open the door.

Then the door opened and Louis came in.

“Gasp.”

So pretty.

What is that light shining behind Louis?

With the female protagonist all prettily dressed up, she really looked like an angel without wings.

While I was once again admiring the female protagonist’s beauty, Louis came running toward me in a flutter of skirts, pushing past the maid.

Then she grabbed my cheeks with both hands and looked me over while shouting.

“Where does it hurt!”

“Huh?”

“What, you look perfectly fine?”

Come to think of it, Shamal had cast healing magic on me yesterday.

I awkwardly rolled my eyes thinking about my now-healed cheek, and Louis narrowed her eyes and looked down at me.

“Why, why?”

“You got hit, didn’t you? You bled, right?”

“Huh?”

“Which bastard hit you!”

Is this also a gangster’s intuition?

Since I was too flustered to do anything, Louis sighed deeply and spoke.

“There’s blood on your pajamas. It’s spread from your chest downward and also on your sleeves, so it looks like your lip split and you wiped it. Though it’s strange that there’s no wound.”

I gaped at Louis’s incredible deductive skills, and Louis shrugged as if it was nothing.

“Do you think this is my first or second time seeing blood? No, this isn’t the time for that. Who hit you!”

Louis suddenly began to rage like someone with a split personality.

My peaceful rest seemed to have gone down the drain.

I swallowed tears inwardly and first calmed down the excited Louis, then ordered the maid to bring refreshments.

“Lou-, no, Beatrice. First calm down and sit.”

Louis grumbled but obediently followed my words.

Louis, now seated, glared fiercely at my cheek.

Looking at me like that is scary even with a female protagonist’s face.

“It’s nothing serious.”

“How is it nothing serious? You bled that much. Which bastard was it? Tell me right now.”

“I just fell down a bit.”

At my excuse, Louis snorted—literally snorted—and then her eyes flashed dangerously. Those eyes looked exactly like a wild beast’s.

“Do I look like a complete idiot to you?”

“What?”

“If you fell, you’d have wounds on your hands or knees too. There’s only blood on your pajamas. I’ve beaten up people how many times? You think I wouldn’t recognize that?”

Ah, right. This Louis was a former gangster.

Realizing I had told a useless lie to a former gangster, I gulped and swallowed my dry saliva.

Louis looked like she would find and split in half whoever hit me.

I’m scared to death.

“Just…”

“Just what. You’d better tell the truth this time. If you don’t want to get in trouble.”

“Just, I had a little fight with my brother.”

“He hits you during a fight?”

“I, I hit him too.”

“You did?”

“Yes.”

Of course it was a lie.

I didn’t hit back at all, I only got hit.

But if I didn’t appease Louis like this, I didn’t know what kind of trouble she might cause.

Louis narrowed her eyes and then nodded her chin and asked.

“How many times did you hit him?”

“Th, three times.”

“And you only got hit once?”

“Yes.”

Getting hit only once was true.

Though saying I hit three carriages was obviously a lie.

I swallowed nervously and watched Louis Sauver’s reaction, and he was….

“Really?”

For some reason, he looked extremely satisfied.

No, how can you be satisfied when I said I hit people?

“From now on, if it looks like you’re going to get hit, don’t show any mercy and just beat them up.”

“Yes….”

“Strike first to win. Got it?”

I obediently answered to appease Louis Sauver.

Louis Sauver looked extremely pleased and smiled the brightest smile I’d ever seen, and I nearly went blind from that beauty.

The female protagonist’s smile is deadly.

Other people wouldn’t believe my story because of Louis Sauver’s damned public reputation.

But Louis Sauver completely believed what I said.

Even though he was possessed and didn’t know Louis’s reputation, somehow my nose tingled with emotion.

“But why are you so nice to me, Louis Sauver? We haven’t known each other that long.”

At my rather serious words, Louis Sauver suddenly became quiet.

This was the first time I’d seen Louis Sauver so docile.

Louis Sauver pondered for quite a long time before opening his mouth.

“Kids don’t need to know.”

For something he thought about for so long, it was a pretty worthless answer.

“More importantly, there’s something important. Come on, get up and follow along.”

After that, Louis Sauver continued lecturing me on how to make a fist and how to kick, then cleanly finished off the refreshments the maids brought out and got up.

I wondered how all that amount of cookies fit into that slender body.

Anyway, Louis Sauver left looking very satisfied, and after ordering the maids to clear the refreshment table, I secretly tried practicing the skills Louis Sauver had taught me.

Yah.

However, after magnificently breaking a vase that was sitting on the side table, I immediately gave up.

* * *

Around the time I was forgetting that Louis had imposed a ban on going out, I was able to receive contact from Derek, who was supposedly the magician of the First Princess’s Palace.

That day too, I was rolling around on the bed munching on cookies as usual, when,

Beep-, beep-, beep-.

The crystal orb Shamal had given me started making strange sounds and blinking.

I hurriedly got up from the bed and approached the crystal orb.

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