DOOMED TO BE CANNON FODDER -1

CHAPTER - 4

The Lord’s Escaped Consort had quite a few supporting male characters, simply because the female lead’s escape attempts had her meeting all sorts of men on the road.

The only one she didn’t meet during her travels was the primary supporting character, the epitome of soulfulness, Kim Taehyung.

His personality was much like his name: a bright and noble moon. Unfortunately, he’d ended up utterly alone in the end.

Born to high status as the first son of Grand Scholar Kim, he was also the eldest princess's only son. In the fifty-third year of the sexagenary cycle, he’d obtained the rank of Number One Scholar.

As a result, everyone hailed him Sir Taehyung. Sir Taehyung was the only man whose status was on par with the male lead. Sadly, he never brought a beautiful home.

Lisa’s thoughts trailed off at the sight of him. This man had threatened her once he’d discovered she was antagonizing the female lead! Of course, that hadn’t happened yet.

Their only relationship right now was her staring at him in a daze while her brain wandered all over the place. 

“I’m sorry, cough...I was thinking about something.” How awkward! When would she bring her mind under control? What if he mistook her for yet another silly, lovestruck girl? 

Kim aehyung didn’t mind. On the contrary, he found her reaction perfectly normal. But Bai Lisa wasn’t exactly interested in a secondary character right now. It was more important to find out who was crying for help.

It was then that she noticed a piece of cloth behind the supporting male’s shoes. A strange, black spiky object was sticking out from it.

Her heart raced as she lightly pushed him aside. “Excuse me, make way.” Did I see it wrongly? Could this be…

Taehyung was expecting this young maiden to be bashful but was shoved aside to his great surprise.

The next thing he knew, she was squatting on the ground, reverent and cautious as she stared at a pile of rags. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

Since when was he less important than a heap of discarded cloth? He wanted to leave, but this girl’s strange antics had a magnetic pull, drawing him in.

He didn’t know why, but he wanted to stay and see what she was doing. Sure enough, she carefully picked up the rag then cried out in pleasant surprise. “Found it! I didn’t expect to actually find it.” She reached out to grab the object that lay underneath, then leapt up with a cry.

Taehyung couldn’t help the frown that creased his forehead. It was clear that the object had thorns, but she had tried to pick it up anyway. This girl is too careless. See how her hand’s been pricked... hmm? She seemed startled as well as she stared unmoving at the blood trickling out of her hand.

She made no move to treat herself. “Miss, is your hand seriously injured?”

He was only being helpful, but it frightened the girl into backing up a few steps. She possessed none of her earlier joy and shook her head distractedly. “I’m fine.”

“That thing is full of painful spikes, you might as well leave it,” he warned as he saw her reach for it again.
This time, the girl picked up the rags along with the item.

Though she was still in a poor mood, she thanked him and raised the bundle of tattered rags. “Who does this item belong to? I want to buy it.”

Kim Taehyung wanted to laugh. It was obvious that this was trash, but this girl was being so honest.