The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 313
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Side Story 1. The Knight and Assassin’s Proposal Strategy (12)
“Th-that…”
One of the slave traders frowned and pointed at Rachel on the rooftop.
“What the hell is that?”
“Come down! You crazy bitch…!”
Just as the group of slave traders spat out curses.
Rachel’s figure on the rooftop disappeared.
“Huh?”
“What, where did she disappear to…”
The slave traders looked around with bewildered expressions.
“Stupid fools.”
The voice that had been coming from the rooftop just moments before was now heard right beneath their feet.
“Have short lives.”
Sharp green eyes flashed.
Simultaneously, agonized screams burst out from among the slave traders.
“Aaaaargh!”
“Kheuk!”
Despite not using a sword, they couldn’t even attempt to block Rachel’s attacks. Under attacks that targeted only vital points, the large-bodied men fell like autumn leaves.
Rachel, who had taken down the group of slave traders in the blink of an eye, dusted off her palms.
“What are you two doing.”
She extended her hand toward the knight and maid captain who were lying face down on the ground with an indifferent expression.
“Hurry up and get up.”
* * *
I hadn’t intended for this to happen.
Watching Catherine, who was hugging my waist and bursting into tears, I felt utterly perplexed.
‘I feel like I’ve become some kind of spoilsport.’
Philip, standing a few steps away, was covered in wounds.
He stood awkwardly like a borrowed sack of barley, wearing an embarrassed expression.
“Huuuuuung, Caretakeeeeer! I thought I was going to dieeeee!”
“That’s why I told you to wait where you were.”
I had clearly promised to subdue the slave trader’s workers and guards in the area and return. But it was Catherine who ignored my request and left her position.
“I said I’d be back soon, but you couldn’t wait even that short time and came out. What would you have done if something serious had happened?”
“But, that was…”
Catherine wiped away her tears and glanced at Philip behind her.
She fidgeted with her fingertips and replied in a shrinking voice.
“Knowing that Philip was fighting alone, I couldn’t just wait by myself…”
“Rushing into enemy territory without any preparation isn’t brave, it’s stupid. Don’t do that again.”
Of course, there shouldn’t be situations like this in the future anyway.
I swallowed a small sigh and turned my head.
As soon as Philip made eye contact with me, he bowed his head as if ashamed.
“I knew knights were weak against irregular tactics, but to be caught by such shallow tricks is disappointing, Philip.”
“I’m sorry…”
“Still, I was somewhat impressed that you resisted to the end even after getting poison powder thrown in your face.”
Throwing poison powder in someone’s face was an obvious attack, but resisting after already inhaling the poison powder was truly difficult. As the slave trader said, it was poison that could fell even a lion.
“It seems Prince Edwin’s words about having much to learn from you were true.”
He must have wanted to rush to Catherine immediately.
Instead of running to her, Philip chose to pursue the slave traders to the end.
It was probably because as a knight, he couldn’t just leave alone those who disturbed the nation’s order and security.
“Someone who seeks to uphold his duties and honor as a knight couldn’t fail to protect his woman.”
I recalled Philip’s figure throwing himself to protect Catherine with his immobilized body.
“I think I can entrust my precious friend to you.”
Philip only looked at me with still surprised eyes.
I turned around, leaving behind that somewhat foolish-looking expression.
“Catherine.”
“Y-yes?”
“I want you to be happy.”
Catherine frowned around her eyes as if holding back tears at my words.
She, who had been pursing her lips, gripped my hand tightly and whispered softly.
“Caretaker, that’s the same for me…”
“Honestly, no matter what man I put beside you wouldn’t be good enough in my eyes, but still I want you to live happily beside the person you love.”
I recalled Catherine’s innocently smiling figure.
Her figure saying she would definitely have a love marriage, wanting to spend her lifetime with someone she loved.
“So, I hope you don’t miss the happiness you desired because of the situation you’re in.”
Catherine’s already large eyes had grown twice as big.
I gently removed Catherine’s hand and turned her body around.
“Now you can be honest. There won’t be anyone to interfere with you.”
Yes, no one would be able to interfere. Even if it were Viscount Beil, her father.
“Huuk…”
At my words, Catherine’s face crumpled completely.
She ran with all her might toward Philip standing in front of her.
“Philip, Philip!”
She who ran calling her lover’s name cried most sorrowfully.
“I’m sorry! I, I didn’t reject you because I disliked you. I was just too ashamed, because of me, because of my family, I was afraid you would suffer, I was scared of that…”
“Catherine.”
Philip held out something to Catherine who was crying in his arms.
In the small leather box he held in his hand, a simple-looking ring was emitting a brilliant light.
“Since personal matters seem to be resolved now, I’ll ask once more.”
Philip gently asked Catherine, who couldn’t continue speaking.
“Please, with me.”
His always shining armor was covered in dust and completely disheveled, his handsome face was bloody. The hand holding the ring box was still trembling finely from the aftereffects of the poison.
“Will you marry me.”
It was an unbelievably wretched appearance for a knight making a proposal.
But in Catherine’s eyes, there would be no finer man than him at this moment.
“Yes, I’d love to!”
Catherine responded with the brightest smile.
The lovers finally united kissed passionately in the middle of the slave trader’s headquarters.
[Wow, how passionate.]
Saylus, who had been hiding in the shadows all along, made a whistling sound.
[Humans are really strange. They don’t even live a hundred years, yet they get so worked up over love and marriage.]
“Because they don’t even live a hundred years.”
[Huh?]
“Because it’s a short life that comes only once, they love passionately.”
I nodded while looking at Catherine and Philip who were embracing each other and laughing.
“When else could they meet someone they’d want to spend this short life with until death.”
What makes a seemingly fleeting short life meaningful?
I had already found that answer long ago.
“I should finish up quickly and return.”
When I threw open the warehouse door with force, the people sold as slaves were looking at me. I was reminded of the time I once found a young child hidden in a carrot box.
“The princes will be waiting.”
* * *
Philip and Catherine’s wedding proceeded swiftly.
It was thanks to Edwin and Duke Crowner stepping in after learning about their situation.
‘If something like that happened, you should have told me. I’m the Crown Prince now. I can solve that much!’
Edwin felt hurt that he was informed of the situation so late, but he mercilessly dealt with Viscount Beil.
‘I’ll strip Viscount Beil of his title by the Crown Prince’s authority. And I’ll grant Catherine a new noble surname.’
A noble title directly bestowed by the Crown Prince, not one bought with money.
For someone of common birth, it was the greatest honor possible, so Catherine would no longer use ‘Beil’ but ‘Quartz’ as her surname. Of course, the same applied to her other family members.
‘The Quartz family shall move their mansion to the Imperial Capital.’
It wasn’t just the surname.
Edwin granted Catherine a mansion within the Imperial Capital.
Thanks to this, all of her family could move to the Imperial Capital.
Of course, except for her father who had been Viscount Beil.
“Why should I!”
I, who had been lost in thought for a moment, raised my gaze while leaning against the wall.
There, Viscount Beil was kneeling on the floor, screaming in fury.
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