The Grand Duchess Is Defeated Again Today

The princess was worried.

Me and Rebecca were both blushing and almost having an awkward time for a while.

Drooling-

“Oh, I guess it’s over now.”

Fortunately (?), the Crown Prince who had left the drawing room returned immediately.

“Hey, what the hell has it ended…”

“If you don’t know, keep quiet. So, didn’t you say that you don’t have a wife?”

“····.”

Beside me, bring someone who looks like the imperial doctor.

“Little Sun of the Empire. Nice to see you, Crown Prince….”

I was reflexively trying to say hello that I couldn’t do before.

“Stop saying hello. Thank you, not him, but rather this one.”

Mikhail waved his hand and stopped me from saying hello to him.

“First, I want to say I’m sorry.”

“····.”

“The poor security of the Imperial Palace caused damage to you and the princess.”

“······no.”

It wasn’t a face-to-face thing to say.

The attempted assassination of a saint this time remains a case in which the background has not been revealed even in the original story.

Mikhail, the main character, tried to find out somehow for the heroine, Estelle, but in the end, it fell through without being able to find it.

And this means.

It meant that even I, who had read the original novel, did not know who the culprit was.

It must be a fact that only the author of this novel knows. I left the novel first before the author solved the setting related to this case.

I did not know the identity of the criminal or the motive for the crime.

Because there was no way that Mikhail, who would have researched for at least a day, could know what I, the possessor, did not know.

Calling this incident Mikhail’s fault was an understatement.

“No, it’s my fault for not paying attention to security properly.”

“····.”

Mikhail didn’t seem to think so.

“Thankfully, the saint, who should have arrived today, was there by chance, and I was able to save you face.”

“······Is that so?”

As expected, it was thanks to the saint that I woke up within a day even after being hit with a poisoned arrow naked.

Under normal circumstances, it would not be strange if I had aftereffects that would last for the rest of my life.

The divine power of a saint who has the strongest divine power in the empire is beyond imagination.

The reason why I’m waking up now has been explained.

“······· As a matter of fact, it is presumed that the assassins who attacked you came because of the saint.”

“····.”

“Wouldn’t it be nice if the results were good. Haha.”

Mikhail smiles broadly, saying good things are good.

‘・・・・・・Is your original personality like that?’

Apparently, in the originals I read, it was said that he always obeys justice and fights for the weak as a typical protagonist.

Why do I feel like I’m looking at an innocent neighborhood hyung now?

When I feel a gap between the novel I’ve been reading and the situation in front of me right now.

“Confucius Xernias?”

“······Yes?”

“Your fiancee is looking at me like she’s going to kill me. Can you help me?”

“····.”

Mikhail sent me a rescue call.

Hearing those words, I looked at Rebecca, who was next to me.

“····.”

Indeed, the princess’ eyes were full of life.

It was as if he wanted to tear off Mikhail’s mouth for saying such a thing.

“Princess.”

“······why.”

“If you do it wrong, you will be dragged into treason.”

I didn’t want to lose my beloved fiancee to treason, so I tried to stop Rebecca.

“······ Is it me? To him?”

“····.”

Rebecca just looked back at me as if she really thought so.

You don’t think so, but do you think so?

Mikhail saw that expression and pounded his chest as if it was unfair.

“Look at this, Watson. Do I really have to be treated like this and become a Crown Prince?”

“Shut your mouth.”

“yep.”

Even that was cut off by the princess’s cold exhalation.

“…were you two acquaintances?”

I was very confused.

Apart from the sense of disparity between the main character I remember and Mikhail in front of me.

Apparently, it was today, the second day of the imperial banquet, that Mikhail and Rebecca met in the original.

So now, the prince and princess should be in a first-person meeting.

“Princess, no matter what, I am the Crown Prince…”

“Because you close your mouth.”

“····.”

Isn’t that image of a brother and sister in real life, far from seeing each other?

I couldn’t even imagine how much the original was twisted.

Did you notice the expression on my face that I don’t understand?

“…because of my father, I was forced to find out.”

Rebecca told me exactly what I was curious about.

“It has no choice but to take the listener’s point of view into consideration. I didn’t know it because I wanted to know the princess.”

“What do you say?”

“····.”

The two seemed very friendly than expected.

‘Did the author write something wrong?’

To the extent that all of the contents of [The Crown Prince wields a sword] that I have read so far are all lies.

The Crown Prince, who had been beaten by the princess to such an extent that it was a pity to see him, could barely speak.

“······· Anyway, to continue the story. The imperial family is speculating that this case was originally intended to target the saint.”

“····.”

“Don’t you think so too?”

“······you’re right.”

Not as much as I thought, I was sure.

Because in the original, the assassins were targeting Estelle.

“Even though I couldn’t figure out why they were targeting you and the princess, not the saint.”

“····.”

“Anything to guess?”

Mikhail’s eyes grew sharp.

This was the Mikhail I remember.

In private affairs, he is more generous than anyone else, but in public affairs he is more like a sword.

A person like a single sharpened sword. ‘Mikhail Schelgart.’

“······sorry.”

Still, it was an expression of denial that I did not know what came out of my mouth.

I didn’t know anything, and even if I did, this case should remain in the labyrinth.

Even if I knew something, I couldn’t tell.

“········ Sure. I see.”

Mikhail took a step back as if he had no choice but to take a step back.

“I’ll leave Watson behind, so take care of yourself.”

“·······Thank you. Degradation.”

“Then let me go to the banquet hall first.”

“Go first, my lord.”

After saying goodbye to the doctor named Watson, the Crown Prince walked out of the drawing room.

*

“It’s in good condition. You can go to the banquet hall right away and enjoy the banquet.”

“······Is that so?”

Fortunately, the words that came out of the mouth of the imperial physician who examined my condition were positive.

“Yeah, as expected, the saint’s divine power is great. A poison arrow like that would not be able to withstand a normal person.”

“····.”

“Then, I’ll go too.”

“It’s been a while, but thank you.”

“I think it would be more appropriate to give thanks to the Princess, not me. You have always stood by my side while Confucius fell.”

Finally, the doctor told me to say thank you to Rebecca on my behalf.

“····.”

“····.”

I came back to the drawing room and only the princess was left.

‘······What should I say.’

I’m very awkward with this situation right now.

There were many things I wanted to ask.

What was the meaning of the warm hug from before, and how did he get to know the Crown Prince?

Was it because the doctor named Watson had always been by my side while I was lying down?

······If you really did.

what were you thinking

Countless questions ran through my mind.

After the contemplation that followed.

“·······Worried about?”

“····.”

The question that came out of my mouth was that I was worried about me as I fell.

worry.

trembling with anxiety because of fear that something will go wrong.

There was no more incompatible word between me and Rebecca, who only fought each time we met.

However, things have changed a bit now.

Before I fell down after being shot by an arrow, I said to the princess what was practically nothing like a confession.

All the words that lowered you were all lies. All the embarrassing words he had said so far were sincere.

It was not known whether Rebecca took this seriously or took it as an excuse to avoid the situation.

For me, it was all I could say.

and.

“Then why didn’t you do it?”

“····.”

“You idiot got an arrow instead of me. You weren’t worried.”

“······Is that so.”

Fortunately, my sincerity seems to have been conveyed to Rebecca.

“A much weaker subject than me. I was struck with an arrow for what reason.”

Looking at Rebecca, who was saying slander with her mouth, but her face was blushing with a bit of embarrassment.

“What if I don’t really…”

“The Princess is right. I guess I’m pretty lucky.”

“······yes?”

“Because I have such a beautiful and strong man as my fiancee.”

Hwaak-

Rebecca’s face immediately turned red.

Now that I know that my words are sincere and not lies, I think it might be worse than before.

“I probably wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for my beautiful fiancee.”

That’s why I didn’t stop praising the princess.

“Thanks to the princess who left me and stopped the assassins, the Crown Prince would have been able to arrive without delay.”

“····.”

It was quite a pleasant experience to watch Rebecca’s cheeks turn red with every sentence I finished.

“Actually, the princess is no less than a life saver.”

“If you know, be nice to me.”

Rebecca tells her to be nice to herself if she knows she owes her something.

I was still looking at the princess with a gloomy expression on her face without making eye contact with me as if she was embarrassed.

“So, I’ll make a wish.”

“······yes?”

It was so cute I thought I was going crazy.

“Suddenly, what is that…”

Rebecca suddenly looked at me as if I was talking chubby shit.

“Didn’t I win the dance match yesterday?”

“····.”

It was true that I had one wish left.

No matter what happened in the process, I was the winner of yesterday’s waltz match.

“What is your wish?”

Rebecca, who was aware of that fact, also meekly asked for a wish.

“It’s simple. Hug me like you did before.”

I proudly (?) demanded the same hug as before.

“Do you know what a cowardice really is?”

Although the princess slowly approached me to fulfill my request, she did not stop selling.

“The original world of winning is a sobering law.”

“····.”

As always, it didn’t hurt me at all.

thump- thump-

A warm hug where you can hear each other’s heartbeats like that.

It continued until my parents and the Duke and Duchess of Valencia opened the door and entered when they heard that I had woken up.