The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 270

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Chapter 270. Bloody Feast (7)

“Prince Edwin! Where are you!”

Catherine could only stomp her feet in place while holding Emilia in her arms.

She had clearly felt Edwin’s voice getting closer, but now she couldn’t even tell where he was.

“Ahhhhh! Move! Move!”

“Save meeeee!”

To make matters worse, the people who had been in the middle of the banquet hall kept crowding toward where the two of them were.

“Kyaah!”

Catherine was pushed by the crowd and fell over as if collapsing.

But even in the midst of this, she completely wrapped Emilia in her arms so the child wouldn’t get hurt.

“Princess Emilia, are you alright?”

“Ria is fine. What about brother? What about Edwin brother?”

Emilia asked back in a whisper-like small voice.

The child was also terrified, but seemed to have gained courage from having Catherine by her side.

“Prince Edwin is… His Highness must be nearby too. I’m sorry, because I fell…”

In the meantime, perhaps having adapted to the darkness, she could somewhat make out the shapes of objects.

‘Let’s go to a safer place.’

Catherine looked around with her eyes barely open. Fortunately, there weren’t many people near the wall. She readjusted her hold on Emilia and crawled on her knees toward the wall, crouching down.

“Princess Emilia, I’m going to touch you briefly.”

Catherine carefully felt the princess’s face and body with one hand.

Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any bumps or scratches.

“Your Highness, is there anywhere uncomfortable? Any place that hurts?”

“Mm-hmm, Ria is fine. But when I fell earlier, something got on Ria’s dress. Ria’s leg area is really wet.”

Perhaps the nobles had spilled some drinks while struggling with each other.

Catherine touched the hem of Emilia’s dress. As the child said, the edge was completely soaked.

“It looks like water or something got on it. It’s nothing…”

Wait, this isn’t water.

Catherine flinched at the fishy smell coming from her hand.

What was on the princess’s dress hem wasn’t a drink, but human blood.

“Catherine, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. It’s water, water.”

Catherine tried hard to make her voice sound bright.

She held Emilia tightly in both arms and looked around.

“Ahhhhh!”

“No! No!”

All around was filled with screams.

Though she had gotten used to the darkness, she couldn’t see her surroundings as clearly as a wild animal.

“Kugh!”

However, one thing she could tell was that people in the banquet hall were being killed by someone’s hand.

“Everyone escape!”

“Left! The entrance is on the left!”

Between the screams, she could even hear the sound of weapons clashing.

The knights were fighting the assailants who had attacked the banquet hall.

‘Prince Edwin? Where is Prince Edwin?’

Catherine looked around frantically.

But she couldn’t even see Edwin’s shadow.

‘What should I do? What should I do?’

Though she had been born as the eldest daughter of a poor family and experienced all sorts of hardships, Catherine was ultimately just an ordinary woman.

‘I have no power at all.’

Catherine bit her lips at the warmth of Emilia nestled in her arms.

Looking at the princess fidgeting in her arms without knowing anything, she suddenly felt like crying.

‘Of all times, I had to be the one left here! If only the caretaker had been here instead, she would have been helpful…’

In her head, she knew she should be looking for ways to escape rather than having useless thoughts, but her emotions wouldn’t cooperate.

‘I’m scared, what should I do? Even if something happens to me, if Princess Emilia and Prince Edwin suffer harm in a place like this…’

Only bad thoughts kept coming to mind.

She could only think that if the assailants who had invaded the banquet hall finally found her, she would have no choice but to die.

“Catherine!”

Just then, someone grabbed Catherine’s shoulder.

“Kyaaah! No! Go away! You demon!”

Catherine reflexively covered Emilia and lay flat on the floor.

“Don’t come! Don’t come near! If you come closer, I won’t let you get away with it!”

“Catherine! Catherine! Damn it, it’s me! It’s Philip!”

“Get lost, you… Philip, the Count?”

Catherine was trying to avoid the hand grabbing her when she slowly raised her head. The one who had approached her was none other than Philip, the vice-captain of the Gloria Knight Order.

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“Philip, the Count!”

“Are you safe? Princess Emilia too?”

“We’re safe! But Prince Edwin is nowhere to be seen…”

“Prince Edwin is here.”

Philip briefly showed Edwin’s face on his back.

Though it was too dark to see clearly, the prince was motionless as if he had fainted.

“We need to get out of here quickly. Follow me!”

“But if we escape by ourselves, what about the others?”

“The Empress and Prince Adrian escaped through the secret passage as soon as the chandelier fell.”

There was a secret passage in the banquet hall that only the royal family could use.

The passage was designed to connect directly to the rear gate of the Imperial Palace, allowing escape outside the Imperial Capital.

“That’s fortunate.”

She wanted to question why those two had escaped through the secret passage leaving Edwin and Emilia behind, but unfortunately there was no time for that.

“There’s no more time to delay. This way, quickly!”

Catherine followed Philip, who was pulling her wrist, out of the banquet hall and ran down the corridor.

Tap, tap, tap.

Thinking they had escaped was a mistake.

Catherine turned pale at the sound of footsteps following behind them.

“Ph-Philip, the Count, someone’s chasing us!”

“They’re assassins.”

“What? Assassins?”

Assassins suddenly appearing at the Crown Prince’s investiture ceremony.

Catherine shouted while running breathlessly.

“My goodness, th-then they came to assassinate the Crown Prince? Who on earth would do such a thing…”

“It must be the work of those who hate seeing Prince Adrian ascend to the Crown Prince position.”

“Heavens, even so, to involve so many people like this…”

“It seems Prince Adrian isn’t their only target. The assassins attacked Prince Edwin too.”

“What? Then is Prince Edwin injured? Where? How serious is it?”

She had only thought he had fainted.

If he had lost consciousness from an injury, it meant the wound was more serious than expected.

“How could such a thing happen…”

As Catherine sobbed, Philip continued calmly.

“Catherine, can you escape with Prince Edwin and Princess Emilia?”

Catherine looked at the back of Philip’s head as he continued running while holding her wrist.

“At this rate, they’ll catch up to us. But I can’t fight while carrying Prince Edwin on my back.”

“Th, that’s….”

Catherine was troubled.

If it had been the old Edwin, he could have easily carried them both and escaped.

But the current Edwin was too heavy to carry along with Emilia.

“If I try to escort both of you by myself, we’ll be caught immediately….”

“I see. That would be the case.”

“Wh, what should we do?”

Philip seemed to catch his breath for a moment, then suddenly stopped walking.

“Lord Philip?”

“Please take Their Highnesses and retreat to the back.”

He handed Edwin over to Catherine and slowly turned around.

The pursuing assassins also slowed down when he stopped and began to assess the situation.

“Until I defeat all of them.”

Philip’s eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

“Never step forward.”

“But Lord Philip, you can’t handle this alone! There are four enemies!”

“No, there are five.”

As soon as Philip finished speaking, another masked person dropped down from the ceiling.

“Hand over the 3rd Prince and the 1st Princess.”

They warned in low voices.

“Then we’ll spare the lives of you irrelevant ones.”

“I don’t trust the words of assassins.”

Philip pointed his sword forward and took a battle stance.

“The words of those who calculate human lives in terms of money.”

“How amusing, does being a knight make you think you’re any different?”

One of the masked men openly mocked Philip’s words.

“We’re both killing people to make a living, but you hypocrites act as if you’ve gained some noble honor just because you received a title.”

“You talk too much.”

Philip tilted his chin with an indifferent expression.

“If you want to take what you desire, defeat me first, you human butchers.”

The provocation seemed to work effectively.

The masked men rushed at him from all directions as soon as Philip finished speaking.

Clang, clank, claang!

The corridor walls, ceiling, windows.

The assassins used everything around them as footholds to attack Philip.

“Not bad! Well, you are the vice-captain of the Gloria Knight Order, so you should be able to do at least that much!”

Daggers and throwing knives flew in unpredictable trajectories.

But Philip succeeded in blocking all those attacks with just one sword.

“Die!”

“Shut up!”

Philip grabbed the head of an assassin charging from the left and kicked the abdomen of an assassin flying in from the right with all his might.

“Haha, interesting! But let’s see how long you can hold out!”

As the fight continued, it was Philip who was gradually being pushed back.

No matter how excellent a knight might be, he couldn’t continue to withstand the continuous attacks of skilled assassins in a narrow space.

“Urgh!”

At the end of the prolonged exchange, Philip’s concentration wavered.

One assassin quickly rushed toward that opening.

“This is the end!”

The moment Philip hesitated as he saw the dagger flying toward his heart.

Crash.

With the sound of a window breaking, someone flew in from outside like a bird.

The unidentified figure kicked the head of the assassin attacking Philip, slamming him into the wall, then landed lightly.

“Care….”

Meanwhile, Catherine’s complexion brightened noticeably upon seeing the suddenly appeared figure.

“Caretaker!”

Standing against the moonlight through the broken window was none other than the 3rd Prince’s caretaker, Rachel Brown.

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