It was the arm that struck down the hydra that was attacking Medea.
She thought he had managed to avoid being bitten and cut off his head, but it seems he was actually bitten.
Hydra's venom was known to be so poisonous that it could kill a person with just a touch.
'Is this person strong or foolish?'
He even dealt with the Hydra and the Sprayers in that condition. There was also a scar on his shoulder from where Medea had struck him in the rain.
Medea didn't understand how he had moved so leisurely in this state until now.
"I need to decipher it."
Medea tore her clothes, bound the wound, and prepared to extract the poison.
"Don't worry. Yes, Princess."
He shook his head.
"My body doesn't take poison. I'm just a little tired... It just gets ugly."
The curse left by the primordial darkness even swallowed up the Hydra's deadly poison.
Although the conflicting energies caused a sudden seizure, Cesare knew that the hydra's venom would not kill him.
"Princess, how did you know about this passage?"
Medea did not answer. Cesare, who had a feeling that he would not be able to get an answer easily, got to the point.
"Get out on your own. They are quite persistent, so watch your back."
Even in this situation, the arrogant tone of giving orders to do this and that still remained.
"I guess you have the confidence to survive here like that."
The gunmen were clearly targeting this man.
Cesare laughed at the cold question asked in a calm voice.
First, Medea tied up his arm, which had been bitten by the hydra, and his shoulder, which had been stabbed by the spleen, with the cloth she had torn earlier.
Cesare found it strange to see the Princess, who had never hurt her hand in her life, treating his wounds with such familiarity.
Aside from that, the feel of small hands grazing his skin was too vivid.
Cesare looked like he was going to blush like an adolescent boy.
"I said I didn't need it."
He tried to twist his body to avoid it, but his stiff body was not enough. The relaxed eyes sank deeply.
If the seizure recurs... He thought he didn't want to be seen like that, but he lost his mind.
"Acares?"
As soon as her hand fell, Medea called the mercenary. The eyes, which were supposed to sparkle brilliantly, were tightly closed.
She put her hands on his neck. She felt a faint pulse. He seemed to have lost consciousness due to his injuries.
'What do we do?'
Is it really okay to leave him here?
Medea was worried.
'If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been poisoned.'
In fact, this mercenary could have just let Medea be bitten by the Hydra. But he didn't do that.
Contrary to his threat to strangle Medea and not let her live, surprisingly, the mercenary protected her. Whatever the reason, it didn't change the fact that she was indebted to him.
"..."
Medea bit her lip. Aside from her family, Peleus, he was the first man to try to protect her.
"Medea, hurry and escape! It's dangerous!
"Are you okay? You almost got into big trouble. You should have been careful, Medea."
"He only lived with his mouth, that son of a bitch."
Jason, her husband, saved himself every time they encountered a dangerous beast on the expedition.
When encountering a dangerous monster, there was a time when he ran away, leaving his son Lian alone.
From then on, Medea never let down her guard for Lian's well-being.
Prince Jason, who was known to be generous and kind, instinctively realized that contrary to his reputation, he valued his own life more than his family.
At least compared to him, Acares could be said to be a loyal man.
"Come on."
Medea let out a laugh.
No matter who she compared her hateful ex-husband to, it only served to confirm how terrible of a choice she had made.
'Lian, if only your mother had protected you better...'
Medea, who had been missing her child, soon stopped and shook her head. It was not the time for her to be lost in thought.
"..."
Medea looked down at the unconscious mercenary.
'No, not a mercenary, but the real leader of Facade.'
Aside from the debt, if it is known that the leader has been abandoned like this, he doesn't know how Face will express their anger to Medea and, by extension, to the royal family.
A person must know well which cards to discard and which cards to collect. At least now she had a good reason to move with him.
Medea looked around.
Right next to the alley they entered, she saw a shabby house.
Looking through the broken window, the interior was empty. It seemed like an empty house with no one living there.
Clink.
A shallow burst echoed through the alley. Medea climbed over the spear with ease.
If Duke Claudio saw this, wouldn't he yell at the Princess for robbing an empty house?
After a while, Medea opened the door and went inside, taking Cesare with her.
The door closed with the sound of a heavy object being dragged across the stone floor.
The street became quiet again.
***
Bang bang!
"There is... Search..."
"Open the door..."
She could hear noises and voices echoing through the streets.
'You've already followed me here.'
Calming her heavy breathing. Medea first laid the mercenary down on a bed close to the bed.
He was so big that his legs were sticking out, but he covered him with a shabby blanket and covered him with gauze next to it, so at first glance, he just looked like there were several pieces of luggage.
When she searched the inside, she also found women's clothes. Medea roughly dusted herself off and put it on her body. She didn't forget to puff up her body by crumpling her. clothes inside. She smeared the soot from the fireplace on her face and messed up her hair.
The image reflected in the faded mirror looked like a commoner woman.
As she was checking the spot where Cesare was hidden, she paused.
Oh my, the smell of blood because of the injury...
Since it was an uninhabited house, the smell of blood was even more pronounced. Shooters will definitely notice.
'If we do this, we'll get caught.'
Bang-bang!
The sound of the door opening and closing got closer and closer.
They seemed to be checking everything from the house above.
"..."
Medea sends a message to Neril, but it will take a while for her to get there. Above all, she couldn't let Neril deal with them alone. The worry was short-lived.
Pot-!
Medea lowered the raincoat into her hand.
She bandaged the wound with a nearby cloth. The white cloth quickly became wet with red.
Bang bang!
Just then, someone knocked on the door. She felt like her heart was going to jump out.
"It's the Royal Guard. We're chasing a runaway prisoner, so open the door!"
Bang bang!
Medea stood in the doorway and let out a weak voice.
"I'm sorry, but my husband isn't home right now. But I'm going to open the door..."
"We are just searching for an escaped convict. If you don't want to be dragged into the crime of collusion, open the door and cooperate with public affairs."
When she opened the door, a man wearing a guard armband looked down at Medea.
She pretended not to notice that murderous eyes were looking around the house, quickly scanning the interior.
"Oh my, what should I do? You're having a hard time doing official duties, but since we don't have much to live for, I don't have anything to give you..."
"Didn't you see a suspicious person a little while ago? He was tall and agile, but he must have been injured and not in good condition."
The shadow, unable to find any flaws in the shabby interior, asked Medea.
"I'm sorry, I can't pay attention to anything else because of the work I have to complete by tomorrow."
Medea blinked. She tried to sound innocent.
'Not here.'
The shadow that was about to turn around stopped and stiffened.
That's because he smelled the faint scent of blood in the air.
The deadly eyes looked around the house once again and glared at Medea.
"Well, why are you doing that..."
A woman with a young face blushed. The shadow noticed her stubby hands.
"What is that wound?"
"Oh, this? I cut myself while cutting the fabric earlier..."
"Try to solve it."
"You might be reluctant to look at it because it's ugly-"
"Hurry!"
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