The Resetting Lady

"Yes…. Before you, Lord, die…" I want you to take it out on me."

Karen blinked her eyes.

"Wow."

“…….”

"Did you ask first?"

Duran nodded his head.

"…he, yeah."

Karen was in high spirits.

"…well, I mean, before I mean… Oh, I see."

You know it so well. Karen knows this very well. Unfortunate young women are always in danger of this way. Karen is one of the most unlucky of all. But Karen was angry that Duran said this.

"What are you doing with me?"

“…….”

Karen disheveled her hair. It was hard to contain the mixture of anger and annoyance. I don't know why Dulan, who knows his situation, is being so mean to him. If you just let him die, he'll fall into hell?

"Are you taking off your clothes now? Oh, really. I'm having a hard time with Lord Raymond. Mr. Verdick is so annoying. He's going to be executed soon. Why are you being so annoying until the end?”

“…….”

Karen jumped up and grabbed Dulan by the collar.

"Hey, play with the body when I die. I'm tired enough right now. What the hell are you doing to me? What?"

Karen was angry. Karen hasn't been very angry with Duran so far because so many things have happened in a row. And because Karen is really in a situation where she can't get angry.

"Hey, let go of this."

But what Duran did to Karen was something she couldn't help but get angry.

"Send me to Prince Gwiz, bring me back, bring me to death, bring me here now, and why are you so annoying? Oh, and then what? Relax before you die?”

Argh!

Karen grabbed Dulan by the collar and slapped him hard on one cheek.

"From the beginning... from the beginning! I told you I'd spread my legs if I wanted to sleep! You're the one who said no! It's all over! You're useless! Just let me die quickly!"

"Oh, no."

Duran grabbed Karen by the wrist. Strong force pressed Karen. Duran pressed Karen hard on the shoulder.

"…you, you haven't answered yet.”

Karen stared at Duran, calming her sizzling breath. I wanted to cut off Duran's neck if I could.

"What."

"…True love."

Karen glared at Duran, but Duran faced Karen with her endless black eyes.

"Lay, Lord Raymond... Do you love me?"

You haven't answered yet.

Our bet is not over yet.

***

'Oh, my...'

Isela bit her nails with anxiety. I circled nervously in the tent. Too much has gone by while you were asleep. Isela could not believe that she had slept for seven months.

"Lilly! Lily!"

“…….”

"Oh, you didn't come?"

Isela was discouraged by the fact that even her maid did not come. It's uncomfortable. It's really uncomfortable in the tent.

Isela didn't really want to come, but 'look away' was also a duty here. the duty of the avenger his father has spoken of Isela had to avenge Karen here and see the result.

But Isela is not ready yet. She didn't even want to see the wound, let alone the body. But Verdick did not allow any more foolishness. My childhood is over now.

"Isela, stop bothering your nails. It doesn't look good."

Berdick pointed out as he entered the tent.

"I'm sorry."

Isela took her thumb off her mouth. Berdick did not blame his daughter for lying down until recently. Isela asked him with a hint.

"What about your father and mother? Didn't you come?"

"Where did she come out of the house?"

Berdick answered curtly.

"You're not coming....”

Isela missed her mother more, not her father. Because I was nervous. Isela was usually left by Verdick more, but since he opened his eyes, his father has been scared and unfamiliar.

"Now we're going home soon."

"Yes…."

Isela answered while looking at Verdick with glistening eyes. Isela was scared. I was still scared, and I was afraid of what would happen.

"Let's go back as soon as we finish."

Verdick's voice was soft, but the content was not soft. He never told his daughter to go back and rest first.

"As soon as it's over."

Berdick answered, staring at the tower. It was a firm pledge. Isela wiped the sweat off her skirt. Whenever my father looked like that, bad things always happened.

"Look over there. Our revenge now would have begun."

There will be Karen in that tower. Isela's legal sister, Isela's enemy, a murderer who killed several people. Isela and Verdick were waiting outside the tower for her throat to hang.

'I'm scared...'

Berdick was clearly not going back until he saw her neck. Isela looked at her father's face and said what she had been thinking all along.

"Father..."

"Why do you do that?"

Berdick answered, staring at the tower.

"Well, I'm scared.”

"There's nothing to be afraid of. It's all over now.”

Isela shook her head. I was scared of my father. But Verdick is Isela's father. I must not fear. There was something scarier than that.

"Daddy, I... Did he see it right?"

Isela wasn't sure of her memory.

"I'm sure I... Are you sure you saw it?"

"What are you talking about now?"

asked Verdick in a voice that was offensive. Isela hesitated and replied.

"I don't even remember the fire...I'm sure I... And then Karen... Lord Haier, I saw you in your room with your father. But I didn't see her kill him."

Berdick said, pointing to Isela's shoulder.

"There was a scar on your skin. And didn't you say Karen hit you?"

"Yes, yes, that's right."

Isela nodded strongly. But other than that, I wasn't sure.

As soon as he woke up, he heard the news of his breakup and screamed when he heard that Raymond Sayertes was engaged to Karen, not him.

Karen ran after her in the dark hallway, flapping her red hair. To where, to what extent. Laughing. The hallway was too dark and it didn't end.

"…I'm sure…she's going to....”

Isela finally awakened from the nightmare. He shuddered around his shoulders. Even if I woke up from the nightmare, the fear was not over. A new fear arose.

"But I didn't see her kill for myself...What if I'm, what if I'm mistakenly.

The work has grown too big. Isela was stunned when she remembered Raymond staring at her and when countless nobles noticed her. Did he really tell the truth? Really?

"Isela, isela.”

Verdick went to his daughter's side. Then he hugged his trembling daughter's shoulders. Verdick froze gently.

"You're too good to be sick of."

"Ha, but, Father."

The tremor did not stop. Isela was under pressure to speak. I hate Karen. I want to kill the woman who took her fiance away. And scary. I hope she gets out of the world.

"I'm scared....”

But coming to the death penalty in person and waiting for Karen's neck was a different matter. It was not yet known to wait to see the body with his own eyes.

"Oh, I think I'm still too much to handle."

This whole situation. Isela felt that she was still young. Things have become too big. But Verdi was adamant.

We are old enough to identify the enemy`s body. Now that you're an adult."

Isela did not stop shaking. Berdick finished.

"It's Isella."

"…Yes, Father."

"What are you so afraid of? It's obvious that Karen killed a man, and that she hurt you. You must avenge yourself and tear her flesh. She's my daughter."

Isela shook her head.

"If I'm mistaken, then... What should I do?"

"It could be."

Berdick nodded. Isela was surprised. That's possible? But Verdick said again.

"You may have been mistaken. It's not easy for an adult man to die for his teenage daughter."

Your father took it into consideration from the beginning? Even though you expected that?

"Ha, but… Then."

No more, Verdick replied sternly.

"But does that mean the fact that has hurt you is gone?"

“…….”

"My daughter can make mistakes, but she can never allow anyone else to harm us.”

"Father!"

Berdick was adamant. But Isela had to finish talking. Even before, even now. His father was always the same. However, he should also speak. Because it's scary.

"I, I... The last thing I saw before I fell was a man, not a woman."

"Yes, Lord Raymond Sayertes is clear."

Berdick's eyes were aflame.

"He didn't save you, he saved that red-haired girl. I must have left you alone on purpose.”

No, Dad. Isela knows that is not it. Raymond won't be able to abandon the line in the end. Isela knows Raymond won't. Isela knows a young knight who comes to the enemy and tells them you've paid the wrong price.

"I don't know! If...What if... Dad, really if."

Isela swallowed her saliva. I was nervous. I was scared. It's not Karen who's really scared.

"What if the gentleman Dulan Lloyd is the man who strangled me?"

Isela was afraid of it. Isela thinks of the voice of a man who sounded vague.

"So, I told you."

"Don't get in."

Dulan may have strangled himself.

"Well, then.”

Isela was afraid of the doubt. And I was more scared because I couldn't guess. Raymond is rather simple. He is not happy with Icela Evans because of Berdick. I know. I know. But if it's Duran. If the bent, pale brigadier strangled him and put him to sleep and woke him up with some intention now.

"What's wrong with Dulan Lloyd?”

Isela was scared. Because I can't even guess.

"…Icella."

Berdick embraced his daughter's trembling shoulders. It was a hard hand. And it was a cruel hand. Berdick said gently, with his daughter elderly.

"Dulan Lloyd, do you think the priest manipulated this father?"

"…hehehehe."

Isela was afraid that the man had been with her father for too long. And it was scary that the man took care of him. The man is by no means a good man. So he despised him.

"Icella, there's nothing to be afraid of. You can't imagine what Duran is doing to Karen in there."

Isela felt disgusted by her father's hands. If it were you, your mother wouldn't have chosen that way. Women won't take revenge like that. But Verdick did so.

"Dulan manipulated it?"

Verdick giggled. And he glared at the tower.

"Now that you're awake, I don't need him."

“…….”

"Let's see."