I Am The Commander Of The Second Male Lead's Knights

Chapter 69       

There was something amiss in here.

When she signed a contract with the spirits, something like a channel connected with them was opened, and she felt like noises were coming from that channel at the moment.

Or should she say that she’s receiving unwanted frequencies?

At that time, the mouse fell off the soldier and clung to the knight.

“Are we just going to let things continue like this?”

Jean’s voice was harsh.

Adrian replied.

“We are unarmed. The jurisdiction here belongs to the Imperial Knights. Can you fight bellacs with your bare hands?”

“That’s······.”

Jean was speechless and clenched his teeth. Nina said,

“Jean, it’ll be okay if you are not bare-handed, right?”

“What?”

“Wouldn’t a fallen soldier lend you a sword?”

Nina’s words brightened Jean’s face. As he ran out, Charlotte and Kell looked at Nina.

“Take care of it.”

When Nina’s order was given, the two quickly followed Jean as well. Adrian spoke in a low, slow voice.

“What I said wasn’t a permission.”

“Our knights, who didn’t understand the situation, went out in a huff. I’m sorry for our insensitive knights, sir.”

At her words, Adrian looked back at Nina. She tilted her head at the stare, and Adrian unconsciously smiled.

It’s as if she was staring straight into his heart. She took care of things without needing a word to say, and she made everything work out. As if she innately knows what his heart was really trying to say.

Those who govern people hate those who could see through their hearts, and those who knew what’s inside of those in power could only end up being killed.

But for Adrian, Nina was always an exception.

Even though they didn’t try to understand each other’s intentions, he was very happy in this relationship where they knew how to wordlessly move together as if it’s the most natural thing.

“What’s wrong, Your Grace?”

When Nina asked, Adrian turned his eyes and said.

“Don’t you know?”

“But I still want to hear it.”

Nina said and smiled as she looked at Charlotte and Kell.

“I’m sure bellacs don’t listen to reasons.”

The swords borrowed from the soldiers were all regular steel, as the high-grade steel of Lency could not be provided to ordinary soldiers.

When they used a regular iron sword while using a skill set created for a Sage Steel sword, a moment of embarrassment surfaced on the Dark Knight’s faces.

But the blood, sweat, and tears of their training didn’t just go to waste. Just as they had rolled around in various ways in the training hall, they adapted quickly and annihilated the mice one by one.

‘No matter what level of bellac there may be, if they get pushed back even just a little bit, they must expect that they’re going to be scolded by me.’

Nina looked satisfied.

As the Lily Knights came to their senses and joined, the situation was settled in a blink of an eye.

When Charlotte came back quickly, Nina almost reached out to pat her head. But she can’t do it in front of everyone, no.

Instead, she patted her shoulder to appreciate her good work.

Adrian said.

“Leave the cleaning up to the Lily knights, let’s go back.”

They would definitely be bothered if they were caught up there, so the group quickly left the Green Hall, presumingly returning the swords while putting them roughly to the floor.

The entrance was still filled with confused people screaming that bellacs had come out, but a road instantly opened when Jean broke through them.

Without the use of a servant, the knights moved directly to bring the wagons and unicorns, and the Duke of Luverne and his companions escaped the imperial castle faster than anyone else.

‘Still, I’m glad they didn’t come here to attack me.’

She wondered what would happen if the bellacs jumped at her, but fortunately, it was the guards who were attacked.

‘They only attacked the security soldiers. I wonder, is it really possible to control the bellacs?’

Was there such a content in the book, Nina pondered.

It was only mentioned that the cult either made a gap in the barrier and called in the bellacs or released a trapped one. However, she’s never heard of them controlling bellacs.

‘But they seemed to be being controlled no matter how hard I looked at it. What the hell is that strange behavior?’

And why did they attack the guards?

Nina wondered what was not in the original story. But soon accepted things.

This is reality.

How many realities has Nina changed? It was just greed to hope that everything would flow the same way.

‘But first, I hope we can get back safely today. I also have a duel tomorrow.’

Somehow, Nina still found the situation fun and held back her laughter.

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“What? The Green Hall is being attacked? Why are bellacs coming out of there?”

Prince Faradiv shouted unknowingly.

At first glance, he looked like an exhausted salesman, with unique light blue hair and eyes, the trademark of the Ebensel’s Royal family.

“It wasn’t figured out in detail yet.”

Naff, who is the closest confidant of the prince and his youngest brother, bowed his head.

“Still haven’t figured it out? Come on. Was it handled by the Lilies? What kind of bellac? What’s the grade? Any casualties?”

“Some soldiers have been injured, but it’s not that bad. There were no casualties from the bellac attack among the nobles, but there are several injuries caused by pushing and falling among themselves.”

“And?”

“The bellacs’ grade was determined to be C. It was a rat-shaped bellac, 17 in total. There were Lily Knights at the scene, but witnesses say that the Dark Knights were the ones who quickly overpowered the bellacs.”

“The Dark Knights? Why are they even here?”

“The Duke of Luverne joined tonight’s Green Hall ball.”

“Damn it!”

Prince Faradiv took off his jacket with his own hands and threw it on the floor.

“While I was trying to butter up to the Fat Count, this happened? Why did the Duke of Luverne suddenly decide to attend the Green Hall Ball? Don’t tell me Vialentel was there.”

“The Duke of Luverne has just arrived in the capital today, so nobody expected that he would attend the ball on the same day······. I apologize, Your Highness. Also, Princess Vialentel was said to have gone to Count Clancy today.”

“That’s a relief.”

Faradiv flopped down on the sofa with his sharp eyes and swept his hair up with both hands.

“Business attire is so frustrating.”

He roughly pulled the cravat around his neck. It was easy to untie, compared to an hour of smoothing just to create a beautiful cravat.

“What does His Highness mean by business attire?”

“It’s like a merchant selling fountain pens, except that I’m selling myself.”

Spouting self-deprecating things, he talked like he was a public salesman without a track record.

“I don’t think the Fat Count will ever come over.”

“Perhaps it’s because you’re calling him like that from behind.”

Faradiv spoke with a trembling face at Naff’s point of view.

“He calls me promiscuous, too. Compared to that, being called fat is still a lot better.”

It’s so ridiculous knowing he calls him ‘Your Highness, the Prince’ when he is in front of him while calling him a prodigal bastard who loves alcohol and women when he’s not around.

Of course, it’s also funny how he says, “Haha, Count,” on the outside and says Fat Count on the back.

“Duke of Luverne······. I want to meet him······. Should I go see him······. Does he want to meet me? What kind of person is he?”

“It was said that he was the exact opposite of the rumors. Though it hasn’t been that long since he received his title, he seemed to be exemplary, polite, decent, and worthy of note······. Anyway, it seems that he’s greatly received favorable impressions from the public since he arrived at the capital.”

“He seems like a debutant who has emerged just to be the flower of the social world.”

Naff continued, ignoring Faradiv’s words.

“And there’s other news related to him.”

“What is it?”

“It is said that Viscountess Nina La Dell, the Commander of the Dark Knights, declared that she was the best sword in the empire. And that if someone wants to disprove her words, all they have to do is offer a duel.”