Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

6 – Tea Party (1)

Time flows like a stream. To the point where the phrase “Blink of an eye” Fits so well.

While I was adjusting to the ducal family, the time of a week had gone by.

It was a time when I got to know my status better, and it was also a time when I got to know some of the ladies-in-waiting.

The most important thing is that Irene started to feel uncomfortable with me.

“Are your shoulders okay?”

Jureureuk-

I looked at Lopena, who had quietly approached me and poured her tea.

Even though she got used to the body of a knight, she couldn’t feel the presence.

Maybe it’s because I focused too much on the book. She scratched her cheek for a moment, then answered with a shrug of her shoulders.

“It’s all better now.”

In the first place, a knight’s body was so strong that even if he didn’t use mana, the shallow wounds would disappear without scarring in a day or two.

Could this be the reason why medicines in this world are not so developed?

If you are someone who knows how to handle mana, you can quickly recover from shallow wounds.

She looked at her bandaged spot for a moment, then Lopena sat across from me, holding a kettle.

As soon as she sat down, she pulled the plate of cookies in front of me like a dart.

“Can I eat it?”

“I don’t really like sweets. Eat.”

Anyway, why do you keep saying respectful words to me?

We’re the same age, and seeing the other ladies-in-waiting talking to me, wouldn’t it be time for Lopena to start talking to her?

She stared blankly at Lopena, who had her cookies tucked into her cheeks like a squirrel, then she blinked and looked away from her.

Well, I’ll tell you later.

Looking at the book in her hand again, it was very strange that she immediately focused on the contents of the book.

Although it was strange to be able to immediately recognize the handwriting of this world in the first place.

Recently, reading books has been quite interesting.

Yeah, she’ll be much better than that drill.

He was appointed as an escort knight, but he hadn’t been given an apprenticeship ticket yet, so Sir Chris forced me to train from dawn.

Originally, I had trained like this every day, but I frowned for no reason at the thought of a face asking me how surprised I was.

The training I did in the army was child’s play compared to the training I did here.

Training to avoid the blades that often try to kill me. It wasn’t training, it was risking your life.

At first, I thought about just hitting them all and running away from the duke’s house.

Of course, I gave up because I didn’t have the confidence to escape through the heavy guard.

And if there was one more problem, it was, of course, Irene Uris.

The anticipation that the people of this duke send to her, implicitly. If I get out of here, it will be she who is to blame rather than her.

The one who can’t take care of my escort.

Every time she thinks of her reproach, she seems to keep thinking of that distorted face she saw last time,

I thought it would be better to just endure and train.

A person who collapses at the one word asking if he’s okay, because he grew up listening to what kind of words he said.

Come to think of it, she knew very little about Irene. At most, she is about her end and her past from the novel.

She vaguely sympathized with the thought that she was just pitiful, but in reality, her life that she encountered like this was literally choking her breath.

The books and papers she had bought at the bookstore the other day were her assignments, so it was to the point of getting tired of reading and discussing them every day.

It didn’t end there, but I also learned the sword from Sir Chris for the weapon I needed to carry as my next shield.

Her day was so hectic that it started at dawn and ended again at dawn.

She wonders how she can live like that. What in the world are you aiming for, can you endure such a schedule?

Although my body was 15 years old, my mind was 25 years old.

“I ate well. By the way, what kind of books do you read like that?”

She asked me if she had finished her cookies, as Lopena brushed the cookie crumbs from her mouth.

Recently, I only had to buy a book once, so of course the book I’m reading right now was the one Irene gave me.

“30 Rules of etiquette for nobles…?”

As Lofena tilted her head, as if not understanding why I was reading this book, I took a sip of tea and opened her mouth.

“Looking at me, I lack common sense.”

“…Are you a lady?”

“Yeah, I guess I shouldn’t call you a lady. You must not like me.”

As I patted her on the head and said, Lopena smiled and looked at me.

Are you kidding me? I glanced at Pena and she soon shook her head and explained that she wasn’t laughing.

“Rain, I am not laughing at you.”

“I guess so.”

“Because it’s not true? I can swear by my bracelet.”

Lo Pena said, waving her bracelet of purple beads on her own wrist.

She said it was the bracelet Irene gave her. Although it was not easy for her to imagine presenting something like that to someone, Lopena considered it her life.

At least I wouldn’t be lying if I said something like that.

I nodded her head politely, telling her to say more, and Fena waited and opened her mouth.

“My thoughts were a little different. Do you think the lady doesn’t like the knight?”

Those words reminded me of the time Irene called me a few days ago.

For a while, she was puzzled by the sudden call, but when I asked what was going on, she looked at me with annoyance.

‘What’s going on?’

‘You seem to think that I will call you only when something happens. Don’t you think I’m negligent?’

The atmosphere in her cold eyes was like the harshness of her midwinter, and she shuddered at her cold eyes the whole time she was with her.

What did she do wrong? She just went because she was called, so why is she annoyed?

His expression still hasn’t changed, but his tone is clearly full of annoyance.

She frowned at the memory of that moment, and at the same time a gruff voice came out of her mouth.

“He obviously hates me.”

“…Well, it seems like he’s being a little harsh on the outside. Still, if I really didn’t like it, I would have cut it and still have it. Seeing that you’ve been working as an escort knight up until now, don’t you think you’re okay to some extent?”

“Did you just fire him if you didn’t like it before?”

“Yes. Seeing that, unexpectedly, the lady likes the knight.”

Fena nodded her head, and I let out a blank laugh and leaned back in my chair.

Was it standing on thin ice? I got goosebumps at the moment that I was in a situation I didn’t even know existed.

I thought that maybe the behavior that irritated me so much was trying to test me.

Then, have I been doing pretty well for a week?

I suddenly felt that I wanted to stroke my hair. If you get fired from here, wouldn’t the road ahead be bleak?

I didn’t know much about this world right away, and the only thing I knew how to do was the knife that this body was born with.

Perhaps he had to be kicked out of the duke’s residence and had to work as a mercenary.

But that was just a thought. When I thought of such a thought, a frown appeared on my face in the distance.

That night, her first day as an escort knight, her face that had been broken in the darkness shimmered before her eyes again.

I couldn’t catch her back. Even Lopena, who opened her eyes in surprise at Irene’s expression.

Before being her escort knight, he was a reader who sympathized with the evil woman named Irene Uris.

Even if she cursed at her, a part of her heart still ache when she recalled the miserable end she would face in the end.

She was 21 years old when she died, she was in the middle of her life, she was at an age where she could boast of her fragrance while blooming.

The fact that the flower had been plucked and cut under the cold steel blade had tightened her heart.

Even if I eventually got away from the Duke’s residence and wandered somewhere, I would eventually remember a woman named Irene Uris.

The night she saw her death in writing for the first time, the fateful night she sent herself to the world of this novel.

The tears I had shed then came to mind, and I closed the book quietly, touching my eyes with my hand.

When I thought of her last, I thought it would be unreasonable to continue reading because of the emotions soaring again.

“What do you think?”

“Just. I want to be more careful in the future.”

“Do as usual. The young lady is quick-witted, so if your attitude changes, she will notice right away.”

Oops, that part is even tricky.

A sigh leaked from his mouth for a moment, but he stood up soon after seeing the empty teacup.

As long as she sits there, Sir Chris will come like a ghost and take her to the training ground.

“Can I help you clean up?”

“No, I can get rid of these things.”

“Then I’ll go first. By any chance, baby… no, let me know when Lord Soga calls.”

“Yes, go in!”

Leaving Lofena smiling brightly behind me, I headed straight for my room.

It was to check something I found in the drawer of my room a few days ago.

On the day I was possessed, I didn’t have time to think because things went a little strangely,

As expected, the most important thing in this situation of being possessed is to know myself.

Evan Fried, the existence of Count Fried, who had never appeared in the novel, bothered me, so when I searched the room where I was lying, there was one thing that caught my eye.

[Arthur Fried, who loves you.]

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Written in a rather clumsy handwriting, it was easy to guess that it was a letter.

Will Arthur Fried be my father?

It was a bit awkward since I had never seen a father since I was born, but soon after I saw the paper, a dejected smile leaked out.

“Looks very old.”

The yellowed paper looked very old no matter how you looked at it.

Obviously, the paper, which must have been quite high quality before, was stained and yellowed here and there, and it could be seen that it had been rotting in a corner for several years at least.

There were no other letters besides this one, so this is probably the last one.

Why did this letter come to this?

The reason why the last letter to my father is so old could have been because I was an unfilial child who didn’t care about my father very much.

But if that’s not the case.

“…You must mean that my father was in a situation where he could not send a letter.”

A bitter taste lingered in my mouth for no reason.

The death of one of the family members, as seen in the phrase ‘I love you’, the relationship between the father and son seemed quite good, so the hand holding the letter was slightly shaking.

Please, I hope nothing bad happened.

After praying inwardly for a while, I opened the package that was covering the stationery.

If you look at the contents, you will know something. As I pulled out the letter, I turned my head to the sound of footsteps beyond the door.

The heavy footsteps resonating in the hallway, there is probably only one person who makes such a resonant in this ducal residence.

I had no choice but to put the letter back in the drawer and turned my back, and at just the right time, Sir Chris opened the door and appeared.

“Evan, this is a call from the young lady. You probably need to get ready to go out, so get ready quickly.”

“Are you going to buy a book?”

Lo Pena said he goes to the bookstore every week. When I asked him that, Sir Chris shook his head and opened his mouth.

“No, today the lady is going to attend the tea party held at the duke’s residence. I can’t go this time, so you’ll have to follow.”

“Okay.”

After answering by picking up the sword lying on the desk, Sir Chris nodded his head once and disappeared out of sight with his heavy steps.

I was curious about the contents of the letter, but it reminded me of the conversation I had with Lopena earlier, so I started preparing immediately.

Perhaps he was testing me, because it was clear that he would send that cold stare at me again if his preparations were delayed.

My face frowned as much as I remembered those blue and cold eyes that looked at me.