Dear My Knight

2. Rachel Cardia – (7)

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I felt a warm energy near my chest.

Feeling the energy surrounding Asrai that warmed her heart, she slowly woke up.

“Ugh….”

When I gently opened my eyes, apart from the warm energy, I saw a man moaning in fear. Then she caught a glimpse of her standing next to him, her arms crossed, looking at him.

It seemed that she had lost her mind before she knew it.

Her vision was blurry, as if she had just woken up from a deep sleep.

It was difficult to know exactly how much time had passed for her, but when I thought of her saying that she would bring her priest as soon as the day dawned, it seemed that the man moaning right in front of her was the priest.

Looking at that, it seemed that a lot of time had already passed.

Looking back on her, I don’t think she had anything to say about her last night….

Her gaze went more naturally to her with her arms crossed than to her priest.

Clearly reddish hair, exposed off the hood.

Even the small scar on his right cheek underneath it and that indifferent expression that seemed to have no particular emotion were still the same.

‘Rachel.’

At the end of her hazy memory, she recalled that she had given her own name as her Rachel.

She was obviously the one who tried to kill herself, but strangely enough she didn’t show any hostility.

She was only reminded of her lack of skills over and over again.

Dalian under the guise of murder. The degrading words that she heard over and over after the sparring, with her whole body wounded, made her feel like she was being shattered.

Things I went through before being given Glaad’s castle.

Compared to those things, she rather tried to kill herself and then suddenly healed.

In the first place, it was not something special or strange for someone to kill him. Even just a few years ago, it was something I had experienced countless times, and now it felt like the sense of that time, which I had forgotten, had come back to life.

“This ideal… All of my divine power has been exhausted, so I cannot proceed with treatment.”

“Good job.”

“Oh, no.”

The priest bowed hastily to Rachel with her quivering eyes.

Looking at the figure of such a priest, Rachel calmly conveyed her hard work and waved her hand lightly.

The figure of a priest who lost her consciousness with a single gesture and collapsed on the spot.

It certainly didn’t kill him.

But did she have to go that far? He couldn’t understand what Rachel was like.

Apart from her uncomfortable feelings, she did not open her mouth.

Because of her own predicament, it was true that if Rachel suddenly changed her mind, she wouldn’t be surprised if she died anytime.

“So, how are you feeling?”

Rachel, who had dragged her priest and dumped it in a corner of her room, looked back at her Ed, she said.

“Certainly, I feel much better.”

Carefully moves her arm.

When she raised her own upper body like that, the part of her chest that had been pierced by her sword continued to throb. However, she was not completely immobilized by the pain.

It seems that she took off her own outer garments for her priest’s treatment. Her scars, carved on her own body for no reason, stood out.

The scars that were continuously engraved one by one soon remained as various scars, and the traces did not disappear.

She was a body that naturally frowned even when she saw it.

When she felt Rachel’s gaze continuing to examine herself, she picked up her own clothes that were near her. She heard Rachel’s voice.

“What are those scars?”

“These scars are from training—”

“There are so many scars from training.”

Rachel cut off Ed’s words as if she was trying to evade them, with her sharp voice.

When she exposed the body of a boy named Ed for her treatment, she couldn’t help but be surprised at that moment, even Rachel, who was not agitated by anything.

While she was a mercenary for 10 years, she had seen many people in her own way, but a body with so many scars was a body that even she could not easily see.

Ed looked at Rachel strangely and continued her words.

“What can I do if my skills are not enough?”

“As long as you are good enough… It’s not that bad.”

Rachel’s voice, which should have disguised her indifference, was a voice of regret that she herself was not aware of.

“…The person who said it was below expectations would say that.”

Rachel looked at Ed as he spoke with a small, dumbfounded smile.

Although her way of speaking and behavior didn’t match her figure, what she saw on the outside was a pretty face with a hint of youth.

Even her attitude, which was so calm that didn’t match her youthful face, made Rachel nervous.

If you were adopted into a family of knights called Glaad. If so, I thought she must have lived a better life than he did.

She couldn’t help thinking that something was different from her own.

What the hell if that’s not the case.

Then, what are those scars all over the body with an attitude that is not befitting one’s age?

‘I don’t know.’

In the appearance of a 17-year-old boy, she has a secret that she does not know. Rachel couldn’t erase it.

“In more detail… The scars on the whole body were engraved by repeating countless battles such as sparring. It gradually increased, and it became such an ugly body before I knew it. In the end, it’s all because of my lack of skills.”

Ed cautiously continued his words and looked at Rachel.

The beautiful face revealed under the shiny red hair caught my eye first, but she was definitely the first person I saw.

She was there, and if her appearance was that striking, she should have been known in the city, at least the name Rachel would have been known.

None of them meant that Rachel herself was intentionally hiding herself.

And her experience and her skills allowed her to reach a level that she herself could not match.

“If you want to hide that much, it doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me.”

Rachel took her food and set it down in front of Ed.

It was a type of food commonly sold in the market.

Starting with the meat soup with large chunks of meat floating around, there were several other types of skewers that were easy to eat.

“I don’t know if you just woke up, but quite a bit of time has passed since you lost consciousness. So, if you want to recover your body, eat at least that.”

As soon as I heard Rachel’s words, I suddenly felt extreme hunger.

Without saying anything, she raised her meat soup with a small nod of her head in appreciation. The temperature of the meat soup felt cold, probably because time had passed.

Even her arms continued to feel numb, from the hand holding her bowl to the hand holding the spoon.

Aside from her chest, which had been pierced by her sword, even her whole body continued to feel the pain as it rolled across her floor as if it had been deflected by Rachel’s first blow.

But even for a moment, Ed bit her gums small enough so that she wouldn’t be seen, and slowly began to eat her food.

“… Oh really.”

After looking at her for a while, Rachel stretched out her arms as if she was frustrated as she pulled back the hem of her robe that wrapped around herself.

Seeing her sudden annoyance, Ed, who shrank from her like a small animal, took away her bowl of soup.

“Hey. Open your mouth.”

“Yes?”

With her bewildered expression, she looks at Rachel, who has snatched her own hands and her meat soup.

‘What is it?’

“Open your mouth.”

Muttering her annoyance, Rachel suddenly shoved the soup into her mouth like a spoon thrust into her ed.

“…Eup!?”

Ed didn’t understand what was happening at the moment, but she swallowed the soup she felt in her mouth.

As soon as I felt the sweetness of the soup, I heard a rough voice.

“Damn it, I really think you are lucky.”

She suddenly opens her mouth at the sight of Rachel continuing to scoop up her spoon while looking at herself from the side of her instead of facing her head on.

Ed couldn’t understand the way Rachel suddenly offered her a spoon as if she was scooping up food for her.

If you think of her when you first met her, it was a sight you could never imagine.

She seems to be very accustomed to killing people, and she was Rachel, who held out her sword as if she would kill herself at any moment.

‘Is it obvious that much?’

She became infinitely ashamed because she wondered if she had shown that she was in pain on the outside.

She became a full-fledged knight of the House of Gleard, and she couldn’t even eat her own food, so she was scooped up by others.

I wonder if the figures in her articles are like that.

Hwarak.

Ed’s face flushed red.

She hurriedly opened her mouth, swallowing the soup she felt in her mouth again.

“That me, I will eat it.”

Rachel turned her head with a crooked expression and looked at Ed’s face.

Two eyes shining red like rubies. And when Ed faced the momentum in those eyes, he hesitated.

The red eyes in those two eyes.

That was like an order she couldn’t deny herself.

“I just accept and eat when they feed me.”

Rachel held out her spoon again, muttering ferociously as if she didn’t like something either.

“… ….”

In the end, Ed took it back and ate it.

Like a baby bird getting food from its mother bird.

It was repeated over and over again.

Meanwhile, Ed wiggled his limbs from time to time, as if his limbs were constantly numb.

Ed didn’t feel anything like pain in his hands and feet.

One emotion filled Ed’s head.

Extreme shame.

He continued to feel ashamed every time he took food, but Ed couldn’t say anything to Rachel.

He didn’t have the confidence to face those ruby red eyes again.