The Resetting Lady

"…as a relative, I'm afraid he didn't come back."

"It's the ladies' quarters, so you shouldn't come in, no matter how much you say you're a priest."

He was a handyman at the temple. Nevertheless, he did not question whether the lame excuse still worked. Duran stepped back. The handyman closed the door, locked it, and opened the next room. Then I started to pack things in the room.

"Now... what, are you doing?”

"The lady who was using this room decided to go home. So I'm packing my luggage. Are you going to keep an eye on me.

Dulan glances at the clothes, accessories, gold, silver and jewelry with disappointing eyes. He looked like he would steal a few if he wasn't next to him.

Karen Haier... Don't you pack 's luggage?"

"Well, I only heard about Icela Evans who used to use this room."

Dulan had no choice but to just watch the handyman take out all of Isela's luggage. I was confused. Where did Karen Haier go?

And the next day, the next day, Karen didn't seem to touch her luggage. Like Isella, no one took out the luggage and Karen didn't come back.

"Dulan, you don't know much about it, but it's quite common for young people to stay out here."

I talked to the vice-principal, but he dismissed it, saying he would be staying out overnight.

Where is he is dyullan to behave by unknown. How much should I say when I have to sit on the sidelines? If the person in charge of the Great Battle said that it would be okay, it was not right for an outsider to come first.

Are you really worried or are you just curious? I couldn't even know what I wanted to do. It was more than a week later that I learned where Karen Haier was.

A week later, someone visited Duran.

"Dulan Lloyd?"

"Yes, yes…"

She was a sharp-looking woman with blonde hair. She didn't know Duran, but Duran knew her.

It was Icela Evans who stayed with Karen. She was the daughter of Noz Evans, arrogant, extravagant, and used to be Karen's maid. He was also an uncomfortable opponent to become the lord of Haier. Dulan will end up in debt to her.

But there was no reason for Isela to visit him now.

"Since when have you been living in the capital? I've had a hard time finding you."

"A few weeks ago....”

"If I had known you were here, I wouldn't have had to find you for a long time...You knew Karen and I were staying here, right?”

“…….”

Duran was uncomfortable with Isela asking like a mystery. I've never been questioned like this in my first meeting. Duran was not yet Lord Haier and Icela Evans was not Berdick Evans.

"Do you have any idea why I'm here?”

"…no place to point, no place."

"Why are you here? What about Karen Haier?

Duran frowned. He peeped at it unilaterally. But it is unlikely that Isela would have caught it. Then now you are in a position to be angry.

"…I'm just here to attend the conference. Kah, Karen Haier and I haven't spoken to each other since we were young."

Although I watched it unilaterally. It's not wrong since I didn't have a proper conversation with Karen. But Isela kept looking at Duran with a dubious face.

"It would have been better to point to Zion if we were really on that relationship.”

"Moo, moo, what are you talking about....”

"…can you not stutter? It's really hard to hear. I'm so frustrated that I'm stuttering.”

"If you don't want to talk, you can leave."

Duran suddenly asked for a meeting and felt uncomfortable being with Isela, who was only nervous. When Duran stood up pointing out the door with his hand, Isela took off her hat and put it down on the table.

"I don't think you knew Karen Haier was here. It's strange that the person she pointed at is here, and your attitude is strange. What the hell's wrong with you?”

I don't know myself, so I just want to go out.

But neither Isela nor Duran really wanted to break off the conversation. As it was related to Karen, Dulan had a hard time getting over Isella's words, and I also had more to say to Dulan.

But Isela was annoyed and frustrated to talk to him. People like Dulan were the types of people I don't want to look at or get tangled with. He looks dreary and can't even speak properly.

Will he help Karen? His skin seemed to itch a little for some reason when I saw him. His appearance, his words, and his track record were strangely dull and unpleasant.

“…….”

The conversation did not continue properly and there was silence.

"Is this the end of the story, Isela?"

"Lord Zion. I don't think Father Duran wants to talk to me that much."

As Isela's conversation lengthened, a neat man came in. Isela winked at Zion. Tell me for me.

Zion came in with a slightly perplexing smile. And when he saw Dulan frowning, he sat next to Isela, knowingly.

"Good morning, Father Duran."

"…who is it?"

"I'm Sion Electra, a close friend of Ms. Isela. I'm acquainted with Karen Haier."

“…….”

To Zion, Karen was like a bag of barley or a grave of Isela. But he couldn't say that, so Duran clapped Sion's hand to shake hands.

"The royal family will be hearing from you soon. It's to promote the marriage between you and Miss Karen. Prince Gwiz wants that.”

"…Marriage?"

Duran Lloyd's eyebrows wiggled.

Xion immediately wedged to avoid any strange thoughts.

"You know what that means."

"…is it the government?"

"That's right."

the government of government

She was literally a scarecrow husband.

"I heard that the priest is also a relative of Karen Haier. Of course you'll help."

"…Now I."

"I have no doubt that you will help. Of course, nothing is that difficult. The important thing is that other friends will be with you. But I think you should know."

Zion Electra greeted Dulan with a smile.

This was the end of the story.

Within hours of Zion's departure, Duran was able to hear more from his royal officials.

Prince Gwiz wants to make Karen Haier the government.

The government, not just a prostitute who plays with it for a day or two. It was clear that he wanted to keep it on his side. Karen's mother, Catherine, is trying again to do the job that failed.

Even if the scandal broke out and thought it was immoral, the king's life is now numbered. No one wanted to offend Prince Gwiz, who would soon ascend to the throne.

There was no justification to criticize Prince Lewis's biological mother, as she had long been dead. On the contrary, the government chose those who would stop them even if they were married, not the government.

Prince Gwiz didn't want to miss Karen.

Catherine left for the Highlands on the pretext of marriage and did not return until she died. Prince Gwiz was seen trying not to make the same mistake.

The wedding will be held in the capital. It was written briefly that he would receive a congratulatory message from the temple, then enter the royal palace and stay in celebration.

"…when do you leave the palace… There isn't."

Duran swept the end of the letter. Prince Gwiz will bring Karen into the palace and never let her go again. As other governments do.

"...why would I....”

Duran often heard about Prince Gwiz from Catherine.

He had a taste for damaging the human body. There were many misdeeds. But Catherine nevertheless. Nevertheless.

Duran shook his head.

Why did Karen point out herself as a fake husband? Does it mean saving yourself, as Isela or Zion said? You want me to get you out of here?

But Duran knew Karen more.

From the past to the present, which Karen doesn't even know herself. Karen moved reasonably even in a frenzy. There was also a rule when he tried to get up in the middle of the night and hang himself in the garden.

If Karen had pointed at herself, there would be a reason. The problem was that Duran did not know why.

Why?

Karen had already announced that she would break up with her. I will not even look at his face," he said through Yeongju. But why did he say he would make a fake husband of himself?

You want my help?

To the man you threw away?

***

"Lord Zion, isn't that strange?"

"What, Isela?"

Isela grabbed Zion's arm and looked up at the ceiling of the Great War. It was a gothic cataclysm that soared to the sky. The space containing human desire to reach the sky was majestic and magnificent. But still, the size of the capital city was limited because it was a space in the city space was limited.

"If Lord Zion lived here, how long would it take him to look around? Including accommodation and preparation space."

"Well…. It won't take more than an hour at the longest."

"Right? I've been living for two or three weeks, so can you not bump into me?”

"It would be impossible unless you tried to avoid it."

"That's right."

Isela nodded her head.

As soon as Karen pointed to Duran, she sent a letter to Lord Haier asking where Duran was. But he was neither on land nor in a monastery. It was in a great battle.

"Icella, the man who was originally broken up is ashamed to hide. And so did Lord Raymond."

Knowing that Isela was talking about Duran, Zion said so, but Isela shook her head.

"I wouldn't say anything if it had really been two or three weeks. But Lord Haier said it's been months since he left.”

"Well... so the priest lies?”

"Yes."

Isela stroked her fat arm once and walked quickly.

"We've been in the same space for months, not weeks, and we didn't even know he was here. Don't you feel bad? Will he help Karen?"