The tight waistcoat worn for appearances, the fluttering cravat, and the frock coat were quickly removed before riding.
Now all Gillian wore was a thin shirt.
The wellfitted, highquality shirt looked splendid but was not suitable for battle.
He would have liked to throw off even this slippery thing, but Gillian held on, reminding himself that someone was behind him.
“There are four detected movements from the 7th fortress.”
“Oh, dear.”
Monsters usually move in groups.
Their poor eyesight makes them react to nearby movements, so they sense the movement of their kind as stimulation and mindlessly chase after it.
But four places?
Blat, the leader in charge of defending the 7th fortress, was shocked.
“Are they not stragglers from the group?”
“It’s four groups.”
“Blat must be surprised.”
“Could it be a wave?”
Gillian laughed heartily at the knight’s serious expression.
As if overwhelmed with joy, his widely spread red lips.
Golden eyes shining between the eyes curved like a bow.
The knight riding beside Gillian momentarily lost his words, caught by the beautiful appearance of his master.
“Don’t worry. This is Ballock’s land. The monsters dare not ravage Ballock’s land.”
“Of, of course, Your Grace.”
Entranced by the arrogant declaration, the knight nodded vigorously.
Some may think it’s bragging, but everyone living in Ballock knew.
Monsters cannot harm Ballock.
Whether they felt fear from the Duke, who went beyond human limits, the monsters did not touch the Duke.
That’s why, whenever a wave started, the Duke was always at the forefront.
Sweeping away the monsters with an incredible overpowering force, always volunteering to stand in the midst of battle, the real ‘master’
Ballock’s knights sincerely served such a Duke.
That’s why Ballock, protected in such a way, had never given up the fortress in its history.
Since Ballock settled in front of this ice wall.
Realizing this fact, the knight quickly felt his churning stomach calm down.
There was no need to be scared.
This was Ballock’s territory.
A place that had never given up the fortress to the monsters.
As long as the Duke was there, and as long as Ballock’s knights followed him, this place would be safe forever, for it was the place he would protect until he breathed his last.
Suddenly buoyed by an uplifting emotion, the excited knight didn’t notice Gillian’s expression.
He never looked tense, remaining calm even after hearing about the monsters.
Bianca, whose footsteps didn’t falter until Gillian was out of sight, came to her senses at the neat voice sounding beside her.
“Now, may I guide you to the bedroom?”
“Huh?”
Oh no.
She thought it was just for a moment, but snow had piled up white on top of Hailey’s head.
How long had she been spaced out?
“I have prepared a warm bath for you. You must be very tired from the long journey?”
Noticing Bianca’s embarrassment, Hailey changed the subject first.
It was a natural comment, even something a competent chamberlain would say.
“What fatigue?”
“It usually takes about two days to get from the capital to Barlock Territory.”
Hailey, skillfully closing the loosened blanket, took a step ahead and guided Bianca.
It was only after a while of walking that Bianca realized it was a gentle urging.
“Two days?”
“Yes, warping puts a strain on the body. And the distance between each warp is also half a day.”
Bianca hesitated for a moment, not fully understanding Hailey’s words.
“I started from the imperial capital this morning, though…?”
“That’s why I’m saying you overdid it. It’s just turned midnight now.”
My goodness.
Bianca gasped at Hailey’s words about the time.
She hadn’t realized the distance from the warp gate to the ducal residence was so far.
“Since it’s late, how about I help you with a light bath today and prepare an aroma massage for tomorrow?”
“That sounds good.”
It must have been a considerate remark, understanding her desire to rest as soon as possible after arriving late.
Unfortunately, Bianca did not hear the words properly.
Lying in his arms, how many hours had she slept?
Why did his voice have to be heard then?
It was too late for regrets now, but Bianca’s selfreproach wouldn’t stop.
But even so, her legs kept moving diligently, and Bianca was crossing the grand hall of the main residence and climbing to the second floor.
“May I assist you a little?”
“I’m fine.”
“Barlock Ducal Residence is built focusing on defense against magical waves. The floors are high because it’s built to allow combat within the walls.”
At the end of her words, Hailey courteously offered her hand.
“The stairs of the main residence are designed to be narrow so that monsters can’t climb them easily. Monster feet are large and stubby, you know.”
Ah.
Bianca reached out and took Hailey’s considerate hand.
Unlike Hailey, Bianca was still wearing the long, puffedout dress she had worn in the imperial capital.
Usually, when wearing such a dress, two maids would assist her walk.
One would carry the trailing hem from behind, the other would support the owner, whose toes were invisible.
It would be dangerous just to climb the stairs, let alone in a place with many steps and narrow width, support would certainly be needed.
There was nothing more foolish than tumbling down the stairs out of stubbornness.
“I need to change my shoes too.”
“I’ll call the designer when your poison has worn off.”
With an extremely polite tone, Hailey responded to Bianca and opened the door to a room on the third floor they had reached.
The moment the large, polished wooden doors swung wide open, Bianca thought.
If she had to die, wouldn’t now be the time?
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