The Lady Only Deals With the Real Ones - Chapter 39

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If Emma, who has experienced all sorts of hardships in life, says that much…

What could it be? How strange must it be?

“This guy has magical power?”

Huh?

I felt completely deflated. I asked with a smile.

“Couldn’t that be possible? I heard there are often people who possess magical power even though they’re not mages.”

They said there are often people in the world who are born with magical power.

However, not all of them could use magic like Emma.

‘Just because someone has excellent taste doesn’t mean they can all become chefs.’

To use magic, one must learn, train, and awaken by surpassing a critical point.

But even if they can’t use magic, people with abundant magical power often excel in other areas.

‘Like how even if they can’t become chefs, they could become food critics, bartenders, or sommeliers.’

It means they’re people with many talents.

Our ruffian knight apparently had a talent for self-harm scams.

“You’re right that people can possess magical power even if they’re not mages.”

However, unlike me who thought nothing of it, Emma’s expression was serious.

“But wouldn’t it be problematic if a knight has magical power?”

“What?! A knight?”

“That guy is a knight. I can feel holy power from him, and it’s strong. That’s why the magic tool didn’t work.”

It’s true that people with magical power have many talents.

However, there are jobs they absolutely cannot have.

‘Priestesses, and knights.’

Jobs that use holy power as their source of strength.

I swallowed hard and asked.

“Is that possible? Magical power and holy power clash with each other.”

“Exactly. I don’t know how it’s possible either, but there’s one thing for certain.”

Emma said firmly.

“That guy is absolutely vicious. So don’t get involved with him.”

***

After Elisha left.

Emma stopped cleaning and pressed her forehead.

“I thought there were all sorts of people in the world, but a knight with magical power.”

She clicked her tongue.

“And lately there’s even someone I can’t read at all wandering the streets… What’s happening to this country, tsk tsk.”

Emma’s ears perked up as she glanced out the window, thinking of that large, dark man.

Ring ring ring.

This sound?

“Finally, contact has come?!”

Emma brightened and sat down at her desk.

A magic circle floated up. Looking at the spell, it was from one of her three friends.

A letter dropped down below the sparkling magic circle.

“Finally, news about that mage Elisha was desperately looking for!”

Emma excitedly tore open the letter and examined its contents.

It said they had found the region where the mage who used that spell had been staying.

Now that they knew the region, finding them was just a matter of time.

“What kind of person could it be? That lucky mage who captured Elisha’s heart!”

No wait, unlucky maybe?

Since they’re about to have their hair pulled out by Michele.

Emma, who had been giggling, opened her mouth at the following content.

But you know, Emma, that mage you’re looking for.

“Our Elisha…”

Emma placed her hand on her chest.

It was a girl?

“I see. I’m sorry, dear. I support your love.”

Emma closed her eyes tightly and began reflecting on her own prejudices.

***

Katarina’s room.

Crodil, who had been smashing furniture in his rage, breathed heavily.

“Do you think I won’t be able to find the pendant?”

His niece Katarina kept her mouth shut tight while glaring at him.

Crodil looked down at her and muttered coldly.

“Do you think you can hide it forever? No, I will find it. I will definitely find it and personally strangle you with that pendant.”

“It’s not yours. It’s mine. It’s my mother’s inheritance that I inherited.”

“Yes, you’d want to comfort yourself that way…”

Crodil giggled and said eerily.

“That my sister didn’t resent you.”

Flinch.

The moment she heard those words, Katarina’s body trembled.

“You’d want to believe my sister didn’t die because of you!”

Tears instantly welled up in her green eyes.

“But how could that be? My sister, who refused to see you until the moment she died, how could she have felt that way?”

“Ugh…”

“What do you think is the reason even your father, the Emperor, left on that long pilgrimage?”

Crodil’s eyes flashed.

“That daughter who was born by gnawing away at his frail wife’s life! Because she turned out so pathetic, he can’t stand the sight of her and won’t return!”

Crodil, who had been spewing vicious insults, thought to himself.

As expected, that determined look from before was just a final struggle.

However, seeing Katarina’s face, Crodil hesitated.

She was a weak-hearted girl who would sob just at the mention of her sister. But…

‘What’s this?’

The tears just pooled but didn’t flow.

Her watery green eyes appeared even more vivid because of it.

Eyes that resembled his sister. Crodil’s stomach churned.

“Let him in.”

Shortly after, when the door opened and someone entered, Katarina’s eyes widened.

“You know who this is too. This is Sir Ailren, the captain of the Royal Knights.”

Crodil crossed his arms and spoke in a falsely gentle tone.

Like a kind uncle explaining things in detail to his very lacking niece.

Ailren was someone who had interfered with his affairs at every turn, but that was in the past.

‘As long as I can control the knights, Ailren has no choice but to obey.’

Because the honor of countless subordinate knights was at stake.

‘I should have done this from the start.’

Principled people are actually easier to handle.

You just need to change their principles!

That’s not all.

‘If he disobeys again this time, I have other cards to play. Cards that will destroy Ailren!’

Crodil closed his eyes and spoke leisurely.

“Sir Ailren is personally searching for the pendant you ‘lost,’ so he’ll return it soon. So don’t worry too much.”

“…What?”

“Isn’t that right, Sir Ailren? You’re faithfully following my orders, aren’t you?”

Ailren opened his mouth with his usual expressionless face.

“I am searching Ashen Street.”

“Yes, that’s right. It’s an order from this regent.”

Crodil, immersed in satisfaction, didn’t notice Katarina’s face turning pale at the mention of ‘Ashen Street.’

“After today passes, it’s an area that’ll close down one after another due to permit issues anyway. Take it easy, take it easy.”

Crodil patted Ailren’s shoulder halfheartedly and gestured with his chin.

“Just in case, search this room once more as well.”

As he was about to leave, he whispered theatrically.

“Ah, our Lina was joking that she might have just swallowed it… don’t take it literally and start swinging your sword.”

Crodil left with a snicker and the door closed.

“Haa, haa…”

Katarina clutched her chest.

After gasping for breath for a while, she asked urgently.

“That’s not it, right, Sir Ailren? You’re not following Uncle’s orders, are you? You’re the Knight Commander who swore to work for the imperial family…”

However, Ailren gave no answer.

Seeing his still expressionless face, Katarina slumped down.

Of all people, Ailren the Commander had stepped forward – finding the pendant was only a matter of time.

As she despaired, a quiet voice reached her.

“Yes. As you said, I am the Knight Commander who vowed to dedicate everything to the Empire.”

Ah.

Since Father the Emperor was away, did that mean he had no choice but to follow Crodil the regent?

However, Ailren’s words weren’t finished.

“I have sworn. To protect Presripe.”

Presripe.

Katarina looked down at the name engraved on her ring, ‘Katarina Presripe.’

“Rest easy, Your Highness Princess.”

Ailren, who put particular emphasis on ‘Your Highness,’ turned and left.

Left behind, Katarina blankly mulled over his words.

Ailren hadn’t searched the room as Crodil had said. Did that mean he wasn’t on Crodil’s side?

‘But…’

Ailren was a knight. He had no choice but to carry out his superior’s orders.

He would eventually find the pawnshop.

Moreover, he had said the street would be closing down.

“See you again.”

Then what would happen to that woman with violet eyes?

‘Either hand over the pendant to Ailren, or…’

The moment the image of the woman falling helplessly before Ailren’s raised sword came to mind.

Katarina, who had been biting her lips and fidgeting with her ring, turned her head.

What entered her sight was a pitch-black robe.

***

‘I need to send an urgent telegram to William. Tell him to hurry no matter how much extra I have to pay.’

Returning to the pawnshop, I was sending a telegram when I glanced outside.

‘The knights are already spread out everywhere…’

Knights in white clothing were loitering around.

It was nothing short of silent pressure that they’d drag anyone away immediately if they refused or caused a disturbance.

‘They said they couldn’t send people due to lack of manpower? Guess they have manpower for times like this?’

Grinding my teeth, I sent the telegram first.

‘There’s also a night auction tonight. I need to move quickly.’

It was when I had sent several telegrams in succession and was catching my breath.

“Oh, you’re here already?”

“Already?”

Alter, who had been standing at the doorway, walked over with a furrowed brow.

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