The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 251

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Chapter 251. The Crimson Reaper (3)

“Sometimes I feel like adults are deceiving me.”

Pretending to dislike what they like, pretending to like what they dislike.

Pretending not to know when they know everything, pretending to know everything when they know nothing.

Everyone acts transparently as if they have nothing to hide, but it’s impossible to know what lies beneath.

“That aspect is so confusing.”

Edwin unconsciously thought of Rachel.

Among all the adults he had met, she was the warmest and most caring, yet he couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.

‘She promised to always stay by my side.’

Rachel seemed to keep her promise with him, yet repeatedly broke it.

Didn’t she leave again this time, saying she was going down to her hometown?

‘She clearly said before that she wasn’t close with her family, so I don’t understand why she’s staying in her hometown for so long.’

When he asked about her reason for going to her hometown, Rachel gave a vague response.

It might have been a difficult reason to answer, but given her personality, if that were the case, she would have openly said it was difficult to answer.

‘Then she must have lied to me.’

Rachel had definitely gone out before, saying she was going to visit her hometown.

He hadn’t known at all back then, but now that his mind had grown a little, he realized he could find out about her destination if he put his mind to it.

‘Brown County is definitely in the eastern part of the Empire, but the destination written on her vacation request was a western port town of the Empire.’

He had guessed that perhaps she had visited the temple where she stayed before being adopted.

However, all the port towns located in the western part of the Empire were too small to have a Leon Temple.

‘Why did she lie to me?’

He thought they shared everything with each other.

Edwin’s eyebrows drooped downward.

“Tsk tsk, you don’t know anything. You don’t know anything.”

Just then, Saylus clicked his tongue.

“That confusing point you’re talking about is exactly the most interesting part that humans possess.”

He knew it, but this was really a strange person.

No, he was suspicious whether this person was even human to begin with.

Edwin glanced sideways at Saylus.

“…Are you perhaps a pervert?”

“A pervert, how rude! Are you really a prince? Why are you so impolite?”

“You’re not exactly being polite to me either.”

“Ahem, anyway!”

Saylus waved his hand lightly at Edwin’s words.

“The world is originally full of contradictions. Among them, the most contradictory existence is humans. That’s why they’re interesting just to watch.”

It was a claim that was hard for the young prince to relate to.

Edwin raised his eyebrows and frowned.

“Why on earth is that kind of thing interesting?”

“Because there’s no entertainment as stimulating as the narrative created by human contradictions.”

“Other people’s misfortune is entertainment?”

“Your thinking is shallow, little one.”

Saylus chuckled at the young prince’s reproachful tone.

“Contradictions torment people. But that doesn’t mean they only bring unhappiness.”

“Isn’t being tormented the same as being unhappy?”

“That depends on how you think about it.”

The mage looked at the young prince and asked.

“You said you receive training from the Knights, little one.”

“That’s right.”

“Is training difficult?”

“Of course it is. Do you know how much Philip has increased the training intensity lately? I almost died and came back to life today.”

“Yes, it must have been very painful.”

“You call that…”

“Then are you unhappy when you receive training from the Knights?”

Are you unhappy when receiving training from the Knights?

Edwin couldn’t answer without hesitation and blinked his eyes.

‘Am I unhappy?’

It was true that every time he received training, his breath would rise to his chin and it was painful.

But he had never once thought of it as unhappy.

‘Rather, I think I was more unhappy when I couldn’t do anything.’

Edwin recalled the time when he couldn’t dare take a single step outside the 3rd Prince’s Palace.

‘Back then, I thought that if I didn’t say anything and didn’t take any action, nothing painful would happen.’

But it was a misjudgment.

Not doing anything didn’t mean he wasn’t suffering.

‘Actually, I was unhappy every single day back then.’

Rather, it seemed like he thought about being happy much more these days when he faced monsters, consumed poison, repeated harsh training, held a sword, and went out to fight in subjugation campaigns.

“Humans find happiness in pain and suffer unhappiness in joy.”

Saylus closed his eyes and elegantly raised both hands.

“Humans, human life, and this world are all full of contradictions. That’s what makes them more interesting and beautiful.”

He waved his hands in the air like someone conducting music.

“What mages love most in the world are contradictions. More precisely, they’re perverts who enjoy the process itself of finding ways to solve unsolvable contradictions.”

It was a way of thinking that seemed understandable yet was utterly difficult to comprehend.

Edwin unconsciously turned his head to look at Saylus.

“We humans are all unsolvable puzzles, contradictions themselves. And…”

Saylus smiled brightly with his beautiful face.

“Among the humans I’ve met, the most interesting puzzle was The Crimson Reaper.”

A human who was an assassin yet abhorred killing more than anyone.

Yet a human who punished herself, believing she shouldn’t return to an ordinary life since she had already committed murder.

A strange human who hated illogical reasoning the most, yet didn’t consider personal interests when saving others.

“It was my first time meeting a human who was so strong, yet so fragile.”

* * *

Crash.

A window in the long manor corridor shattered.

Assassins in black clothes fell out through the broken window.

“Haha, not bad?”

I gasped for breath and wiped away my nosebleed with the back of my hand.

I thought I had dodged, but it seemed one of their punches had grazed me.

“But it looks like you still have the luxury to maintain that pathetic hypocrisy?”

The assassin who had been picking a fight with me since the study still had an unpleasant expression.

“There’s no way to escape from here without killing us.”

“…That’s something I’ll have to find out by trying.”

I gave a sarcastic smile to the sneering assassin.

Though he probably couldn’t see it since we were both wearing masks.

“And it looks like half of you guys are already incapacitated?”

The corridor of Molton Count’s Manor was in complete chaos.

The bloodied bodies of assassins were scattered here and there like decorations. They were all still breathing but unconscious.

“But you haven’t been able to move a single step from here either, have you?”

The assassin gripped his dagger tighter and glared at me.

“I really don’t understand how you managed to be an assassin with such a weak mentality.”

“…I used to hear similar words quite often in the old days.”

“Oh, really? Then why didn’t you quit?”

“Well. Because I’m much stronger than those guys who say such things?”

I put strength into my toes and leaped forward.

The assassin blocking the corridor and the others guarding behind him looked up at me with surprised eyes.

“I’ve delayed too much time.”

My body floating in the air felt excessively light.

The amount of blood flowing from the wounds on my body might have been considerable. But my consciousness was clear, so it didn’t matter.

“Well then, I’ll be going.”

A transparent thread drawn out with mana attached to my dagger.

The dagger that left my hand swam through the air as if it had a will of its own, slashing at the enemies’ vital points.

“Aaaaah!”

“Kugh! Ma, is it magic?”

I had tried not to use this method.

‘Can’t help it. If I drag out time like this, I’ll be at a disadvantage.’

When facing multiple opponents in an enclosed space, the side with fewer numbers was inevitably at a disadvantage both physically and strategically.

I landed behind the falling assassins and threw my body straight out through the broken window.

“Catch him! Catch him!”

“We can’t let him escape!”

I heard shouting voices chasing me from behind, but I ignored them.

I gritted my teeth and ran through the thicket in the darkness.

Toward the place I absolutely had to return to.

* * *

“As expected, you were right.”

Molten Count’s Villa Annex Rooftop.

The Shadow standing on the roof slowly raised his body.

“You were right.”

Ian reached out his hand toward the fleeing Rachel.

He smiled as he made a gesture of catching Rachel’s gradually shrinking figure with his index finger.

“Rachel Brown.”

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