Eyes without a trace of hostility were staring at me.
He asked back in a calm voice.
"Why do you ask that?"
The man who was rolling his eyes answered.
"I thought maybe I could help. So that we can get out of here safely."
I stared blankly at a man I had never seen before, a man who was trying to help a woman who had threatened him with a piece of glass to his throat just moments before.
"I saw some people blocking the exit a little while ago. The atmosphere seemed unusual, so I looked around and came here. I don't think it would be difficult for even the greatest person to get out on their own."
"..."
"If I wanted to cause trouble, I would have screamed a long time ago. As you can see now, I am free."
He raised his hands and waved them as if he did not want to antagonize me.
It wasn't exactly wrong, but no matter how urgent I was, I wasn't foolish enough to grab a stranger's hand.
What's more, I've just been stabbed in the back by someone I almost trusted. The man must have seen the young wariness in my eyes and smiled slightly.
"Really, I just want to cooperate."
The eyes, unable to see a single trace of the enemy, were bent like a bow.
I looked at his young hand toward me and slowly shook my head.
"What do you believe in there?"
"I don't particularly benefit from helping you, but..."
The man glanced down the hallway and shrugged his shoulders.
"Because It gives me a chance to annoy the person chasing you."
Do you know who is chasing me? I was about to ask that question, but I closed my mouth.
The people all over the place and the people standing blocking the entrance were Eric's people, so a smart person would have noticed them.
'So, this man now...'
Are you trying to help me escape in order to screw Eric?
It was certainly a compelling motive.
Now, I am in the form of 'Rebecca', and the author knows that he will not receive much in return for helping me.
Nevertheless, it makes sense if the reason he came forward to help me was solely because of his hostility toward Eric.
"..."
Besides, he was right.
Even though my appearance has changed, it is difficult to get out of here alone.
'Even though it's in tatters, what I'm wearing is the dress Eric gave me as a gift.'
It was obvious that the moment someone recognized me, rather than running away, I would be caught and questioned in various ways.
But will this man really help?
It was a time when we were facing each other's eyes and internally conflicting.
[Master.]
Windy's voice rang in my head.
[ I tried to divert the attention of as many people as possible, but there was one person who was quick to notice. They are going back into the building, so we need to hurry.]
"Is the exit still blocked?"
[Yes. I checked other places just in case, but even the back door was tightly guarded.]
I glanced at the man in front of me and made a decision.
"Is there a restroom or other dressing room nearby?"
[If you turn left right in front of you, you will see a door. A maid is resting there.]
"Hey."
The man who had been waiting for my answer, standing still at my words, had his eyes sparkling.
He's not particularly trustworthy, but if he's that shy, he might be able to do it even without any special talent.
"Have you ever tried to modify something?"
"Yes?"
The man who was smiling faintly at my question widened his eyes as if puzzled.
***
"Excuse me?"
The maid was startled by the sudden knocking sound and woke up.
When she opened the door, what she saw in front of her was a noble Prince with a friendly smile.
A handsome appearance, neat attire, and even a friendly gaze. The young maid's face turned red as she faced him.
"I think I lost something while I was sleeping in the room over there. Can you help me find it?"
"Sure. I'll find it for you."
She quickly nodded and followed him into the room where I was hiding. I quickly entered the space where the maid was staying.
I could see things scattered all over the place in a haphazard manner.
I walked in with great strides and took out the clothes hanging on one side of the wall.
Although it was not a beautiful dress, it was neat and tidy as it was clothing prepared for those who walked around the ballroom and worked.
I hid the tattered dress aside, changed my clothes, and went outside when the man suddenly showed his face.
"You changed your clothes."
"What about the maid who was with you?"
"She's probably tidying up the room right now."
The man who glanced at my outfit looked down the hallway.
The sound of the person walking, hurriedly soon moved away in another direction.
It didn't seem like he had any idea that I would be in the lounge where the user was staying.
"It will be difficult to go out alone because you don't have a pass. I will accompany you to the carriage."
"..."
You are helping me with so much passion and sincerity?
At this point, I really started to wonder what Eric had done to this man.
I glanced at the hand held out to me, then passed him by and took the lead.
"A maid being an escort, it looks too suspicious."
"Yes."
The man followed me with a somewhat regretful smile.
As soon as I started hearing people's loud voices, my attention naturally started to focus there.
"Thank you, Sir."
"I hope you had a good time."
Behind the people leaving the ball early after saying their formal greetings, men guarding the entrance came into view.
He had his head down in a polite manner, but his eyes were bright. I was able to be sure when I saw that even the last look of the back was glanced over again.
These people are also one of the group of men who are 'looking' for me.
"Relax your body. Be polite, but if you are too stiff, you may attract attention."
I glanced up at the man as he came closer and heard a whispering voice.
Hearing the words given with a friendly smile, I took a breath and started walking again. Someone's hand blocked my path toward the doorway.
"Stop. Where are you going?"
The person who answered the husky voice was not me, but a man.
"I got too excited today and mismanaged my clothes, so I borrowed a coat from Sir Leon. In return, I decided to give you the ruby that I found at the auction as a gift, but I thought it would be better to send it to a maid here than to send it to a child from the mansion."
The gatekeeper's eyes narrowed as he looked at the black leather coat the man was wearing. At the same time, I felt the eyes of those guarding the door scanning me.
From head to toe.
The men slowly backed away when they saw that I had no resemblance to Isabella.
"Excuse me, Sir."
It was at that time that I was walking behind him, slowly looking down at my toes.
"Good night."
The man walking in front of me must have bumped into someone and gave me a polite greeting.
As I was walking behind him with my hands clasped together politely, I heard a familiar voice.
"It's a good night. I hope you have a good time."
It was Eric Berker's voice.
It was only for a moment, but I slowly straightened my body, which had almost flinched.
When I raised my head, I was able to meet gray eyes with a sharp, sharp cool light.
"It's a face I've never seen before."
It was his bare face that did not hide any of the ferocity or ferocity lurking within.
As I bowed my head without saying a word, the man next to me asked if he was interested.
"Do you memorize all the faces of your employees?"
"Of course not."
There was a softness in the voice that gave the answer in an instant.
Eric looked away from me, smiled, and greeted the man again.
"I'll see you next time when I get a chance, Sir Daniel."
When I saw Eric pass by me and enter the ballroom again, I slowly let out the breath I had been holding and he opened the carriage door.
"Come on, let's get in."
This time, I didn't reject the hand extended to me and slowly got on top of the carriage.
Daniel.
That was the name of the man who offered to help me.
***
As soon as I got on the carriage, I realized how wealthy Eric was.
"It's narrow."
The interior of the carriage was extremely cramped.
Thanks to this, the distance between us sitting across from each other was so close that even the small scar on our cheeks was clearly visible.
Meanwhile, this man named Daniel kept looking at me with a smile.
"Turn your head."
It was only then that Daniel opened his mouth to hear my words.
"Are you being chased by Sir Eric?
"
"..."
"Do you mind if I ask why you are being chased by him?"
A friendly voice filled the carriage.
I was reflected in golden eyes with warm light.
I looked into his eyes, pondered his words, and spoke quietly.
"Apparently you said you knew who I was being chased by. You sound like you only found out about it a while ago."
At that moment, an expression of oops flashed across Daniel's face as he was facing me.
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