Chapter 22: Going to the Magician Council (1/2)

As Claire finished speaking, Jean’s facial expression instantly changed.

But it was only for an instant before Jean’s expression went back to normal.

“Last night his Royal Highness, the second prince, was attacked. Because the commander of the Tempest Warriors Regiment was present, the assassination failed. The commander heavily injured the assassin but also suffered serious injuries.” Jean said seriously, his eyes never leaving Claire’s face, trying to read it. But Claire’s expressionless face disappointed him.

“Should this have been a top secret?” Claire asked indifferently.

Jean didn’t say anything but only slightly nodded his head.

“Then why did you tell me?” The corner of Claire’s mouth lifted into a smirk. Even Gordan didn’t tell her. Firstly, because he didn’t want this matter of the second prince being attacked spreading, and secondly, because he didn’t want Claire to be involved. But, Jean had told her plainly just now, what did that mean?

“You’re not the Claire from before.” Jean’s low voice was certain.

“Humph.” Claire coldly laughed, and disdainfully lifted her head at Jean. “Jean Raymond, I am Claire Hill. The Claire Hill who was reborn1. And the person you vowed to guard forever.

“Yes.” Jean lowered his head, his left hand in a fist, heavily striking his chest once making the most formal warrior salutation. His eyes were free of confusion.

“Now tell me, what was your purpose for letting me know all this?” Although Claire already knew the answer, she still asked indifferently.

“I wanted to see Miss’s reaction.” Jean didn’t try to hide it.

“You and Grandfather both support the second prince. Although Grandfather hasn’t stated his official support, he sent you to secretly help the second prince. Besides being my warrior, what other jobs do you have?” Claire looked mockingly at Jean’s changing expression. Although the successor of the Royal family was supposed to be the crown prince, it seemed this wasn’t really the case.

“Miss, your insight and perception has already surpassed Duke Gordan’s.” Jean’s face and tone were unusually solemn and serious.

“I do not need your flattering.” Claire replied coldly, even though Jean’s words were definitely not for flattering.

There was a flash of awkwardness in Jean’s eyes. Of course he knew what Claire wanted to know, but now was not the time.

“Miss, I cannot tell my other job right now. I hope you understand that when it is necessary, I will definitely tell you everything. It’s just that right now isn’t the time.” Jean solemnly promised.

“Good. Then tell me when it’s time.” Claire didn’t linger on this question. She now knew for sure that Jean’s identity definitely wasn’t as simple as it seemed.

Jean felt incredibly complex as he looked at this young girl with clear eyes. This Miss was the one he pledged to guard for the rest of his life. She had given him surprises again and again. Inside her small body, it seemed like she had limitless power. She had incredible insight, mettle before death, grew at an incredible pace, and had a powerful background. He couldn’t even imagine what heights she would grow to. If she was their enemy… It was good she was no other than Duke Gordan’s precious granddaughter.

“What are you looking at? Prepare a carriage in the afternoon, I want to go to the best jewelry store. I’m going to first take my afternoon break now.” Claire’s ice cold voice brought Jean back to his senses.

Jean nodded lightly in response. He understood Claire wanted to make a ring out of the magic beast core and give it to her mother. Looking at Claire’s silhouette disappear at the door, Jean’s feelings were extremely complex. He regretted, yes, he deeply regretted. He regretted not stepping forward bravely that night to protect Claire, now losing her trust.

After closing the door, Claire lay on the bed and flipped over. Suddenly an annoying voice sounded in her head. “Don’t you think you’re too cold toward your guardian knight? I can feel that he is quite loyal towards you.”

“Then what do you think I should do, face him while smiling and say, my dear knight, don’t forget to prepare my horse carriage in the afternoon, I’m going out.” Claire answered in a ridiculing manner. Letting Jean stay by her side was already breaking her principle. One time disloyal, always useless. But in this world, she was still too insignificant.

Walter shivered. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like for this little devil to whine. Even if the waterfalls flowed backwards and the skies fell down, this little devil would still not pretend to be cute. If this little devil did whine to someone, then that person would suffer a hundred, a thousand times more than falling into a bottomless hell!

Walter quieted down. Even though he had no idea what happened between that knight and Claire, he could tell that Claire did not like that knight.

“Go to sleep. One more word and I’ll throw you into the pot for a hot bath.” Such a casual threat already made Walter get rid of all thoughts of talking.

In the afternoon, Claire and Jean left for the jewelry store in a carriage.

The store’s sign, simple but charming, illustrated the characteristic taste of this store. The antiquity of the sign showed that it had long been established.

Once the carriage stopped, people came out of the store to welcome them. Everyone in the capital knew what a carriage with a rose symbol meant.