Chapter 16 - Scent of Roses (2/2)

Nesha was nervous. As the main soldier who first made his mark on the battlefield, Nabel had no mercy in making mistakes. And the Nabel he knew did not kill for no reason, but once he was certain, he would push forward without hesitation.

The traitors from before had become a cruel example that made those with disrespectful hearts tremble. This meant that Nesha, who had violated his orders to not disturb him, could become an example too.

Nesha bowed his head nervously. “I’m sorry, but…”

Click. The door was opened. Nabel, who opened the door himself, narrowed his eyes. His dark blue orbs stared at Nesha. “Speak. Is it urgent?”

“I came to report that the bodies of the heretic interrogators were scattered in black powder. It was a strange event, so I had to report it.”

The truer the followers of the gods, the more their bodies are preserved until their funeral.  It was also called divine consideration for the wizards who followed their gods for the rest of their lives. Despite that fact, the bodies of the heresy interrogators had disappeared without a trace.

“Not if they’re fake.”

“That…” Nesha couldn’t even speak. The Lord’s face looked displeased to everyone. Nesha knew that he had the least mercy in his hands at times like this.

It was the Lord who had spent a long time on the battlefield. There was no way he didn’t know.

“Nabel.”

Then, a small voice was heard inside. Of course, it was Nesha’s first time to hear the voice.

Is she crazy? Nesha was astonished at the voice who mentioned the most precious name in the West. He wasn’t aware, but it was the wisest moment of his life that he didn’t take the idea out of his mouth.

“If you’re busy, you can go for a while.”

Nesha had a hunch. I might see her face for the first time on the walls tomorrow morning. No, this is still the East Coast, so I think she wouldn’t get caught to be on the wall.

“No, I don’t want to leave you alone.”

But Nesha’s prediction was visibly wrong. He opened his mouth unknowingly. It was not the cold voice of the Lord he knew. That soft voice was directed at the woman.

“You’re not going too far. I’ll wait.”

At last, with a soft sigh, Nabel nodded. And when Nesha saw it, he couldn’t believe what was happening right in front of him.

Who the hell was she?

Nabel was not a person who talked much to his inferiors. Because of this, the opinions of the knights interpreting Nabel’s words became different.

‘It should be a woman of high status in the East.’

‘She must be someone who was needed to maintain the relationship for the exchange between the East and West empires.’

Their ideas seemed to be all wrong. The knights had etched in their heads that they needed to treat her as important as the guests of their Imperial City.

No, absolutely not. Nesha realized an important fact. He should never go against that woman.