The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 273

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Chapter 273. Bloody Feast (10)

“Damn it!”

One of the Imperial Capital mages cursed at the top of his lungs.

“It’s ruined! The magic stones in the magic circle are destroyed and the positions are destroyed too, so we can’t restore it!”

“This side seems impossible to repair as well!”

The other mages checked the magic circles scattered throughout the fortress walls and shook their heads.

“Captain!”

A knight who heard the mages’ words shouted toward Jerome.

“They say the defensive magic circles are completely destroyed and will be difficult to restore! What should we do!”

Jerome struck down two assassins charging at him upon hearing the knight’s words and shouted back.

“Difficult or not, you have to do it! Isn’t that why you work for the Imperial Capital and get paid!”

“Th-that’s true, but…”

The five mages who followed Jerome stamped their feet anxiously.

“To restart the magic circles, we need magic stones, and if we don’t have magic stones, we need to draw in magical power…”

“Right now we have no magic stones, and no time to carve new magic circles…”

Whoosh, thud.

The mages stopped making excuses among themselves and cowered.

The corpse of an assassin dressed in black clothing had rolled down at the mages’ feet.

“How are we supposed to restore anything in this situation!”

“If we mess up while carving magic circles, we’ll die!”

The mages weren’t accustomed to battlefields where daggers flew from all directions and blood splattered everywhere. Even when they went to battlefields, they always only provided support from the rear or treated the wounded, so it couldn’t be helped.

“Wh-what should we do, senior?”

“The magic stones are completely shattered, and all the places to draw magic circles are destroyed too.”

The most experienced mage frowned at his juniors’ words.

He chewed on his trembling fingertips and muttered to himself.

“Damn it, if only we could draw in external magical power, but that’s not possible in this situation…”

Wait, why can’t we draw in external magical power?

The mage hurriedly looked around.

‘That’s why!’

Even though the magic stones and magic circles were all destroyed, he had been wondering why the flow of magical power hadn’t disappeared but felt chaotically scattered.

“All mages, find the device blocking external magical power! Use detection magic!”

“A magical power blocking device? There’s such a thing?”

The confusion from the sudden order was brief.

While Jerome and the knights bought time, the mages quickly began searching the surroundings.

“Found one!”

“Here too!”

“There are many on the fortress wall in the opposite direction from here as well!”

The mages tried to cast magic to remove the blocking devices.

Then the assassins all rushed toward the mages at once.

“Block them!”

“Where do you think you’re going!”

But Jerome and the knights weren’t going to just watch.

The knights and assassins formed a tense standoff.

“Hurry! Rush! We need to quickly eliminate the devices and request external support!”

While the Empire’s knights bought time.

The mages destroyed the nearby blocking devices and began hurrying toward the opposite fortress wall to eliminate the rest.

“But will this really work?”

Then one mage shouted while running.

“What do you mean?”

“It seemed like there were soldiers outside the castle, right? All the other nobles are remaining in the banquet hall. Even if we request support, who will come…”

“Just do it anyway!”

A fellow mage running alongside shouted while blocking a dagger flying at his back with magic.

“Do something! If you want to live! If we can request support, someone will come and help!”

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Edwin slowly lifted his eyelids.

He felt his body swaying and heard surrounding noise faintly.

“Prince Edwin…! The physician…”

“Lord Seiji…”

“I am… The Caretaker…”

At first it seemed like one voice, then it separated into the voices of familiar people.

“Brother! Brotherrr!”

“…Emilia?”

The moment his vision became clear, the first thing that entered his sight was Emilia.

His only sister’s round face was swollen from crying so much.

“Brother! Brother woke up! Brother woke up!”

“Prince Edwin!”

When he raised his head, he could see Catherine’s face too.

Her expression was strange, crying tears while smiling.

“Dear God. Thank you, thank you! Prince Edwin, you’ve awakened, I’m so glad you’ve awakened…”

She kept stroking Edwin’s head, which was resting on her lap, while murmuring. Beside her sat Seiji with a wet face as if he had washed it.

“See! I said he would wake up! I said it was just a minor wound!”

Edwin turned his head while listening to the two people’s words.

Not far away, he could also see Philip, the Vice-Captain of the Gloria Knights, and the maids working at the Prince’s Palace.

“Good thing you came to your senses, kid.”

And there was also one mage smiling annoyingly.

“…Saylus?”

“You can pronounce my name properly now? How admirable.”

Saylus pointed at Edwin’s abdomen with his fingertip.

“If I had been just a little later, you would have died from excessive bleeding due to poisoning? You almost made me get scolded by my dear too?”

Edwin looked down at his stomach.

The wound that had clearly been made by a blade had disappeared without a trace.

The hot, tearing pain inside his body was no longer felt either.

“How can you call it a minor wound when there was so much blood!”

“Oh, really! The wound itself wasn’t that deep! Even without that pale guy’s magic, it could have been treated with herbs!”

Meanwhile, Seiji and Catherine raised their voices at each other in an unexpected argument.

“The poison that kid was hit with was more dangerous than the bleeding! Good grief, it’s fortunate he had built up resistance to poison beforehand, otherwise he would have died from the poison before excessive bleeding!”

Resistance to poison.

Edwin repeated his master’s words in his head and thought of one person.

“Saylus.”

“Hmm?”

“Ra, chel?”

He had only said the name, but suddenly everyone fell silent.

Saylus also withdrew his playful smile and just stared somewhere expressionlessly.

“Catherine.”

Edwin called Catherine instead of Saylus, who didn’t answer.

“Where is Rachel…”

“Well, The Caretaker is, The Caretaker is…”

Catherine avoided his gaze and trailed off.

Then Emilia added in a small voice.

“Brother, Rachel is gone.”

Where? Where to?

Edwin tried to get up at Emilia’s words.

“Your Highness, you still shouldn’t move…”

The prince brushed away Catherine’s restraining hand.

At that very moment, memories from before losing consciousness flashed through his mind.

It was Rachel’s back as she faced off against the assassins in the banquet hall corridor.

“…Tell me.”

“Prince Edwin.”

“Rachel, where did she go?”

It was then that Edwin grabbed Saylus’s sleeve.

“If you knew where she went, would you follow her?”

Philip, who had approached nearby, posed the question.

His expression was frozen much colder and harder than usual.

“Philip, the Count, do you know where Rachel went…”

“Abandon that woman.”

It felt like being struck in the back of the head.

Edwin’s eyes widened as he looked up at Philip.

“What do you mean…”

“That woman is not an ordinary woman.”

It was an obvious statement.

Rachel had never been ordinary for even a single moment from when they first met until now.

“That woman is.”

Philip looked at Edwin’s confused face and coldly added one more thing.

“An assassin.”

The flames that had been burning everywhere had long since died down.

Edwin, sitting in the noisy darkness, muttered blankly.

“…An assassin?”

“Yes, that woman is an assassin.”

Philip glanced once at Catherine’s devastated face and continued without hesitation.

“Not just any assassin. She’s the same person as Kayla Angel, the captain of ‘Breath of the Angel,’ the strongest assassin group that once dominated the continent.”

Throughout Philip’s words, Edwin just sat there blankly like someone dreaming.

“Perhaps she became Prince Edwin and Princess Emilia’s caretaker for some other scheme. She’s absolutely someone you must not get close to.”

He shouldn’t get close to Rachel? Because she’s an assassin?

Edwin slowly raised his head while holding Emilia with one arm.

“So what if she is?”

“…Excuse me?”

Philip stopped mid-sentence and frowned.

Edwin’s eyes, which had been half-dazed, were glowing bright blue.

“Rachel is mine and Emilia’s caretaker. Whether she’s an assassin or whatever, right now she’s my caretaker.”

Right, she wasn’t just an ordinary caretaker.

If she had been an ordinary caretaker, she couldn’t have brought a worthless prince and princess this far.

“Rachel is my precious…”

Edwin bit his dry lips once and continued.

“Family.”

He had read it in a book once.

Family are people who stay by your side and take your side whether you’re happy, sad, hurt, or struggling.

“My family isn’t people connected by blood, but people who stayed by my side no matter what kind of person I was.”

It didn’t matter whether Rachel’s true identity was an assassin, a demon, or whatever.

She was simply Edwin’s precious family. That point was a truth that even the Emperor couldn’t deny.

“Prince Edwin, that’s…”

“So tell me.”

Edwin said, clenching his fists tightly.

“Where is Rachel right now?”

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