The guards guarding the banquet moved late, but the minister was much closer to the Princess than they were.
“Aaaah-!”
Medea calmly stared at the minister running towards her.
A small hand folded the fan and adjusted the end. So that she can pierce him in one fell swoop.
'Now is the time.'
The moment Medea was about to stab the toad's solar plexus with the tip of her fan, her body was lifted slightly.
"What?"
Cesare was pulled out of the place like the wind while holding Medeа.
The movement was extraordinary and quick, like an iron butterfly flying.
As he left his seat, he kicked the charging minister's thick ankle with his long, straight leg.
"Huh-!"
Medea raised her head from the embrace that was filling her vision. A mercenary wearing an iron mask was looking down at her.
“... Acares?”
The man paused, probably not knowing that Medea knew his name, and then raised the corners of his mouth.
"I can lift you with one hand."
Cesare narrowed his eyebrows. This was because the thin waist and the weight that he held in my hand were too light.
They say she was a bastard, but the royal family didn't even feed her properly.
While they took a moment to catch their breath...
"Kyaaa ah-!"
A tearing scream rang out.
Just a few minutes ago, Birna was happily looking at the crazy minister who was furiously attacking her cousin.
However, the minister, whose steps were twisted by Cesare's kick, tilted to regain his balance.
The direction has changed.
"Ouch! It's coming this way!"
"Run away!"
There were now no obstacles between the minister and Birna's group.
While everyone was frantically avoiding him, someone stepped on Birna's dress.
"Oh, my dress!"
Absolutely!
When Birna stopped at the ear-splitting sound, a huge shadow fell over her.
"Lady Birna-!"
The minister's huge body crushed Birna as his fierce footsteps accelerated.
It was a narrow difference.
Even if her dress wasn't torn, she could have left like everyone else. Originally, it would not have been torn so easily by being stepped on, but since it was a work of art that Catherine 'made' herself, the results were disastrous.
There was a refreshment table at the end where the two tangled people were pushed away by speed. The table broke under the heavy weight, and all the food on top spilled out on the two people. All kinds of food spilled all over Birna's tattered dress, making a mess, and her neatly tied-up hair was tangled and dripping with juice.
"Ahhhh! This, this! What the hell!"
Birna was angry at the mess.
"Young, young lady, your clothes..."
Her friends hurriedly stretched out their hands to help Birna, but the distraught minister did not let her go easily.
During the scuffle, the hem of Birna's dress, which had been in trouble, fell off. A cool feeling washed over her lower body.
"Oh my, how can I!"
"Birna! Minister! Let go of my sister!"
When no one could stand the chance of the minister's behavior, Samon bravely charged in..
However, rather than saving his sister, he was caught by the minister again.
"Hey? You look really pretty. Follow me quietly. Then I let this girl go."
"What a strange thing! Are you crazy?"
"Why is this crazy guy so strong!"
Samon was disgusted and pushed him away. However, the minister tried to stick the bulging cheek to Samon.
Samon, unable to bear it any longer, became enraged and punched the minister in the face.
"Okay."
The minister's face turned red.
The Prince Regent and his wife returned late and were astonished at the sight that unfolded before their eyes.
Why is Minister Etienne putting their sons and daughters down!
There was white foam around the minister's mouth like a mad dog. It seemed like he was completely out of his mind.
"Come to your senses!"
"What are you doing! Hurry up and catch the minister!"
"Uh huh, can't you let go of this!"
Several of the Prince Regent's guards clung to the struggling minister.
They had to lift the Minister like a piece of luggage and move him away from the Claudio siblings.
When Birna was shown to the world in a torn dress due to the wind, Birna fainted from the stress.
"She passed out! Hurry and take her to the doctor!"
Catherine surrounded her daughter with several guards and took Birna away.
Samon, who managed to escape from the minister, drew his sword. As the only heir to Duke Claudio's family, he was raised in an awkward manner. When and where would he ever experience such low-quality harassment?
And by force, in front of everyone!
"Little Duke, please be patient!"
"I'm going to kill that guy today!"
"How dare you insult this body! Do you want to see your punishment too?"
"Take Samon. The minister should quickly show it to the palace doctor! Hurry!"
Although the Prince Regent bit people late, it was difficult to avoid all attention.
The banquet hall was literally in chaos.
***
“Acares.”
While Duke Claudio's family was in chaos, Medea called his name once more.
The man stopped and lowered his head towards Medea.
"...Acares."
Cesare realized too late that he had been holding the Princess throughout the commotion.
The load on his arms was so light and insignificant that he couldn't feel it.
Cesare stiffened as the shallow breath touched his neck.
Is it true that she is a human? Isn't the blood of a fairy or spirit mixed into the half-blood?
Without realizing that his thoughts were completely devoid of objectivity, which was his standard.
Cesare was quite surprised that such a physically weak entity could exist in nature.
Medea was equally embarrassed.
They were close enough to see the clear golden eyes behind the iron mask.
'Interesting. Very strong.'
Just moments ago, she was able to get an idea of his skills worthy of his notoriety from the momentary movement in which he held her in his arms in an instant like a petrification withdrew his body, and then accurately kicked the minister's foot.
At least within this banquet hall, it seemed like there would be no enemy to be found.
Medea blinked.
"Please drop me off."
"Excuse me."
Both feet lightly touched the ground again.
Every time he snatched her up like a hawk in flight, the hand that put down Medea was surprisingly polite.
"Seeing that the Princess was in danger made me jump in without realizing it."
Whenever he spoke to others, he always used impeccable manners and had a slow smile.
Medea's eyes glanced at the mercenary.
Those strong people who straddle the line between rudeness and politeness do not have temperamental personalities: in fact, they are used to gaining the upper hand by swaying their opponents.
Medea, who had no intention of being swayed by him, awkwardly gestured at Gallo, who was standing behind him.
"You're being arbitrary. You don't even know how to recognize my master."
Gallo scratched his head.
He felt quite embarrassed when the mercenary he brought as his bodyguard, instead of protecting him, rushed to save the Princess he had just met in front of his eyes.
"Because you are not my master yet."
Cesare, paying no heed to the scolding, picked up the fallen fan and handed it to her, then burst into laughter.
If you had the ability to recognize white bullets, you would have easily noticed that the fan you picked up a while ago was made of steel.
"Well, I prevented a big accident today."
Medea blinked, pretending not to notice Acares's naturally virtuous words.
Instead, when he raised his lips in a flirtatious manner, Medea became a little annoyed.
How can he be a charlatan on a topic that he just interfered with without even knowing what was going on?
She completely excluded the mercenary and turned to Gallo.
"Sir Gallo, I didn't know you even kept a noisy wild dog that nuzzles here and there."
Cesare had no idea he would be so cleanly ignored.
"Be careful. The Facade is an arms dealer, not a dog house, is it?"
"Yes?"
"Then..."
Medea left with a cold greeting, leaving behind Gallo, whose eyes were the size of a flower lamp.
***
"You know that wasn't boss-like, right?"
Gallo pursed his lips. Cesare snorted.
"You deliberately changed direction by stepping on the minister earlier. Even if you fool everyone, you can't fool her eyes. "
Gallo pointed to his eyes with his index and middle fingers, then waved them again toward Cesare.
"What nonsense."
"No, then if you were going to save her, you should have taken poor Lady Claudio out with you. It wouldn't have been that difficult for the boss."
Cesare did not answer.
He was also unconscious. The moment the minister's bloodshot eyes turned to Medea, his body moved before he thought.
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