The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 180

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Chapter 180. Inside the Encampment (1)

“I didn’t expect you to come looking for me on your own.”

Kaiden picked up a couple of logs and threw them into the campfire burning in the middle of the encampment.

The flames that swallowed the wood chunks blazed fiercely for a moment.

“What about your escort duties?”

“…Prince Edwin has decided to stay at Prince the First’s encampment. Count Philip is providing his escort.”

“You had something to rely on.”

“Then why is Your Highness here alone without any escort?”

In front of Kaiden’s encampment, there was neither the usual Count Oliver nor the mage Aurel.

“I asked them to leave. I wanted to rest comfortably alone.”

He shrugged one shoulder as if it didn’t matter.

“I won’t be sleeping anyway, so there’s no particular need for an escort.”

Even so, that’s going too far.

This was supposedly a king’s bedchamber, yet there was no one guarding the entrance.

“So.”

Kaiden smiled slightly and sat down on the cot.

At that moment, a very shallow crack appeared in his handsome brow.

Judging by his strangely hunched back and waist, it seemed he hadn’t properly treated the injuries he sustained during the day.

“What business brings you to see me?”

The reason I had come all the way here was clear.

‘That bastard’s wounds are bothering me.’

He had been injured while protecting Edwin and me.

It was natural to feel something like guilt mixed with responsibility.

“Your expression seems to be getting more serious.”

Kaiden rested his arms on both knees as he studied my face.

“Is it perhaps something serious?”

“…Why haven’t you treated your wounds?”

I regretted the words the moment I spoke them.

I wondered if I was being unnecessarily meddlesome. But I quickly changed my mind.

I simply disliked feeling indebted to Kaiden, and my heart felt heavy thinking he was injured because of Edwin and me.

“What will you do if the wounds become infected? The subjugation campaign doesn’t end today, does it?”

Literally speaking, Kaiden was the main fighting force of the subjugation campaign.

If such a person’s injuries were left untreated, there was no telling what damage might result later.

So this wasn’t unnecessary meddling, but insurance for the future.

“What?”

Meanwhile, Kaiden remained still with his mouth agape at my words.

He might make such an expression if an apple suddenly fell on his head while walking.

“How can someone who keeps a mage as an aide neglect their wounds? Healing magic would cure them quickly.”

Silence flowed through the encampment.

Kaiden just stared at me blankly.

Meanwhile, it seemed rain had started falling again as I could hear the sound of raindrops.

“…So what you’re saying now is.”

How much time had passed?

Kaiden slowly began to speak.

“You came here because you’re worried about me?”

The word ‘worried’ sounded too personal.

But there was no other expression to replace that word.

I listened to the sound of rain outside and answered roughly.

“Yes, well, let’s go with that.”

Silence flowed once again.

Kaiden stared at me intently, then tapped his knee with his finger.

“…Healing magic doesn’t work well on me.”

He turned his gaze to the campfire blazing brightly in one corner.

“I received too much healing magic when I was young, so I suppose I developed a kind of resistance to it.”

“Then at least from a cleric…”

I couldn’t finish my sentence.

I thought that even if it was the same healing magic, the divine power type might be somewhat different.

But even so, I realized this wasn’t the time to immediately call a cleric for treatment.

‘What trust can I place in those who created and released variant monsters?’

It was even questionable whether those who did such things could be called clerics.

“Rachel Brown Lordling.”

There were only two of us in the encampment, and no presence of others could be felt nearby. Kaiden called my real name as if he knew this fact well.

“I appreciate the concern, but I’m fine.”

“What do you mean fine? You can’t even straighten your back properly.”

“Oh my, was I found out?”

Kaiden joked at my observation.

He grabbed one side of his ribs and smiled wryly.

“But I’m really fine. This level of wound will heal in just two days even if left alone. It doesn’t hinder my immediate movement either.”

“Have you at least informed your aides about the wounds?”

“Of course not. I especially can’t tell them.”

Kaiden added with a smiling face.

“A ruler must always show a perfect appearance.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he straightened his back.

With a face that looked completely unbothered.

“Especially in a situation like this, showing weakness would be very troublesome.”

It wasn’t that I couldn’t understand.

If a king showed weakness by being injured in a subjugation campaign alongside the Imperial Army, there was no telling what rumors might spread.

‘Even so. He’s more stubborn than he looks, this bastard.’

Didn’t he know that even if there were no immediate problems with movement, it still wasn’t okay?

A person could die from even the smallest scratch if it became infected.

“Unnecessary stubbornness will get you killed early.”

“That won’t happen. I’ve lived my whole life being stubborn and survived just fine.”

“You’ve just been extremely lucky until now.”

The verbal sparring should end here.

I rummaged through my bag while ignoring Kaiden’s intense gaze.

“This is an ointment that works well on wounds made by monsters. I’ll also leave bandages and clean cloth, so you can handle the treatment yourself…”

“By myself?”

Kaiden sat on the bed looking up at me quietly.

His usually fierce eyes, like those of a monster, held a surprisingly pitiful light.

“You should be able to do it yourself. It’s not that difficult. Well then, I’ll be going…”

I tried to turn around without hesitation, but one of my sleeves wouldn’t budge as if it were caught on something.

“…What is it?”

Kaiden was gently holding my hem with two fingers.

“I’d like you to do it.”

“Do what?”

“The treatment.”

“If you don’t know how, I’ll teach you. After that, you can follow along by yourself…”

Before I could finish speaking.

Kaiden suddenly bent his waist and made a pained sound.

“Ow ow ow, it hurts so much I can’t even sit up straight.”

“…What are you doing right now?”

At my question, he rolled his eyes for a moment before smiling mischievously.

“Acting pitiful.”

Kaiden gently swayed the edge of my sleeve that he was holding with his fingertips from side to side.

“Are you still going to just leave like this?”

“You said it didn’t hurt before.”

“I never said it didn’t hurt. I just said it would take two whole days to heal if left alone.”

When before he said it would heal in ‘only’ two days.

Look at him changing his words to suit himself.

“If you came running because you were worried about me, you should take care of me too.”

That terrifyingly handsome face could actually look pitiful.

Looking at Kaiden in front of me, that’s what I thought.

‘Why am I suddenly thinking of Edwin?’

The way he grabbed onto my clothes and hung on, the way he looked up at me with eyes larger than I’d expected—everything reminded me of Edwin.

“…Just this once.”

I swallowed a sigh and picked up the ointment and bandages.

“I’m Prince Edwin’s caretaker, not anyone else’s caretaker.”

“Right now I’m your escort, so it doesn’t matter, does it?”

“…Fine, so let go of this. You need to let go of my arm so I can treat you.”

Only then did Kaiden release my sleeve with a satisfied expression.

“First, I need to see the wound. Your clothes…”

Before I could even finish speaking.

Kaiden lightly removed and tossed aside the shirt he was wearing.

‘So this is the continent’s greatest knight.’

It was such a magnificent physique that I couldn’t even gauge how much he must have trained.

Enough to be momentarily stunned.

‘He looks exactly like a statue of a god, not a person.’

The thick muscles attached to his large, solid frame formed a beautiful harmony that was neither excessive nor lacking.

If I had to find fault, it would be the countless scars visible on his tanned skin.

“Brown Lordling.”

Kaiden leaned back against the bed and looked up at me.

“I’m confused, so could you tell me whether you’re looking at my wounds or looking at my body?”

“…Of course it’s the wounds. What are you talking about?”

“Your answer was a beat slow.”

“You’re mistaken.”

I plopped down heavily beside Kaiden.

As the weight of two people settled on it, the makeshift bed creaked.

“…This could have been serious if left alone.”

I frowned as I looked at the wound on Kaiden’s side.

Even though it was just a light scratch from claws, the area around the wound had turned black.

Perhaps the pain was finally setting in, as Kaiden wrinkled his nose every time I applied the ointment.

“Look at this. There are poison marks, aren’t there? This would have been serious if left alone.”

“Ah, no wonder it was stinging.”

“That’s not funny.”

“How unfortunate.”

The ointment Seiji made also contained components that could detoxify monster poison.

Since monster poisons generally had similar compositions, it would probably be effective.

“Brown Lordling.”

While I was concentrating on applying the ointment, Kaiden suddenly spoke to me.

“Yes.”

“I have something I’m curious about.”

An utterly unbelievable question popped out of his mouth.

“Do you have any thoughts of marriage, Lordling?”

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