It was Rapel. Vin explained the whole story to her as she approached.
After hearing all the explanations, Rapel spoke in a calm tone.
“Count Adelen, I’m afraid Lady Heather is on an important mission to escort distinguished guests like yourself. If you have any business, why not wait until the party is over?”
“Who are you again?”
Even if you were a powerful figure in the capital, everyone knew the head of the Imperial Knights Templar.
However, even before he was granted Serom’s land, Count Adelen was a family that protected the northernmost part of Abert.
Because of this, he couldn’t easily leave his territory, so he was unfamiliar with the famous figures of the capital.
But that didn’t justify being rude and asking, ‘Who are you again?’.
“Rapel Isdon, head of the Imperial Knights. Lady Heather had something to discuss separately with me, so why don’t you give way for now?”
“Aren’t you the one who said she shouldn’t be away because of his mission? Why are you the only one that can call him separately?”
“I need to deliver important matters related to the mission.”
“I have something equally important to say. I came first, so you give away.”
“……Ha.”
Rapel sighed as if she felt it was impossible to communicate.
Rapel, who acted like a child, seemed so mature in front of Isvino.
“Well, how about this. The winner of a Dailian1(spar) can have some time with Lady Heather first.”
Oh, I take back what I just thought.
Since she couldn’t communicate, she’s trying to solve it with her fist, she’s a child…… No, I’m just like that. Damn it.
“I don’t want to. You said you are the captain of the Knights? Don’t you know that with common sense, I have no chance of beating you? And I came first. Why do we need to decide on a winner? Why are you forcing me?”
“Forcing you to…! No. It’s the count doing that. Which is more important, personal matters or official duties? If you have common sense, you should know.”
“The one who came first.”
Wow, they really can’t communicate.
You call that kind of person “complete(?).”
Isvino was a madman from the beginning, but he wasn’t complete(?). What happened?
“I know that I can’t leave my seat because I’m on a mi
“I understand that she can’t leave her post due to her mission, as you deeply and clearly understand. However, the same should apply to you. Don’t you think so?”
“…Oh, this is driving me crazy.”
“I’ll tell you, if I can’t, you can’t either. I won’t allow it to happen.”
His eyes were filled with energy.
Isvino’s logic was nothing but a jumble of nonsense, but he was so stubborn that I couldn’t see a way to defeat him.
It would be the same for Rapel, made from me.
“…Do as you please.”
In the end, it had to be her side that declared surrender.
“What the hell is wrong with him?”
Rapel chewed her lips in anxiety.
Isvino Adelen. Her plan was ruined because of him.
This was her plan.
Pretend to give work instructions, create an opportunity for the two of them to be alone, and then strike the target’s heart with a knife.
And she’ll appear in the banquet hall pretending to be Irillin Heather, by transforming with magic.
When the party was in full swing and the second part began, with the lights in the banquet hall turned off, she’ll hide.
People would discover the missing Irillin Heather, only to find her cold corpse.
This would provide Rapel with an alibi as Rapel Isdon and convince the Crown Prince that she had completed her mission as Rapel Isdon, as there would be a witness to her calling out Irillin separately.
There were no loopholes in her plan.
So, she had no idea how to overcome this setback.
“How long are you going to keep this up?”
“Until she and I can be alone.”
Even now, the saboteur was not far away from the target, as if lying down on a seat.
Rapel had believed it wouldn’t be difficult to defeat them by leveraging her position as the leader. And while Baek Mi-na posed a slight challenge, Rapel thought it wouldn’t be too difficult to handle her.
But she didn’t anticipate another guardian.
Do you know the target now?
Isvino Adelen. That the person is actually after her2(Mo-na? I’m not really sure) life.
She was protected by someone like that
“How long are you going to keep this up?”
“Until she and I can be alone.”
“But that won’t happen.”
“Why not? Aren’t we free to do anything after the mission?”
Upon Isvino’s words, Vin froze for a moment, as if at a loss for words.
Then he opened his mouth.
“After the mission, she decided to have dinner with me.”
Huh? Wasn’t that not supposed to happen yet?
Vin whispered in my ear, giving me a look.
“Just play along.”
“Why?”
“I don’t want you to be alone with him.”
When I saw the blue eyes looking down pleadingly, the bouquet of flowers came to mind again.
Why do you act indifferent, then suddenly reveal your true emotions?
“Don’t push me away.”
He no longer concealed his emotions, and his expression was clear as if removing a veil.
It was dizzyingly possessive.
“I can’t do this.”
Isvino spat, his face cold.
Until then, Vin had his eyes on me as if he didn’t care about Isvino.
So Isvino’s touch could reach me without being blocked.
“Hey.”
At that moment, a sense of fear engulfed my entire body, even more than when I faced Mona White, the world’s strongest.
I felt a touch on my ear, and at that moment, a low voice penetrated my ears.
“Give me my body. Before I kill you.”
I was instantly mesmerized by the words as if my soul had been pulled out.
I couldn’t move my body or think.
“Didn’t you tell me? No contact without permission.”
“…Ugh. Let go of me. How could you do this to me? Let go of me now!”
Isvino, who was overpowered by Vin in an instant, let out a furious cry.
“Here come the Marquis and Marchioness of Heather!”
Suddenly, a grand trumpet sounded throughout the banquet hall.
To the rhythm of the trumpet, the Marquis and Marchioness stepped onto the carpet, one step at a time.
Then, they suddenly stopped in their tracks when they noticed us.
They hurriedly got off the carpet, forgetting about their grand entrance.
“Irillin! What’s wrong with your face? Did something happen?”
“Did something happen with the person Vin grabbed?”
Both of them looked concerned. Isvino’s blood vessels bulged(?) under Vin’s gaze.
“What? Why?”
A husky voice comes out weakly.
There was a terrible sense of loss in his crazed eyes.
Then he shouted viciously, but mournfully.
“Why are you both looking at that?”
“……Are you talking to us?”
Isvino bit his lips at Marquis Heather’s gaze toward him as if he were wary of strangers.
Vin’s pressure seemed to have increased, and while groaning, he didn’t stop talking.
“It should only be directed at me. Ugh, that’s a fake!”
“Who the hell are you to say that?”
“I am Irillin Heather, the daughter of my father. It’s hard to believe, but that fake has taken over my body. Please take back my seat, Father.”
“Vin! What are you doing? He seems mentally unstable, don’t let him near you. Look, Isn’t Irillin shaking?”
“I was actually going to…”
Vin tied Isvino with a string that he always carried to secure his sword.
It was a skill that seemed well-practiced, and it felt somewhat familiar.
“Mental instability is an illness of the mind. Don’t be shy to seek help from a specialist. I hope you get well.”
Meanwhile, the Marchioness handed Isvino Dr. St’s business card.
“Vin! Don’t do this to me too! Why are you looking at that fake? The real me is right here!”
Isvino was taken away by Vin, screaming until the end.
He would probably be confined to a VIP lounge. He’ll be out by tomorrow.
It wasn’t an assault, it was just physical contact.
If he’s released tomorrow, he might come to me and demand that I give him his body3(It seems fairly right that I change the pronouns to her/she since it has been revealed, but the raw leaves it like this for some reason).
What should I do then?
Given the many stories I’ve heard while living as Irillin, there is one that can’t help but come to mind.
The owner of this body will never be deprived of his body, even if he kills it with his own hands.
For her4(It changes here tho??), the consequences are no fear.
Even if she will rot in Abert’s cell for the rest of her life for murder, she will surely do her job.
It is no exaggeration to say that
There was no exaggeration in saying that her determination was unbreakable.
“Oh dear, I’m sorry. I was closely watching him because he seemed unstable, but I couldn’t stop him. It’s all my fault.”
Rapel, who had stepped down earlier, has reappeared.
Somehow she seemed rather excited.
“No, but…….”
“That’s right. I’m Rapel Isdon, the Commander of the Imperial Knights. If you don’t mind, I think the Marquis Young-ae5(Young Miss of the Marquis) should rest for a while, as she seems surprised. How about it?”
“It’s all right. Now, take her with you.”
The Marquis placed his hand on my shoulder and urged me towards Rapel.
Still dazed, I was about to be led away without thinking.
“No!”
There was a sudden sobering voice.
“Sith?”
“Tsk, what have you been doing so far and now you’re screaming without dignity.”
Ah. It’s you.
T/n: Did y’all expect that plot twist? Hehe~
