The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63. A Brutal Breakfast Meeting (2)

‘I can smell trouble.’

Just from the voice alone, I could smell the stench of a troublemaker.

I slowly raised my head.

The owner of the voice was a knight sitting at the next table, eating his meal.

“Oh my, is that so?”

Catherine answered instead of me.

The cloth bundle with food had already been quickly hidden under the table.

Could this woman have been a thief or pickpocket in her past life?

I was having reasonable suspicions when.

“Am I right?”

The knight who had spoken to us grinned wickedly and said to his companions sitting in front of him.

“Even if he’s a worthless royal, he’s still royalty after all.”

He glanced sideways at us while making his crude joke.

“Dragging around two women like that. Looks like the young brat has already developed a taste for having fun.”

“You’re really mean-spirited. Why say such things while people are eating?”

His companion sitting across from him just laughed and shook his head at the knight’s words.

“Oh my, what a sight. Ugly-looking things making the food taste bad with their ugly words too.”

“…Catherine.”

At that moment, before I could step in, Catherine dropped a bomb.

Sure enough, the knight shot up from his seat.

“You, what did you just say?”

“Oh my, it was just talking to myself, but did you hear? I’m sorry!”

Catherine made a fuss as she stood up and bowed at the waist.

“You, say that again. What did you just say? Ugly-looking things?”

“Oh dear, I already said I was sorry, didn’t I? Did you really take that one comment to heart? Oh my, what a narrow-minded man!”

The knight’s face reddened at Catherine’s words.

He raised his arm as if ready to strike at any moment.

“They say servants resemble their masters, so this bitch must be just as mentally deficient as her master…”

“That seems to apply to your side as well.”

“Huh? What are you supposed to be?”

The knight frowned as he looked at me, who had suddenly interrupted.

“Aren’t you also someone who serves a Prince?”

I pointed my fork at the hand he had raised in the air.

“I’m warning you in advance – I hope you won’t do anything that spits in your master’s face.”

The knight seemed to have his pride wounded.

He twisted his lips as if incredulous.

“Are you lecturing me right now? Do you bastards know who I am…”

“Do I need to know? Even if I did, what I have to say wouldn’t change.”

“I’m a guard knight of the 2nd Prince! I hold a position so high that bastards like you, practically demoted to some 3rd Prince’s Palace, can’t even dare to raise your heads!”

Hmm, a guard knight of the 2nd Prince.

Must be the replacement for that knight who got his arm cut off and lost his position.

Seeing how fearlessly he’s acting up, he probably hasn’t heard about what happened to his predecessor.

“Catherine, are you finished eating?”

“Oh, yes. I’m done.”

“Then let’s get up. His Highness should be coming out soon.”

I deliberately ignored the knight and stood up, and Catherine followed suit.

The knight’s face, completely ignored by two women, turned from red to black.

“Stop right there!”

The knight shouted and chased after me.

The moment he grabbed my shoulder to turn me around.

Thud! Smack—

I struck his solar plexus, then slapped his cheek.

“Gack!”

The knight made a choking sound and collapsed to the floor.

His companions jumped up from their seats in shock.

“I say!”

“It seems you weren’t taught the etiquette of not laying hands on a woman’s body carelessly.”

I looked down at him and muttered in a low voice.

“For someone who calls himself a knight.”

“Grrr—!”

The knight’s neck veins bulged as his lips trembled.

But he couldn’t continue speaking.

A trickle of blood flowed from his mouth.

‘I thought I was controlling my strength, but did I hit too hard?’

Well, the center of his chest probably hurts more than his cheek.

As I looked at the knight with pitying eyes.

His companion, supporting him, shouted at me.

“What is the meaning of this! How dare you attack a knight of Lord Lloyd…”

“Does being a knight mean you can touch a woman’s body without permission? I guess the chivalry of the Empire is completely dead.”

I deliberately raised my voice, and all the gazes in the dining room turned toward us.

“No matter how liberal the Empire is about sexuality, how can a man carelessly touch the body of an unmarried woman?”

The servants and maids working in the dining room whispered among themselves while looking at the knights.

Their gazes were uniformly filled with disgust and contempt.

“Th-that… We apologize!”

In the end, the knight’s companions fled with red faces, carrying the knight away.

The dining room, which had been quiet as a mouse, became noisy again after they disappeared.

“Caretaker, are you alright?”

Catherine fussed over me, checking if I was okay.

“I’m fine.”

I brushed off the shoulder the knight had grabbed.

The more I think about it, the more annoying it gets.

Anyway, when will these Empire knights ever fix their habit of laying hands on women carelessly?

“But how did you do that just now?”

“Do what?”

“That move you just did! Deflecting his arm and slapping his cheek!”

Catherine had somehow stuck close to my side and was chattering away.

“Teach me that move too! The arm deflection and cheek slapping!”

“…If Catherine hadn’t started the trouble first, none of this would have happened.”

“Hey, those guys were being disrespectful to His Highness!”

“Still, please restrain yourself next time. I’d rather avoid noisy incidents like today.”

“Huh? That doesn’t seem like something you should be saying, Caretaker!”

As I left the dining room with Catherine.

I heard the maids behind us busily spreading rumors.

Thanks to that, on the day of the imperial breakfast meeting, the rumor that a guard knight of the 2nd Prince had been humiliated for harassing an imperial woman spread throughout the entire palace in an instant.

* * *

“Your Majesty!”

It was when the imperial breakfast meeting was drawing to a close.

An attendant rushed in with an urgent expression.

“Forgive me, but this is an urgent matter…”

He whispered something into the Emperor’s ear.

Whatever he said, the Emperor’s face hardened stiffly.

“What a lovely breakfast gathering this was. Unfortunately, we’ll have to end it here today.”

The Emperor emptied his wine cup and rose from his seat.

“Your Majesty, what’s the matter?”

“It seems the monsters have gone on another rampage. Thanks to that, the noble council meeting has been moved up.”

“Then isn’t this a serious matter?”

“Don’t worry, Empress. Monster appearances have been a regular occurrence lately.”

At the Empress’s worried inquiry, he waved his hand telling her not to worry.

“Well then, everyone rise.”

At the Emperor’s single word, everyone present rose from their seats.

It was the moment the tense breakfast gathering came to an end.

* * *

“What? A hunting competition all of a sudden?”

Catherine looked at me with a troubled expression.

As soon as she heard the news Edwin brought from the breakfast gathering, she could only stomp her feet anxiously.

“Prince Edwin doesn’t even know how to shoot a bow or ride a horse. What should we do?”

“What can we do about something His Majesty has commanded? He said all the princes must participate, so Prince Edwin can’t be the only one to skip it.”

“Oh my, this is terrible.”

Catherine let out a deep sigh as if the ground would cave in.

“Why are you sighing?”

“Of course I’m sighing!”

She slumped into a chair and held her forehead.

“If His Highness attends the hunting competition, at least a third of the Prince’s Palace security budget will disappear.”

“It’s just going out hunting though.”

I picked up some dried tropical fruit from the table and chewed it thoughtfully.

It was one of the provisions Catherine had sneakily brought from the Imperial Palace.

“Is there a reason it would cost so much money?”

Catherine handed me a small fork while nagging me not to eat with my bare hands.

“I heard that hunting competitions hosted by the Imperial Court are on a different scale.”

The hunting competition held on Imperial Estates involved not only royalty but also nobles.

“This time His Majesty ordered all three princes to participate, right? Then many nobles will participate as well, won’t they?”

“So what?”

“Hunting competitions are also venues for showing off one’s wealth and honor. The more powerful the nobles, the more they appear with everything from the horses they ride to their riding attire, and even the bows and arrows they use for hunting, all of the highest quality.”

I finally understood what Catherine was saying.

“How utterly pointless. It shouldn’t be a place for showing off.”

“Unfortunately, that’s exactly what it is. Even what they hunt is all for the sake of showing off.”

Catherine raised both arms and cried out.

“Oh no, what should we do! His Highness doesn’t even have proper hunting attire or decent weapons! If we have to get everything custom-made, the budget will be tight…”

She stopped mid-sentence and suddenly clapped her hands.

“That’s right, we do have a bow and arrows!”

“You mean the ones the King of Adamant gave as a gift?”

“Yes! Those!”

Those don’t seem very suitable as hunting weapons though.

‘Aren’t they too conspicuous just from their appearance?’

Ah, but since it’s a place to be conspicuous, does it matter?

I chewed the dried fruit with a disapproving expression.

“Sigh, but the biggest problem still remains.”

Why are there so many problems?

I frowned at Catherine’s complaints.

“Is there another problem?”

“There are two major problems left. One of them is…”

Catherine made a tearful face.

“We don’t have a horse!”

She swung her arms, mimicking a galloping horse with both arms.

“Don’t we have carriages owned by the Prince’s Palace?”

“Horses that pull carriages are completely different from hunting horses. And all the horses at the 3rd Prince’s Palace are closer to mules.”

In other words, they were companion horses not suitable for showing off.

“Then we can just borrow one.”

“Absolutely not! Horses are a measure of wealth! If people say Prince Edwin borrowed and rode someone else’s horse, everyone will mock him!”

Catherine clutched her head as if she’d lost her mind.

“You’re right. That shouldn’t happen. It wouldn’t make sense for His Highness to ride a horse others have used.”

“…Catherine.”

“A thoroughbred would cost at least one, two, three gold coins…”

She muttered to herself as if possessed by something.

The sight of her pale face with only her fingers twitching was even pitiful.

She looked ready to dig a hole in the ground and climb into a coffin all by herself.

“Catherine, calm down.”

I grabbed Catherine’s hands and brought them down.

“I’ll figure out something about the horse.”

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