Gabrielâs eyes, standing in front of the blazing fire, were dyed red. Gabriel raised his lips. He burns all of his miserable past.
He was planning not to leave any traces of Gabriel in the hunting grounds of Burstoad.
This is to burn Gabrielâs past.
âYour highness the Crown Prince.â
Gabrielâs assistant bowed his head.
âThe incineration has been completed. I think it would be best for you to leave now.â
Gabriel glanced at the assistant and turned the horseâs head. Gabrielâs shameful past was disappearing into ashes.
âWhat about the hunting ground keeper?â
âIâve got him.â
Gabriel nodded. Even if the others donât know, I promised myself that I would surely kill the hunting ground keeper.
Of course, the hunting groundskeeper was so messed up that he couldnât escape. Without Gabriel needing to search for the keeper, he was drunk and lying in his den.
It is said that after he was fired from his job as a hunting groundskeeper, he was kicked out of the dukeâs residence and ordered to be deported.
These are all orders of Daphne, Duchess of Burstoad.
âDaphneâ¦.â
Gabriel closed his eyes.
Although he didnât resented Daphne for failing to punish the hunting groundskeeper who tried to harass and rape him, he was grateful to Daphne, who was unchangingly kind.
Thanks to her kindness, Gabriel had a chance to kill Triever himself.
Gabrielâs hatred and anger were directed both towards the tree and the hunting grounds. Both of them wanted to be erased.
Wasnât it the one who presented Gabriel with the most humiliating past?
And⦠After all this is over, I will stand in front of Daphne again. Not as slaves, but as highest member of the Imperial family of this empire.
Iâm sure Daphne⦠will be waiting for me. Didnât that crazy Cesare also imprison Daphne?
There was no way Daphne could have been left alone with that filthy temperament. How sad and difficult! In that cold tower, she might be sleeping, curled up on a hard wooden bed. And hope for someone to save her.
âI shouldnât have been caught.â
Gabriel sharpened his teeth. Even in such a situation, the kind Daphne was the first to worry about Gabriel.
She sent a maid to the dungeon. It was clear to my eyes how much Cesare had been cruel to Daphne because of that.
I felt like Daphne was crying, so I felt dizzy every day.
âDaphne⦠Waitâ¦â
I will surely rescue Daphne from that manâs arms and set her free.
It wasnât that man who deserved Daphneâs love, but Gabriel. The right person to live with Daphne is not the Duke of Burstoad, but Gabriel.
Daphne would also have a different idea.
Tired of the tyranny of Duke Burstrod, she eventually ran away and was caught by the Duke.
Gabriel had the confidence to make her happier than anyone else.
âIâll go now.â
Gabriel walked away from the rising flames.
My Daphne will be waiting.
****
âIs there a fire? Who was injured?â
âWe are still figuring it out, Duchess.â
What is this? Upon hearing Sir Josephâs report, Cesareâs expression grew serious.
âDaphne, I guess I should go check the hunting grounds.â
âOh, wait! How are you going to shut the fire?â
â⦠Fire is not extinguished. waiting for it to turn off. The size of the fire is too large to be put out by pouring water on it. Iâll try my best to do it manually, but it wonât be easy. There is a limit to pumping water directlyâ¦.â
After all, there is no such thing as a firetruck here.
âIâm sorry, but I think Iâll have to leave here today. Can you go back first?â
At the end of Cesareâs words, he used a sweet and soothing tone.
Once again, I realize that this world is based on the Middle Ages.
Do you put out the fire by scooping it out by hand? Yes, there is no way it can be turned off within today. But what if the fire spreads to other places?
Unfortunately, this was not a world where magic existed.
It was a worldview in which two beautiful protagonists share a devastating, beautiful and cocky romance.
Ooh, think, think! There must be a way to put out the fire. You canât bring a fire truck here, but⦠ah!
âHey, Sir Joseph!â
âYes, madam.â
âIs the fire spread wide?â
âThe fire is still spreading around the area where the hunting grounds keepers lived. The fire spread to where the slaves lived. However, as the fire is getting bigger and bigger, there is a possibility that it will spread throughout the hunting groundsâ¦.â
Joseph mumbled. I see Cesareâs face turn cold.
Cesare is the male protagonist of the novel, a man who loved his family and land.
It made me feel sorry for him, who had been smiling happily all day today.
Cesare rubbed his face.
âItâs helpless.â
âItâs like that in front of nature.â
Joseph muttered with a blank expression on his face.
Cesare opened his mouth.
âDaphne, now itâs reallyâ¦â
âWait! Wait a minute! Sir Joseph, one more!â
âYes, madam?â
âIsnât there a big lake nearby? Itâs a huge lake so that it does not dry out no matter how much water is used!â
âSince it is a hunting ground and a forest, there are many rivers and lakes nearby. But if you try to shut the fire by using water from there, people will get hurt.â
âYou have to use tools, not people!â
Even in this world, there was a pump that pumped water.
Wait, Cesare. This body will take care of everything! I say you look better when you smile!
âAre there any giant pumps? It was used in a brewery or something. What if we put it in a lake to pump water and then spray it with something like a rubber hose? A lake or a river! If only we could install it quicklyâ¦!â
Cesareâs eyes widened. Joseph clapped.
âI donât know what a rubber hose isâ¦! Thereâs a pump used to pump water, so it looks possible, Your Excellency!â
Since Burstoad was a famous estate for breweries, there were several huge breweries next to the wide hunting grounds. There will be several large pumps used there.
And since the fire could spread to the brewery, it seemed like it would be easy to ask for cooperation.
âNow go to the village and gather the people to see if they keep the coffins made of leather. And Joseph! Gather the knights and get ready to start the pump! And send the rest of the knights to the brewery!â
Unlike before, Cesare said vigorously.
It was much better than the cold-hardened appearance before.
âDaphne.â
âYes?â
âThank you so much. You are truly a genius.â
I know!
*****
Fortunately, the great fire that engulfed the hunting grounds gradually shrunk.
It is all thanks to the fact that the people of the territories took the lead in extinguishing the fire as if it were their own business. It was fortunate that the forest could have been burned down.
Besides, there were no injuries in the hunting grounds.
The only one who died was the hunting ground keeper. Triever, that bastard.
I told you to leave the Duchy as soon as possible, but why are you still there?
It is my responsibility for not checking because I was busy after the punishment was given.
Anyway, Triever said he was so caught in the fire that he couldnât recognize it. Itâs the worst death ever. Though heâs a man who deserves to die for.
The reason we knew it was a Triever was because the metal bracelet he wore was still there. Slaves working in the hunting grounds testified.
I shook my head.
Is this Godâs punishment?
Shannet babbled as she combed my hair.
âSir Joseph said we can put out the fire thanks to madam, is that true?â
âWhatâ¦â
I thought of hoses and pumps. That actually helped a lot in quelling the fire.
In such a case, a more definitive answer is to just pretend you donât know and blush rather than answering outright. Shannett was smart and fully understood the signals I was sending.
âAlsoâ¦! Madam is really great! In fact, I donât know that a small fire can be such a big fire?â
âItâs⦠The technicians who installed the pumps, the people who connected the pipes, and the people who moved the pumps are amazing.â
I said humbly.
Shannet clapped her hands. The comb that was combing my hair had been handed over to another maid.
âMadam is really perfect!â
I know. I think so too! Arenât I the hero of this Burstoad?
I raised my nose to my heartâs content. Oh, if only it was Korea⦠Iâll get a certificate of commendation. Unfortunately there is no such thing here.
âAh, but⦠Did you hear that, madam?â
âWhat?â
In this case, secret stories are bound to come out. I listened to Shannetâs words. Shannet lowered her voice, lowered her body, and whispered.
âSomeone says that this fire doesnât seem to come naturally.â
âWhat? Then who is doing this?â
âThey donât know that yet. The fire is so big, when I go there too. At that time, all the slaves were out and working, and⦠The only person who witnessed it was dead.â
âThe keeper of the hunting grounds?â
âYes! Have you not seen the face of the person who killed you?â
âWell⦠Didnât you see the face of the person who killed you?â
I have goosebumps. I canât believe that person is dying.