The Crown I Will Take From You - Chapter 70

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Chapter 70

“Did you get bitten earlier?”

It was the arm that had struck down the hydra that was lunging at Medeia.

She thought he had skillfully avoided being bitten and cut off its head, but it seemed he had actually been bitten.

The hydra’s poison was known to be so deadly that even a graze could kill a person.

‘Is this guy strong, or just foolish?’

He had even dealt with the assassins after the hydra in that condition. His shoulder also bore the wound where Medeia had struck down with her dagger.

She couldn’t understand how he had moved so leisurely in this state until now.

“I need to detoxify it.”

Medeia tore her clothes to bind the wound and prepared to extract the poison.

“Don’t worry, Princess.”

He shook his head.

“Poison doesn’t work on my body. It just makes me a bit tired and… unsightly.”

The curse left by the primordial darkness had devoured even the hydra’s deadly poison.

Though the conflicting energies caused sudden seizures, Chezare knew he wouldn’t die from the hydra’s poison.

“Princess, how did you know about this passage?”

Medeia didn’t answer. Sensing he wouldn’t easily get an answer, Chezare got to the point.

“Find your own way out. They’re quite persistent, so be careful of your back.”

Even in this situation, his arrogant tone of giving orders remained unchanged.

“You seem confident you can survive here in that condition.”

The masked men were clearly targeting this man.

Chezare chuckled at the cold question delivered in a calm voice.

Medeia first bound his arm bitten by the hydra and his shoulder stabbed by the dagger with the cloth she had torn earlier.

Chezare found it strange to see the princess, who had probably never injured her hand in her life, treating wounds so skillfully.

Separately from that, the sensation of small hands occasionally brushing against his skin was too vivid.

Chezare felt like he might blush unsightly like an adolescent boy.

“I said it’s not necessary…”

He tried to twist away, but his stiffened body wasn’t up to the task. His previously relaxed eyes sank deeply.

‘If the seizure recurs…’

Thinking he didn’t want to show that sight, he lost consciousness.

“Akaress?”

When his hand dropped with a thud, Medeia called to the mercenary. The eyes that should have been brilliantly gleaming were tightly shut.

When she placed her hand on his neck, she felt a faint pulse. He seemed to have lost consciousness from his injuries.

‘What should I do?’

Could she really leave this guy here and go? Medeia pondered.

‘If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have been poisoned.’

This mercenary could have simply let Medeia be bitten by the hydra. But he didn’t do that.

Contrary to his threat of strangling Medeia’s neck and not letting her live, surprisingly, the mercenary had protected her.

Whatever the reason, the fact that she owed him a debt remained unchanged.

“…”

Medeia bit her lip. Except for her family member Peleus, he was the first man who had tried to protect her.

“Medeia, hurry and get away! It’s dangerous!”

“Are you okay? That was almost a disaster. You should have been careful, Medeia.”

“Only his mouth was alive, that bastard.”

Her former husband Jason had always saved himself first whenever they encountered dangerous magical beasts on expeditions.

When they met urgent monsters, he had even abandoned their son Lian and fled.

After that, Medeia never let her guard down regarding Lian’s safety.

She instinctively realized that Grand Duke Jason, known to be generous and benevolent, valued his own life more than his family, contrary to his reputation.

At least compared to him, Akaress could be called a man of honor.

“Ha.”

Medeia let out a hollow laugh.

Her disgusting ex-husband only confirmed how terrible a choice she had made, no matter who he was compared to.

‘Lian, if only mother had protected you better…’

Medeia, who had been missing her child, soon stopped and shook her head. This wasn’t the time to be lost in thought.

“…”

Medeia looked down at the unconscious mercenary.

‘No, not a mercenary, but the real leader of Facade.’

Even setting aside the debt, if it became known that she had abandoned the leader like this, Facade might retaliate against Medeia, and furthermore, against the royal family.

One must know which cards to discard and which to keep. At least for now, there were sufficient reasons to move together with him.

Medeia looked around.

Right next to the alley they had entered, she saw a dilapidated house.

The interior glimpsed through the broken windows was empty. It seemed to be an unoccupied house.

Crash.

A shallow shattering sound echoed through the alley. Medeia lightly climbed through the window.

If Prince Claudio saw this sight, wouldn’t he shout loudly that the princess was burglarizing an empty house?

Shortly after, Medeia emerged through the door and brought Chezare inside.

Drag. The door closed with the sound of a heavy object being dragged across the stone floor.

The street became quiet again.

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Bang bang-!

“…there is… search…”

“Open the door…”

Noise and voices echoing through the street could be heard.

‘They’ve already chased us this far.’

Calming her rapid breathing, Medeia first laid the mercenary on a platform resembling a bed.

His build was so large that his legs stuck out, but when she covered him with a shabby blanket and roughly concealed him with nearby cloth, at a glance it just looked like several pieces of luggage.

Searching the interior, she also found women’s clothes. Medeia roughly dusted them off and put them on.

She didn’t forget to stuff clothes inside to make her body appear fuller. She smeared soot from the fireplace on her face and disheveled her hair.

The reflection in the faded mirror looked exactly like a common woman.

She paused while checking where she had hidden Chezare.

‘Oh no, the smell of blood from his injuries…’

Since no one lived in the house, the smell of blood stood out even more. The assassins would surely notice.

‘If this happens, we’ll be caught.’

Thud-bang!

The sound of doors opening and closing grew closer.

They seemed to be checking one by one starting from the upper houses.

“…”

Though she had sent a message to Neryl, it would take quite a while for her to reach here.

Above all, she couldn’t let Neryl face them alone. Her deliberation was brief.

Slash-! Medeia drew her dagger across her hand.

She bound the wound with nearby cloth. The white cloth quickly became soaked with red.

Bang bang-!

Just then, someone knocked on the door. Her heart felt like it would leap out.

“Royal Palace guards. We’re pursuing an escaped prisoner, so open the door!”

Bang bang-!

Medeia stood by the door and spoke in a frail voice.

“I’m sorry, but my husband isn’t home right now. It’s difficult for me to open the door…”

“We’re only searching for an escapee. If you don’t want to be dragged away for obstruction, open the door and cooperate with official duties.”

When she opened the door, a man wearing a guard’s armband looked down at Medeia.

She pretended not to notice his murderous eyes scanning the house and quickly surveying the interior.

“Oh my, what should I do? You’re working so hard on official duties, but our household is so poor that we have nothing special to offer you…”

“A moment ago, did you see anyone suspicious? Tall, agile, but injured and in poor condition.”

The shadow, having found no particular flaws in the shabby interior, asked Medeia.

“I’m sorry, I had to focus on work that needs to be finished by tomorrow, so I couldn’t pay attention to what was happening outside.”

Medeia blinked her eyes. She tried to make her voice sound innocent.

‘This isn’t the place.’

The shadow that was about to turn around suddenly stopped and stiffened.

It was because he caught the faint scent of blood in the air.

His murderous eyes looked around the house once more, then glared at Medeia.

“Why, why are you looking at me like that…”

The woman with a youthful face blushed. The shadow noticed her blunt hands.

“What’s that wound?”

“Oh, this? I cut myself while cutting fabric earlier…”

“Unwrap it.”

“It’s unsightly, so you might find it unpleasant to look at-“

“Hurry up!”

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