The Resetting Lady

"Get up right now."

"…who is it?"

Karen refrained from crying and asked the previous question again. This time again, it was not just one or two. old and young an accent beyond the white mountain range It must have been the Duke of Rutuela.

"Who are you, Verdick Evans? Answer me."

The man pulled Karen up roughly.

Karen looked around. There was no Isella on the bed. No way. Karen clenched her teeth. Is Is she dead already? Last time Nancy died right here. Did Isela play that role?

"Who are you?"

"…my name is Karen Haier, daughter of Catherine Norah Haier. Her maiden name was Enid."

"The only granddaughter of Count Enid."

"Oh, the great-granddaughter of Grand Duchess Carla.”

An old man who was standing back with a cane comes to Karen again this time.

"Why are you here?”

Repeated questions, repeated situations. But there is no Raymond this time. Because Isela is next to her, Raymond later decided to meet again to avoid her eyes. He would have gone to his mansion far from here now.

"I was on my way to the capital."

After answering that, Karen shut her mouth. You don't have to ask who the authors are. Keep your mouth shut and finish as quietly as possible. I hope they just pass by as much as possible. But the Duke of Rutella did not move as he hoped.

"Don't you ask who we are?”

“…….”

"That's wise."

"We have to kill him. It's not good for anyone to see us."

Damn, the conversation is going faster than I expected. He was already in an irreversible situation. You shouldn't have stayed in this tower. No, I shouldn't have gone through this forest. Even if it took a long time, I should have found another way. Or was it a problem to visit Isela's house? Karen groped where her choice had gone wrong.

"Is it necessary?"

"There is a saying that Prince Gwiz is an illegitimate child. It might contain information."

How can I get rid of that false rumor? Karen glared at the man who said something that seemed to hurt her ears again. Again, people seemed unwilling to keep Karen alive. Where is Isela? Karen thought about where she had failed in her life. The way to be friends with Isela is too difficult.

"I can't help it.”

The old man approached Karen. Again, Karen will die. Since there is no Raymond this time, does it end quickly?

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"You'd better not move another step there.”

"Oh, no!"

But the situation changed at that moment. As the old man approached Karen, he turned quickly and screamed at the window. There stood the old man's granddaughter and Zion. To be exact, only Zion stood. The girl's body was dangling in the air over the window.

"Who are you?"

"Hal, Grandpa...Help me! Help me!

"Oh, don't come near me. If I move one more step, I'm so scared that I'm going to lose my energy."

Raymond's recommendation was to hold the girl's arm in one hand and shake it out of the window. Did they come in when people's eyes were on Karen? The man was looking at the people with a round smile.

"Let her go right now!”

"Let go of the girl there.”

People put Karen away in a hurry.

"That's enough, right? Come on, let's get her.... Inside…."

"You should put the gun down."

"How can I trust you?"

"Then don't."

And I let go of my hand.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"No!"

But it didn't fall. This is because the man quickly grabbed the back of the girl's neck again after releasing it. The little face twisted with fear.

"You don't have to keep doing that if you think I'm joking. Now, why don't you put down everything you have and leave naked to the other side of the forest? Otherwise, I'll really let go this time. Well, if you're lucky, you'll live. It's about half-baked."

"Do you think you're gonna be okay with that?"

"Don't you think it would be more dangerous if I didn't do it now?"

He licked his lips with his tongue. I was clearly enjoying the situation. Karen felt that people's atmosphere was getting more and more ugly. It's not good. These people are also prepared to die.

'If this is the case…'

On the other side, apart from the fact that the child is the granddaughter of the Duke of Rutella, it is better to die only one than to be in danger.

"If you don't get out of here soon, he'll break his head.”

“…….”

Stop

The horseman is being overly provocative. People are moving away from panic and eyeing each other one by one. No matter how many times that horseman threatens a child, there's only one man, four men with a gun. The result is obvious. The situation is not good. But how does Karen manage in this situation?

“…….”

The driver's eyes met. Karen clenched her fist while looking at the horseman. Does this mean that he should get out of the way by himself? Karen backed away little by little. He has to hide himself while he's dragging his feet. That's best for now. Slowly. Quietly.

"…oh, my God? Who are you?”

But the voice right behind him told Karen that it was over.

"Huh? Karen?"

Isela was standing with her eyes wide open. She fell beside the bed while sleeping and couldn't see.

Silence deepened among the people. And it was a moment when it broke.

Karen called Isela in a hurry.

"Icella Evans."

"Well, now... oh, my!"

"Hush, Isela. Don't get excited."

Karen rushed to Isela, who was about to scream, and shut her mouth shut. The sudden appearance of the "Icella" was unexpected to the Duke of Rutella, so there was no immediate problem. Karen closed Isela's mouth and spoke quickly.

"Icella, now they're finding us in exile and trying to kill us. And Lord Zion is facing us like that to protect us."

Karen swallowed her saliva as she watched Lord Zion, holding the Duke's granddaughter's arm and preparing to throw her from outside the window.

"The means are too harsh.’

Zion's ability was not as good as Raymond. Taking a child hostage and trying to bargain is radical, but it was not the wrong way. The problem was that the Duke of Rutella was so defensive. Karen finished talking to Isela as she watched a young man next to the duke smoothing a gun.

"Okay? Isela, if you don't want to get excited, I'll let you go."

"…uh."

"Do you understand?"

Isela nodded gently. Karen slowly took her hand off her mouth.

"Is that a horseman? You didn't say that."

"That's what's important right now..”

"How do you know each other?”

“…….”

Karen again wondered if she would shut Isella's mouth.

"Icela Evans, right now, it's....”

Karen then realized soon enough.

"That's important."

To be exact, the other thing is not that important to Isela.

"I asked my father to introduce me. But not a man of great repute....”

"Gisa…. Are you single?"

"Yes."

The men looked at Isela pitifully. Zion also spoke cheerfully as he watched them from the window.

"Caran Haier Young-ae, you're gonna get your act together, aren't you? And what's wrong with my reputation?"

"Lord Zion, let him go."

"What?"

"You don't have to do that."

It's been a while since the last memory of my life is helpful. Karen laughed. Then he told the Duke of Rutella, pointing to Isela Evans.

"Do you know who this lady is, Duke Rutella?"

"You know my name?”

"Yes, Duke of Rutella. And that's not the point right now."

The last Duke of Lutella tried to kill Karen by telling her name on purpose. Karen alternated between the old man and Zion. If you were alone here, if it was Raymond, not Zion, the situation would have been the same as last time. Raymond would kill them all and leave, but Zion wasn't that good. But this time, there is Isela.

"Because Icela Evans, the only daughter of Verdick Evans, is here."

A young man stepped up and closely watched Isela's face, but he seemed unsure as well. He asked Karen.

"How do you prove it?"

"That's what you should think. But if you touch her, you're done. She's Verdick's only daughter."

Karen answered looking at him. Icela Evans is here. The Duke of Rutella should be helped by Berdyk.

The peacock groaned. They were now in exile. From this tower, he had to join Verdick's sender and go to the hideout with his guidance, but contrary to expectations, there were people he had never seen before.

I couldn't just pass by. But the duke's silence was not that long. Because Isela spoke to the Duke of Rutella.

"I have my father's seal, so wouldn't that be enough?”

"Are you really Verdick's daughter?"

"Yes, I was on my way to the capital. Release us like this and take my letter with you and go to your father. Isn't that how it went?"

"…definitely, just like you said."

When did you pack that?

Karen ran away from home, or looked at Isela, who had been preparing to run away from home, almost with a look of her eyes.

There was some commotion, but the Duke and Isela agreed.

***

"Give it to your father."

"I see. Any more messages?"

Isela said firmly.

"Tell him never to look for it until I go back on his own. If you're trying to drag me along.”

Isela cut her throat with her finger.

"It's just death."

"...that's not what I'm saying to my parents. All right."

Isela delivered the letter she wrote to the Duke of Rutella. The Duke received the letter, put it in his arms, and held his granddaughter's hand.

"I hope your journey will be peaceful. Miss Icela Evans...And Karen Haier Young-ae."

"Thank you."

"Let's go, baby."

Thack.

"…Amazing, Miss Isela."

Karen mumbled as she looked down at Isela next to her. Isela snorted at Karen.

"I heard it from my father, but I didn't expect to bump into him here. By the way, everyone's making a fuss about nothing."

It was really amazing.

The situation was settled surprisingly quickly. When the horseman threatened the Duke's granddaughter, Karen thought it was over. But things turned around when Isela revealed that she was Verdick's daughter.

The situation was different from Karen, who embraced only dangerous factors because she had a famous mother who was associated with the prince. The fact seemed quite pleasing to Isela.

"It's no use being famous, Karen."

"That's amazing, Miss Isela."

"That's enough."

"That's wonderful, Miss Isela."

“…….”

"I'm telling you."

Karen replied with a bright smile to Isella, who looked at her with a vague face. Then he turned his head and looked at Zion with disapproval.

"What are you staring at?"

"You almost made things more dangerous. Aren't you going to do your work right? It's a pity that Miss Isela was here."

"If it wasn't for me, both of them would have been slit by a sleeping bird."

"Talk to me!"

"That's enough. Karen, he's right."

"…what?"

"I won't complain anymore. Let's go to the capital."

Karen shook her head to see if she heard Isela's voice. But Isela answered really calmly and got up with her clothes.

Did the sadness of love really change Isela? Karen tilted her head and looked at Zion, but Zion just shrugged. He was a man who didn't know Isela very well.

Karen felt sorry that she had no one to share how different Isela was now.

This was a real big deal.

She takes the initiative in settling the case and doesn't complain.

This has never happened before. Karen took a deep breath and exhaled. Then he grabbed his red hair flying through a big window. Isela's golden hair seemed to sparkle in the morning sun never before.