Resetting Lady - Chapter 72

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“Lord Raymond, I thought you’d finally be sleeping with your legs stretched out, but what a shame. I thought by now you’d be enjoying a pleasant life with that famous fiancée of yours. As I said, you too are destined to grow old and die as a bachelor.”

“Lord Sion, please be quiet.”

“Wow, what a cool tone? Do you speak so meekly in front of women?”

“Shut up.”

“Yes.”

Sion grinned as he offered Raymond sarcastic consolation.

“How long will it take to get there?”

“Six hours. I’ll explain the infiltration method during that time, so if you want to rest, rest now.”

“How long can I rest?”

“10 minutes? Just kidding. There’s no time. Let’s start.”

Sion rustled around, taking items from the shelf.

Raymond closed his eyes briefly. When he closed his eyes, there was darkness and silence. And 3 seconds was enough. Calm the anxiety. Erase thoughts. Soldiers don’t think. He doesn’t judge. Now only one thing needs to be considered. How to complete the mission.

Raymond opened his eyes.

“The map?”

“Here it is. And the entry route is the red line I’ve marked.”

Raymond pointed at the floor plan with his hand and frowned. The route was strange.

“If it’s the duke’s castle, there should still be many civilians remaining. How many people are there? And how many of the contracted mercenaries remain?”

“We don’t have that information.”

“Did you find out how many of the duke’s private soldiers remain?”

“We don’t have that information either.”

Raymond looked at Sion’s face. But his face wasn’t joking. It was somewhat stiff, which didn’t suit him. That’s why he’d been making pointless remarks from the beginning. Raymond looked down again and asked.

“Are you certain the duke is inside?”

“Yes.”

Sion himself knows how unreasonable this order is. And he knows how strange it is for such an absurd mission to fall to someone who’s soon to be appointed to a senate position.

But neither of them spoke about it. What would change by having doubts? Soldiers don’t judge. If told to die, they die.

“…Right. Then do you know what happens if we go up through the waterway? I need cross-sections and detailed drawings of this side too.”

“The waterway?”

Sion asked, organizing Raymond’s rapid-fire questions. Raymond nodded.

“Going like this is impossible. We don’t know how many people there are. Or we’d have to kill everyone and go in, but there’s a limit to how much explosives one person can carry. I want to reduce the number of people we encounter on the way to the duke’s room if possible. What about the waterway?”

Raymond wondered how varied his work had become. He’d been a regular knight, then a sniper, and now he was given the role of infiltrating and assassinating someone. It hadn’t even been a few years since he’d gotten used to being a sniper. He was glad he’d left Xenon, who wanted to follow, tied up in the stable. He would have been nothing but baggage, not help. The fewer people in this job, the better.

“…Yes. You’ll need to hold your breath for about 10 minutes. Still, since it’s been raining heavily in that area, the risk of being caught should be low. Please wait a moment, I’ll redraw it. And Lord Raymond, take this.”

Raymond received the new gun Sion handed him. The heavy weight pressed down on Raymond’s hand with equal pressure.

“His Majesty seems to want to test new weapons.”

Clearly Karen knows almost nothing. And her claims are certainly all naive delusions. Raymond tried to suppress the rising thoughts.

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“So you’re Lord Raymond Seyertes’ fiancée. Thank you for coming all this way. I’m pleased to meet you.”

“I too am greatly honored to meet Your Highness Prince Louis.”

Karen grabbed her dress and bowed. When Prince Louis gestured with his hand for her to rise, Karen stood up and looked at Prince Louis. It was just as Lady Lian had said.

‘He’s handsome.’

His hair was light brown and his eyes were also dark brown. Though young, his features were distinct, so if the gods didn’t play tricks during his adolescence, he would certainly grow into quite a handsome man. All the noble girls of Prince Louis’s age were focused on Louis. Their expressions were all overflowing with favor, and this prince seemed likely to make many women cry like his father in the future.

“I didn’t expect to meet Your Highness so early. This is an immeasurable honor for me.”

If I were to meet someone, I thought it would be your father.

Karen thought this as she looked at the boy who would only reach her chest. He certainly would appear attractive to those his age. But because he was too young, Karen felt no great excitement.

At most, she imagined what it would be like if this boy’s head suddenly flew off. Such imaginings had already become Karen’s habit. But Karen found it hard to shake off the temptation that it would be quite entertaining.

Just one maid, one rapist dying made things this thrilling. If a prince died, how interestingly would the world change!

If only she could throw away trivial promises and choose a different option! This life seemed ruined anyway, and if she killed this kid, she’d certainly face execution. If only she could be sure she’d die immediately without torture, she’d strangle his neck right now.

No, no. This is ultimately just delusion. Let’s focus on reality.

“Oh.”

Prince Louis tilted his head and asked Karen.

“Yes?”

“Didn’t Lord Raymond come with you?”

When Prince Louis suddenly spoke to her, Karen, who had been having cruel fantasies, answered a bit late. Why ask that?

“Regrettably, Lord Raymond had business to attend to.”

“Really? That’s a bit disappointing. What business does Lord Raymond have? Is it more urgent than a royal summons?”

It seems the precocity the prince possesses includes appropriately wielding power. But Karen felt puzzled by the prince’s words showing slight displeasure at Raymond’s absence. Then why wasn’t an invitation sent to him?

“Did you want to see Lord Raymond?”

“Yes, that’s right. I made a suggestion once. I didn’t know Father would allow it either. It’s disappointing.”

But only her name was written on the invitation. And it was your father, perhaps your grandfather, who sent Raymond not to a gathering of young nobles but to a place where he’d need to carry a gun. Karen lowered her eyes. It seemed Raymond’s guess was correct.

“Ah, but I’m not disappointed that only you came. I’m overjoyed to see your renowned beauty with my own eyes. I’d like to ask you for a dance right now.”

“Oh my.”

Karen could immediately feel the sharp gazes around her. Save me. He’s only ten years old, ten. I’m about to get married soon. Ladies, can’t you see His Highness is just being polite? Karen smiled bitterly. The prince seemed to notice the atmosphere and laughed as if amused.

“Am I speaking too early?”

“It’s early. By the time Your Highness debuts, I’ll be even older.”

“Twenty-four can hardly be considered old.”

“For a woman, it’s quite old. Your Highness, the first dance shouldn’t be with a woman who has a fiancé. Wouldn’t it be more fitting to look forward to Karen’s daughter rather than Karen herself?”

Countess Elba joined the conversation. Her eyes looking at Karen were cold. Oh dear, Countess. Your attitude changes so quickly. Karen could only smile at the countess’s instantly changed attitude. Since it seemed she wouldn’t be helpful to her own child, her attitude changed immediately.

This place is as cold as Raymond’s war. And it’s a gathering with nothing to gain. But it was an unexpected person who saved her.

“Louis, are you going to break your promise to have the first dance with me?”

“No, that’s not it.”

“…”

Lady Lian was appropriately preparing to burst into tears. In front of the whimpering Lian, Louis looked around helplessly, not knowing what to do. And another noble joined in.

“Your Highness Louis.”

“Ah, Baron Treil. It’s been a while. Princess Sola has grown quite tall.”

But Baron Treil didn’t seem very pleased with the compliment about his daughter’s height.

“Wait a moment, Your Highness, didn’t you say you’d accompany our Sola for the first dance? Didn’t Your Highness say so on your fifth birthday?”

“When I was five…”

“That was only 5 years ago, Your Highness!”

“When I was five…”

“Surely, Your Highness… you’re not going to say you don’t remember because you were young?”

“Hmm…”

No matter how precocious, he’s still ten years old. Even if he’s a prince.

Karen felt sympathy for Prince Louis, who was sweating profusely among the nobles. Not that Karen intended to get involved. What would she do by getting into that mess? Congratulations, Your Highness. You’ll never lack for women in your life.

“Ah, Karen.”

Don’t talk to me. But Prince Louis cleanly ignored the silent request and continued speaking.

“How did you meet Lord Raymond?”

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