Resetting Lady - Chapter 177

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“….”

Karen quietly pulled up the blanket and covered it below Isella’s neck. She could feel Isella’s warmth beneath her hand. Karen looked down at her fingers and quietly exhaled. Then she turned away from Isella and tried to sleep.

‘…It’s okay.’

Karen decided to choose the joy of becoming friends over the joy of killing her. There were things more important than her petty curiosity.

It wasn’t because she had suddenly developed compassion for her. It was because she loved Raymond. And for that, she could even become a saint. Just as he could become a demon.

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“Get up.”

Oh, please.

Karen squeezed her drowsy eyes shut again and pulled up the blanket. Unlike Isella, she hadn’t complained about being tired, but Karen’s whole body was exhausted too. And since she could guess who was roughly shaking her, Karen felt even more like crying.

She had deliberately stationed the coachman Raymond recommended downstairs, but was he already dead? Should she have brought Raymond with her? If he had been there, he would have taken her away like last time. After killing all these people who were waking her from sleep.

No. Hadn’t she made her decision because she disliked that? Karen opened her eyes. The people she had expected were standing around her. She had hoped the dates might not match, but bad things always happened exactly like this without missing a beat.

“…Who are you.”

These were people whose identity she already knew.

They were Duke Routella’s party.

“Get up right now.”

“…Who are you?”

Karen repeated the question she had asked before, holding back her desire to cry. This time too, there were more than just one or two. An old man and a young child. The accent from beyond the White Mountains. They were definitely Duke Routella’s people.

“Who are you? What’s your relationship with Verdick Evans? Answer.”

The man roughly pulled Karen to her feet.

Karen looked around. Isella wasn’t on the bed. No way. Karen gritted her teeth. Was Isella already dead? Last time, Nancy had died right here on the spot. Had Isella taken on that role?

“Who are you.”

“…My name is Karen Hyer, daughter of Catherine Nora Hyer. My mother’s maiden name was Enid.”

“I am the granddaughter of Countess Enid.”

“Ah, so you’re Archduchess Carla’s great-granddaughter.”

The old man who had been standing back approached Karen again, leaning on his cane.

“Why are you here?”

Repeating questions, repeating situations. But this time Raymond wasn’t here. Because Isella was beside her, Raymond had agreed to meet again later, avoiding her eyes. He would have gone to his manor far from here by now.

“I was on my way to the capital.”

After answering that much, Karen closed her mouth. Since she knew who these people were, there was no need to ask about their identity. She had to keep her mouth shut and end this as quietly as possible. Hopefully they would just pass by. But Duke Routella didn’t move according to her hopes.

“Aren’t you going to ask who we are?”

“….”

“Wise.”

“We should kill her. It’s not good to have anyone who has seen us.”

Damn, the conversation was flowing faster than expected. It was already a situation she couldn’t reverse. She shouldn’t have stayed in this tower. No, she shouldn’t have passed through this forest at all. Even if it took longer, she should have found another route.

Or maybe the problem started with visiting Isella’s house. Karen traced back to figure out where her choices had gone wrong.

“Is that really necessary?”

“There are rumors she’s Prince Guiz’s illegitimate daughter. Information might leak.”

How could she erase that ridiculous rumor? Karen glared at the man spouting words that made her ears rot even hearing them again. This time too, the people didn’t seem inclined to let Karen live. Where could Isella be?

Karen thought about where she had failed in this life. The path to becoming friends with Isella was too treacherous.

“It can’t be helped then.”

The old man approached Karen. As expected, Karen was going to die this time too. Since Raymond wasn’t here this time, would it end quickly?

“Kyaaaaaaah!”

“You’d better not move another step from there.”

“No, don’t!”

But at that moment, the situation reversed. The old man who had been approaching Karen hurriedly turned around and shouted toward the window. There stood the old man’s granddaughter and Sion. More precisely, only Sion was standing. The girl’s body was dangling in mid-air beyond the window.

“Who are you!”

“Gr-Grandfather…! Please save me!”

“Now now, don’t come closer, okay? If you move even one more step, I might get so scared that I’ll lose my strength.”

The coachman Raymond had recommended was holding the girl’s arm with one hand and swinging her outside the window. Had he entered while people’s attention was focused on Karen? The man was grinning as he looked at the people.

“Let that child go right now!”

“How about you let go of that young lady over there.”

The people hastily released Karen.

“Is that good enough? Now bring that child here quickly…. Inside….”

“You need to put down your guns too.”

“How can we trust you!”

“Then don’t.”

The man let go of the hand holding the child.

“Ah, ahhh!”

“No!”

But she didn’t fall. Because the man quickly grabbed the back of the girl’s neck again. Her small face contorted with terror.

“If you think I’m joking, feel free to keep doing that. Now, put down everything you have and leave naked to the other side of the forest. Otherwise, I’ll really let go this time. Well, if she’s lucky, she might survive. As about half a cripple.”

“Do you think you’ll be safe after doing this?”

“Don’t you think it would be more dangerous if I don’t do this now?”

He licked his lips with his tongue. The man was clearly enjoying this situation. Karen felt the atmosphere among the people becoming increasingly menacing. This wasn’t good. These people had also come prepared to die.

‘If it comes to that….’

From their perspective, regardless of the child being Duke Routella’s granddaughter, it was better for one to die than for everyone to be in danger.

“If you don’t back away quickly, this child’s head might get smashed.”

“….”

Stop.

The coachman was being too provocative. The people were emerging from panic and exchanging glances with each other. No matter how much that coachman threatened them with the child, he was one person, while there were four men with guns. The outcome was obvious. The situation wasn’t good. But how could Karen resolve this situation?

“….”

Her eyes met the coachman’s. Karen looked at the coachman and clenched her fist. Did he mean for her alone to slip away to the back? Karen slowly retreated. While that man bought time, she had to hide. For now, that was the best option. Slowly. Quietly.

“…Oh my? Who are you?”

But at the voice coming from right behind her, Karen knew it was all over.

“Huh? Karen?”

Isella was standing there with wide eyes. She had fallen beside the bed while sleeping and hadn’t been visible.

Silence fell thick among the people. And it was broken in an instant.

Karen urgently called to Isella.

“Isella Evans.”

“Right now… what… mmph, mmmmph!”

“Shh, Isella. Don’t get excited.”

Karen rushed to Isella, who was about to scream, and covered her mouth. The sudden appearance of the character ‘Isella’ was unexpected even for Duke Routella’s people, so there was no immediate danger. Karen covered Isella’s mouth and spoke quickly.

“Isella, right now those people discovered us while in exile and are trying to kill us. And Count Sion is confronting them like that to protect us.”

Karen swallowed as she watched Count Sion, who was holding the duke’s granddaughter’s arm and preparing to throw her out the window.

‘His methods are too rough.’

Sion’s skills were decent, if not quite at Raymond’s level. Taking a young child hostage and attempting to negotiate was extreme but not the wrong approach. The problem was that Duke Routella was being pushed too much into a defensive position.

Karen watched the young man next to the duke fidgeting with his gun and continued speaking to Isella.

“Do you understand? Isella, I’ll let go if you promise not to get excited.”

“…Mmph.”

“Do you understand?”

Isella nodded obediently. Karen slowly removed her hand from her mouth.

“Is the coachman a knight? You didn’t mention that.”

“That’s not important right now….”

“How do you know each other?”

“….”

Karen considered covering Isella’s mouth again.

“Isella Evans, right now that’s not….”

Karen then realized.

“That is important.”

More precisely, other matters weren’t that important to Isella.

“I asked my father to introduce us. But he’s not a man with a very good reputation…”

“A knight… Is he unmarried?”

“Yes.”

The men looked at Isella as if she were pathetic. Sion also continued speaking from the window, looking at them as if astounded.

“Miss Karen Hyer, at least you should come to your senses? And what’s wrong with my reputation?”

“Count Sion, put that child down.”

“Pardon?”

“There’s no need to go that far.”

It’s really been a long time since memories from my past life were helpful. Karen smiled. And she pointed to Isela Evans while speaking to Duke Routella.

“Do you know who this young lady is, Duke Routella?”

“You know my name?”

“Yes, Duke Routella. And that’s not what’s important right now.”

The Duke Routella from last time had deliberately told Karen his name while trying to kill her. Karen looked back and forth between the old man and Sion.

If she were here alone, if it were Raymond here instead of Sion, the situation would have been exactly the same as last time. Raymond would kill everyone and leave, but Sion didn’t have that level of skill. However, this time Isella was here.

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