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Michael went out and soon the lady-in-waiting came in.

She was the lady-in-waiting Michael brought for Priscilla.

It would have been nice if Rien and Lili had come, but the Emperor did not allow the princesses of the Concubine Palace attending the hunting festival to be accompanied by a dedicated lady-in-waiting.

This is because each time they made a dedicated lady-in-waiting cause an incident.

So the princesses were taken care of by the lady-in-waitings brought by the Emperor himself.

It was the same with Priscilla.

Priscilla took off her dress and changed into a hunting suit with the help of the lady-in-waiting.

Priscilla stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.

Overall, it was a neat and sophisticated white hunting suit, but with blue points on the sleeves and pants.

“I’d rather tie my hair.”

Priscilla nodded, and the lady-in-waiting took her hair and raised it up and tied it with a blue ribbon.

“It’s done.”

The back of her neck felt cool when she tied her hair up.

“Now, you may go out.”

Priscilla, ready, left the barracks.

When she came out, Michael looked at her with a grimace.

“Are you still angry?”

“Yes.”

“It’s nice to be honest. Let’s go. The hunt will begin soon.”

“But do I have to ride a horse with Your Majesty?”

“Of course.”

Priscilla sighed deeply.

Eventually, Priscilla and Michael got on the horse.

“Hold onto my waist. Otherwise, you’ll fall off.”

She didn’t like it, but she had to.

Because there was no one to catch her if she fell.

When Michael appeared with Priscilla on board, the eyes of the nobles widened.

This is because it was the first time that the Emperor rode with a woman on a horse he cherished.

“He must really care about her.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to line up now?”

“We should, because if Lady Priscilla gives birth to His Majesty’s baby later, she will be the mistress of the palace.”

The Emperor had never cared for any woman in particular.

But today an exception appeared.

A beautiful princess from a small country had done it.

“Their gaze stings so much.”

“It would. You are the first woman on my horse.”

“I should have learned horseback riding earlier.”

“What’s the point of learning? Is there a reason to ride a horse at the Concubine Palace?”

“There will be times when you use it if you learn it. Like now.”

“I don’t think so.”

When Michael laughed with a fierce smile, Priscilla closed her mouth.

Michael steered his horse slowly and prepared to go hunting.

Michael joined the ranks. The drum that the servant was holding marked the start of the hunt.

“I’m going to catch something bigger than you today.”

“Who says so?”

The aristocrats who were close to each other ran their horses in check and disappeared.

Michael and Robiche ran down the road to catch the saber tiger, the king of the forest.

Throughout the run, Priscilla held on tight to Michael.

“Are you scared?”

“It’s my first time riding a horse.”

“Be patient.”

“Yes.”

He galloped away.

Then Robiche, who was following him from the side, looked at Priscilla with a worried face.

“Your Majesty, why don’t we slow down a bit?”

“When the sun goes down, catching the saber tiger becomes more difficult. Speed up.”

“Your Majesty, then how about taking Lady Priscilla to the barracks?”

“You talk a lot. Hurry up.”

Priscilla was annoyed to see Michael holding her to the end.

‘Just let me go. Why would you drag me around?’

Really, she didn’t understand.

Priscilla held on tightly to Michael’s waist to prevent herself from falling.

Michael rode his horse fast and headed for his destination.

“We’ve arrived. That’s his nest.”

Michael pointed his finger in the direction, and Priscilla’s gaze went there.

Glaring white fur, black stripes, and long teeth sticking out that were very threatening.

At that moment, the saber tiger saw Michael and raised herself up.

Kyaaang. 

The saber tiger, who was ready to attack, ran fast and flew toward Michael.

Then it swung its front foot wide.

Surprised, Priscilla buried her face behind Michael’s back. Because it was so scary.

‘You crazy bastard Emperor.’

Priscilla closed her eyes tightly, swearing inwardly at Michael.

A wet thing splashed on her head with a creak.

When she opened her eyes slightly, she saw that Michael had cut off the saber tiger’s front foot.

The saber tiger, whose foot was cut off, limped and landed on the floor.

Michael ran, and the saber tiger limped toward Michael.

As the saber tiger opened its mouth and tried to tear Michael’s horse apart, an arrow from somewhere hit the saber tiger’s eye.

And Michael quickly decapitated the saber tiger with his sword.

Priscilla, who rode behind him, was on the verge of fainting.

Eventually. Her hands gave out, and Michael seized her deftly as she was about to fall, and jumped off the horse.

Priscilla looked at Michael with a blank face.

‘Crazy guy.’

All she could think of was that.

“Are you surprised by this?”

She had nothing to say.

‘This jerk.’

Then Robiche came running.

“Are you all right, Your Majesty?”

“Ah, I’m all right.”

‘You’re all right, but I’m not all right.’

“Oh, Lady Priscilla’s face has become very pale.”

“Really?”

Michael pointed to the saber tiger, which fell down with an inconsiderate expression.

“Leave it here. Deal with it.”

“Yes, I see. Your Majesty.”

Michael looked at Priscilla’s condition while Robiche was recovering the saber tiger with the knights.

“Get it together.” (Michael)

“Have I come to my senses now?” (Priscilla)

“Why are you so angry?” (Michael)

“Of course it’s…” (Priscilla)

Priscilla managed to contain her anger.

Even if you raise your voice here, you were the only one who lost.

“I can’t put strength in my legs. Can you help me up?” (Priscilla)

Let her hold out her hand with confidence. Michael grinned and lifted her up by the hand.

“You must be very surprised.”

“Of course I’m surprised. I never thought you’d do such a trick on a horse.”

“So you know it’s an honor.”

Honor is shit.’

She thought she was going to have a heart attack.

It was then.

“Your Majesty, one more appeared. It’s coming this way.”

“What?”

Michael hurriedly turned his head.

And it saw Priscilla.

“You stay here.”

“I intend to do so.”

Michael smirked and raised his sword.

“Giddyup.”

Michael quickly moved to Robiche’s side.

When he saw the Emperor, Robiche said urgently.

“It looks like we’re paired up.”

“I see.”

It finally showed up.

It was furious when it saw the dead body of the saber tiger.

Keuhhyeong

The one who roared loudly roamed around, attempting to cause death.

Michael holstered his sword and drew his bow and aimed.

It jumped high. Michael’s bow also went up.

Michael pulled the bowstring at it.

The arrow was pointed right at the bastard’s stomach.

But it cleverly twisted itself in the air to avoid the arrow and ran toward Priscilla.

“…!”

Michael quickly followed in its footsteps.

Priscilla never expected the saber tiger to target her, so she froze.

The saber tiger opened its mouth wide and bared its fangs at Priscilla.

‘Oh, am I going to die like this?’

The moment she felt she was dying.

Michael, who appeared with a loud clatter, wielded a sword and penetrated the saber tiger’s neck.

Right in front of her nose, the saber tiger spewed a fountain of blood.

Priscilla hardened like a stone statue in the blood.

Michael pulled his sword from the neck of the collapsing saber tiger and turned his head to look at Priscilla.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m not okay…”

No matter how tough she was, the stimulation this time was too strong.

Priscilla fainted.

It felt like someone hugged her, but that was it.

~~~~

A late evening.

Priscilla, who managed to come to her senses, raised her upper body. She looked around, she was inside.

“I’m back.”

“Are you okay?”

The lady-in-waiting looked at Priscilla with a worried face.

“I’m all right.”

“Have some of this. It’s tea made with upli leaves, and it’s the best after being surprised.”

Priscilla nodded and drank the tea given by the lady-in-waiting.

The warmth spread down her throat, so she thought she would live a little.

“But it’s a little noisy outside.”

There was a loud laugh and chatter outside.

“His Majesty has caught two saber tigers. Everyone is having a toast with him. Would you like to go out?”

“No. I want to wash up more than that, can you help me?”

“Of course. It is said that the hunting festival prepares women for washing. Would you like to go now?”

“Yes.”

Priscilla left the barracks with her lady-in-waiting.

When she left the barracks, she saw them huddled together, having a drinking party.

Michael was sitting in the center, drinking meat and alcohol, and talking to the nobles.

Priscilla pursed her lips at such a sight.

‘Crazy guy.’

Priscilla, who cursed inwardly, moved along with her lady-in-waiting.

And there was a person watching her from afar.