Chapter 133 - If That Is What You Desire (2) (1/2)

“Even if you were late reporting it to me, why did you take this position?”

“It was the General’s command. “

“The Prince?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Kuhn stared at Elena with a monotone expression. Carlisle had told Kuhn to keep it a secret, and so he spoke his prepared words.

“You came close to danger at the Second Prince’s party. The General ordered me to guard you more closely.”

“But that’s in the past. And His Highness knows that I don’t need a guard this close—”

Elena paused. Kuhn didn’t know about her swordsmanship abilities, so he wouldn’t understand what she meant. She exhaled. Kuhn, sensing that something dissatisfied her, quickly continued.

“The General was also concerned about the safety of your family. I don’t believe it’s unreasonable to be prepared for any situation.”

Carlisle had ordered only Elena be rescued in an emergency, but Kuhn had to twist the truth in order to persuade her.

“My family?”

Elena thoughts mostly went to Mirabelle. Herself, Derek, and her father were all trained in the sword, but Mirabelle be in considerable danger if she was not protected. Elena didn’t think anyone would harm Mirabelle, but she suddenly felt her hairs prick on the back of her neck.

‘If anyone touches my sister…’

Just imagining it made her clench her teeth. After meditating on it for several minutes, she finally nodded.

“If Sir Kasha will keep Mirabelle safe, then I will not complain about your employment at Blaise mansion.”

“…I understand.”

Kuhn knew he was lying here. He didn’t mean to keep Mirabelle safe, and added a few extra words.

“It’s not just the Young Lady. I will also look after the safety of the family members.”

“No, please pay special attention to Mirabelle. She’s the most vulnerable one of the family.”

Kuhn was forced to nod at Elena’s insistence.

“…I will.”

It was an odd situation, that Carlisle cared about Elena, and Elena cared about Mirabelle.

“But you’ve met Mirabelle before, haven’t you?”

“When do you mean?”

Kuhn was surprised by Elena’s words. She must have found out what happened in the palace.

“You met Mirabelle when we traveled from the south towards the capital.”

Kuhn had once saved a sick Mirabelle. He disappeared in her sleep, but she had clutched tight to the memory of the man that looked like her teddy bear. It was then that Kuhn realized what event Elena was referring to.

“Ah, you mean then?”

“Is there anytime besides that?”