The Escort Knight Who Is Being Obsessed Over by the Villainess Wants To Run Away

Chapter 21

9. On Elijah’s birthday (2)

Assassins were mixed among the applicants for escort knight candidates.

Elijah was calm even as she watched the assassin rush at her.

Not even the first time.

There are many other things besides entering disguised in this way.

There was no need for Elijah to react.

My vision was blocked.

From the back of the maid, Lia.

What followed was a breezy burst of unpleasant sounds ripping through her skin and slicing through her bones.

There was blood on the floor.

I could see the blood flowing to the spot that Leah couldn’t cover, but Elijah was calm.

I heard the volunteers groan.

“My lady, are you okay?”

Leah asked, turning her back.

“Yes.”

Elijah answered nonchalantly.

“Sir Gawain.”

“Yes. Miss.”

She replied as he wiped the blood from her sword.

It was he who cut the assassin down with a single blade.

“Clean up and come up to the office.”

“Okay.”

Since she accepts applicants regardless of her status, this is inevitable.

I know Elijah, and I know the Bebel family.

No one bothers to point out or improve.

It’s a no-brainer anyway.

As long as Gawain is here, he cannot kill Elijah.

I don’t know if she’s been through special training for a long time.

Thus, Elijah also neglected this environment.

Because backtracking her assassins can further flesh out her own enemies.

Things like today were common, but there were elements that were not common.

All applicants were selected by Narcissi.

In other words, Narcissus can be blamed for the assassination.

‘There’s really no way that b*tch put an assassin in there.’

Although he’s an obvious human being, he’s not stupid enough to make such an obvious move.

To think that an assassin would emerge from among the people selected by Narsisi.

It’s so obvious that it’s lax.

Even Narcissus knows that it is impossible to assassinate Elijah this way.

But why mix assassins?

It’s like giving justification.

That being said, it was a meticulous maneuver of forces that Narcissus couldn’t filter out.

‘Assassin’s Guild….’

As with information guilds, a force that is difficult to deal with.

The continent’s darkest sword, only operated by someone’s request.

‘But there’s no way the person sent there could be this lax.’

It’s not an assassin’s guild, but a spy sent by a power enough to deceive Narcisi’s eyes.

‘Is it the dark gang?’

The Assassin’s Guild uses it only for solid processing without failure.

Because they are so talented, and you have to spend a lot of money to use them.

So, instead of the Assassin’s Guild, most factions run a separate internal organization to handle the dirty work.

Such an organization is called the Dark Haengdan.

It is also in the Bebel family.

The secret agent named ‘Sunspot’.

‘But there’s no way that b*tch moved the sunspot.’

As with most dark gangs, they only move on the orders of the family master.

The sunspot is also in effect owned by Balak.

Even if you are a narcissist, you cannot move the sunspot in private.

‘Who the hell are you? Trying to kill me.’

No one came to mind.

He doesn’t remember doing anything personally worthy of a grudge.

But what if it’s an enemy of the Bebel family?

What if he tried to take revenge by killing himself, the most easy-going illegitimate son of the Bevel family?

What if the goal was to weaken the power of the Bebel family by removing the seed of a dangerous mage?

Still, I can’t come up with a specific person or force.

It is not because there is none.

There are so many of them that it is impossible to pinpoint them.

A force that possesses the Dark Haengdan and does not know the details of the Bebel family’s internal affairs. Even if you summarize the characteristics, there are many….’

I also dug into the backs of the assassins who came before her several times, but none of them gave her any meaningful information.

I have a lot of work, but it became annoying.

Miguel hurriedly ran before reaching her office.

“My lady… ! Aren’t you hurt anywhere!”

“Miguel. What are you doing without a sieve?”

“Sorry, that….”

“I’m fine.”

“I am very fortunate.”

Miguel took a deep breath as if relieved.

Elijah looked up at him quietly.

I remembered Judas last time.

Yuda looked down at himself when he fell.

That uncomfortable expression is still an unexplained riddle.

Miguel’s expression just now resembled Judas.

‘It looks alike, but it’s different somewhere….’

Judah was worried about Elijah.

But Miguel was worried about his own position in which he would be responsible in the event of an accident.

Elijah couldn’t tell the difference.

“My lady? Why?”

“No. Nothing.”

After a while, I arrived at the office.

Gawain came first.

Elijah stood the two of them and gave brief instructions.

“Of course, the existing identity must be a disguise. Dig into the background where you brought it from. In particular, never forget the physical evidence that the duchess selected the people.”

Maybe we can get rid of Narcissus, who has only blonde hair and blue eyes to brag about.

The important thing is justification. Always.

“Yes, I understand.”

“And Sir Gawain. Report.”

“Yes. The weapon in his hand was a small razor. As a result of checking, there was no poison on the blade.”

It was one of the regular weapons of the assassins who came to kill Elijah.

Things like razor knives, crudely sharpened stone knives, and shards of glass.

Easy to obtain and carry.

“When inspecting belongings, it seems that they were dropped on the floor and covered with sand, and then taken out at the right time. Other than that, nothing special.”

“Yes, I understand. Change all the kids who are in charge of checking belongings today.”

“I will.”

Gawain’s salary cut was not mentioned.

You’ll know even if you don’t.

“My lady, I have something to tell you.”

Miguel bowed his head respectfully.

“Do it.”

“The Bevel family has arrived. Having breakfast with the Grand Duke….”

“I hate it.”

“Okay.”

Elijah looked out of her window with her eyes half-closed.

Aside from Narsisi, a family member I haven’t seen in months has arrived.

To celebrate her birthday.

Unlike her other guests, her family came early, but she didn’t want to see them.

‘It’s annoying….’

She wouldn’t have come to congratulate her heartily anyway.

“Today’s work, crack down so that it doesn’t leak out.”

Gawain, Miguel, Leah.

Three of her own closest aides.

I am not an ally.

Because they were selected by the head family for the purpose of surveillance.

So it doesn’t stop the family from finding out.

However, it was her best to delay it so that it does not spread outside the family.

Miguel and Gawain have left.

Elijah ate breakfast in her private dining room.

It was full of rare food.

Even so, the servants continued to carry food and fill the table.

Elijah scanned them with her nonchalant eyes.

Food that no one will ever eat in their lifetime.

Even if you sell just a handful of spices, someone can last for several months.

She was an aristocrat. She was

She was upper class, she was domineering, and she was rich.

It’s the same today.

To prepare for her birthday, a family spent an amount they could not even use in their lifetime.

There are so many presents that I have to keep them separate.

Among those gifts are also full of rare items that no one person can ever touch in their lifetime.

So I was puzzled.

According to what she recently studied, the richer she is, the happier she tends to be.

The poorer they are, the more they follow the reverse.

But why isn’t he happy?

What is happiness in the first place?

I never thought I was happy.

I don’t know what happiness is.

Is it necessary to be happy?

I think I once felt something similar to happiness, but now I can’t remember that feeling.

Even though I lived confined, the days were full of colorful colors.

Even if you try to think of it, it will be diluted by gray fog.

Universal studies, society and culture emphasize happiness.

Happiness is seen as an absolute value to be admired.

Elijah couldn’t understand.

Expensive and delicious food.

Also rare precious metals.

A valuable gift too.

Not all of them made me happy.

It has been like that since someday.

Color has disappeared from her world.

A world divided only by the contrast of achromatic colors.

A faded landscape covered with thick dark clouds and fog.

“I want to stop eating.”

She put the spoon down.

She just took a few sips of the soup.

It was barely enough for a neck or a holiday.

I had no appetite.

Today is not my birthday.

Not because I was attacked by an assassin on my birthday.

She was always like this.

***

What gift should I give to Elijah?

The worry was not long.

No matter how much I think about it, there is no way I know of a gift that will satisfy Elijah.

That said, I didn’t even choose roughly.

“I will do this.”

Richard said, looking at the gift.

“… Judah. That. Hmm. The lady is obviously young. Huh. However, that’s a bit….”

The one I chose is a doll.

A black cat doll that stretches out its body and sleeps.

I picked it because it oddly resembles Elijah.

The only difference is that he sleeps comfortably with his eyes closed.

It is hard to see Elijah so peaceful.

So, it’s also a gift I chose in the sense of living in peace.

There is also a stereotype that dolls are good for children’s gifts.

‘You look just right after holding or sleeping. It’s soft, too.’

This is Elijah sleeping while holding a doll….

I can’t imagine.

Well, I wouldn’t be able to give it to you anyway.

“I have already decided.”

She’s a precocious Elijah, so she might not like it.

The same applies to choosing other gifts.

I’ve been looking around, but this is my best.

In my eyes, this is the best.

“… Okay. It’s your money, what can I do?”

Richard couldn’t break my stubbornness.

Anna tried to stop, but she didn’t open her mouth.

The wrapped gift box was pretty decent.

So I was anxious.

‘If it’s plausible in my eyes, doesn’t it look like trash to Elijah, who is a great nobleman?’

That anxiety grew as he met his colleagues.

“Oh, looks pretty decent from the outside, doesn’t it?”

“Unexpectedly, the lady might like this.”

Elijah’s companions who arrived at Elijah’s mansion threw a word at a time.

When they heard that they were dolls, everyone’s expressions became confused.

“The gift is, um. Sincerity doesn’t matter. Hmm.”

Dylan tried to wrap my eyes somehow.

I entered the mansion following Anna’s guidance.

The normally quiet place was full of people and noisy.

It was a spectacle to see the colorful and extravagant wagons lined up.

The appearances of the guests who visited the mansion were all dazzling.

There were only aristocratic gentlemen and ladies dressed in fancy suits and dresses.

hahahahahahoho, they laughed and chatted, but they glanced at me and my party and furrowed their eyebrows.

The kind of look in your eyes that makes you wonder why these things are here.

At least Anna was in charge of her guide, so it seemed that she was recognized as a guest.

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She thinks she would have been without her even if she was kicked out.

Some of my teammates shrank, but Richard and Dylan cheered them on.

“What did you do wrong? Straighten your shoulders, these.”

“We are rightfully invited guests. There is no need to be discouraged.”

I was proud of myself because it was a place I used to go to often.

“Mr. Judas. The lady’s gifts are being received in one place. Let’s go there first.”

Anna said.

There will be so many presents, it will be difficult to receive them individually.

What about the gift and the packaging? What colleagues said.

It didn’t matter whether Elijah accepted it or not, but that wasn’t even a concern.

“A present for the lady?”

The butler who was inspecting the presents that day looked down at me and twisted the corner of his mouth.

“Isn’t that the girl who lives in the annex?”

“That’s right.”

“She said that the young lady took it for a while, so she seems to know that she can become anything.”

He had no intention of hiding his true feelings.

He was openly sarcastic and insulted me.

“You should be able to go beyond the subject. Do you even know where this place is…. You there.”

“Yes. This is Anna, the maid.”

“Take the stinky bastard and get out of here. Don’t let me come here again Will you take responsibility if there is a theft?”

Anna was a maid.

Even in this mansion, the authority belonged to the very low side.

So, I fully understood that she didn’t object.

“I’m sorry. I will go away.”

“Tsk. Anyway, the owner of the mansion, Koraksuni… Ini, even the stars….”

Muttered something like spitting.

I couldn’t hear it well because it was on the way.

“Sorry. Mr. Judas. I never knew that I would be treated like this.”

“No, it’s fine. What’s wrong with this?”

I feel dirty, but I endured it because it was unavoidable.

My roommates felt more depressed.

Some keep looking back and glaring fiercely.

The butler who kicked us out smiled politely at the other nobles.

“Stop watching. Then I will get scolded.”

With Dylan reasoning rationally, we follow Anna.

I will go to the central hall of the mansion.

Where Elijah, the protagonist of her birthday soon, will appear.

By the way….

“Hmm.”

Someone blocked our way.

The voluminous blonde hair and the wide-spreading dress were typical of nobility.

The blue eyes look down coldly.

“Oh, I….”

While Anna was flustered, the mysterious noblewoman spoke.

“I wondered where the nasty smell came from, and there are some rats running around. How do you manage the mansion? .”

Flaps a fan and speaks as if talking to himself.

Then he only twists the corner of his mouth while looking at me.

It’s an obvious mockery.

“Well, since it’s a place where beggars like you used to roam, wouldn’t it be strange to have a few rats? Is this really an aristocrat’s birthday banquet or a sewer….”

“… ….”

I have endured so far.

The nobles whispering behind my back, the butler ignoring my gift and throwing it away.

Because it was half expected. Just endured

And it was annoying to deal with the cowards who couldn’t speak openly in front of them.

That’s not necessarily the only reason.

We are Elijah’s guests.

A special guest who would have been impossible to even come here originally.

So, it’s rude to Elijah if we have an accident.

I just endured it to keep the minimum courtesy of the person who invited me.

Persevering is different from not doing anything.

It means that even if he was pissed off, he took care of it.