Became the Escort Knight of the Villain in the Romance Novel

3 – Irene Uris (3)

The sky is covered with thick shadows, and the sun that drove away the darkness disappears into darkness again.

The star clusters that had disappeared in fear of the light appeared, and the moonlight rising with blue light was an incomparable spectacle.

A lot of stars that are hard to see even in the countryside in the modern age where I lived.

While looking at the countless starlight shining through the window, I heard a voice mixed with admiration in my ear and turned my head.

“Wow…”

Irene’s exclusive lady-in-waiting, Lopena, uttered an admiring voice.

Since it was the Middle Ages, it was an unbelievably beautiful night view, and the streets at night began to shine brilliantly with lights made of magic.

Is it magic instead of electricity?

Rather, since it was made of magical power, it was like being able to use it semi-permanently, so I thought that this one looked more comfortable.

“Lopena.”

Hearing a calm voice, Lopena, who was immersed in the night view, startled and walked towards Irene with her sprinting steps.

It was uncomfortable to see the heavy burden in the hands of a child who looked younger than Irene and even younger than me, but it could not be helped.

As much as the burden she was carrying, my responsibility to protect the eldest daughter of the duchy was also heavy.

A book was placed in Lopena’s hand again.

No, a painful sound came out of Lofena’s mouth. Instead of considering her condition, Irene posted one more book.

“Ugh…”

I tried to look away as my trembling arms kept getting stepped on by my eyes.

After listening to it for a while, the grim-looking knight named Chris caught her and hit her on the head.

The area where it was hit still throbs, it looks like it’s badly bruised,

Lo Pena also saw the scene, so without even looking at me, she silently packed her things.

Books, papers, books, writing instruments, books. As she looked at the luggage on Lopena’s small hands, her stomach churned.

I would have understood if someone who purely enjoyed studying had bought it like that, but her face as she was choosing the book was also expressionless.

They just felt uncomfortable.

“…What the heck.”

I don’t know. The emotions behind that expressionless mask could only be guessed, and showed no signs of being revealed.

Perhaps seeing Irene sitting still, people might mistake her for a doll.

Looking at the corner of her mouth, which is always level, I smiled.

Irene continued to choose books.

It’s been three hours since I stopped by the bookstore, and Irene’s books were left in one place until Lofena finally returned, staring blankly at the books.

What the hell is she looking through her book.

Come to think of it, Irene in the novel was also reading a book whenever she appeared.

Whether she was a novel, philosophy, or economics. Thanks to the books she read in any field, she was quite erudite,

Thanks to her knowledge, her heroine suffered quite a bit when dealing with her.

-It’s the blade-tailed lizard’s poison, are you trying to assassinate me? Luna Dreamwell.

Even I, the reader, got goosebumps at the words she uttered as she smelled the scent of black tea, which was no different from regular tea.

She added that it was all thanks to the knowledge she gained from books that she was able to instantly distinguish the poison, which even highly trained assassins had difficulty distinguishing easily.

…Assassination.

The thought that started with admiration was soon blocked by a single word.

The image of Irene I remembered was nothing more than her past.

Countless assassination attempts targeting her, and the relationships around her that eventually collapse because they can’t stop it,

But even so, she couldn’t even utter a single sound of pain.

Because she was made of iron, she had to be insensitive at all times, and she had to be perfect because she had to be a shield that could block anything.

An invincible shield that blocks any creature.

It was her title before her bad relationship with her protagonist deepened, but I felt that the title was not very honorable.

Even if it is a shield created by a god to block the spear, isn’t it the shield that receives the impact in the end?

No matter how fine you look on the outside, can you say that you are fine?

It was as if the scratches that piled up on her, the scars on her mind that piled up in her heart finally broke her down. Her end.

Remembering the faint smile I saw in the room earlier, I slowly closed my eyes.

Is she okay now? Perhaps, from the moment I possessed it, it was already foreseen in her words.

The soft flesh was chewed in the mouth, and a fishy taste drifted in.

The reason why my thoughts were scattered was because of that subtle gaze looking at me.

When I realized that those sapphire-like eyes were staring blankly at me without the slightest blemish, my relaxed posture soon hardened.

“…Even if you have to do something.”

Lo Pena said she would pack her books in advance, and she was away, so Irene and I were the only ones here.

Somehow the fact seemed to choke her breath, but I straightened my posture and slightly lowered her head.

“My lady?”

When she opened her mouth to Irene, who just stared at me and said nothing,

She glanced at me like that, then turned her gaze to the book.

“My lady.”

She opened her mouth while reading the book, and her eyebrows quivered slightly. Did I make a mistake?

With that in mind, I lowered her head even more, and Irene just held out her hand in front of me without saying anything.

A hand?

As I raised my head in wonder for a moment, I laughed out loud at something in front of my eyes.

“A book… isn’t it?”

“It looks like you need to learn more about etiquette, so read and study. Please always keep in mind the title.”

“…I see.

Somehow calling her a lady must be the problem.

She accepted the book, muttering in her heart, Irene moved her steps again, as if there were no more books to choose from here.

She was a book after all, and since she had an attachment to her character, Irene Uris, she was worried about what to do with the book she received from her.

It’s the book she gave me talking about etiquette, so it must be something like that.

{30 Rules of etiquette for nobility}

“Ha.”

As I read the title of the book, the corner of my mouth drew an arc. Shall I wrap it up later?

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“…Are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m fine. It’s a bit heavy, but…”

It doesn’t look all right. When I narrowed her eyes as I looked at the luggage piled on top of Lopena, she smiled lightly at me, saying that Lopena was fine.

Today was the first time I met Lopena, but I was able to get close pretty quickly because I was close enough to Irene’s escort.

Surprisingly, she was the same age as me, and she also found out from Lopena that Irene was also 15 years old.

His personality was pretty good compared to others, and seeing him quietly carrying a burden despite his small frame, could anyone dislike it?

Even as an escort, it was quite difficult to concentrate on every situation all the time, so when changing shifts with Sir Chris, I would hang around and chat with Lopena.

Then she got caught by Sir Chris and punched her in the head, but she still knew Lopena was a good guy.

She looked at Lofena’s luggage on her arm with pity for a moment, then she took her eyes off her and turned her head to Irene.

From the morning when I first met her, to now when it was getting dark. I was inwardly amazed at the expression that never changed.

Although she was so beautiful that her cold impression, as if she had been tainted with frost, and when her straight eyelashes flickered from time to time, her elasticity flowed out without even realizing it.

On the contrary, because of that appearance, people couldn’t approach him easily.

Even the merchants who were so attached to the other young ladies hesitated and backed away whenever they saw Irene.

She, of course, was the one who looked at even those merchants with her insensitive face,

I just wanted to know what she was thinking while looking at them.

Isn’t the emotion contained in her eyes during the day, the gaze at the young lady, albeit faintly, of longing?

Come to think of it, the things she bought today were items that would be hard to find for a young lady of her age. She is a young girl who lives outside with books and writing utensils.

The corners of her mouth quivered. Why.

Why did her eyes, which looked so clear, look so blurry?

I thought her blue eyes were like the deep sea. The surface of the sea is blue, but inside it is so muddy and dark that you can’t even see.

Contrary to her beautiful appearance, which seduces even the gaze, I frowned at the idea that the inside might be as dark as the deep sea.

Her admiration was a compliment she gave to those who did what she couldn’t do.

However, the longing she harbored was the same young lady. She seemed like she wouldn’t do it herself, but she definitely wouldn’t.

I could see the Duke in her white hair.

A shield that protects the heart of the current empire. A person who inherited the iron-blooded will and a person who reached the extreme with the sword.

He was a gentle dog in front of the emperor, but a severe wolf to his children.

Garrot Juris.

It felt like a fishy taste was coming up from the flesh I had just chewed on.

Why is she the 15-year-old she, the eldest daughter of the duchy that everyone else would envy?

Should I have a feeling of admiration for another young lady?

I’d rather be arrogant. It was better to show an immature appearance without knowing common sense.

Because she was old enough.

She was in the middle of her dream and her eyes were shining.

However, the only thing reflected in her eyes was the infinitely dark darkness, so I let out a heavy breath involuntarily.

I thought that she looked so lonely as she walked alone in her dark shadow.

Being 15 years old is a loneliness unsuitable for her age, so I deliberately stood near her.

I glanced at her, who couldn’t even see her slight movement even though I was standing next to her, and then she slowly opened her mouth.

“Did you enjoy it?”

Unlike the infinitely light question, my voice was quite serious, so she looked at me like that and then nodded her head.

But that didn’t seem like a positive thing. I laughed at a kind of banquet order to stop talking to them.

“…Are you interested in books?”

“……”

“I heard that in order to be a good knight, you have to have common sense. If there is any book you would like to recommend, I will be grateful to listen to it.”

A chat with no one to answer began.

She hadn’t come into this world until one day, and she didn’t know a thing about being a good knight, but she wanted to speak to her anyway.

If I didn’t do that, I kept having an ominous feeling that I would be quietly buried in this darkness.

Silence ensued, and again silence brought silence.

Lofena looked at me strangely as I babbled alone, but Sir Chris didn’t stop me from doing so, just watching.

As if my actions weren’t that wrong.

“Evan.”

I heard a voice cold enough to freeze the night.

She didn’t react to anything I said, and her gaze toward me was quite cold.

I bowed her head in front of her. In fact, I knew this reaction would return.

“If you want to be a great article, you first want to know common sense. Starting with that simple common sense of not talking to someone you don’t want to talk to.”

My face was distorted at the sharp vicious remarks poking at each and every part of my chest.

Perhaps it would be better not to show this expression. After her expression finally returned to normal, when she raised her head, Irene was already walking far away.

“… Ha.”

I wondered if it was a futile move, but for some reason I didn’t regret it.

It’s common sense, so the words she said seemed to linger in my ears for no reason.

Staggeringly, I took another step. Even though she was reviled, I was her escort anyway.

When I took the first and second steps like that.

“……”

For some reason, I realized that this street is quiet.

No sound at all. Only footsteps were heard. Jerk, jerk.

And soon after, I realized that the sound of those footsteps was unfamiliar. Not Irene, not me, not Sir Chris, not Lopena.

Clap-

Sir Chris’ face turned to contemplation as if he had realized that subtle sound.

And when I saw that, I had been running since sometime.

Irene, as she muttered the name of her escort, her steps were hurried. A feeling he had never experienced before flooded his body.

My skin began to react to the fishy smell of death mixed with blood, and the thick blood that covered this dark street.

The hand holding the sword at her waist trembled for an instant as a chilling sensation ran up her spine.

When the hand that came out of the shadows went towards Irene, my body jumped out like an arrow.

Cutting through the shadows, cutting through the silence. The sword, which he had never held since birth, cried out.

The newly acquired body was light, and the sword that was lifted moved forward.

Seoguk-

As Irene cut the body of the approaching assassin, a quiet scream came from her mouth.

It’s an assassination, so I closed my eyes and caught my breath.

Remembering those blue eyes that were obviously still numb even though they were pointed at me, or rather, that seemed tired of this situation.

The mana of white light began to wrap around the sword.