Somehow, The Villainess Who Regressed in Time Lost Her Magic Power, so She Turned into a Secluded Maiden - 135 2-17 Louis Perspective

Well, I’ll keep your precious princess.Can you pick me up without mistake?

– Whose voice is that?

In the dark, Rachel can hear me crying over and over again.I have to respond to that voice, and I try to move my arm.But I don’t know what the body is talking about.

“Your Highness, Your Highness… Your Highness!”

Your consciousness gradually rises to the voice that calls you from afar in your head.

“… Cyril?”

“How long have you been working?If you sleep on the sofa, your body won’t rest.Ah, it looks like you’ve finished all the work you’ve been working on for the last few days. ”

When I opened my eyes to the voice calling out to me, I saw Cyril who wasn’t supposed to be there.I managed to open my eyes so I could wake up.

Cyril nodded looking at the bundle of documents in front of him without even paying attention to me.

“What? Cyril, why are you here?”

“Why? Because it’s morning?Rather, is there any other reason?Now, Your Highness, I have a lot of work to do today. ”

“Wait… I’m sorry. I can’t figure it out, but I must have been in Alta.Why is that in my office? ”

I was surprised that Cyril, who was supposed to be in Dutois, was here, but looking around, it was the most familiar place for me.

I feel like I’ve been sleeping on the sofa before and I have blankets on my body.I don’t often work till dawn, and when I try to take a nap for about an hour, I sometimes rest on the couch, not in the dorm or bedroom, and Cyril always blames me for that.

Yes, in this situation, which is not a problem as usual, there is one strange thing above all else.

I am certainly in Orta right now.

“I don’t know what you want to say.Is it a dream? Isn’t the ceremony of the reign completed unharmed and you just returned from Alta? ”

“No, that shouldn’t be… hunting…Is the injury healed? Indeed, I fell off the cliff….. ”

I touched my head, but I couldn’t help but feel the bandage wrapped around it.He fell off such a tall cliff, but I didn’t see a scratch on it.

Have you returned home unconscious, or have you lost a few days of memory from a head shock… is that possible?

Above all, is it safe to say that you, the Crown Prince of the Allies, were seriously injured by the Queen of Orta?… what do you mean?

“What kind of dream were you having?Miss Anna Carroll, who joined us, should also be working in the cathedral today.I have arranged for a bouquet of flowers to be served in His Highness’s name for now.I always say it’s troublesome, but I think it would be better if you put a word with the card, so please write it down properly later. ”

… what? Why does Anna Carroll’s name appear there?

She was not invited in the first place, let alone accompanied.And I don’t even have a reason to give a bouquet of flowers.

“What? Why, Miss Carroll?… a dream?”

“Ha, I can sleep here.I’ve told you many times to rest in your bedroom. ”

“… Rachel, where is Rachel?”

Shake your head and try to figure out what’s going on.But it’s not going to work. In order to organize the conversation with Cyril, who has not been engaging since, we must awaken our eyes for now.

I tried to pinch my palm hard.Then, I still feel the pain…. isn’t that a dream?I don’t understand any more and more.

Yeah, but first I want to see Rachel.

I haven’t seen him since I told him to go back to the royal palace with His Highness Isaac.It must have hurt my chest that I came home like that.

I have to apologize for worrying about Rachel first.No, it’s not. Maybe I just want to look at Rachel’s face and feel reassured.

“Is this about Rachel Marcel…?”

“Oh, I’m going to see Rachel today.Give the Marquis a head start. ”

As he raised his face and turned his gaze towards Cyril, Cyril stunned like a piscilli and a stone, holding the document in his hand, and opened his eyes with dismay.Gradually my complexion deteriorated and I frowned on Cyril as if I were a ghost.

– What’s the reaction?

“Your Highness… what are you saying?Wasn’t Rachel Marcel dead three months ago?Bandits attacked me on my way to the monastery….. ”

At that moment, the sound disappeared from my world.

The colour disappeared.

I can’t get the meaning of the words that came out of Cyril’s mouth well.

What… what are you talking about?

Deceased? Abbey? Bandit?

What are you talking about?

Rachel’s… gone?

You feel blood coming out of your body and being beaten from behind with a gauntlet and a blunt object.

A loud warning sounds to your head to tell you that your current situation is unusual.

“That can’t be…What are you talking about…. ”

It is unusual for Cyril to wander about in my unusual state of view.But that’s why Cyril said it wasn’t a joke.

I’m sure if someone other than Cyril had told me this, I might have even yelled at you not to tell me that.But Cyril can’t lie like this.

Put your hands together in front of your face and focus on your hands.

What if it’s not a dream?… Rachel’s dead… No, I don’t want to think about it.

I am aware that when it comes to Rachel, it becomes a small amount, but there is no way I can forgive him for losing Rachel, whether it’s a dream or a joke.

I feel redness and tingling in front of my eyes.To soothe your anger for a moment, take a big, deep breath and pump oxygen into your brain.But I can’t make a sober decision.

But one thing is certain, Cyril can’t tell a lie.But I don’t want to think any more about the absence of Rachel.

Cyril and I both feel weird about each other, but we need to understand what’s going wrong as soon as possible.Before your head boils like this and you take dangerous action.

Now I have a person in my head to calmly grasp the situation.

“… call Theodore now.”

“… Your Highness. Theodore hasn’t seen you since we had an argument about Miss Rachel.And I don’t know where Theodore, who applied for a long vacation with the Magic Division, is staying right now… ”

When he is greatly discouraged by the answer, he meditates with frustration.

“Your Highness! The blood…”

Looking at Cyril’s impatient expression and voice, he noticed that he was using too much force to hurt himself with his nails.Blood is seeping.

Still, I can’t relax my gripped fist.

What is going on in this world?

Where am I now?

Rachel… where are you now?