One of Jedaiahâs colleagues had shot a crossbow, but inside, everything remained still. They couldnât see anything because of the darkness. They were helplessly hit by something.
Just how many guards were hiding inside? Jedaiah broke out in a cold sweat.
âWhat are you? Who are you?â
Jedaiah realized that his premonition had been correct.
âDamn it. I knew it was a trap!â
What kind of trick was this? No one could figure out what had happened.
âEup!â
One by one, the voices of his colleagues were being silenced.
Jedaiah just barely managed to run away. The priority was to survive. He couldnât let himself be killed here.
Bangâ!
As soon as he got out of the building, there was a deafening boom.
âHer Highness is in danger!â
From outside, unusually well-armed knights began to enter the building.
âThis is crazyâŚ!â
The knights wore armor marked with the seal of the Kedrey duchy.
The contractors had been caught in a perfect trap.
Heinrich must have deliberately thrown money at them in order to use them as bait. It had been strange how he only hired five people to kidnap the princessâŚ
Jedaiah spat out a curse when he realized the Kedrey knights must be surrounding everywhere nearby.
He tried to escape from their eyes by erasing his presence as much as he could. SuddenlyâŚ
âCough!â
Someone pulled on his clothes from behind. He immediately turned around, but he didnât feel his clothes being stuck on something.
âWhoâs there?!â
No matter how much he looked about, no one was there.
Even in the middle of the cold night, sweat poured from him like the rain. At that moment, a dress flew toward him as if it were possessed.
âWhat is that?!â
He tried to scream, but the dress blocked his mouth.
âMmph! Eupâ!â
âShh. Be quiet.â
It was a womanâs voice.
Jedaiah, trapped in the dress and pushed to the floor, looked up.
âI almost missed the most important person.â
The woman was hidden under a robe.
âCould it be⌠the princess?â
However, Jedaiah couldnât tell because he wasnât able to see her face.
âDonât shout. What if the dukeâs knights come over?â
ââŚâŚâ
He didnât know why, but the woman seemed to be trying to make a deal with him. Once he stopped struggling, the dress released its hold on his mouth.
He felt like his heart would jump out from his mouth. A dress that moved on its own will!
Jedaiah thought that the strange attacks from the previously empty room were all because of the woman in front of him. He spoke in a polite tone.
ââŚI have a question to ask you before I die.â
Jedaiah closed his eyes and thought of his younger sibling at home.
He always knew that he would die like this one day. The kid should find the money he hid under the bed.
âWhat is your true identity?â
His piercing eyes turned to Cayena, who was still concealing her appearance.
âYou wonât die, so I wonât answer that question, Jedaiah.â
Jedaiah couldnât understand why this strange woman knew his name.
âYou must be burning up inside, having to break your knightly pride and playing as a contractor for your sick sibling.â
ââŚWho are you, really?â
âIâm the person who will solve your problem.â
Jedaiah couldnât help but be shocked as his body was raised up as if someone grabbed him. Still, no one was behind him. Goosebumps popped up all over his body.
Cayena smoothed out Jedaiahâs clothes with magic.
âDonât you need Elixir?â
Jedaiah instinctively widened his eyes at the word âElixir.â
âAs expected, sheâs a magicianâŚ!â
He had dismissed the thought before, but his opponent was really a magician. If so, she was someone who could make Elixir.
âArenât you glad?â
In the past, Jedaiah had a huge obsession with magicians.
From the moment he learned that Elixir was the only way to save his younger sibling, he had been searching for someone who could use magic.
Everyone called him crazy. He was treated as a madman, told that he was the only person in the world who was looking for a magician.
Jedaiah acted cautiously even at this once-in-a-lifetime moment.
âWhat guarantee do I have that you will help me? I donât think someone like you has much use for a contractor.â
She smiled, satisfied with Jedaiahâs reply.
People who were objective did not often commit dumb mistakes. Having such a person would reduce the variables in her plan.
âA talented man who could poison Olivia, despite a duchyâs strict defenses. This man is someone who only touches what he can win.â
He and Cayena were acquaintances in a former life. She had hired Jedaiah to poison Olivia in exchange for great wealth.
His brown hair, gray eyes, and even the long scar on his left cheek were like a trip down memory lane for her.
âI need your weakness.â
Cayenaâs countenance was revealed in the light of the moon.
âYou have a reason to obey my commands and be faithful to me. I need a person with that kind of desperation.â
Jedaiah felt thirsty, hearing her dry and heartless words in a soft, melodic voice. She was making a honeyed proposal even as she concealed herself.
Just like the devil.
ââŚWhat must I do?â
It was a proposition that he couldnât refuse.
Jedaiah had no choice. The person in front of him was definitely a magician.
He could receive Elixir.
His younger sibling could live.
Jedaiah gulped.
Without a pause, Cayena took out an envelope from her bosom. The envelope flew in the air and stopped in front of Jedaiah.
ââŚâŚâ
He felt like he was possessed by a ghost.
He carefully grabbed the envelope.
âGo to Heinrich right away. Tell him that the princess had hidden guards and that you barely got away. The contract business will disappear today.â
âWhat is thisâŚ?â
âLearn about the corruption of the Evans family and burn the paper.â
Even at a glance, the envelope looked expensive. Jedaiahâs hands trembled when he found the seal on the envelope. It was the seal of the imperial family.
âThis was all the princessâs trap.â
Her intention was clear. The imperial seal was deliberately put onto a paper that would be burned so that he would see it.
He was supposed to become a double agent.
He thought that something was weird, but to think the princess herself knew magic!
At that moment, Jedaiah was struck with fear. But his desperation was enough to overcome it.
âThen, when can I receive the Elixir?â
âCome to the imperial palace.â
âTh-the imperial palaceâŚ?â
Could a commoner like him enter such an exalted place?
He looked at Cayena agitatedly.
She didnât say anything else. Instead, she flew over a pouch that was obviously full of coins. It was an appropriate wage.
Jedaiah wasnât as surprised as when he received the envelope earlier.
All of sudden, they could hear the sound of clanking armor. The knights were close.
âNow, go.â
It was urgent that he left this place right away.
Jedaiah stashed the coin pouch in his clothes and ran.
As Cayena watched him go, she sent away her robe and her dancing dress. She mussed up her hair.
âThen, shall I go set off the powder keg?â
Her gaze turned toward the inn.
The large boom Cayena had made earlier had been a gunshot. Raphael had secretly given the weapon to her.
The moment he heard the gun go off, Raphael ran into the templeâs annex.
âAre they all asleep?â
There were intruders.
The inside of the annex was completely shrouded in shadows because the candles were unlit. As the knights lit their torches, they saw a startling sight.
Next to the sleeping escort knights, four suspicious people were tied up.
âCapture them.â
With that order, Raphael ran into the bedroom.
âYour Highness!â
But there was no one inside. Cayena had disappeared once again.
âHer Highness is missing! Go and find her!â
His heart was leaping unpleasantly.
âPlease. Let there be nothing wrong!â
Raphael had a feeling that something was going to happen here.
He thought that Cayena wouldnât stay here without a reason. He was stupid for thinking that it would be fine as long as he had knights stationed around the temple.
He felt like he was going crazy with anger and regret.
He respected Cayena. He admired her, and he held her in high esteem. He didnât dare to intrude on her territory.
But that thought was wrong. He had to do everything he could.
Raphael ran to the back of the temple. The fact that enemies might attack him didnât even factor into his calculations. Finally, he found Cayena, walking toward the temple under the moonlight.
Her face was painted with joy.
âOh, DukeâŚ!â
Before she could finish talking, Raphael ran to her and clasped her tightly in his arms. He buried his face in the nape of her neck and wrapped his arms behind her back.
It was clearly Cayenaâs sweet scent. She was safe.
Only then did he feel like he could live.
[TN] I⌠just realized that the word âcontractorâ is actually from a homebrew D&D campaign I played and that it isnât a common term for hitmen/people who take on shady jobs. Iâm inclined to keep it for flavor. (Plus, itâs still technically accurate, which is the best kind of accurate.) Sorry if I confused anyone!