Resetting Lady - Chapter 73

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“Ah… um… it looks like there are many people who need conversation more than I do.”

Those counts, dukes, marquises over there. But Prince Louis desperately turned his head and stubbornly asked Karen.

“Ahaha, but there’s rarely anything as exciting as the love story between you and Lord Raymond these days. All the young ladies are curious about that story. Isn’t that right?”

With that, Prince Louis sought agreement from the girls, including Lady Lian and Lady Sola. The girls initially pouted as if to protest, but soon agreed.

“Yes… I’m curious.”

“Me too…”

The girls looked at each other and spoke in unison, ignoring their parents who tried to stop them.

“How you met…”

“And how you fell in love…”

“Where you had your first kiss…”

“Th-that’s too early, Miss Sola!”

Karen turned to Prince Louis with protesting eyes, but Louis was nodding at Karen with a peaceful face. Along with the surrounding young ladies, saying yes yes, I’m curious too.

Her story was moderately interesting. The kind of story that was perfect to be consumed as gossip by those around her. A handsome man and a beautiful woman. Even men and women who weren’t competitors by age – unlike their parents, the girls saw Karen as a woman tremendously older than them. She didn’t harbor particularly negative feelings about it, but it was somewhat tiring.

“Please tell us!”

“I’m curious too.”

She couldn’t refuse any further here. Karen had no choice but to smile and open her mouth. Let’s tell them a story. A love story. A romantic story that children would enjoy hearing. Like the ones she had heard.

“When we first met, I was…”

Come to think of it, how far should she tell them? Should she start from almost being raped and getting stabbed? Karen fell into contemplation. Should she start from seeing the elephant?

“I didn’t listen to my father… and snuck out, then got lost.”

“Oh my! A woman wandering around alone, that won’t do, Karen!”

“…Thank you for the advice, Lady Lian.”

She should probably just say she got lost and then met him again. Karen had to break into a cold sweat wondering how much she should tell these young ladies who were looking at her with sparkling eyes.

* * *

Raymond slashed the servant’s throat with his knife. The man whose Adam’s apple was cut rolled his eyes back and sat down clutching his throat.

“Huh, uh, uh.”

“…”

Whether he was trying to speak or trying to escape, he moved. He writhed. But that soon became meaningless. Raymond grabbed the man’s neck and bent it back. That was the end.

“…”

“Ah, ah?”

There was another maid. Raymond approached the woman who was opening her mouth. And her neck was broken. That was the end.

Thud.

“This bastard…!”

This time it was a muscular man. A mercenary. He had a rifle in his hands. But since he was close to the door, he hadn’t discovered Raymond and come running, but had encountered him by chance. So that gun was useless. He was too close.

“Tch…”

Bringing a gun was a wrong judgment. The man reached for his sword but it was too late.

“Looking for this?”

Raymond simultaneously slashed the man’s neck and chest. It was the sword he had been looking for. Raymond was a sniper, but that was just the job he was assigned. Raymond had never failed to kill anyone until now. Body movement, vision, breathing – there was no hesitation in any of it.

“Sion, that idiot.”

Raymond swept back his wet hair. He had come looking for the place with the fewest people, but in the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he had already encountered three people. Really an unhelpful subordinate.

Only after killing three did Raymond look down at his weapon. He hadn’t even had occasion to use it yet. If he wanted to test it, he’d have to do it from now on. But Raymond doubted whether it would actually be useful.

‘Assassinate Duke Routella alone?’

That was telling him to die. No matter how excellent this new gun’s noise suppression effect was, no matter how good its killing power might be. The number of bullets Raymond could carry was limited, and one person couldn’t face 100 people simultaneously. Unless he was a wizard from old tales.

“Lord Raymond will never die.”

What a carefree thing to say. Raymond shook his head. Now wasn’t the time to be lost in useless thoughts. Let’s go to the Duke’s chamber. He wouldn’t think about anything else.

“Duke Routella, do you have any last words?”

Duke Routella realized the cold temperature of metal he felt at his temple. And he recognized who the voice belonged to.

“I didn’t expect you to come alone.”

“I’m not alone.”

Raymond protested, but Routella seemed to know his words were false. The Duke raised the corners of his mouth. But Raymond roughly pressed the Duke’s head down with his other hand.

“There are many people here. Do you think you can get out alive?”

“You’re too kind, Duke.”

Too much talking. Raymond tapped the Duke’s knee. The old Duke’s body immediately collapsed. To make a great noble kneel on the floor. The sound of grinding teeth could be heard. Duke Routella tried to be angry first, but thinking of his approaching future, he just gave a hollow laugh.

“My friends, my son, my subordinates all died by your hand.”

“…”

“I knew you would kill me too in the end.”

“Do you have any final words?”

“Do I have time to leave a will?”

When Duke Routella asked calmly, Raymond hesitated for a moment, calculating. Whether he killed him now or a little later didn’t matter anymore. But he had to calculate the time until Sion came with his subordinates.

“Duke, if you’re thinking of stalling for time, I’m sorry but there seems to be no hope. On the 7th and 6th floors, except for this room, there’s no one left alive.”

Because he had killed them all. Raymond omitted the rest. At those words, Duke Routella stared into space for a moment, then dropped his head. Raymond answered his question.

“However, even if you want to leave a will, that will would have no effect. I merely asked if you had any words to leave. I cannot become an executor of your will.”

At Raymond’s cold words, Duke Routella looked up at him with only his eyes from his bowed face. His mouth opened.

“What’s your rank now?”

“Captain.”

“…Not even field grade. My situation is truly absurd.”

Duke Routella gave a hollow laugh. He thought Raymond would at least be wearing colonel’s insignia. Surely this country would have given him a much higher rank. He had that level of ability and popularity. But Raymond just shrugged and replied.

“Do bullets have rank?”

“What would you say if I gave you the position of general?”

“…”

Words not worth hearing. Raymond said nothing to Duke Routella who was making unfunny jokes. Duke Routella also seemed to know his words were meaningless and gave a hollow laugh. It was a story no one would believe. How could anyone believe what he promised in this situation? At minimum, he’d need to be in a superior position to Raymond to even bring up such talk.

“…Why are you doing this here? Why are you involved in this matter? Is this work honorable for you?”

Still trying to use his brain. Raymond had seen many such nobles. True to those who lived by their silver tongues, they had tried to negotiate with him in every way before dying. But Raymond had never changed his actions after hearing such words. Because it was meaningless. But there was still some time left. Raymond counted numbers in his head. They’re late.

“Why did your king send you here? Or is he even a king?”

“I don’t know.”

“I definitely paid a sufficient amount. This is breaking a promise. A peace treaty was signed recently. Many people thought peace would come now. Did Verdick betray me?”

“Is that your final words?”

“Answer me.”

“I don’t know.”

Bang!

The noise was strangely minimal. Indeed, it wasn’t a lie that this was a new weapon. The Duke collapsed. There were slight convulsions. Raymond frowned.

“I was lucky.”

Raymond said so. He had always been on the lucky side. At least in places where blood splattered and guns were fired. He had to live always on edge, but in hindsight, that’s how it was. That’s why he was still alive. If his luck had been even slightly bad, he would have died. He didn’t know how long his luck would last, but so far it had held.

“…Duke.”

He was an unlucky person. Raymond was about to say that but stopped. Still, he had lived to that age. Duke Routella was born royalty, received a dukedom, and lived his whole life as one of the axes of war. And he had children and grandchildren too. Most of his descendants had died by Raymond’s hand though. In the end, it came down to bad luck.

“May I use some water?”

“…”

He didn’t know why he asked, but Raymond just felt like asking.

“Thank you.”

Brain matter was flowing from the corpse’s head. Raymond turned on the water at the faucet in the Duke’s chamber. There were now almost no people in this castle who could use this water.

Whoosh…

How practical to have a faucet connected directly to the room. Neither Raymond nor Countess Elba had installed water to flow so directly. It was a rather modest way for a great noble. Raymond washed his face and hair, dirty with blood and mud, in the water. There was a mirror.

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