Chapter 17 - The Monster Duke Mistook Me for His Wife
Translated by Arnlian
Edited by Arnlian
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âHaaaa.â
âRia, the ground is going to collapse then.â
âItâs better to be collapsed tho.â
I looked at the ruined greenhouse and cried.
The window glasses crashed, the pots are broken, and the plants are all dried up.
Dillianâs Runaway was like a disaster, and the greenhouse that was not far from where the battle took place received the aftermath.
The result, as you can see, itâs a mess.
There was no one intact.
âMy babies⌠Mom is sorry.â
Hiks, I covered my mouth in the devastating sight.
Do you know how I raised them? I raised them by feeding and feeding them divine power, but it was gone in one time.
I sniffed.
âAh, itâs cold.â
In the cold wind, my body trembled.
âMiss Ria, are you cold?â
Dillian, who recognized my condition like a ghost, approached me, unleashing his scarf.
âPut this around.â
Dillian wrapped his scarf around my neck. It was an awkward hand.
âAm I a mummy, whatâs this?â
As my face was buried in a scarf leaving only my eyes, Dillian hurriedly covered his mouth.
âIs this funny?â
Why did you close your eyes and laugh?
Dillian took a peek, then bowed down his head and waved his hand.
âHem, itâs not.â
âTake it back please. This is Sir Dillianâs scarf, isnât it?â
âThere is no such thing as mine or yours between us.â
âWhat? Whatâs between usâŚâ
As far as I know, isnât it a healer and a patient or a landlord and a guest?
Dillian just smiled silently.
It was hard to open my eyes properly because of how shiny his smile was.
It is definitely a handsome face, but why does it make me uncomfortable?
It bothered me as if I had a small thorn stuck in my finger.
âRia? Whatâs wrong?â
As she stared at Dillian with a grim look, Nathan approached and asked.
âSeems like something is happening that only I donât know.â
âWhatâs that?â
âI donât know, itâs a very, very ominous feeling.â
I feel like the world is leaving me out.
When I was organizing the greenhouse, Dillian stared through the gate.
âWhatâs wrong? Is someone there?â
âYes, someone is coming.â
Crap, I knew this would happen. Thereâs no way they would give up easily.
I took away the shovel that Dillian was holding.
âStay still here, okay?â
âItâs dangerous to be alone.â
âItâs more dangerous to be alone with Sir Dillian.â
What if, the person who visited was a villager, then rumors that Dillian was here might be spreaded.
âIf I feel something strange, I will scream, so please just wait here.â
His face, which was full of complaints, protested loudly, but I ignored him.
âSo what? Iâm the landlord tho.â
As I headed to the gate with a shovel, a man who seemed to be a knight and a slender woman greeted me.
âExcuse me.â
âWhat can I do for you?â
âWe are looking for someone-.â
The woman rummaged through her arms.
âNo weapon will suddenly come out from there, right?â
I tried hard to keep a smile while holding the shovel handle.
âHave you ever seen this person?â
What she took out is the portrait of Dillian.
Unlike now, when he smiles with his eyes all the time, he had a cold face that seemed like he would not bleed even if he was stabbed.
âThatâs the face that Iâve usually seen, but itâs very unfamiliar.â
Looking closely at the portrait, I shook my head slowly.
âIâm not sure. I donât know because of the heavy snow, so I refrain from going out.â
I pretend not to know, feigned ignorance.
âThen, is there another house nearby?â
âIf you go up there, there is an empty cottageâŚâ
The two of them made eye contact. It seemed that they were planning to go there.
âThen may I go inside now?â
âWe have one more question. How did your house end up like this?â
â⌠Last night. I was attacked by monsters. You two should be careful too. That forest, infested with monsters.â
â⌠Is it really dangerous?â
âWell, if you get caught, you might die. Especially, those who do not have weapons or are injured are the monsterâs dish. Dish.â
Neck sliced. When I pretended to draw a straight line on my neck with my hand, the faces of the two turned pale.
They showed signs of being nervous.
âPlease excuse us.â
I stared at the two people getting far away.
âIt feels different from the ones who came yesterdayâŚâ
âThatâs what I thought. They are contrary to them.â
âAck! What a surprise!â
My heart pounded at the sudden appearance of a face.
âSir Dillian?â
Dillian rubbed his ears, frowning one eye.
âI thought my ears were going to rip.â
âNot this! I told you not to come out!â
âIâm worried about Miss Ria.â
Whatâs that, that plain sweet voice.
I shivered at the voice I heard for the first time.
âWhat if something happens to Miss Ria?â
That something was about to happen now.
After coming to my senses, I hit Dillian on the back.
âWhy are you worried about me? Just worried about yourself.â
âSo, that means the one who can worry about me is Miss Ria.â
âWhat nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and go.â
I pushed Dillianâs back hard. I definitely pushed it but,
âWhatâs this, did it stick to the ground?â
Even if he pushed as hard as I could, Dillian didnât budge.
I nervously glanced behind me.
The two people who just left were not too far away. Fortunately, they didnât seem to have heard the sound of our conversation, but when they turned around, Dillian was in a position to be seen by them.
My heart pounded with anxiety that they were about to look back.
âI got it, hurry!â
âThatâs nice, I received worried from Miss Ria.â
Seriously, this person!
I pushed Dillianâs back as if I was doing a body bump.
So I didnât see it.
The two pairs of footprints that led to a certain distance on the white snowfield were cut off.
There was no sign of moving forward or going back.
***
A night when the darkness fell.
Dillian sighed, annoyed by the persistent gaze from outside of the window.
âShouting to say look at me must be less straightforward than this.â
They want me to greet them, so Iâll have to do it.
Dillian, who opened the backdoor roughly, called for the ones hidden in the darkness.
âCome out.â
At Dillianâs call, who sank low, a pair of men and women walked out of the darkness.
As they looked familiar, Dillian lifted his eyebrow.
âTheyâre the ones I saw during the day.â
The one is a knight, and the other one is a mage?
Dillian nerves went back to the man.
Sword on his waist, firm body, perfect posture, and energy flowing from the man.
Itâs not ordinary.
âItâs such a hustle.â
Dillian peeked down at the crowbar in his hand as he saw a sword hanging in the manâs waist.
A crowbar is not a bad weapon. Itâs an excellent approach weapon that can make a pretty hole in the body as well as bone once wielded.
But he just didnât want to swing it in an uncool way.
âThat sword looks good. Itâd be perfect if I took it from him.â
The sword picked up during the last attack, after the Runaway, there was nothing that can be called a weapon because I ate it all.
âShould I hit his head first?â
No one thought he was not a villain, he was even thinking of robbing a weapon in a very sweet way.
As he approached the opponent with the intention to carving up him beautifully, at that time,
âEldman Katlan. I see Your Highness.â
âKanae Hill. I see Your Highness.â
The eyes of the two pairs looking up at Dillian were full of trust.
âYour face is really damage⌠No, Iâm glad you look healthy.â
âYes, you look happyâŚâ
Dillianâs loyal knight, Eldman, could not say that his face was damaged.
Dillianâs loyal mage, Kanae, agreed with that.
The shiny face was obviously a face that ate well, slept well, and had enough rest.
âHe looked better than when heâs in the DuchyâŚâ
As expected, His Highnessâs stress was all because of the elder!
Eldman, a loyal knight, has completed his self-rationalization.
Eldman, who was slowly thinking that Dillianâs face looks good, soon his face distorted.
âItâs because we are lacking. Itâs not like we didnât expect to be attacked, attacked so easily⌠Itâs all our fault. We will take whatever punishment you want.â
Eldman bowed down at his mistake.
He bowed so deeply so that he could hit his head on the floor immediately.
âThe problem was we let our guard down just because we came here to search for a flower.â
On this cold day, the reason we came to Wilhelm, the northernmost part, was because of a flower called the dragonâs heart.
A heart-like red flower that blooms only in the middle of winter. The dragonâs heart.
It was a legendary flower that healed any disease as if the disease had been washed away.
And it was reported that the flower was recently found in Wilhelm.
Upon hearing this news, the Crown Prince told Dillian this is a duty as a token of loyalty.
It was ridiculous, but Dillian, who was tired of the Crown Prince trying to keep him in check in every case, came to find the flower by setting up his own minority elite.
âWe have about fifteen days left, so it will be perfect if we go back now.â
âYour Highness, I have placed the flower in a safe place under conservation magic. No need to be worried.â
Kanae, who recalled that time, hit her forehead on the ground.
Nastiness that doesnât give time to enjoy the happiness of finding the flower, fighting in a despicable battle while outnumbered, and scattered colleagues.
And not the herb but Dillian, that the assassins aimed.
Dillian got serious injuries because of that sudden attack.
âThis is my fault.â
I should have made a stronger barrier.
Kanae urgently used teleportation magic to protect Dillian.
The target point is the inn where they stayed.
First of all, the injured Dillian had to be sent to a safe place first.
And apparently, it was confirmed that he was moved by the magic.
But when she arrived at the inn after the tough battle, Dillian was not there.
No trace of him could be found anywhere in the inn.
To make matters worse, they were stranded by the heavy snow that began to pour.
When the snow stopped and they managed to move, the two, who were relatively less injured, wandered around the village and asked about Dillian.
But there was a problem, they couldnât go around openly because of the hostile forces that started looking for Dillian at the same time.
Thatâs how fifteen days have passed. Times that took to find him.
No less, fifteen days.
Eldman closed his eyes tightly.
Even if his master told him to cut his neck here, he had no choice but to follow.
However, even after a long time, he couldnât hear anything above his head.