The Resetting Lady

"Carran...to Your Highness Prince Gwiz."

"That's what Miss Isela said. But there is no evidence."

"No, I believe that. She's not the kind of person to tell stories without. I have a good idea of where it is."

Raymond covered his mouth with a serious face, but he was not shocked. Raymond thought about the map and the date and asked Zion.

"Thank you for taking care of me like this. So where is Miss Icela Evans staying?

"I'm at the accommodation where I'm staying now. Lord Raymond."

"I'll contact Earl Landon separately, so we'd better move on. He's my godfather, so he'll do me a favor."

"Should I say Lord Raymond helped me?”

"No, I think it's better to just say it's your personal connections. It's not wrong, so just say it for now."

"Okay."

Raymond remained calm after hearing the news from Zion. I thought my lover would be too calm for a kidnapped person, but Raymond was originally a calm person even if a bomb was flying in front of him.

However, it was embarrassing not to be surprised as if he had anticipated that the culprit was Prince Gwiz.

"Lord Raymond, did you know about Prince Gwiz?”

I heard that Prince Gwiz's hobby is not very good, but I didn't think he was a man enough to kill many people. Zion looked at Raymond's stiff face and asked.

"Slightly. I've told the Marquis before, but it didn't work."

"What are you planning to do? My opponent is royal. And the place is the palace. I said I'd do my best for Miss Icela Evans, but... Honestly, I'm not confident."

Raymond silently looked down at the map. The green snow sank dark.

"There's only one thing I can do now.”

Then I drew a line on the map.

"Bomb the palace."

Zion blinked a few times, looked at Raymond's hand, looked down at the window and even his shoes, and realized that this was real. Raymond was really going to do it.

"Oh, I see. Can I leave you out of here.

"I'd like to say so, but it's too late, Lord Zion.

"Lord Raymond, my dream is to live a long, thin, long life."

"I'm the one who acts directly, so don't worry too much.”

Zion was full of energy and said to Raymond.

"If you install explosives in the palace and get caught, three generations will be destroyed! This is just terrorism! Shouldn't we find the evidence and hand it over to the investigation department?"

"You're an orphan."

"Oh, that's the problem now...Is that why you're bringing me in?”

"No, I don't have anyone to trust but you."

"I'm not impressed. I don't want to die."

"Then there's nothing we can do. Even if we hand it over to the investigation department, no one dares to investigate the palace. Even if I overdo it, I have to do it myself."

Sion asked, looking at Raymond's mild response.

"What are you going to do?”

"I blow it up by myself."

“…….”

I thought I was calm in any situation, but it wasn't.

Raymond turned calmly.

Zion said he would help Isela, of course, but he did not think of such obstructive behavior. Was Lord Raymond the kind of person who kept going?

Since introducing Karen Haier to him, he has acted like he's suddenly lost his nerve. It was so different from what Zion had known that it was hard to follow Raymond.

"Let's think it over, Lord Raymond. You blew up the palace, how are you going to get in? And what are you going to do with all the guards and people in the palace?”

"I can get in.”

"You'll either enter the palace for a party, or you'll see your Royal Highness. But it's different from that now. In the first place, don't be angry and listen. Aren't you sure Karen Haier is still alive?"

"I'll be alive. That's for sure. More than that... I'm afraid Karen will have a bigger accident."

"What?"

Raymond shook his head and spoke away.

"Anyway, there's no other way than installing explosives in the palace after all. The cellar's location is clearly connected to the room of Prince Gwiz. I can't say I'm going to investigate such informal places, nor is Karen's relationship official. This is the only way I can do it, even it's aggressive. Sir Zion, I'll try to make you as less entangled as possible."

"What about Lord Raymond?"

"If it doesn't work, I'll die. Lord Zion, don't you think it's quite romantic to die for love?”

"Are you trying to blow yourself up?”

"It's different from that, but I'm just not afraid to risk my life. And this is the best way to go. Can you help me? No, help me."

Zion sighed deeply while looking in one eye of Raymond.

If he hadn't been hurt by himself, he wouldn't have had to help with such a sense of debt.

"The next day is the party that Prince Gwiz attended. I asked Earl Landon to do it, and he'll prepare Miss Icela Evans. You enter with her, watch the situation, and let me know what your charge is like. When do you arrive and how long do you stay and get ready to go back? I'd like to ask you to take the second gap on the seventh terrace as before."

"Isn't it possible that you won't be present?"

"Thinking about the past, I'm sure you will. So far, he's always been."

Raymond said so, writing the date on paper.

"There is inertia in human behavior.”

***

"Icella, we're about to arrive at the palace."

"Yes, yes."

In the rattling carriage, Zion fixed his neck scarf with a nervous face. He loved to attend parties, but he was never this nervous.

What Zion had to do was simple. Confirm that Prince Gwiz is attending the party and let Raymond know how long he will stay.

Zion drew the second gap on the seventh terrace in his head. The location of the seventh terrace was not used well, so men and women secretly used it as a private space. The guards deliberately did not go around. So I would often use it when I had to secretly exchange messages with Raymond.

Zion checked the time and took a deep breath. His job was definitely not that great, but Raymond had to be nervous about what he was going to do.

"We're going to install small bombs sporadically. It's a plan to get Karen out of the way when people's eyes and manpower are dispersed."

"I hope I can get it at once.”

I hope so.

No one wants the incident to escalate further than a small explosion. What Zion wants is to get Karen out safely, Raymond and Karen disappear and eat and live well in Raymond's land, and both himself and Isela live well on their own from the original land.

"Leave, don't be nervous."

"I'm not shaking, Isela."

Isela had a white face. The dark green dress was obviously quite expensive, but it looked a little uncomfortable. It was because the clothes were borrowed from Count Landon's wife for Isela, who left the house naked. The length of the arms and sleeves did not fit slightly.

Above all, Icella's expression was so stiff that it was very incompatible.

"Well, I'm. I'm, uh, I'm... Are you trembling?"

"Yes."

Isela, who frequently attended social gatherings, but attended the royal ball for the first time, seemed nervous in many ways. People will think that she is now doing social activities properly, as she admits that she made her social debut only after her debut in the royal palace.

And more than any other aristocrat or celebrity, Prince Gwiz will see Isela. Prince Gwiz would not be left out further if he knew that Isella, whom he missed, was attending the party.

"It's dangerous."

"I know, but it's hard for you to keep him in the eye. You have to move her when her eyes are on her."

"It's only been a day since Miss Evans was kidnapped."

"Of course I won't ask you any more if she refuses.”

Xion was not quite pleased with it. It is a game that Prince Gwiz missed once. What kind of face will you make when you see Isella? Zion knew that Isela would definitely say she would not attend. But contrary to Zion's expectations, Isela said she would go to the banquet.

'Trembling like that.'

Zion hated Karen Haier because she thought her surroundings were getting too involved. He hated people like him, perhaps because Zion himself lived on a bare body and a good appearance. As soon as Zion was introduced to Karen Haier, he recognized that she was in the same class with him, and it was very uncomfortable for him.

It seems that it was after I met her that my senior, who was walking along the solid road, started to get upset, and I didn't like being next to Isela, who is now working hard. Icela and Raymond are participating because they want to, but Zion was dissatisfied with Karen, who buys people's favor with her appearance.

Is it necessary for millions of people to take risks because of her alone? Xion didn't think it was.

"Icella, as I say now... I don't want you to be in danger. Icella, just because you told me where Miss Karen was, I've done.”

"Oh, no, no......in the end of the day, Prince Gwizu, because it's a matter to be solved... Yo…."

Isela was shaking, fixing her makeup and checking the heels of her shoes.

"My father and mother just... You're trying to get me down the street, but your parents will know. It's no use running away...I'd rather show my face...If Karen eventually succeeds in escaping, wouldn't I be the first to find out where she is?"

"I suppose so."

Isela seemed to be stabilizing as she checked her ring and necklace. The word that jewelry is a woman's weapon felt true to her. She retouched the angle of the necklace with the face of a knight going to war.

"Then I'd rather stay inside the palace... You'd better pretend you have nothing to do with this in front of him. I'll still be suspicious, but a little less dangerous. I'm going to scream and faint when there's an accident, it's coming."

The logic was plausible, but he volunteered to enter the lion's den. Sion set her tongue, but when she saw Isella, she was more impressed with her guts.

"…I have some regrets about wanting you to be born a man, Isela."

"What? No."

"…yes."

Zion reached out to Isela. Isela stood up holding the hand. Isela walked beside Zion and looked at the palace from afar.

"So, Lord Zion, I wanted to be a knight."

"It's not a very good job."

"Not a job, but an article in the story. Defend the weak and uphold justice...I knew it was impossible for me to live like that, so I wanted to marry a knight."

Isela was smiling a little with a nervous face.

"But it's also more interesting to do it myself."

"Then let's go defend justice."

"Yes."

I'm going to save a man caught in a rascal. Like an article.

Although it is not a princess but a country girl. I'm not that close to him.