DYBAR - Chapter 141 < Starting Point of the Counterattack >

DYBAR - Chapter 141 < Starting Point of the Counterattack >

Do Your Best And Regret

A glimpse of light appeared between the threads of the sack. The wind seeped through the torn parts of my wet robes.

It was outside after two hundred and eighty cylindrical stairs, five sounds of a bundle of keys, and the sound of creaking planks.

Winster was keenly aware.

When he was climbing the stairs, he felt the sound of heels and short strides that had not been there before. The only thing that sounded familiar among them was Howard's footsteps. The sound of dragging one leg, mixing regularity and irregularity as if the leg was injured, was one of Vikander's codes.

'Good health, no abnormalities.'

Anyway, even in this situation, it was Howard-like behavior. Winster chuckled. He could taste the fishy taste of iron under the wad of cloth that filled his mouth, but he was glad.

The more he walked, the closer the sound of the horse came. There was a crude sound of hinges opening and closing as if there was a carriage right in front of him.

"Put them in this wagon and cover them with straw."

The woman's pitchless voice was the same as the one speaking to the guard.

"By order of Her Majesty the Empress, I would like to take the two criminals away for a brief Interrogation."

After being loaded like a pack, a straw was covered over the body. Soon the carriage departed. It was a good thing it was a cheap carriage. Because the carriage shook as the coachman instructed.

The Princess Palace and the Empress Palace. Even if he was blindfolded, Winster was able to draw parts of the imperial palace on the map with his eyes closed.

Are they going to the Empress' palace like this?

Winster quickly guessed the carriage's path. But soon, Winster blinked his swollen eyes.

However, no matter how far the dungeon was, the carriage headed in one direction without any turning because it was going to the Empress palace like... As if trying to escape this imperial palace.

And Winster's prediction was correct.

At one point, there was an eerie sound of iron bars moving. There was one of two places where something unoiled opened and closed with a dull sound. The side door where the horse fodder carriage enters and exits, or the food supply gate close to the Princess's palace.

He had clear memories of coming and going with the theater company in the past. The view of the road vividly appeared before his closed eyes. Carriages at a constant speed, winding roads with sharp turns, and even shops, standing on both sides of the road.

The place he was passing by now was Laheirn Street.

It was unexpected. Was this something the Empress did on her own, or was it something the Crown Prince turned a blind eye to? 

Sobel at the Grand Duke's residence will already be under the Crown Prince's surveillance, so it's probably not something he planned.

No way, His Highness.....? 

The thought that suddenly came to mind was short-lived. Winster shook his head as if dumbfounded by the thought. This method was not his type. Above all, there was no way the telegram he wrote in his official residence would have slipped through the system. 

Then who? 

Strangely enough, Winster's instinct was aimed at one person. He thought she had just grown up, but it turned out she had done great things. She was the one who touched people's hearts like a drizzle.

The carriage suddenly stops. The moment he took a breath as he heard the carriage door open.

"Please tell Your Majesty that I will keep my promise."

Winster couldn't breathe again. That voice that doesn't show a single trace of emotional agitation is truly unbelievable.

"I said I would discuss the wounds of my knights again later." 

No, even though he didn't want to believe it, the young lady was right. Winster unconsciously bit his lip.

***

I was left speechless at the sight of the knights covering their wet bodies with straw, covering them in a sack. But the priority was to get out of the system.

Consolation for the hardships and pains my knights must have experienced in the imperial palace came later.

So, I just moved the carriage and put it on fire. Only when Dean, who took the reins, hurriedly started the carriage, did Bethany and I undo the sacks that covered the knight's faces.

"Oh my God."

I gripped the hem of my dress hard as Bethany let out her moans. The inside of my throat felt sore as if hot water had been poured on it.

The two people's faces were as swollen as their messy necks. Still, I felt relieved that they were in front of me. But it didn't seem to be the knights.

Blinking little by little, the eyes of the two people who were getting used to the blurry moonlight were filled with astonishment.

Tsk.

There was blood on the corner of Winster's mouth as he spat out the wad of cloth that filled his mouth. At the same time, a cold voice filled the carriage.

"Miss? Why are you here?"

I paused for a moment.

It was my first time seeing Winster without any mischief. When the person who was always joking lost his expression, the Intimidation doubled. His cold gaze was directed at Bethany.

"Bethenny. You did something unexpected. Lord Szellin, really......." 

Ha.

The soft sigh was painful. Bethany hung her head in something he half expected. No matter how important their lives were, the Young Lady was a prospective Grand Duchess.

"I don't know how you knew, but if it was like this, you should have been in the Great Siege. Even if we cannot be released and die, you must receive protection from the Grand Duke family as the center of the Grand Duke family."

An emotionless voice continued.

A knight protects his master, and the master protects his honor. It was a perfect theory that could not be questioned.

Howard, whose face was frozen with excessive coldness, slapped Winster, but Winster could not stand it. He understood just a little bit what the Grand Duke was thinking.

The Young Lady sacrifices without knowing the extent. She's the kind of person who gives affection to someone to the point where she's so reckless. 

At the same time as his heart ached, Winster looked at the Young Lady with a colder face.

"I know how you came, but..."

"Getting you out was the most I could do."

"Miss!"

"Still, it's good to see you again. I was really worried."

Just as he was about to lose his temper, Winster found himself speechless. Eyes filled with affection examined the swollen face. And he said with a light sigh.

"I am sorry if I have caused any inconvenience to the knights' chivalry. However, I swear that I had no intention of disparaging the skills of the Vikander knights, especially those of you who have great trust in His Highness the Grand Duke."

Her calm sincerity immediately showed Olivia's trustworthiness toward the knights. Even though he knew, hearing it in words was unfamiliar to him. Winster felt his earlobes hot.

"I just wanted to keep you away from danger as best as I could."

"But..."

"You guys are my knights. From the moment I received the oath from you, or even before I received it, I thought of you as my people."

I laughed a little. Winster, who brought the medicine, and Howard, who took care of it without saying a word. 

I thought it might be funny to show my excitement, but fortunately, the knights remained silent and waited for my next words.

"And I'm the one who came here...."

I pursed my lips. I had a lot to say, but I didn't know where their ears would be. So, starting with the previous Grand Duke and talking about my abilities...

"I'll tell you the details after we get out of the system."

But even so, the knights' faces did not clear up. I wasn't trying to get away, but I shrugged my shoulders, trying to hide my downcast face.

"This is an order, so if you're going to scold me, get in line. Now, listening to what I said, I think Edwin will scold me for three days when I return."

Winster clenched his fists without realizing it.

He had to be angry. Hoping that this danger would be the last, she had to awaken to her status as a reserve Grand Duchess, but...

"You should never have something like this happen again......"

To his relief, Winster was now keenly feeling the Grand Duke's feelings once again. Watching him lose to the girl all the time made him feel bad sometimes.

"Thank you for saving me, Miss."

The Young Lady raised her head. Watching the cheeks of her calm face turn red little by little, Winster struggled to get his stern words out.

"My first words should have been this, I'm sorry. I swore to be the Lady's sword, and you has become my shield."

"It's natural."

Winster smiled bitterly as he promised that if he returned, he would do whatever it took to educate the Young Lady for her position.

He became clearer on what he had to do before returning to Vikander.

"But, lady. I think I have to visit the imperial palace again."

Once again Olivia opened her eyes wide. Because her dumb face was pretty and funny, Winster laughed heartily and held his stomach.

Ugh-. 

It was as painful as it was funny.

For information, Jürgen.

They were imprisoned with someone she didn't even know existed. She was sorry, but Olivia couldn't let the knight go to the imperial palace again.

"It may be rude, but is Jürgen so valuable that you would risk going in?"

"No."

Winster shook his head.

"Jurgen is an intelligence officer. Although she's indebted to Your Highness and knows a great deal about Vikander, she cannot be trusted like those who are loyal to Vikander."

"So?"

"Anyone who can open their mouth as much as necessary is a risk factor."

"Does Jürgen have any information that could harm Edwin?"

Winster, who had been answering silently, pressed his lips together. There was no information that the Grand Duke would be harmed.

But he had heard the story of the girl at Eddington.

Olivia, who was looking at Winster without an answer, had to make her decision. And the decision was easier than she thought.

"Say it."

"......I will come back quickly, first,"

"Instead, I'll be waiting at the coffee house from earlier."

"..."

"If the Crown Prince comes to visit me, I can go to the imperial palace."

"Miss!"

Winster, who looked caught off guard, rolled his eyes and objected vehemently. But Olivia shrugged her shoulders.

The time the Empress had given me was coming to an end. The Prince would soon notice, and if so, it was only a matter of time before Winster in the Islands would be caught.

"It's too late to escape the system anyway. You can just leave."

"Just leave me here!"

Winster looked as if he would jump out of his carriage at any moment. Olivia smiled softly and squeezed the door of her carriage.

"The reason I took the risk and came to the Islands was to return safely with Lord Calter and Lord Interfield."

"But it is more dangerous if you are caught by the Prince. You don't have to do anything to save Jurgen,"

"Where is the prison she was held in? The dungeon in the East Palace, the underwater prison in the West Palace, the Noble Prison, or the Orfeille Prison?"

Olivia Interrupted Winster. Even Winster didn't know about the prison that was being talked about in succession. But if it's a dungeon... Winster quickly answered.

"It's the dungeon of the Winter Palace."

"Why?"

"Because we were in the basement......"

Winster blinked dumbly. Olivia said with a bright smile.

"There are only two prisons in the imperial palace: the Orfeille Dungeon in the West Palace, and the prison in the north where nobles and felons are detained."

"..."

"Of course, I didn't go inside the prison, so I don't know the structure. But here and now, no one knows the ways of the imperial palace better than me."

Knowing the ways of the imperial palace was a great asset. Even more so if she knows the location of the prison. Winster, who knew this well, stopped protesting any further.

Olivia told him about the route he knew in her low voice, and then she added.

"Please use the imperial palace path that you know to this extent. And if I'm in the coffee house, all eyes will be on me, so it'll be easier to get Jurgen to escape."

No one could overcome her stubbornness, which was as strong as an iron tendon.

Olivia smiled brightly and knocked on the driver's seat. When Dean stopped the carriage, she herself opened the door and said.

"So, come back quickly."

"But, Lady. Isn't it quite risky to face the Prince?"

Olivia felt sorry for Winster trying to change her mind, but Olivia shook her head.

"I prefer to go out without friction, but if the situation is not favorable, I have also considered going all the way to the imperial palace. So, there is no need to worry now." 

Everyone maintained heavy silence. Olivia grinned and extended her arm toward Bethany.

"Before that, Bethany. Can you cast one spell on me?"

***

The Empress blinked her eyes.

Her son, her son, held her continent in her hands, and the Prince came to her to report that the Marchioness of Offem had taken two of the knights out of the dungeon. It was right away.

"You took out two knights."

The Prince, who had kicked out the maids, looked at her face for the first time in her life and asked her about the whereabouts of the two knights. 

The Empress hurriedly explained the situation.

'Olivia dared to threaten both the Princess and the Duke of Elkin at the same time, risking her revenge after she became the Crown Princess. She is very creepy and poisonous......'

With these words.

She said that her blunt but sweet son had been indifferent to her mother, and she thought he would take her side.

But.

"So...... Your Majesty, you just fell for those words and gave up two knights?"

The cold, dry voice was as creepy as the threat of a poisonous snake.

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