Chapter 173 - The Person We Chose (2) (1/2)

Kuhn had sent Carlisle a message requesting help to leave Blaise’s mansion, and an answer soon returned.

Kuggiseu—

Kuhn crumpled the letter in his hand.

[Prince Carlisle considers you to be on vacation, and orders you to stay with Lady Mirabelle until she returns to the south. – Zenard]

Kuhn and Zenard avoided seeing each other’s faces when they could. It was no different this time, but what was written on the letter still frustrated Kuhn.

‘…Vacation.’

Kuhn had never taken a break since he joined Carlisle, except when he was forced to rest for injuries. That was the way Kuhn wanted it. He did not know how to spend time without a mission, and he felt useless when he was sitting still.

‘General, why…?’

Until now, Carlisle knew Kuhn’s ethic and made it possible for him to return to work quickly. For him, a bloody battlefield was the only thing that made him feel alive.

Kuhn recalled something Carlisle had said to him after he escaped from the Empress’ palace.

— Force yourself to rest sometimes. Don’t overwork yourself to death.

At that time, Kuhn thought it was just a casual remark born out of worry. But was it true? This time Kuhn felt driven into an environment where he had to rest, whether he wanted to or not.

Kuhn looked around the empty bedroom, frowning. Batori had left for the Imperial Palace, and their once shared quarters was now quieter.

This oppressive silence…Kuhn hated it. If he didn’t get a chance to move his body, he was a good as dead.

‘What the hell is one supposed to do in a place like this?’

He could disappear like a shadow from Blaise mansion, but now he was bound by his promise with Elena and orders from Carlisle.

A headache pulsed in Kuhn’s head, and he grabbed his forehead with one hand.

— You useless bastard! Go and die!

Somehow, old memories floated to the surface on his mind. Though the event took place long ago, the voice sounded clear in his ears. His heart clenched.