Whoo.
Serdel shut her mouth tightly as her breathing became rough. She was only outside for a few hours, but it felt like years had passed. She wanted to go back to her house and rest. Srrk, she was about to close her eyes.
ââThank you, Lady. Iâve received great grace that I canât even pay back with my life.â
He bowed his head deeply.
âThank you very much. If it wasnât for Lady, I probably wouldnât have found my sister. And what would happen to my sisterââ
âI couldnât promise either.â
Laura too, Blenn too.
As of this moment, she was finally able to deviate from the life of the original novel. After abuse and neglect, Laura, who was buried in an unmarked grave, was never found. After searching for traces of his younger sister, Blenn lost hope and finally went to Elbash Forest, where he joined as a mercenary trying to throw away his life. But now there will be no throwing oneâs life away.
The same may be said about the beast child, who fell asleep soundly in her arms, possibly tired. She has no idea what type of life the child experienced because he never appeared in the original. He must have suffered much if he had been locked in such a place.
The lives of numerous people who escaped the slave market have also changed. This alone is quite a twist in the original work.
All thatâs left in front of her right now is to get the power she wants with the help of Blenn.
There is still a long way to go after that, but if she keeps walking like this, she will get closer to the end someday.
âBy the way.â
Stealthily reading the air, Blenn carefully asked.
ââYou looked quite close to the man earlierâ do you know him?â
She couldnât help but raise her head and look at him.
âHaââ
How could she have completely forgotten about him? Itâs no one but Count Maient. It was ridiculous and she laughed.
ââWho is it that you laugh just by thinking about?â
âHeâs my former fiancee.â
âFormer fianceeâThen nowââ
âIâve been broken up, but thereâs nothing now. We just met by chance. But why in such a place, tsk.â
Thanks to this, she received help in the flames, but she was only grateful for an instant.
There were too many things that she had endured in the past to continue to have any feelings for him. Why on earth was he there?
âDid he like something like that?â
No way. Although he has a vicious side, he was a fairly noble person. He was never the type of person who invested time in such a place. He was someone who considered even bullying a waste of time.
It was highly likely that he approached the place with some ulterior purpose like her, not just to enjoy it.
âWhat could that be?â
If it was to find someone among the slaves, he would have found them when there was a riot.
âNot doing so means that the slave market itself, or the aristocrats who enjoy visiting there, was his purpose.â
Who would he be interested in at this timeâ.
âCount Solette?â
Her eyes shone sharply. At that time, the carriage stopped and the door opened quickly as if it had sprung open the moment they arrived.
âLady, please excuse me.â
Terra, who stretched out his hand, grabbed Serdelâs waist and lowered her before Blenn could even step out.
âExcuse me, Lady.â
When Blenn, who was holding Laura, got off next, Terra, who was hesitant, got back to the coachmanâs seat.
âIâll finish hiding the traces of the carriage quicklyâ because itâs urgent. You can go in and treat Lady first.â
He spoke firmly with an inappropriately harsh face, but as she looked at him to see if his actions were presumptuous, a smile came out.
âDonât worry, Terra. And you did a good job.â
It was a compliment for treating Laura first.
Donât feel guilty because your judgment and decision are not wrong.
His closed lips were distorted.
âGo and come back.â
As Serdel nodded, he looked at Blenn for the last time and moved away with the carriage. Silence fell between them. The cool early morning air penetrated through the skin and hit the bones. Whoosh, she got goosebumps around her neck.
The two walked slowly, holding Blennâs sleeping younger sister and the beast child respectively.
âItâs cold.â
As she moved her body, her condition got worse and worse. The fever seemed to rise, and she felt so stiff.
âItâs so cold. Iâm dizzy.â
The aftermath of breathing a lot of bitter smoke was severe nausea.
ââAre you okay?â
âItâs okay, so please tie your sisterâs coat collar properly. Donât try to put it on me clumsily.â
Serdel eased his hesitation.
ââIâm sorry. Iâm sorry for being so careless. I should have been helpful, but I didnâtâ.â
It was only natural because this child he had barely met, even though he had received favor from her, was more precious. Besides, didnât he save her from such a place?
âYou were helpful enough. Stop being sorry.â
Despite the sudden order, he did not panic and followed her words well.
âI actually did the wrong thing.â
Although she was concerned that there might be an ambush while she was rescuing Laura, she did not pursue a variety in the items she had thought about preparing.
If she had a larger amount of higher-level potions. Or if only she didnât focus on being aggressive and purchased various lower-level scrolls. There would have been no difficulty saving the child, no injury to herself, and no being trapped in flames and helped by Count Maient.
âTodayâs me was the worst in many ways.â
The excuse that it was unavoidable in the face of unexpected circumstances does not work. Even more so in front of what she did even though she knew that the moment she twisted even one foot, a huge blade would come down on her neck. Unless her ability of foresight simply shows the future like today.
In order not to repeat the same mistake again and be ready for the numerous cross-sections of foresight that might unfold in her mind, she had to be more thorough with preparation.
âLady, waitâ¦I donât think I canâ¦â
âHmm?â
After walking in thought for a while, Blenn grabbed her and put the coat he had removed from Laura around her shoulders.
âI shouldnât have been selfish even though I received a lot of grace, Iâm sorry for the hesitation. My sister was treated with a potion and is in my arms, so her body temperature wonât drop any further.â
He added before she could even say it was okay.
âYou donât look so good. Iâm worried that youâll faint soonââ
Hiiing!
âYoung Lady!â
For a moment, she thought a thunderbolt had struck next to her. Astonished, she looked ahead to see Count Maient, hastily jumping off a horse.
Huck, huck. Running with ragged breathing that would not calm down, he suddenly grabbed Serdel by both shoulders. He used great force.
âAre you okay? Are you hurt anywhere!â
His hastily asked questions were ridiculous. His blackened face and clothes were obviously dirty, and the tip of the hair was burnt, so the smell of burning and sweat was mixed and the odor wafted from him. In addition to that, his complexion was so tired and pale even his bright eyes couldnât make up for it.
ââAre you worried about me?â
It was the first time seeing Count Maient so messy.
âYoung Lady was kidnapped by a mysterious man in front of me! How can I not worry about this?â Maybe Iâm wrongâ I think I should let the count know about thisâ.â
There was no lie in the trembling voice.
However, through his eyes that slowly began to sink when he saw her uninjured body, she could intuit that he had finished his own calculations while âracingâ to this place.
His intention is to inform Count Cartal that she has been kidnapped, help her father, and then gain the authority to enter the Elbash Forest again. Unfortunately, she could see everything.
So even more. He would be disappointed that she was unharmed. His eyes, rolling around, glancing sneakily, seemed to show his busy mind that was trying to revise his plan. She almost burst into laughter.
âYeah. He was this kind of guy.â
A bad guy who turns another personâs crisis into his own opportunity. The questions he asked were all out of concern for himself.
âThis bastard.â
âGet out of her way.â
She was going to say, âIâm okay, so get out of here,â but Blenn, who read her unpleasant expression, intervened. Only then did Count Maientâs gaze move slowly as if he had only just noticed Blenn was there.
âTake those hands away.â
Blenn glared at Count Maient, and would have drawn his sword at any moment if he had not been holding his sister.