The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 165

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Chapter 165. Moonlit Conversation (2)

For a moment, I was speechless.

The sound of insects chirping from all directions felt distant.

“…Are you saying you’ll kill Ian Miller?”

Kaiden smiled faintly.

He tilted his head and asked me back.

“Isn’t this a perfect opportunity by any measure?”

A subjugation campaign where monsters run wild.

It wouldn’t be strange at all if someone suddenly lost their life.

“But judging by your expression.”

Kaiden continued while observing my complexion.

“You don’t seem too keen on it.”

“…How could that be.”

Ian was the enemy who murdered me.

I was planning to kill him with my own hands eventually anyway.

Just thinking of that bastard’s face made my fists clench automatically.

“However, I haven’t heard his reason yet.”

“Reason?”

I added in a calm voice.

“Yes. I haven’t yet discovered why he killed someone precious to me.”

The reason Ian killed me.

Before killing that bastard, I wanted to find out that reason no matter what.

“A reason.”

Kaiden’s expression was strange.

“I don’t understand why you’d be curious about such a thing.”

“Aren’t you curious, Your Highness?”

Surely Kaiden had also lost someone precious to Ian.

“The reason he killed someone precious to Your Highness.”

“I’m not curious.”

His answer was much more resolute than I expected.

“Why not?”

“Looking for a reason to kill means the same as wanting to find justification to forgive.”

Why was that?

The moment I heard Kaiden’s answer, heat rushed to my face.

It felt like being caught with a shameful secret I’d been hiding even from myself.

“I have no intention of forgiving that bastard.”

Kaiden smiled brightly, showing his teeth.

“Under any circumstances.”

I stood there dazed with my fists clenched tight.

Even though I was standing still on flat ground, it felt like the earth was swaying beneath my feet.

‘I am.’

The words Ian left me just before dying echoed in my head.

Those words telling me to think about why I had to die in that other world.

‘I just wanted to find an answer to that question.’

If someone I loved more than my own life suddenly stabbed me in the back, wouldn’t it be natural to want to know why?

‘But the truth is…’

If revenge was truly the priority, shouldn’t I have just killed Ian the first time I faced him?

When I met Ian in the Imperial Capital, he knew nothing about me and was completely off guard.

‘Was I looking for justification to forgive Ian?’

What would the reason matter in the end anyway?

All that mattered was the fact that I died by Ian’s hand.

If I hadn’t been able to come back to life like this, I would have just died a dog’s death.

‘Even though there was no reason for it.’

But when I opened my eyes in Rachel’s body, I had definitely resolved.

That I would never forgive Ian who killed me.

‘An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.’

Death for death.

There was the simplest and easiest method of revenge in the world.

‘Even so…’

There were many reasons why I didn’t kill Ian right away.

‘Because killing isn’t necessarily the best revenge.’

What if what he wanted was wealth and honor?

If he killed me for such things?

Then I thought the best revenge would be preventing Ian from ever getting what he wanted. Even now, that thought hadn’t changed.

“…Prince Kaiden.”

I looked up at Kaiden.

The young king had eyes that seemed to be trying to gauge my thoughts.

“I disagree with Your Highness’s thinking.”

“…Disagree?”

One of Kaiden’s eyebrows shot up.

“Why?”

“Because death seems like too light a punishment.”

Death meant everything was over.

Joy, happiness. Along with pain and sorrow too.

“I want him to suffer and agonize for a very long time.”

Death was an ending. A person’s complete conclusion.

There was no guarantee that Ian would die and be reborn borrowing someone else’s body like me.

I didn’t have the confidence to find such a bastard again and make him suffer.

So I wanted him to live and writhe in pain as much as I had.

For a very long time, painfully.

“Hmm.”

An indescribable gleam appeared in Kaiden’s eyes.

He seemed to like my answer but also looked somewhat displeased.

“I’m not particularly inclined to it.”

Kaiden eventually lifted one corner of his mouth.

“But following your method might not be bad either.”

He tapped his fingers several times on the sword hilt.

“Fine. I’ll postpone eliminating that bastard directly in this subjugation campaign.”

“Thank…”

I was about to say thank you but immediately closed my mouth.

It seemed like I was thanking him for not killing Ian.

“I’ve thought this from before.”

Fortunately, The King of Adamant didn’t seem inclined to scold me for not giving thanks.

“The more I see, the more interesting you remain.”

He was just looking at me with curious eyes.

“And quite peculiar.”

Look who’s talking.

I stared at Kaiden’s face and said bluntly.

“I think Your Highness probably hears that a lot too.”

“Which one? That I’m interesting? Or that I’m peculiar?”

“You mean peculiar.”

Kaiden seemed to ponder for a moment, then squinted one eye.

“Well. There might be those who think that way, but I’ve never seen anyone openly say such things in front of me.”

Of course not. Unless they were someone who had lost all sense of fear.

I looked up after scanning Kaiden’s intimidating physique.

Because I could feel his gaze scanning me as well.

‘What’s this.’

It wasn’t particularly unpleasant.

Unlike the gazes of other men that seemed to appraise my appearance, it was closer to the gaze of an owner who had to send an underdeveloped colt into a mounted tournament.

“Why do you ask?”

“Will you really be alright?”

“What do you mean?”

“What else. The subjugation campaign.”

Kaiden frowned as if he still couldn’t understand.

“I don’t know how much you’ve trained, but fighting monsters for days on end with that body…”

“I appreciate the concern, but I’ll really be fine.”

I turned my head, ignoring Kaiden’s gaze.

“I came thoroughly prepared.”

“Of course, knowing your personality, you naturally would have.”

Kaiden narrowed his eyes as if suddenly realizing something.

“But how do you produce a man’s voice? If you used magic or drugs, you wouldn’t be able to use your original voice in the middle like now.”

“I just imitate it on my own.”

“A man’s voice?”

The young king looked at me with surprised eyes.

“Where did you learn such a skill?”

“Didn’t you say you’d only ask one question?”

I thought we’d only discuss Ian’s punishment today and part ways cleanly.

“It seems that one question has been answered.”

“How about showing some flexibility?”

“I’m sorry, I have a rather principled personality.”

I wasn’t trying to be funny.

Kaiden burst into laughter again, finding something amusing.

“It can’t be helped. Our principled Brown…”

He stopped mid-sentence and looked at me.

“What should I call you?”

“Pardon?”

“Your name, I mean. Don’t tell me you’re using your real name here as is?”

Ah, right.

I hadn’t told Kaiden yet.

I shook my head and answered.

“No, how could that be?”

“Then what should I call you?”

I wondered if the King of Adamant would ever have occasion to call the 3rd Prince’s attendant by name.

But if he’s asking, I should tell him.

“It’s Kayl.”

I replied in an indifferent voice.

“Kayl Angella. I’ve told people around here that I’m a former mercenary, so just call me Kayl.”

A brief silence fell for reasons I couldn’t understand.

Kaiden was looking at me wordlessly.

His eyes held thoughts I couldn’t read.

‘Perhaps because it’s similar to the name Kayla?’

It was indeed a pseudonym derived from that name.

A completely different name might not register well in urgent situations.

‘But this is strange.’

He clearly holds resentment toward both the Breath of Angels and Ian.

So why doesn’t he show hostility even after hearing a name similar to Kayla?

‘Rather.’

I carefully observed Kaiden’s expression.

The emotion showing on his handsome face was closer to sadness than anger.

“…Kayl.”

Meanwhile, Kaiden broke the brief silence and muttered quietly like talking to himself.

“It’s quite a fitting name.”

“Is it?”

“At least it suits you better than Rachel.”

Whether that was praise or insult.

I was slightly displeased but didn’t show it.

“It’s gotten quite late.”

Watching someone’s sad face was not comfortable.

I looked at the gradually fading moon and changed the subject.

“I should retire for the night.”

Fortunately, Kaiden didn’t seem to want to continue the conversation either.

He also turned his head and agreed with my words.

“That would be best.”

“Did you bring a maid to attend your bedchamber?”

“No.”

“Then your sleep…”

“Don’t worry.”

Kaiden smiled slightly.

“I don’t sleep on battlefields.”

What? So he’s saying he won’t sleep throughout the entire subjugation campaign?

He can keep swinging his sword without sleeping?

‘Crazy bastard.’

I swallowed the words that were about to escape and bowed politely.

Just as Kaiden seemed about to leave, he suddenly called me.

“Ra, no, Kayl.”

“Yes, Prince Kaiden.”

The young king turned halfway back toward me.

“Tomorrow, I hope you stay safe.”

It was a phrase that somehow carried many meanings.

I quietly offered my greetings to Kaiden.

“You as well, Your Highness.”

When I raised my head again, Kaiden was gone.

Only the pressed marks in the grass where he had stood remained.

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