The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 35

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Chapter 35. R.I.P Jerry Bandit Gang

“Well, well, a woman coming to a place like this with a child in tow, how very brave of you, hm?”

Jerry, the leader of the bandit gang who stepped forward confidently, tilted his chin.

“When someone’s talking to you, you should answer. Why is this little lady being so stiff?”

At his unpleasant commanding tone, the brown-haired woman’s lips twitched slightly.

But soon they returned to normal as if it had been a lie.

She stood there quietly without giving any response.

“Well, I don’t dislike feisty women either. There’s a certain pleasure in breaking them.”

Having finished speaking, Jerry grabbed the brown-haired woman’s wrist and pulled her into his arms.

At that moment, a coldly settled voice echoed in Jerry’s ear.

“I like the pleasure of breaking things too.”

“What did you say?”

“I said I also like the pleasure of breaking things.”

The woman paused briefly, then looked up at Jerry and smiled, baring her teeth.

It was quite a chilling smile.

“What did this bitch just say?”

“I said that I too enjoy the pleasure of breaking things.”

The woman continued with a leisurely attitude.

“The pleasure of breaking arrogant men like you who don’t know their place is quite satisfying.”

“Ha!”

At the woman’s words, Jerry looked surprised, glanced back at his subordinates, then burst into laughter.

“Puhaha! I heard that women from the Capital have bold temperaments in that regard, so it must be true!”

However, his laughter didn’t last long.

The bandits who had been giggling together fell quiet when Jerry raised one hand.

“But you see. A woman should have a gentle disposition, but when she doesn’t know her place and acts defiant, it puts me in a foul mood, hey!”

The moment he tried to grab the woman’s hair.

The woman’s figure vanished from before his eyes.

“What, what!”

“How pathetically slow.”

There was no time to turn his head at the voice coming from right behind him.

Jerry, suddenly kicked behind the knees, tumbled forward disgracefully.

With his head buried in the dirt, the shame seemed greater than the immediate pain he felt in his nose.

To think that he had been kicked down by such an insignificant woman.

Jerry, his face red with shame, sprang to his feet.

“Grrr—!”

He instantly drew a dagger hidden in his coat and charged at the woman.

But his title as leader of a bandit gang proved meaningless.

Crack—

With the sound of something breaking, the dagger fell to the ground.

“Aaaahhh—!”

Jerry gasped and screamed.

The woman’s slender hand had instantly broken his wrist.

As their leader foamed at the mouth and thrashed about, his subordinates began to panic as well.

Among those gathered on the road, only one person remained calm—the mysterious woman.

“I told you I like the pleasure of breaking things. Didn’t I?”

Her gently drooping eyes curved into crescent shapes.

* * *

“What’s wrong? You said you like the pleasure of breaking things too.”

Was this what the eyes of a predator toying with its prey looked like?

Terrified by the woman’s menacing aura, the bandits hesitated and stepped back.

They gripped their weapons tighter, not even knowing why they were so frightened.

“Must be because you’re stupid. You can’t grasp the situation. If it were me, I would have run away already.”

The voice that had been melodious just moments before now carried an eerie chill.

However, humans are weak to what they see, as they say.

The bandits seemed unable to believe that the one who had knocked down their leader was a frail woman, even seeing it with their own eyes.

Though their instincts continued to warn them, they did not easily retreat.

“This crazy bitch! Where does this bravado come from! Hey, grab her!”

They eventually charged at her to avenge their leader.

“This is why stupid people are…”

In the midst of the bandit group rushing at her with battle cries, the eyes of the woman ‘Rachel Brown’ gleamed sharply.

In her hand was now the dagger she had taken from Jerry.

“They can’t live out their natural lifespan.”

The dagger flew through the air as nimbly as a swallow, as if it had found its true master.

“Ahhhhh—!”

“Urgh!”

Where the silver blade passed, only bloodstains remained.

“Catch her! Catch her!”

“She’s too fast! What the hell is that thing!”

The bandit gang all rushed toward the woman who was weaving through their ranks.

But it was useless.

The woman’s movements were overwhelmingly faster than theirs.

Already five of the fifteen bandits had fallen to the woman’s dagger.

“Over there!”

“Where? Wh— Ahhhhh—!”

One bandit who had been looking around at his comrade’s shout let out a scream.

The woman, backlit, had dropped down from above his head.

Snap—

The woman broke the bandit’s neck without hesitation.

The other bandits who witnessed this scene up close staggered backward.

“R-run away—!”

At someone’s cry, the bandits seemed to finally come to their senses and retreated all at once.

But again, it was useless.

The screams of bandits continued to echo through the mountain valley after that.

Until finally, not a single one could scream anymore.

“Huff, huff…”

Jerry, the leader of the bandit gang, stumbled backward looking at his subordinates sprawled on the ground, then fell on his rear.

Three minutes? Five minutes? No, it probably didn’t even take that long.

In what felt like an instant, the woman before him had taken down all of his subordinates.

“Mon… monster…”

The woman standing blankly among the bandits who had become rags heard his words and let out a small laugh.

“It’s been a while since I heard that.”

At her words, Jerry bit his lips and clenched his fists.

“Really, you should have looked at who you were dealing with before attacking. You should have caught on when I broke your wrist.”

To think she had taken down fifteen subordinates with just a single dagger.

He wanted to scream that it was impossible, but he couldn’t.

Because it had happened right before his very eyes.

Yet Jerry’s subordinates were all seasoned fighters.

Though they were from the Back Alleys as vagrants, there was a reason they had survived as thieves.

The fact that such men had been defeated by just one woman was hard to believe.

“Grrrr—!”

Jerry felt extreme terror toward the woman slowly approaching him.

His subordinates had been beaten to a pulp, yet the woman’s appearance was no different from before.

Even after such a fierce brawl, not a single wrinkle on her clothes.

The woman smiled sweetly as if she had noticed that he was afraid of her.

“Don’t worry too much. They’re all still breathing.”

She added as if she had forgotten something.

“Oh, but if you don’t hurry to stop the bleeding, they might die. I cut their vital spots just slightly.”

“Wh-what the hell are you!”

The woman approached and stood before Jerry, who was screaming desperately.

Meeting her green eyes, he couldn’t move a single finger as if paralyzed.

“Are you that curious about my identity?”

The woman tilted her head while tucking her fallen bangs behind her ear.

“Then I’ll tell you.”

It was the moment when the woman with an incredibly gentle expression turned her back.

“I am The Caretaker.”

Crack―

Jerry lost consciousness after receiving a roundhouse kick to his temple.

The last thing he heard was just one incomprehensible word: ‘Caretaker.’

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It was fortunate that they weren’t such skilled fighters.

I forced down my ragged breathing and wiped the sweat flowing down my chin.

‘As expected. Fighting multiple opponents is still too much for now.’

My stamina and strength were ridiculously weak compared to my previous body.

It was frustrating, but what could I do? This wasn’t originally my body anyway.

Still, if I hadn’t trained every night, I would have died without even using my techniques.

As I turned around while comforting myself, a troublesome sight entered my view.

“Oh no.”

I looked at The Coachman lying face down on the driver’s seat with a devastated expression.

A long arrow was stuck in his chest.

It seemed the bandits had killed The Coachman to stop the carriage.

But an even greater obstacle was waiting for me.

“What is all this?”

Edwin, whom I had knocked unconscious, had awakened.

His large eyes were filled with shock and terror.

“Your Highness, are you alright?”

“Who are these people? Why are they all dead?”

“They seem to be bandits from this area. They don’t appear to be dead. They’ve just lost consciousness.”

“Good heavens.”

Edwin looked at the bloodstains on the ground and grabbed my arm.

“Are you okay? Who on earth did this?”

He shook his head while pressing his temple as if he had a headache.

“I was definitely awake, but suddenly something hit the back of my neck hard, and after that I have no memory.”

“You must have hit your head when the carriage suddenly stopped.”

“Is that what happened?”

“Don’t you remember? When the carriage came to a sudden stop, you rolled out of the carriage with me.”

“I don’t know. I can’t remember.”

How fortunate that he doesn’t remember.

I patted his shoulder with a nonchalant expression.

“I also lost consciousness and just woke up a moment ago, so I was surprised to see the outside in this state.”

Edwin looked up at me with a terrified face.

“Um, wouldn’t it be better to go back? I have a bad feeling about this.”

“We can’t give up after coming this far.”

“But still―!”

I grabbed the startled boy and put him in the carriage compartment.

“Look at this! Completely doing whatever you want―!”

“Ruxen Village is just a little further. We need to hurry if we want to return before sunset.”

The sun was already rising overhead.

There wasn’t much time.

I placed The Coachman’s body on the ground and sat in the driver’s seat.

“Hya―!”

When I cracked the reins, the two horses let out loud neighing sounds.

The carriage raced toward Ruxen Village once again.

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