Hunting Season (1)
"Catch it! Don't let it go!"
Men on horseback followed closely behind the carriage.
They were bounty hunters who had set up camp in Adenburg and were waiting.
As more than thirty horses galloped, clouds of yellow dust rose from the road.
Did Oslo gather all the bounty hunters in the vicinity? He's determined to prevent them from setting foot in the capital.
As expected from Oslo, he was persistent. To the point of being disgusting.
Rumble!
The carriage shook violently. The wheels creaked from the forced driving.
Nadia hugged Ellie with an anxious expression.
"Oh, Miss, I think they're going to catch up!"
If we stopped and responded, most of our troops were non-combatants, and there were too many people chasing us.
Of course, I trust Ian and Kalit's skills, but there was a chance that someone might be taken hostage by them.
In that case, it would be better to run to the capital city in time to respond, because there is a capital outer perimeter guard there.
Everyone seemed to be thinking the same thing, so they just ran without looking back.
A sharp spire slowly rose from the horizon, meeting the road. A flag flapped in the wind on top of it.
It was the flag of the capital's outer perimeter guard.
'They're all here... Just a little more!!'
At that moment, the bounty hunter who had caught up with the carriage swung his hammer around and around. Soon, the iron ball on the end of the hammer struck the end of the carriage.
Puck!
The corner of the carriage was shattered by the heavy attack.
"Shit!"
"Be careful there!"
The bounty hunters scattered in all directions, cursing and avoiding the debris. The distance widened for a moment, then closed again.
Another bounty hunter approached without missing a beat. He was wielding a giant axe.
“Kiyaho!”
He raised his axe with a strange roar, the blade bluish-green just before it struck the carriage.
An arrow flew into the chest of the man who was raising his arm high, and he fell off his horse.
"Ugh!"
"Blood!"
The dust was blowing in a cloud.
The bounty hunters running around suddenly slowed down.
The faces that had been triumphant just a moment ago had turned pale. Those who had been hesitating began to rush forward one after another.
"What, what is it?"
Nadia poked her head out the window.
"Hey! There are people over there!"
A little distance away, a group of men were blocking the road. They all had a dark and secretive air about them.
"Wow, whoa!"
Hugh, seeing them, pulled on the reins.
The carriage ran for quite some time, unable to keep up with the speed, before finally stopping, right in front of the newly appeared men.
As the carriage stopped, someone came out on horseback from among them.
A man who fits the word 'black curtain' so well.
A sob escaped Nadia's lips.
"Your Excellency!"
Kjer approached leisurely, riding his horse. He looked at Ian, Kalit, and Rahon one by one, then raised his eyebrows as if he was displeased.
He got off his horse, opened the carriage door without hesitation, and lifted me out.
"...!"
I instinctively clung to Kier's neck.
I sighed in relief at the familiar scent. A large hand gently stroked my back.
"Youngest, did you have fun?"
My throat was blocked and I couldn't answer.
I just nodded.
***
Oslo opened his lips with a blank expression.
"They finally got there..."
"Yes, that's right, Your Highness."
The chief attendant, who had finished his report while trembling, quickly lowered his head.
Oslo's sharp gaze was fixed on his half-bare scalp.
“Vivi.”
"Uh, I can't reach you..."
"You call that an excuse? I ordered you to keep a close eye on that woman!"
"Wow, you're so hideous like a ghost! I'm... I'm sorry! Please spare my life!"
"Shut up! Before I kill you!"
As Oslo kicked the sofa away and got up, the chamberlain fell flat on his face.
Oslo stared at him, shivering as if he was going to die, and shut his eyes tightly.
Oslo would like to kill him, but he wouId feel very uncomfortable if the chief chamberlain disappeared.
"Get out!"
"Yes, yes! Your Highness!"
The attendant went out as if he was waiting. Oslo, who was still angry, took out a strong drink from the display case.
Guzzle, golden liquid filled the glass.
"Your Highness, is it true that you want to kill Millenia?"
"..."
The cold air in the wall slowly moved and reached the woman sitting across from him.
"What are you talking about?"
"It seems to me that you don't have the heart to do that."
"I ordered you to assassinate her. Have you forgotten, Sierra Coelho?"
Sierra looked at her nicely manicured nails and smiled.
"Of course, I remember. I was almost arrested as a thief. How could I forget?"
"However."
"Now that I think about it, I feel like I was being used."
At that time, Sierra was pushed to the edge of a cliff.
She had to pay off her debt immediately, but her reputation was in shambles and she had nowhere to borrow money.
So she was trying to sell the dress and jewelry, but she didn't know that Millenia, that vicious bitch, would report it stolen.
If Sierra had not been a noblelady, she would have been imprisoned right away when she was caught at the jewelry store.
Fortunately, she was given a chance to fulfill her calling, but there was no way out.
When Sierra thought she was going to be held captive, it was Oslo who saved her.
"I need you to do something for me in return for lending a helping hand."
At first, Sierra thought Oslo was helping her because he cared about her, but she was wrong.
His head was full of Millennia.
How can I kill Millenia, how can I prevent Millenia from coming to the capital? Millenia. Millenia, Millenia!
A cold venom formed in Sierra's eyes.
"Look at the people around Millenia. Not only the little Duke of Eldern, but also His Highness the First Prince and the 'Savior'. How can we kill Millenia, who is fighting?"
"..."
"And yet, Your Highness asked me to assassinate Millenia. Did you really not know that I would fail?"
It was also funny that Oslo had to mobilize bounty hunters to chase after Millenia. He had to do it secretly, but he did it so loudly.
'As if he were hoping that Millenia would come to the capital as soon as possible.'
Oslo has feelings for Millenia.
Sierra doesn't know if it was hate or affection, but it was clear that he had fallen for Millenia without realizing it.
That stupid guy just hasn't realized it yet.
Sierra's gorgeous smile twisted for a moment.
In any case, her love for Oslo was sincere. She clenched her fists to hide her wounded pride.
"It seems to me that Your Highness is being mean to Millenia. Please don't forget me."
"...You're crazy."
Oslo sat down on the sofa and laughed.
But Sierra's eyes could see them one by one. His brilliant blue eyes were shaking slightly.
"Are you crazy? How can you say something like that?"
Sierra covered her face with both hands, seeming hurt.
Soon, her shoulders began to tremble with a sobbing sound. She looked so delicate that it made many men feel a protective instinct when they saw her.
But to Oslo, who knew her true colors, it was nothing more than a disgusting performance.
"Why do you only pretend to cry in front of the second Prince of Romena?"
Sierra raised her head. Her carefully made-up eyes were dry, without even a trace of tears.
"I will soon become a member of the royal family of the Grand Duchy of Romena. I will no longer be the naive woman Your Highness used to play with."
"You're naive? That's not even funny."
"You were the one who dragged me into bed first."
Sierra's haughty expression did not change despite the subsequent sarcasm..
"Anyway, I hope you will be polite. You must not forget that Your Highness and I are on the same boat."
"Please say something like that after you've done your work properly, Lady Coelho."
"Why are you so impatient? I have to wait until Millenia returns before I can do anything."
Sierra opened up her fan.
"I was once the closest person to Millenia. So trust me, Your Highness. I am the only one who can bring her down."
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