# 37
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I was constantly moving. You are carried on the back of someone or something.
Finally, the thing I was riding stopped. It was clear that he had been walking along a dirt road the entire time. My whole body was aching.
The men who dragged me sat me down on the chair.
I felt my hands tied behind my back.
I was crying.
Did I do something wrong?
My heart was beating hard. Damn Evelyn. Stupid Evelyn.
I threw myf into saving Veronica, but this time I felt like I might really die.
Tears flowed of their own accord. I didn't know it would be this scary.
But I still believe that Sirtain will come to my rescue.
Veronica was a smart person.
She was stressed out under pressure, but she was quick-witted, so you'll probably guess why I disappeared.
I disappeared instead of Veronica. I think she was a good person, so she would feel guilty and never give up on me.
And Duke Spelman.
...He cannot be trusted at all.
He was someone who would take me down if necessary to hide the evidence.
My throat started to dry up.
At that moment, I heard the sound of footsteps.
The person approaching me sighed. The smell of cigarette mixed with cinnamon spread. He was clearly blowing smoke at me.
“If I had managed, the princess could have been sold to be the concubine of an ancient noble in the far south with just one word from me. But I didn’t do that, you can call it a mercy on my part.”
My heart sank when I heard those words.
The voice was familiar. And he was full of sarcasm.
“Wouldn't it be better to die honorably than to languish like an old nobleman's concubine?”
There was a hint of laughter, he was sure of his victory.
You fool! You failed!
“Don't feel aggrieved by leaving like this today. It's because of my mercy that you've been alive all this time.”
The hood was removed from my head.
What I felt was familiar. It was not a memory from my own experience. It was something Evelyn had gone through. Musty smell of dust
My tears started flowing along with the mucus from my nose. His shoes caught my attention.
I was dripping with sweat too, so I would look a mess.
I felt goosebumps all over my body. Familiar memories came to my mind. Evelyn's memories.
It was something I had never experienced before. And who could instill such memories in Evelyn….
I slowly raised my head.
Duke Spelman.
“Ah, my daughter.”
Duke Spellman muttered as if annoyed. He recognized my eyes.
“Ah, Dad...”
Duke Spellman sighed and bowed in front of me. Our eye level was just right.
Duke Spelman combed the hair clinging to my cheek with his fingers. He was feigning emotion, but I knew there was no warmth in his eyes.
He was thinking what he would do to me.
My toes were curled and my heart was about to vomit.
But I knew what I had to do at this moment. It was a memory engraved in my body.
“Oh, father! Oh, it was so scary...!”
I burst into tears and struggled. Duke Spellman's eyes distorted with anger.
“My father came to save me! He came to take Evelin! Oh! Me, that bad uncle……those bad sisters….Evelin...”
She spoke like a little girl.
She had been locked in a dark and dusty place several times in her childhood.
Those were the moments when she didn't listen to the Duke's words. When the punishment was over, he would come to collect her himf.
Evelyn saw Duke Spelman as her savior.
He was the only one who could save her, even though he made her feel hopeless. She used to throw her body at him and cling to Duke Spelman when she was young.
“That's right, Evelyn.”
"Oh, Dad... let's go home quickly. I want to go home. Oh! I want to go to my husband!"
My tears were my way of crying, and my body was shaking like a thin stick.
The ropes that bound me were loosened. Then I bowed towards Duke Spellman.
She hugged Duke Spellman tightly.
Please, please! You'll fall into the trap!
“Ah, father!”
I buried my head in Duke Spellman's ass and gasped for breath. As if I felt relieved, as if I had been waiting for him.
It's like I'm looking at my savior.
“Let's go...”
Duke Spellman hugged my back. In that moment, relief overwhelmed me.
You trust me.
You still think I'm stupid and don't know anything!
“Yes, you should go home. With this father.”
I closed my eyes tightly and then opened them. The tears that had been accumulating fell quickly. The sounds of crying came out mixed with my naturally intermittent breathing.
I looked around
It looked like a construction site that had not yet been finished.
I knew where he was.
Natural History Museum.
He had something to do with this place.
I remembered that there was a place that had reopened but its construction had not been completed. It was called a material warehouse.
I think this might be the place.
Duke Spellman patted me on the back.
“I will punish the wicked.”
I could see Duke Spellman's intentions. He had failed to get rid of Veronica, so he was going to return to his position. He cannot lose without gaining anything.
At least he would try to appear as the hero who saved his daughter.
“Yes, yes. Ahh.”
I answered steadily, taking in everything here. I'll pay you back for all of this one day.
somehow.
Duke Spellman patted me on the back and took me outside. I double checked that I was at the Natural History Museum.
Duke Spellman was a rotten rope, but he would save me today.
“Evelyn.”
At that moment, I burst into tears when I heard that voice.
I turned my head and saw the person I was waiting for.
Two sirens. my husband.
Sertin came towards us.
Sertin opened his arms and I threw myf into his arms. She clung to him like a cicada and hugged him tightly.
Duke Spellman allowed me to leave without any obstacles.
"My husband! Aah!"
My tears kept flowing. And my head was spinning.
“Ah, you're a troublemaker.”
My breath came out hoary at his soft voice. My lungs were filled with the smell of wood.
You came to save me. You really came. She didn't give up on me.
A feeling of relief overwhelmed me. My impulsive gamble has paid off.
Two bios here.
I can go back.
I realized how precious the boring and stifling everyday life was.
Just like that... I lost consciousness.
* * *
Cyrtain was hugging Evelin while staring at Duke Spellman. His eyes were cold and cruel, as if they were cutting Duke Spellman.
“I've come this far, Your Highness. I would have made it back on my own.”
Duke Spellman said in a voice mixed with laughter. But he looked at Sertain with a sharp look.
Now I see, the kitten has turned into a tiger.
He thought he was the one hunting, but he was being chased from behind. Oliver Hall was not his trap, but Cyrtain's.
He realized that his tail had been attached the whole time.
The knights who were standing behind the two marches looked familiar. They were the servants he had encountered in the banquet hall all day.
And another one.
The man who appeared dressed as a servant laughed cheerfully. He was the head of the Assassins Guild that was destroyed. It was said that he disappeared, but he fell into the hands of Sertin.
“I understand. But how can I remain idly by after losing my wife?”
Certain said coldly.
“I'm glad you care about my daughter.”
Duke Spellman laughed, and his men appeared behind him.
“Fortunately, all the perpetrators have been arrested. They dared to kidnap my daughter, the Crown Princess, so they paid the price.”
People could be seen who had already turned into cold corpses.
This was Spielman's way of erasing traces.
Sertin's gaze returned to Duke Spellman. This time, Evelin fearlessly sacrificed herf again. She threw herf to save Veronica.
Duke Spelman failed, but so did Cyrtain's plan.
He was trying to capture the place and create a trap, but he failed.
But I didn't feel angry.
On the contrary, I am happy to hold this little body in my arms.
I think it was fortunate.
oddly….