The Hero is Standing in My Way - Chapter 6

“The assassin last night.”

 

Siegfried, who had been talking so far, suddenly increased his voice. As if he felt my puzzled gaze, he spoke again.

 

“The assassin came for me. Have you ever been hurt?”

 

“I’m alright. But it seemed that the assassin was hurt?“

 

“—How do you know that?”

 

Siegfried’s elongated eyes were thinner. I quickly opened my mouth.

 

“I told you. Have you ever bought a grudge? You kicked me out like that yesterday.”

 

“That was what kept bothering me in my sleep. I couldn’t sleep anymore after you left.”

 

Siegfried slowly sighed. Then he stepped back a little and gestured to me.

 

“Come in. I think you have a lot of things you want to say.“

 

“Ariel?”

 

There was someone calling me into the parlor. Abbysion, who was sitting on the sofa, looked surprised.

 

“Good morning.”

 

I greeted with a bright smile. However, Abbysion had a very serious expression.

 

“Why are you here…”

 

“In fact, we drank together without knowing that he is an assassin.”

 

I muttered, scratching my cheek. Then, I touched my hand at the fact that suddenly came to mind.

 

Ah, how? When I met him at the bar, Killian barely touched his glass.

 

I thought he was so obsessed with it that he wasn’t inclined to do that, but that wasn’t it. It was because he had to go kill Siegfried after that.

 

Had I known that in advance, I would have made Killian drink a lot of alcohol.

 

That is why it is uncomfortable if you do not know the details of the novel. Will Siegfried continue to face this kind of threat in the future?

 

At least I might have been able to prevent it.

 

Even if late, I felt a little sorry for Siegfried.

 

A 15-year-old boy has to go through all kinds of hardships already.

 

“What? When? Where? How? No, what happened before? Wait a minute, does that mean that you saw the face of the assassin?”

 

“Why not ask one by one?”

 

Abbysion quickly got up and asked. He came to me in no time as if he couldn’t hear me telling him to slow down.

 

Abbysion’s big hand grabbed my shoulder. He turned me back and forth and released a hardened expression that seemed relieved.

 

“You’re not hurt anywhere.”

 

“He don’t have to do that, but I’m fine just by looking at it.”

 

“But maybe.”

 

A faint smile was drawn on Abbysion’s mouth. It seems he was really worried about his only sister.

 

“I should sit down, too.”

 

I pushed Abbysion out and said.

 

As I settled down on the fluffy sofa, Abbysion followed me and poured me tea.

 

I looked down at the steaming teacup. Before long, Siegfried closed the door and came inside.

 

“Now, this is a moment that I think I’ll be able to help you.”

 

I just found it out when I accidentally went out for a drink. I smiled with my eyes twinkled.

 

I don’t know how it goes in the novel, but that wasn’t my job.

 

Eisa is sending an assassin to the southern Elefritz far from the islands.

 

Wouldn’t it have been dangerous to not only Siegfried but also the people of the mansion if he did something wrong?

 

I also thought it would be better to catch Killian. Anyway, Eisa was eliminated as a husband.

 

“He said his name is Killian Espression. He seemed to be a little over 180 in his silver hair. Oh, and he came into my room last night.”

 

When I had said so far, Siegfried looked at me haunted and surprised.

 

Various complex emotions emerged on his pure white face. Among them, the emotions I could easily read were sorry and regret.

 

It’s probably because he drove me out last night. I’m sure of it.

 

“Fortunately, he didn’t hurt me. Afterwards, the knights followed, and Killian ran away. But there was blood in the place where Killian was. So I knew he was injured.”

 

When I finished the explanation, Siegfried, sitting across from me, hesitated and stroked the back of his neck.

 

He looked like he had a lot of things to say.

 

“…Had I listened to you a little more carefully.”

 

“I’m glad you can listen now. Killian had a portrait of His Majesty the Prince. I was in trouble with it, so I went to visit the Prince.”

 

Surely the time I visited him was very late. So it wasn’t that I didn’t understand his attitude last night.

 

I looked at Siegfried and smiled in the sense of being okay.

 

He asked, with his upper body bowed slightly and his hand on the edge of his mouth.

 

“Even if you’re angry, I have nothing to say. It is not something to say while smiling so brightly. I almost hurt you for no reason. It was dangerous.”

 

“The danger was for His Highness the Prince.”

 

Come to think of it, Killian was injured. Is Siegfried okay?

 

His outward appearance looked fine, but I couldn’t tell if he was.

 

Siegfried was wearing a dark shirt that covered his entire body today.

 

“I have been through this once or twice. Besides, I’ve been awake since you left, so I was able to respond immediately when an assassin came.

 

“Then it was his Majesty the Crown Prince who hurt Killian.”

 

“I haven’t been able to fight back properly because my wrist is in this state yet.”

 

Siegfried slightly removed the sleeves of his shirt. The handkerchief that I had tied yesterday remained on his wrist.

 

“Take a bandage.”

 

“I don’t get sick because you have fixed it properly.”

 

I’m glad then. I nodded with satisfaction.

 

And when Siegfried lowered his sleeves again, it went back to our previous conversation.

 

“So, was Killian the crown prince and a dragon?”

 

“Where did you hear from?”

 

“Just from there.”

 

Siegfried started to sigh. He said, sweeping down his eyes as if tired.

 

“Only Eisa is trying to hurt me so far. I’m sorry for the inconvenience to you too.”

 

“Don’t say that. Isn’t it natural that Your Majesty’s safety is our top priority.”

 

Abbysion shook his head firmly. Siegfried’s hardened mouth was also slightly loosened.

 

“I’m glad you said so.”

 

Siegfried seemed to feel lighter. Yes, flatten out your expression. Even if you’re a child who’s dying.

 

I pulled up the tail of my mouth, which was giving me strength.

 

Siegfried glanced at me like that and pointed to the upper part of my elbow, as if it suddenly came to mind.

 

“Here this way. I cut the assassin’s arm. It’s a pretty deep wound, so he won’t be able to come back for a while.”

 

“But in case you don’t know, I will escort you from today.”

 

“I can take care of my body.”

 

“But—.”

 

“Sir Abbysion, I’m really okay.”

 

In the end, Siegfried briefly burst into laughter at Abbysion’s worrisome proposal. His dry mouth was very pretty.

 

Suddenly, the illusion arose as if the rose petals in full bloom behind him were flying around. Of course, it wasn’t really.

 

As I looked at him with admiration at his smile, Siegfried again solidified his mouth.

 

“I think your brother needs an escort. I know the impression of an assassin, so it’s no wonder if you are attacked.”

 

“Oh, I’m fine.”

 

I opened my eyes wide and shook my hand quickly. When an escort is attached, it becomes bothersome.

 

I can also protect my body enough.

 

In the first place, Siegfried made Killian unable to move for a while, but must this happen again?

 

“Don’t refuse. Because I am worried.”

 

But Siegfried didn’t seem to agree with me.

 

He made the impression that my answer was not satisfactory. He, in my imagination was not such a person.

 

Somehow, I imagined it as a feeling that he was hard to approach with a colder and sharper impression.

 

But he’s kinder than I thought, right? Is that because he’s still young?

 

“It’s really okay…”

 

“I’m not okay.”

 

“Why?”

 

“Why do you think.”

 

Siegfried didn’t talk any more and shut his mouth. At a moment, a confused look passed on his face.

 

“—Do not be stubborn, I’ll escort you. Of course, I’ll feel bad if you get hurt.”

 

He said bluntly. I can’t help it if he say it like that.

 

I tried to say it was okay once more, but when Siegfried raised his eyes, I quickly changed my words.

 

“I understand. Only until Killian is caught.”

 

“Okay.”

 

Only then the tail of Siegfried’s eyes droop. But I was so dissatisfied so I pouted my lips.

 

Siegfried turned his head as if pretending not to see my face. Then he hesitated and stared at me again.

 

“Thanks to you, I was able to go through without a big deal. I can’t help but say thank you.”

 

Siegfried smiled with his long eyes wide open. It was clear that the expression “blinding” exists to be used in such a case.

 

I forgot to answer and looked at him with admiration.

 

Siegfried groaned, then gradually erased his smile. Now he was back with his usual expressionless face.

 

No, with a more embarrassing face than usual.

 

“—Why are you looking at me like that.”