The Quack Lady - Chapter 33

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Episode 33

 

In an instant, the feeling of all the blood in my body turning ice cold spread all the way to the top of my head.

 

Why?

 

Because the shock was causing the child’s mind to gradually fall into a state of panic.

 

The child was afraid in the despair of possibly losing something precious again.

 

‘No…!’

 

I immediately leaned my body backward with all my strength as if I were going to lie down on the floor.

 

“No! Not yet! Please give me just a little time! You can’t take him like this…!”

 

It was unfair. No, it was miserable.

 

I felt pathetic for stepping forward to treat someone when I had no power at all.

 

This was a child who had already experienced losing someone he had opened his heart to once. If he was dragged away like this, only negative emotions about relationships would remain and he would lock himself away even more!

 

“Please… one hour… no, just five minutes…!”

 

As I spoke, tears strangely began to flow. It was then, when various thoughts were mixing together and making my head dizzy.

 

“Let go of those hands before you speak.”

 

Eruten, who appeared from somewhere while adjusting his gloves, looked somewhat angry.

 

* * *

 

A little while ago, he had interrogated an assassin who was lurking near Rtemeia’s room.

 

“Who’s behind this!”

 

The assassin gave him a bitter smile at his words and bit down hard on his own tongue.

 

Just when he thought there would be no gains after all, a small brooch rolled out from the assassin’s chest.

 

‘The temple’s… nymph?’

 

What was in the assassin’s chest was a brooch symbolizing the temple, with a laurel wreath surrounding a small bead at the center.

 

‘A priest?’

 

At this point, he couldn’t shake off his doubts.

 

It was just as he was about to put the brooch in his chest.

 

A faintly desperate voice reached his ears, carried by the wind.

 

Recognizing whose voice it was, he moved his steps without hesitation.

 

Soon, his eyes widened in disbelief when he saw Rtemeia.

 

It felt like his mind was going completely blank.

 

‘As expected, I knew this would happen.’

 

There was no time to spare for measuring time.

 

Eruten immediately drew his sword.

 

When the knights, hesitant at his murderous gaze, looked at each other and released Rtemeia, Hamelon, the knight commander of the Count’s Manor, shouted at the knights.

 

“What are you doing! This is the Count’s order! Hurry up and catch that brat!”

 

It was just as the knights were hesitantly trying to grab Rtemeia’s arm again at Hamelon’s command.

 

“Wait a moment!”

 

Rtemeia, who had been wiping away tears with her sleeve, blocked their path and shouted.

 

“This child did nothing wrong. He was trying to protect me.”

 

“Mia. These aren’t people you can deal with through words.”

 

“No. I can’t move aside. What if you get in trouble for carelessly drawing your sword in the Count’s Manor!”

 

“What?”

 

“So trust me and wait.”

 

The moment he heard those words, his shoulders, which had been tensed with strength, drooped down.

 

This wasn’t why he had followed her.

 

“Mia. I can’t let you be taken away by the Count’s order.”

 

He spoke to Rtemeia, who was blocking him. Rtemeia smiled faintly at him.

 

It was one of her habits that came out when she faced something she was particularly confident about.

 

She opened her tear-stained eyes clearly and spoke to the knight.

 

“If there’s a problem, you may take me away. However, I’m currently in the middle of treatment. The Countess gave me permission. Please don’t interfere like this.”

 

“Ha! How ridiculous. Didn’t you hear what I just said? You slandered the Count’s family and…”

 

“Right now, the Young Baron is more important than my crimes. If I leave this place like this, there might be problems for the Young Baron.”

 

At Rtemeia’s words, Hamelon’s gaze turned to the Young Baron.

 

The Young Baron’s large eyes were trembling finely. Faced with his trembling body and shocked expression, the knight couldn’t help but be surprised.

 

‘Could this matter really cause problems for the Young Baron?’

 

The Count’s order was important, but if it caused harm to the Young Baron, he would certainly not escape punishment either.

 

“I promise you. Not now… not now.”

 

Her trembling hands. Her slowly lowering head. No one present could continue speaking.

 

It was just as the knight was pondering for a moment.

 

Suddenly—

 

“Y-Young Baron?”

 

“…”

 

In an instant, Demian, who had quickly approached, embraced Rtemeia tightly.

 

His face was buried deeply in her shoulder.

 

The knights watching this scene couldn’t say anything.

 

Because they could understand what their little master was saying.

 

Just as the knights were unable to do anything either way, heavy footsteps and a sharp voice settled in their ears.

 

“What is all this commotion about?”

 

The Countess, who appeared wearing a shawl, frowned as if she couldn’t believe it.

 

Soon, her gaze, which had been slowly scanning the stunned knights and Eruten, fixed on Demian.

 

“…How did you do this?”

 

It was a question with many meanings.

 

“It’s exactly as stated in the note I delivered this morning. There’s a place we need to go for the Young Baron’s treatment, so please let us go.”

 

I had secretly delivered the note I had prepared all night to the maid who came to deliver wash water before Demian woke up.

 

“I was actually coming to ask about that note anyway…”

 

Her green eyes turned to Demian once more. Soon, withdrawing her gaze, she let out a short breath.

 

“There’s no need for that now.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Sir Denver!”

 

At her call, the knight who had been standing behind her stepped forward and knelt down.

 

“Take them there right now.”

 

“I shall obey your command.”

 

The knight rose from his position without hesitation and extended one arm toward us two.

 

It was a polite gesture indicating he would escort us.

 

However.

 

The guard who had been watching the door blocked their path.

 

“My lady, I’m sorry, but there was an order from the Count. To arrest that doctor…”

 

“I will speak to the Count myself, so don’t worry.”

 

“But my lady! Regarding the recent incident, the Count will not remain still…”

 

“He was never one to remain still in the first place. I should go see the Count now.”

 

At those words, the maid behind her urgently tried to dissuade her.

 

“My lady. You absolutely must rest now. If you hear harsh words from the Count…”

 

“Rudel, don’t worry. I’m fine.”

 

Soon she showed a faint smile. It was a momentary small smile, but it was an incredibly gentle smile.

 

‘So she can make that kind of expression too.’

 

Before that smile that resembled sunlight that could melt even ice, I stared at her blankly for a moment.

 

She seemed to feel my gaze too, as she quickly changed her expression.

 

“What are you doing? Hurry and guide the Young Baron and the doctor.”

 

“We shall obey your command.”

 

At her words, the knight once again extended his arm and pointed outside the door.

 

I hesitantly followed behind Demian as we went out.

 

Just then, someone grabbed my arm.

 

It was Ditten Countess.

 

She leaned in and whispered softly in my ear.

 

“The place where Tete is buried is on a hill in Bernerer Forest, located behind the domain. Demian will guide you there.”

 

After saying what she needed to say, she released my arm.

 

Then she nodded slightly as if telling me to do well and come back.

 

I nodded back at her, then turned around and followed Demian.

 

* * *

 

Upon receiving the report, the Count immediately slammed his desk.

 

He couldn’t believe it.

 

“…Are you telling me that the Countess disobeyed my orders?”

 

“…”

 

When the attendant didn’t know what to do and kept his mouth tightly shut, the Count let out a hollow laugh.

 

“So now she’s decided to go completely wild.”

 

“It seems like you’re the one who’s decided to go wild, Count.”

 

Just then, Ditten appeared through the door and gestured to the attendant.

 

It was a signal for him to leave.

 

The attendant glanced around nervously before quietly closing the door and leaving, and only the two of them remained in the Count’s study with a cold silence.

 

“Now you’re going so far as to enter the Count’s study as you please, Countess!”

 

“Wasn’t it you, Count, who first told me there was nowhere in this manor I couldn’t go?”

 

“Ditten!”

 

“Clint!”

 

The Count called her name as if he could no longer contain himself.

 

She too shouted his name and refused to back down.

 

Ditten clenched her small fists and made a resolution.

 

This time, she would definitely protect Demian.

 

Her trembling fists shook like a candle flame in the wind.

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