It is spring.

Flowers bloom without gardening. The carriageway was full of flowers.

The weather was cool and the scenery is beautiful.

The road to the capital felt short and long.

The weather was so nice that the three sat side by side in the cabins, not in the carriage, and talked while looking at the scenery.

"Oh, my God, I've never heard of that before. Lord Zion has a lot of experience."

"No, I don't. I don't talk much in the military. Miss Isela, do you know this, too.

"What?"

“…….”

To be exact, only the two were talking.

Karen felt unfamiliar for the first time in her life.

"Well, Lord Zion, how much longer does it take to get there?”

Karen, who had only listened to the conversation between the two, finally spoke to Sir Zion.

"So then Lord Raymond did."

"Did you really do that?"

“…….”

But Zion didn't even seem to hear Karen. Karen tried to ask again, but she stopped. The feeling you've rarely experienced even though you've lived that long. It seemed like a bag of rice paddies.

Icella and Zion were talking about such Karen.

The themes varied, but the first of them was Raymond's gossip.

"So you won't be able to say how funny it is to see Lord Raymond do it. He wasn't all that cool."

"Huh, I see. I should have seen that.”

"Well, is Ms. Isela okay with Sir Raymond?”

Zion already knew Raymond and Isela had broken up. Nevertheless, the reason for asking Isella like that is obvious. He hasn't missed an opportunity since Isela began to show interest in Zion after learning he was a knight. He changed his attitude from a saucy horse to a gentlemanly one. At the fast turn of events, Karen looked at Zion, but Zion continued to gossip about Raymond as he winked at Karen.

"I understand that Miss Isela is engaged to Lord Raymond...I'm afraid I made a mistake."

"…that's what I mean."

Oh, come on.

Karen had to hold her handkerchief tightly and pretend not to listen to Isela and Zion's conversation. He could not get caught between them, but he could not run away while sitting in a carriage. Whether Karen was uncomfortable or not, Isela and Zion kept talking.

"What? Lord Raymond broke up?”

"That's what happened. So I don't want him to talk to me anymore."

Isela humbled herself and answered Zion, who asked about Raymond. Zion looked at Isela with a serious face and said,

"Sir Raymond has no eyes. I can't believe you used such abusive language to people like Icela Evans.”

"I hate hypocrites like him.”

Isela turned her head and retorted. Zion smiled and said.

"Sir Raymond sometimes looks like that. I didn't think I'd fit in with a girl who was as straight-forward as Miss Isela and had the temperament of a blacksmith."

"How do you know about me?"

"Many people were curious about Mr. Berdick's daughter."

"What did he say?"

Isela asked in a nervous voice.

Karen thought of her reputation as a socialite. Of course these were not very good stories. The daughter of the money worm Verdick. A woman who is rude, rude, and buys men with money. Isela herself was so public that Karen next to her had to deal with her hysterical assault.

"No rumors were as good as life."

Zion replied with a giggle.

"You mean the face?"

"Everything."

What an eyesore.

Karen squinted at Zion. Lord Zion was introduced by Raymond, so there was no shortage of security. But I can't believe you're flirting with Isela like that. Karen frowned and looked at Isela.

"Huh, it's all about making money to my father and then spreading false rumors."

"I thought so."

I think he's after the money.

Karen tried to whisper like that. If you're a friend, shouldn't you give advice on whether a man who approaches you is a good person or a bad person?

Karen thought of aristocratic men in society who, if not as bad as Raymond, had a good reputation. Men who are not rude and have property.

“…….”

The problem is that the men were all interested in Karen. It was unclear whether they would like each other even if they tried to introduce Isella. In addition, Isela's face, speaking with Zion, looked very bright.

Is it better to just leave it as it is?’

Karen noticed that Isela was looking sideways at her and her voice was getting higher. Isela seemed to be very pleased that Zion was more interested in her, not Karen. It felt a little strange, but I think I'm okay with myself if I'm satisfied with it. Isela is satisfied with Zion, and she claps next to Isela.

"...Lord Zion. When are you supposed to get the pay you promised?”

"You don't have to worry about Karen Young-ae."

It's too blatant to deliberately keep a stiff distance from yourself. Karen knitted her brows. Is it really right to leave it like this? Zion ignored Karen and asked Isela.

"Isela, when you get to the capital, will you stay at the cathedral? Isn't it so boring?”

"I will. My father won't be able to come in."

"Hey, I know a good place, but it's such a waste to stay there."

"But when my father comes....”

Watching Isella, who had written down a shopping list before meeting Zion and changed her words as if she were still in the temple, Karen swallowed her saliva. Icella pretending to be an unbecoming lady.

Why did Raymond introduce such a man? Apparently, he was talented, but it was unusual for him to flirt openly with Isela.

The priority is Isela.

Karen thought about her goal in this life.

Being friends with Isella.

And friends should be removed when a bad man sticks to them. Karen believed so. And as I stared at Zion's back of the head, I wondered how to keep them apart those two.

There are many men in the world. And Karen knows a lot of guys. Karen clenched her fist and decided to introduce another man.

***

"Please take good care of me. Lord Zion."

Raymond had to swallow his groans by looking at the man in front of him. have a bright He seemed to like Raymond's promised pay. Indeed, most of his work was more dangerous than Raymond's. Close to the bottom of the common people, he would always take on dirty work or roll on the front line. For him, it's like a light exercise he does every day.

"Just trust me, sir. It's a two-woman ride to the capital. It's no business."

"…I look forward to your kind cooperation, Lord Zion. I have work to do, so I can't do it with you, but...It's really something I have to go to."

"Just trust me."

Zion answered confidently by tapping his chest, but Raymond didn't trust him.

"But I can't let them go alone."

It was impossible for Karen and Isela to go to the capital alone. There had to be a carriage and someone to protect.

"...Lord Zion, I have a favor to ask you.”

Zion Electra was definitely a competent person, not as much as Raymond, and was the closest person to him among those who could move with money. Others were at risk of having power and Raymond unable to move, or of being caught by Isela or Berdick.

In the end, Zion was perfect. However, the problem was that Zion was a strong person to seduce women. Raymond really didn't want to introduce him to Karen because he knew how many women he was.

"Well, I do everything with money. Do you think I'm the type to touch your girl?”

"…I broke up with Isela Evans."

"What? Why? That pile of money...Well, you're really crazy.”

"So I want to help her with what she wants. So if you do anything weird to her, I'll kill you.”

"What about the girl you're going with? I heard you have one more."

"Miss Karen Haier....”

Actually, my lover is Karen, but they're going to be friends.

It was too strange for him to think about it. How should I explain their situation to Zion? In the end, Raymond couldn't help but say the words, and he had no choice but to pat Zion on the shoulder and ask for help.

"Anyway, please take care of their safety. Even from you."

Zion replied to Raymond, who continued to look uneasy.

"Don't worry too much about that, Lord Raymond. I don't have to make any trouble."

"Didn't you like an old woman who eats 90 when she wears a skirt?"

The problem was that Zion's relationship with women was very chaotic. Xion had no backing. Even though the situation seemed similar, the situation was different from that of Raymond, the aristocrat, like heaven and earth. So Zion wanted to be protected by the width of the skirts of various female nobles. Raymond was worried about Karen and Isela. I couldn't be sure of safety because I hadn't been involved with Zion for a long time.

Sion, who saw Raymond's dark face, said with an unpleasant face, pouting.

"Don't you think I'm so weird?"

"My last lover, Count Elizabeth, was eighty years old."

"He was such a beautiful man. If it hadn't been for Darling's children to change the will at the end, by now....”

Zion gritted his teeth and recalled his former lover who died.

"And Baron Seila, his ex-girlfriend, was 90 years old."

"I was 87. Don't judge a lady's age, Lord Raymond."

"I know you dated them both at the same time, not just at your age.”

"Three. Don't judge your lover's number, Lord Raymond."

“…….”

Raymond was heartbroken at the thought of the many ladies he had been tailing. Obviously Karen loves herself, but it wasn't sweet to see Zion, who was famous for being a social cutie, next to her. Sion was more like a bomb.

They were mainly old ladies, but there were also young ladies. Zion was a woman of all sizes.

But now there was no one else to leave it to except Zion. Raymond had to do his job, too. Raymond recalled his brother, who by now would be using violence against his employees in his home.

Since Karen said she would choose the path of love and forgiveness, she should also try her best. Raymond was forced to shake hands with Zion Electra and speak with determination.

"…I believe you."

"Yes, believe me. You don't have to worry. And that's it."

Zion snapped his fingers and said to Raymond,

"I don't even treat women who don't have money. Don't you think my eyes are too low for the daughter of a rural lord? I don't just look at age, and the standards are tricky."

Zion grumbled as if his pride were hurt.

"I only love rich women."

"That's the problem."

When Raymond sighed, Zion lightly punched him on the shoulder and laughed.

"Don't treat my love lightly, Lord Raymond. I'm always serious in front of money and my love is pure."

***

Karen looked up at the big picture.

We finally arrived.