The Hero Party Couldn’t Kill Me

Chapter 6: Council of Nobles (2)

‘… Where is this?’

Iris looked around.

It was dark all around, so she couldn’t see very well, but for some reason she recognized that this place was in the woods.

The clothes are the same as the pajamas worn when sleeping. He was barefoot, not even wearing shoes.

Iris put her foot down, frowning.

“Ouch!”

She flinched at the tingling pain she felt in the soles of her feet, as if there were thorns on the floor. After taking a moment to catch her breath, Iris took a cautious step.

At that time.

Tadadadadadadada…….

The sound of someone running behind her came from behind.

“Iris is over there! Catch it!”

The sound of footsteps grew louder and louder, accompanied by the screams of an unknown man.

Frightened, Iris instinctively started running away. She still hurt every time she stepped on the ground, as if there were thorns on her floor, but she ran without stopping.

I couldn’t see an inch in front of her, so I didn’t know where she was going. Not even knowing what was in front of her, she ran aimlessly.

Then the ground suddenly went down and Iris fell down as it was.

After falling for a while, she suddenly felt a sharp pain all over her body.

She finally came to her senses and looked around her.

Thanks to the light shining from somewhere, I could now see my surroundings.

The place she fell was a thorn bush. And the bushes were sparsely blossomed.

Familiar light purple rose.

That was Mystic Rose.

‘Why is this…… ?’

Iris was taken aback when she noticed the identity of the flower in front of her eyes. Why did the flower she used to assassinate the Duke of Rossi appear in front of her eyes?

But without her second thought, her hands, suddenly out of nowhere on her, grabbed her arms and shoulders and pulled her up.

The scene changed in an instant. She was on her knees in the garden in front of her imperial palace, her body tightly bound.

Beside her, the imperial guards stood in line.

Soon, the princess appeared in front of her.

Her princess looked at her with her bug-like eyes and said.

“No way, I didn’t know you poisoned the Duke of Rossier.”

“That… What do you mean?”

“Why did you think you wouldn’t know? Anyone can see that the culprit was you, Iris, right?”

The princess said, throwing her pale pink rose at Iris’ feet. When she saw Mystic Rose again, Iris was speechless.

“Take care of it.”

At her princess’s command, two of her royal guards each grabbed her iris by one shoulder and dragged her along.

Realizing instinctively that she was being dragged to her execution site, Iris screamed and struggled, but the ropes that bound her held her back by the strength of her soldiers holding her shoulders. It was too powerful.

As her resistance slowly subsided, Iris checked the crowd that had gathered around her.

Everyone in her was looking at her with a cold gaze, like one of her, as if they had pre-squeezed her.

Among that huge crowd, there was someone who looked like a saint.

“Holy Lady! Saintess! How did this happen? Hurry up and save me!!”

Iris called her saintess so that her throat would burst.

However, her saintess only looked at her with her cold eyes and did not show any movement.

So she was brutally dragged to the place of execution, and a noose was put around her neck.

And the moment the footrest beneath her descended….

Iris jumped out of bed.

***

“Heo Eok… Heo-eok…… “

Iris held her own neck and let out a rough breath.

The rough feel of the noose around her neck. She could still vividly feel the tightness in her throat.

Even the pain from being stabbed with thorns all over her body seemed to be felt weakly.

But she was also clean without a single scar.

“Iris-sama! Are you okay?”

When her breathing calmed down somewhat, the escort driver standing next to her asked.

Not feeling her presence at all, Iris was taken aback for a moment.

At this, the escort knight said in bewilderment.

“I’m sorry. But the duke was screaming, so I came here because I was worried.”

“My… Did I scream?”

“Yes, it is.”

For a moment, I felt a strong feeling. She wondered if she was having that damned nightmare and talking about something strange in her sleep?

“Have you heard anything else besides that?”

“Yes? Uh… yes. I heard only screams.”

The way the escort knight stuttered somewhere seemed suspicious for nothing, but Iris got over it.

It must have been because of his crazy dream that he became sensitive.

“… Okay. Just go.”

“Yes, then I hope you have a good night’s sleep.”

After leaving her escort, Iris lit a candle for a moment and checked the clock in her room.

It’s still 2 in the morning.

She slept less than an hour.

“… I hope you won’t have the same dream again.”

Iris extinguished the candle and lay back on the bed. She was afraid to go back to sleep because of the nightmare a while ago, but she had a lot of work to do tomorrow, so she tried to sleep.

But.

“Haa… ha… ….”

Maybe it’s because she has vivid memories of her dream that she had just a moment ago. She couldn’t fall asleep easily.

A senseless fear took over. I fear that if I close her eyes, she will wander in that unfamiliar forest again. I’m afraid her true identity will be exposed. She fears that she will be shunned by everyone and hanged.

“… Damn it.”

She tried to get her thoughts off her head and go back to sleep, but those worries awoke her.

So she took out a glass bottle from a drawer.

A sleeping pill that forces you to fall asleep.

Come to think of it, she was made by old Lucas, so I’m a bit reluctant for nothing, but the effect is certain.

She swallowed a sleeping pill and went back to bed. Soon she was able to get her sleep.

Fortunately, she had no dreams, but when she woke up in the morning, she complained of extreme fatigue.

***

“Did you say the meeting of the nobles will be held in three days? Have you thought of a way to convince them?”

The next afternoon.

She was not feeling well, but the saintess only spoke words that stifled her breath.

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Iris recalled the cold eyes of the saintess she had seen in her dream last night.

“Iris. Are you listening to me now?”

Did she have the same nightmare? Or is it an illusion? Today, the saintess’ tone also sounded quite sharp.

“I will take care of that. Please don’t bother me too much.”

So, Iris also answered in her sharp tone.

“I don’t think you understand how important the noble meeting of the Duke of Rossier is right now.”

“Why don’t I know? I know. It’s not going to be solved just by looking at it like that, so please wait.”

The saintess seems to have noticed something incongruent with Iris’ sharp reaction.

“By any chance, did something happen yesterday?”

“What do you mean?”

“Now you inherited the position of head of the family and received the title of duke. But it doesn’t seem like he’s very happy.”

Iris let out a long sigh at the saintess’s question. Perhaps because of the scene in her dream last night, she was reluctant to tell the saintess for nothing.

“I had trouble sleeping yesterday.”

“… What was your dream?”

“It was a dream in which I would be accused of killing my father and die.”

“That’s just a dream. Are you still uncomfortable with a part of your heart?”

Moments later, Iris was about to tell her story about her Mystic Rose.

“Just… The dream was so vivid.”

“It is very likely that it is a psychological problem. Forget about it now. Because the goddess won’t ask you for your sins. So if you pray to the goddess, it will be resolved.”

The saintess gave the expected prescription.

If it were her original self, she would have followed her words without questioning the saint’s words.

But she harbors a bit of distrust in her words, perhaps because her nerves are sharp for no reason, or because she feels that the saint’s words are not persuasive.

“… Anyway, after the noble meeting is over, report it to me.”

After her words, the saintess cut off her communication.

‘There is no worry about me at all.’

Iris felt disappointed at such an attitude.

She also did something strange. Originally, the saintess didn’t do this. Even if it’s a pretense, she even pretends to sincerely sympathize with others’ words and gives comforting words, but why did it feel cold today?

Did she become sensitive because of Edmund? Or did Iris become sensitive? No, it’s both

“Haa… ….”

Iris let out a long sigh.

She is in a situation where she is at a loss as to what to do with her duties because she has not received proper education for her craft, but her saintess is only teasing her.

In the meantime, Edmund doesn’t know when he will come and take revenge on her.

With yesterday’s unpleasant nightmare added to this, Iris couldn’t stand her already.

“aaa!!!”

Iris crumpled up a bunch of her papers from her desk and threw them at the awkward wall.

However, she soon made up her mind again and she began to take care of the Duke’s duties step by step.

Iris was so focused on her work that she didn’t notice.

In that moment, her shadow moved slightly differently from her actions.