Dear My Knight

3. Ashera Glaad & Chersha Kalua (18)

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“… ….”

Even with the appearance of such a green-haired girl, the man who looked like an aristocrat had no intention of changing.

‘I’ll be able to pierce it with just my gaze.’

Rachel laughed at that persistent gaze and muttered inwardly, but did not let the words out of her mouth.

The aristocratic man took a step forward and spoke again.

“A sweet dessert is good, not a dinner party. I repeat this because I really want to have you as a guest in my family.”

“Even that suggestion… Aren’t you talking about my appearance?”

She said coldly to Chersha, who restrained her Plea who was about to take her place. As if she has no heart for you who only see her own appearance… To the people who looked at them, it seemed to be cold.

“I will not deny it. Your beautiful appearance that caught my eye was as if you were not from this world… Because it seemed that way to me.”

However, despite Chersha’s appearance, the murmur around her grew even louder at the sight of an aristocratic man spouting while looking at Chersha with her straight eyes.

And as if he was conscious of the situation, a nobleman approached her half a step very cautiously, knelt down on her one knee, and looked at the woman called Chersha.

The clean clothes were crumpled as they touched the floor of the city, but the man’s attitude as he spoke afterwards seemed to be unwavering… It seemed that way in Rachel’s eyes.

Rachel, who knew the attitude of the aristocrats and how much they value face and decency in front of others, was a pretty unconventional man.

“Have you heard of love at first sight, lady? It’s embarrassing, but I felt that today is my life’s destiny. I can swear by my name. I’ve never said anything like this to anyone in the first meeting. And that must mean that my heart is captivated by the lady.”

ㅡOh~~!!

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ㅡ Kyaa!!

ㅡ Cool!!

ㅡ Oh my gosh!!

People watching the scene from a distance burst into cheers at the man’s serious voice.

The passionate courtship of noble men.

Some women blushed at the words of her aristocratic man and looked at him envying him.

‘Ah. It’s so much fun.’

I thought it was a good idea to leave the inn to get some fresh air at least late at night.

The situation unfolding right in front of my eyes was like something out of a novel.

However, seeing the expressionless face of a woman named Chersha, I was able to predict how the situation would develop afterwards. Rachel let out a smile just by looking at her current situation.

Her woman named Chersha, who she saw in her own eyes, may not like her immediate situation. I was watching.

For a moment, Chersha’s gaze stopped as if fixed in one place.

Indifferent blue eyes that seem to see through everything.

‘… What?’

In her moment, Chershara felt as if her own eyes met with her woman.

Those strange eyes, as if she was looking at herself for a moment.

Rachel wondered if she was wrong, but the words that came out of Chersha’s mouth were unexpected for anyone.

“Then what about that woman?”

At Chersha’s calm appearance, who suddenly said something else, the eyes of most of the people present there were drawn to it.

In the space Chersha beckoned to, there were Rachel, a woman, and a number of men…

“Uh, uh, are you talking about me?”

A woman who was near Rachel asked blankly, pointing at herself. Even if she said that she was a woman where Chersha beckoned, she couldn’t see anything other than herself, so she asked back, thinking that she couldn’t believe it.

“No. She is the woman sitting next to him.”

The woman turned her head in a daze and made a puzzled expression at the sight of a place where only men existed.

Chersha smiled slightly at that figure and moved her steps slowly.

Most of the men were unaware of what was going on as they gazed enchanted at Chersha’s beautiful figure with a slight smile, and even the aristocratic man who had given her fervent love to Chersha would stare blankly at Chersha. It was only

As Chersha slowly approached, Rachel erased her smile and hardened her expression.

Then, as she grabbed her own robe and utilized her mana once more, she could clearly feel her own mana flowing through her robe. She obviously had no problem erasing her own presence.

As proof of that, she said that the gazes of people looking at her as if they hadn’t seen her were real.

‘But how.’

How on earth is she looking at herself and moving her steps?

Rachel was about to leave the place in a hurry at the woman’s figure that had reached her nose before she knew it.

“Ah.”

Rachel, however, uttered a voice involuntarily at her own leg, which did not move as if she had been fixed in place for some reason.

Maybe it was a coincidence, but the sudden wind blew Rachel’s hood off naturally.

Rachel’s appearance revealed at the same time as her hood was removed. People looked at Rachel in admiration at her appearance.

“Because this woman is just as beautiful as me.”

When Chersha, who was in close proximity to her Rachel, spoke with a subtle smile, some nodded her head as if agreeing, exuding her admiration.

“… What have you done, now?”

As if the appearance of her smiling lightly, even just a moment ago, was a lie, Rachel’s voice rang out as she sat down coldly.

At that cold voice, the people present startled and took a few steps away from Rachel. As if by instinct, they kept their distance.

“I hope you are just looking at me and smiling. I wanted to show your face to others as well.”

After that, Chersha made a small noise as if she was snapping her hands, as if that was the end. She moved on

At the same time, Rachel felt her strange sensation in her own feet disappear. Chersha moves her steps lightly into the space left behind by her Rachel.

‘I don’t notice… I couldn’t.’

It was only then that Rachel realized that Chersha had used something like her magic on her.

Rachel’s whole body was soon covered with her huge alertness that made her heart go cold.

It was as if she was right next to her sharp dagger that seemed capable of stabbing her own chest at any moment.

“Les, Lady?”

The bewildered voice of the aristocratic man who had been staring at Chersha resounded, but Chersha passed Rachel as if she hadn’t heard.

“Chersha!!”

Since Chersha moved her steps, Pleaa, who had been carefully moving her steps, hurriedly raised her voice and followed her.

Rachel, who was just looking at them like that, thought about it as she moved her hand, albeit a little.

She wondered if she should chase after that mysterious wizard who got rid of her presence, or should she go back to the inn and quickly hide herself.

And in a brief moment, Rachel eventually chose the latter.

She has that conspicuous female appearance and she uses her magic to bind her own feet unnoticed.

She couldn’t take anything lightly.

“Ah….”

Watching Chersha leave, the moment her eyes were focused on the aristocratic man who exclaimed greatly and expressed regret, Rachel quickly used her mana and erased her presence again.

“Huh?”

“Where is the red-haired woman?”

“There must have been….”

“There was such a beauty, but she didn’t even notice.”

Leaving behind the voices of various people, Rachel quickly disappeared from there.

Her true self was revealed in an instant, but the moment her hood was taken off, she instinctively covered her own cheek, so her true identity was not revealed.

Shaaak.

Rachel strayed her own tracks as she moved quickly and deliberately twisted her own lines.

‘… Were wizards this dangerous?’

She was already Rachel, moving her body a long way from there, but even then, Rachel’s whole body was enveloped in a red haze and her heart was infinitely cold.

As her notoriety grew, there were also assassins targeting her. Her experience of feeling her sense of crisis as she does now could be counted on her hands.

A blonde woman making eye contact with herself in her crowd.

The figure of a woman who secretly used magic to the extent that one could not even notice her with her calm appearance…….

Even compared to the beings who were aiming at her, emitting her ferocious life as if she was suffocating in front of her, she felt even more dangerous.

***

A private room on the 5th floor of the Glaade Mansion.

Aisen Glade He was drinking alone in a separate room.

“When the teeth of the blue wolves became dull, they all showed their true intentions… ….”

With already empty wines scattered all over the luxurious table, she could tell that Aizen had already been drinking for quite some time.

However, even though the liquid leaking from the scattered wine bottles soaked several luxurious papers on the table, Aizen did not bother to remove them.

No, rather, it looked like he was watching the papers continue to get wet and wanted them to be dirty on purpose.

A family knight was killed by a mere mercenary.

The mercenary’s grade was a special grade that didn’t exist even in the empire, so it didn’t matter because he had a second name as a mercenary.

Glead, situated like the Taishan of the North, she said that her name was tarnished because the fact was an indelible fact.

—-Glead is staggering.

ㅡFame is not what it used to be.

If you look only at what is known externally, the eldest son and second son who were fighting over the succession of Glaad died, and only the third son, Azelan, was left to succeed the family heir.

In addition, many of the best knights have lost their lives, so Glead has weakened.

Aizen knew about the rumors that were circulating in the city from early on.

And as if they were looking for an opportunity, a sudden offer came in from famous knight families and aristocratic families.

And among them, there were some families with power that even Gleadra would not dare to disregard.

All of the offers were full of stories related to her granddaughter, Asherah.

ㅡ a political marriage.

The family tradition of the Gleaard family, which is based on the principle of standing alone and shining oneself, does not try to correct the child early on, nor does it show the future path.

A political soul naturally exists in a family as famous as the old Glaad.

In fact, considering the political arena and the power between families, Gleaard was on the generous side in relation to arranged marriages that should have existed.

Naturally, it made them not care too much about the status of their spouses, but the spouses that previous generations of family heads had received were unknown, so they went looking for those who fit their ranks.

For this reason, marriages with high-ranking nobles or knights naturally took place.

However, all of these were the ancestors of Glaad that had been passed down from generation to generation, and did not exist as arranged marriages due to someone’s oppression.

“The fact that so many families want arranged marriages even though they know the tradition of Glaade….”

Her granddaughter’s well-known figure was outstanding, and her granddaughter’s own words, which declared earlier that she would give up her succession plan more than anything else, were so great.

There have been people who have spoken out from the beginning, only in prestigious families, but… He hadn’t talked about arranged marriages so openly as now.

Perhaps Ashera was a mere pretext, revealing her ambition to devour Glaade, which has great influence in the North, through her granddaughter.

“To refuse me with a single knife for you….”

Aizen, who had drunk a glass of wine, muttered quietly and cut her off. In Aizen’s field of vision, the names written on the documents came into his eyes one by one.

Despite being stained with all kinds of alcohol, the names of the documents written in elegant handwriting were clearly visible, as if they had been treated with magic.

ㅡThe Duke of Althea, famous as one of the three major dukes of the Empire.

ㅡThe Marquis of Birbalce, who is said to have sky-high wealth thanks to the rare mineral resources that exist in the territory.

—-Even the Valois family, a family of historical knights who have passed on the imperial guard for generations.

I had no clue whatsoever.

I didn’t even notice how long they were looking for an opportunity.

As the power of the family weakened, families with power that were hard to refuse with simple words began to send people.

“All of those names aren’t light.”