Chapter 71: Chapter 68: Night of the Chimera’s Cry – Training (7)

Bea leaned towards Keegan with her hand over her mouth, she whispered. "You're actually from the Caeinuut Tribes?"

Keegan looked at her as though she was an idiot. "Are you pretending to be ignorant?"

"What?! Are you calling me dumb?!" Bea puffed her cheeks as she glared at him. "You're the dumb one!"

'Was that supposed to be an insult??'

If Keegan wasn't in the same room with one of the four Dukes of the Epheria Empire and his future wife, he would have flicked her forehead. Instead, he just ignored the childish Beatrice, who was pulling on his sleeves, as he though back to his hometown.

The people born in the tribes all have similar characteristics, with various shades of brown skin, red eyes, and long black hair. Both males and females were of the warrior class, having large builds. The people outside call them giants.

It didn't seem like Bea was pretending she didn't know. Keegan didn't really blame her.

They live in isolation from the rest of the world, keeping to themselves. The tribes especially detested the Tamriel Empire, for once trying to use them as slaves to fight in the war between the two Empires. They believed the Epheria Empire was no different.

It was rare to see someone from the tribes live in the Empire.

"Aurora..."

Just as Lucius opened his mouth and planned on continuing, Aurora interrupted him. “No.”

Lucius paused. “…Yes?”

With her back straight and her eyes unwavering, she repeated. “No, I do not need them.”

“How did you…?”

Lucius paused. Right, she had a vision. Only that can explain it. “Then, why? If you are worried that they will prioritize my orders over yours, don’t. They will swear their oath directly to you.”

Aurora's brows furrowed, her expression becoming complicated.

Knights were also aristocrats.

Even though it was the Imperial Knights who held her down in the palace that day, she did not hate them. After all, it was a Knight who sacrificed his life so she could escape prison.

But that was what she hated.

How easily he cast aside his own life for hers, she didn't want to see it again. That person and Isla were the same.

“No, Your Grace. That's not it.” She shook her head.

“Then, why?”

When Aurora refused to say anything more, Lucius leaned back in his chair. “I’m sure there will be times you want to leave the mansion without me, yes? These two will be your escorts.” Lucius clasped his fingers together in front of him and said with a teasing tone. “I don't want you to go through the trouble of escaping when you want to go out.”

Aurora avoided his gaze. “~I have no idea what you're talking about..."

“Is that so? The way you evaded Captain Raya’s pursuit by using the horse was quite ingenious.”

“What?!” Beatrice yelped in shock. She was able to fool that Captain, who is said to be the best tracker?! Just how?!

When both Aurora and Lucius looked at her, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand. “No…I mean…sorry…”

When Aurora took a closer look at the female Knight, she gasped.

That’s….

How can it be?

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She looks exactly like that person!

Aurora thought back to her days living in the palace. She liked sneaking out at night at times to ride her horse without having any escort with her. Even though she was able to trick the others, he was not fooled.

She remembered the first day he was assigned to her. That night, she snuck out from her room through the usual way, by tying her bedsheets together to form a rope. Unbeknownst to her, a certain someone was already waiting for her down below.

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“Princess, I can see under your dress.”

When she heard his voice coming from below, startled, she almost let go. “Kyyyaaaa!” She tightly grabbed the sheet. “Y-you w-why are you there?!!”

Her Knight sighed. “I had a feeling that you wanted to sneak out tonight after what happened during tea time with the other young ladies. It seems like what my father said was right. You tend to enjoy going horseback riding at night when you want to think alone. Really, were you going to ride a horse wearing a dress?"

‘That traitor! Don’t tell me he told his son everything?!'

"I prepared my clothes to change in at the stable!!"

Because of her sudden movement, the sheets started to rip.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“Hey!” Her personal Knight yelled in fear.

When she stopped in place, he sighed. But her rope was near its limit.

“Let go!!”

“W-what?! Are you insane?! I know you do not like me because I am a witch, but if I die, my parents will not let you get away with it!!’

“Hah? What are you talking about? Who said I don’t like you?!”

“But…that is what the maids keep saying. How no one likes my Mom and me."

“What?” He clenched his fists in anger. How dare those maids disrespect the Princess of this Empire? "Don't believe those idiots and let go. I'll catch you!"

“….How c-can I trust you?”

“Humph, is this the time for that?” He snorted. "You'll just have to trust me!"

Riiiippppp.

…Nope, it really wasn’t the time for it!

“Y-you better c-catch me! I won’t forgive you if you don’t!”

Aurora closed her eyes and let go of the rope. Her Knight leaped halfway up, and just as he said, caught her. His feet landed on the ground with no problem.

He grinned. “See?”

Even though he had freckles on his nose and looked too small to be of any use, he caught her firmly in his arms.

The color of her cheeks turned into a light shade of pink. He was plain looking, but being so close to him made her unconsciously feel embarrassed.

"You. What is your name?"

"It's William Jeune. Please call me Willie, Princess!"

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