Killed by My Witch

Chapter 22: Self Conscious

Sheze and I were greeted by Sir Hertil who was Sheze's second in command. He was a bit of an elderly Knight with his grey hair, light blue eyes, fully grown mustache and slightly wrinkled face. He has been with Sheze since his birth. He taught Sheze how to hold a sword along with life lessons and etiquette. Sheze and I depend on Sir Hertil a lot for his life experience.

"It is good to see that you are healthy, Duchess," Sir Hertil said as he bowed towards us.

"Sir Hertil, I am glad to see that you are well," I said.

"Your words are too kind, Duchess," Sir Hertil said.

"We will go to my office right away," Sheze said as he grabbed my hand.

We soon arrived in an room surrounded by several shelves of books, stacks of paper, a messy desk, a coffee table, and a few couches for seating.

"What a messy place," I said.

"I will use one of my questions now. What happened from the time I was gone up to the moment I met up with you at the fort?" Sheze asked.

"Arlanta Radicals sent someone to kidnap me from our home several times. For everyone that stepped foot in our domain, no one left alive. As the numerous attempts increased, I had taken control of the men you left behind and organized them to counter the radicals. We successfully captured one of their Wizards alive for one of those battles. Unfortunately, I got caught in a trap and was forced into a transportation spell that flung me to the leader of the Arlanta Radical's home who happens to be Marquis Landon Roswell. After which, I kicked him in his stomach and tied him up before robbing him of his valuables and setting fire to his home," I explained nonchalantly.

Sheze and Sir Hertil had dumbfounded expressions on their faces.

"The reason why there is an arrest warrant out for you is because you kicked a Marquis around and set fire to his castle," Sheze said with a befuddled expression.

"...It felt good," I said with a delightful tone.

"That's my girl...If you only crushed his balls, I would have rewarded you with a medal," Sheze said.

"Duke, you must not have abet the Duchess to destroy another man's livelihood," Sir Hertil said with great concern in his tone.

"Hertil is right...I have other people to do dirty work for you, but if you can prevent it, I would prefer you to use a weapon of choice to crush a man's balls," Sheze said with a loving gaze.

Ah, he must be jealous of me crushing another man's stinky balls with my feet...

"Any preference to a weapon of choice?" I asked Sheze.

"My favorites are a steel crow bar or a metal pipe," Sheze said.

"I am not sure of whether you two are just playing with this old man," Sir Hertil said tiredly.

"My apologies for taking the joke a bit too far," I said to Sir Hertil.

"Do you mind me asking what the Marquis wants with the Duchess?" Sir Hertil asked.

"...Unpleasant reasons," I answered while avoiding Sheze's gaze.

"The Marquis is most likely going after Lilian as a way to get to me. If he is going out of his way to put out an arrest warrant for her, that means that Lilian remains as a person of interest. Therefore, she should remain by my side day and night," Sheze said.

What a shameless husband...Your dirty intentions are clear as day.

I was given a female uniform in my size later. The coat was similar to the male version, but was a lot more fitted and shorter at the top. It was a bit questionable seeing as though the pants were exchanged with a white pleated miniskirt and black thigh high socks. The bottoms seemed to fit my usual clothes from when I was still single. I only wore the style for motility and convenience of hiding things like secret holsters under my skirt.