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C135-139

Mikhail glistened like a madman, looking for a place where Jubelian might be.

'Where the hell did she go?'

Mikhail, who was overwhelmed with anxiety, gritted his teeth.

'Surely it was strange.'

Mikhail recalled the Duke of Floyen whom he had just seen.

Eyes out of focus, and voice out of focus. It was quite different from the usual Duke of Floyen.

'Was the emperor's confidence derived from his ability to manipulate the Duke of Floyen?'

Now, if he use the Emperor well, you will be able to clean up the Duke of Floten. Mikhail was worried, though he deserved to be happy.

'Somehow I'm nervous.'

The condition of Duke of Floyen is strange, and the safety of Jubelian cannot be guaranteed.

'Yes, for some reason, I think the Emperor would be up to something else without my knowledge.'

Jubelian may be injured for this reason only to stimulate the Crown Prince. That thought alone made Mikhail feel angry.

'You're trying to use mine as bait. I can never tolerate it.'

At that time, something came in after being thin in Mikhail's sight. At the look of the woman who was so wandering, he lifted the tail of his mouth.

'Yes, she's safe with me!'

Mikhail in raptures called her name.

''Jubelian!'' As soon as she turned her head, their eyes met. At that moment.

"Sir Mikhail?" A grimly frowned face, a scorn in a gemlike eye, and a voice that sounded annoying pierced the depths of Mikhail's lungs. But he soon regained consciousness and spoke of business.

"I have something to say, can you give me a moment?" Before long she replied with a sigh.

"I'm sorry, but I'm busy."

"I just need a minute..."

"Sir Mikhail, I really don't have time to deal with you." Was she feeling like this before? Mikhail's stubborn remarks that seemed not to allow it for a moment were overwhelming. But it was only a moment. That's why he was getting angry.

'I ran for you like this. Why are you pouring me like this?'

Soon, Mikhail's eyes became big.

'Yes, he doesn't listen, so I have to force him.'

It was when Mikhail, who had made up his mind, was trying to grab Jubelian's wrist. Mikhail quickly retreated from his cool life flying toward his neck.

"Ah, you're good at avoiding it." Mikhail's eyes were fierce when he confirmed the opponent who took the lead.

"What dare you do with this?" It seems that ge heard the Crown Prince's guard knight, whose name is Victor.

'And did you say you were a mercenary?'

Mikhail expected that he would admit his mistake and bow to himself. Although they may have the same formal status, they were not born the same, so the imperial knights had a clear hierarchy. But...

"Are you on guard duty?" Mikhail felt angry at Victor's jockeying.

'How dare you lowlife!'

When Mikhail pulled out the sword, someone responded to Victor.

"That's right. Sir Victor is on my escort mission at the order of my brother." The princess, who had spoken, glared at him. "But, wasn't Sir participating in a hunting contest? I wonder if he will get the lowest grade among the participants who try to relax like this."