The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 119

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Chapter 119. Her Children (2)

“I’m sorry.”

Edwin placed one hand on the gravestone and forced a smile.

“A lot has happened during this time.”

Edwin began rambling on like that for quite a while.

From very trivial daily stories to the story of how the former head maid was driven out, the story about Catherine who became the head maid in her place, the story of going to the plague village and facing a monster for the first time, the story of taking Seiji as his master, the story of receiving training at the Gloria Knight Order, the story of winning the hunting competition and his activities at the founding festival.

“…There were many difficult times, but there were also lots of happy times. It’s all thanks to Emma. Emma made a wish for me.”

Edwin looked at the name carved on the gravestone and smiled brightly.

“I’m really happy. Thank you, Emma.”

Why did he look like he was crying even though he was smiling?

“Oh, and there’s someone I want to introduce.”

Edwin suddenly pointed at me with his hand.

“This is Rachel Brown, my new caretaker. She came in as Emma’s replacement, and her personality is strange and she speaks coldly, and she doesn’t resemble Emma at all, but…”

The boy glanced at me and continued in a small but clear voice.

“She’s a really good person. So I wanted to introduce her to Emma someday.”

I lowered my eyes at Edwin’s words.

Unlike when I thought of Ian, the center of my chest felt stuffy.

It felt exactly like my heart had been submerged in deep, cold water.

“Neitche, why is brother acting like that? Why does he keep talking to the stone?”

Meanwhile, Emilia found Edwin talking to himself strange.

The girl frowned as she looked at her brother.

“And brother, that’s not Emma. Why do you keep calling the stone Emma?”

Edwin slowly rose from his spot at his sister’s words.

The boy quickly wiped his face with his sleeve and smiled brightly.

“It’s like a letter to Emma. If I speak to this stone, Emma can hear it.”

“Whaaaat? Really?”

“Yes, so if Ria has something she wants to say to Emma, go ahead.”

“I want to! I want to!”

Emilia stamped her feet and came down from my arms to stick closely to the gravestone.

“Emma, I miss you! When are you coming! Come quickly and play with Ria!”

The girl seemed to think Emma was inside the gravestone.

“Come quickly and let’s all play together! Playing hide-and-seek with Ria and brother and Neitche and Catherine and grandpa would be so much fun! And Ria made a friend too! His Majesty the King! Let’s play with His Majesty too! Got it!”

Emilia struck the gravestone with her small hand as if hitting someone’s shoulder.

“Brother, did Emma hear Ria’s words well? What if Emma can’t hear Ria’s words…”

Emilia, who turned her head toward Edwin, made a surprised expression.

“Brother? Are you crying?”

“…No, I’m not crying.”

Edwin shook his head with his head deeply bowed.

Emilia stuck her head under Edwin’s face and frowned.

“But you are! You’re crying! Why are you crying? Did Ria say something sad?”

“No, no. Really, no.”

“But why…”

Poof.

Emilia stopped speaking and raised her head.

Edwin also turned his tear-stained face to the side.

“Greetings, Mrs. Conrad.”

I spoke while embracing both royal siblings’ shoulders with my arms.

“It’s an honor to meet you for the first time. I am Rachel Brown, the caretaker of His Highness the Prince and Her Highness the Princess.”

Actually, it wasn’t the first time.

I was the person who knew the woman sleeping beneath this gravestone better than anyone.

But since this was the first time meeting as ‘Rachel Brown’ rather than Kayla, it wasn’t exactly a lie.

“I heard that you wished for Their Highnesses’ happiness.”

You wouldn’t know.

That the wish contained in the bracelet I gave you eventually came full circle back to me.

“…Just as you wished, I too will strive for Their Highnesses’ happiness.”

Yes, I could do anything.

For you who taught an orphan who didn’t even know her parents’ faces what human affection was.

For you who still looked at me with loving eyes even when I made killing people my profession.

‘Though I don’t understand why you left me with lies.’

I recalled the day Emma left, telling me never to look for her again.

‘Still, you were my only family.’

It was Emma who planted the belief that one could become family even without blood ties.

Though because of that belief, I made the hasty judgment that Ian and I could also become family.

‘But that’s not your fault.’

How could I blame the only one who gave me unconditional love?

Thanks to that, I was able to maintain at least a thin veneer of humanity even while working as an assassin.

‘Though some called it hypocrisy.’

There were those who asked how I could love people while killing them for a living.

How I could cherish people when I knew human life was worth less than a fly’s.

My answer to that was always decided.

‘Because of that, they’re precious, and because of that, I have no choice but to love them.’

Only humans, despite having lives worth less than flies, could give unconditional love enough to sacrifice their lives for others.

At least that’s what I knew.

“So please don’t worry too much.”

I said while tightly embracing the two children in my arms.

Toward the letters spelling Emma carved on the gravestone.

“This Rachel Brown will fulfill her responsibility as a caretaker.”

Perhaps this second life wasn’t just an opportunity for revenge, but an opportunity to stand proudly before you.

‘If the day comes when we meet again.’

That I didn’t kill people, but protected the children you left behind.

That I could lift my face proudly before you and say it with a smile.

“Hey, this is suffocating! Let go and talk! Why are you suddenly hugging us and making a fuss…”

“Mmm, Ria likes it! Ria likes it when Neitche hugs her!”

I looked down at Edwin squirming as if frustrated in my arms and the simply cheerful Emilia, and smiled.

The midday sunlight was blindingly brilliant, and the two children’s body temperature was excessively warm.

So much so that I could forget the fact that we were in a graveyard.

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“Hmm?”

Was it because I was tired from visiting the temple?

After putting the prince and princess to bed early and returning to my room, I immediately frowned.

A faint light was seeping out from under the bed.

‘I hid the communication orb I received from the King of Adamant down there.’

I quickly locked the door and pulled out the orb from under the bed.

The orb was emitting a faint light and vibrating gently.

‘I’m sure each communication orb had a different way of operating.’

After pondering for a while, I thoughtlessly tapped the orb with my finger.

Then a translucent window appeared above the orb.

[It’s been a while, Rachel Brown Lordling.]

Beyond the window sat a man with a familiar face.

The man with jet-black hair and golden eyes that made it impossible to know what he was thinking, Kaiden Ram, waved his hand with a sly expression.

[How have you been?]

It’s not like he’d actually be curious about my well-being.

I nodded slightly with an expressionless face.

“I greet Your Majesty Kaiden.”

[I don’t particularly like such stiff greetings.]

“…Have you been well too, Your Majesty?”

[Good reflexes.]

Kaiden smiled slightly and rested his chin on his hand.

[I’ve been well. As usual.]

For the founding king of Adamant, he could be worked to death and it wouldn’t be strange, yet he says he’s been well.

Well, if you can hunt monsters every day and still be alive and well, I suppose that counts as doing fine.

“That’s fortunate. But what’s the reason for suddenly contacting me?”

[Oh my, are we the type who need a reason to contact each other?]

“We’re even less the type to contact each other without reason.”

What reason would a king of a nation and a prince’s caretaker have to contact each other without any purpose?

It’s not like we’re lovers secretly dating.

[How disappointing.]

“If you wanted to test whether the orb works properly, it seems to work fine, so you can hang up now…”

[Listen here, Brown Lordling.]

Then Kaiden asked me with a displeased expression.

[Do you know roughly how far the distance is between the kingdom and the empire?]

“I understand it takes about two weeks on horseback.”

[That’s when riding at full speed. It’s quite a considerable distance, isn’t it?]

It certainly is a long distance.

Instead of answering, I waited for Kaiden’s words.

[Then you can roughly estimate how much magical power is needed to communicate across such a distance, right?]

“…I suppose.”

[It takes the magical power of five mages to operate that communication orb you have once. But wouldn’t it be a waste to end the communication so quickly?]

That’s strange, shouldn’t we hang up quickly to save money?

When I frowned silently, Kaiden crossed his arms.

A subtle irritation had settled on his handsome face.

[And the reason I contacted you first was because you showed absolutely no signs of contacting me first.]

Was I supposed to contact him first?

But I haven’t gathered any substantial information about the organization yet.

‘I don’t understand.’

Watching Kaiden with his still sulky expression made me want to sigh.

I couldn’t fathom why the King of Adamant was getting irritated.

“I apologize. I haven’t been able to find proper evidence of which figures in the imperial court are directly related to the Breath of Angels.”

I offered an honest apology, but Kaiden’s reaction was lukewarm.

He looked at me with a sullen expression before slowly opening his mouth.

[…Brown Lordling.]

Kaiden continued in a serious voice.

[Do you often get told that you’re oblivious?]

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