A young man wearing baggy clothes and a hood appeared out of nowhere.
He easily pulled my wrist away from Howard.
"Arghgh!
Ahhh!"
He even managed to twist Howard's arm.
It was a very simple move.
However, Howard couldn't move.
"Who are you?
Why do you interfere in other people's affairs?"
Howard shouted.
“This is between the two of us...
Ah!”
Naturally, when the young man used more force, he fell.
“Who am I?”
I checked the young man's face.
I opened my eyes wide in surprise.
“This woman is my boss.”
As the young man spoke coldly, I couldn't say anything.
“Are you crazy?”
I was so confused that I panicked.
“It's normal for me to take care of my boss.”
The young man was the foreign trainee who had recently quit his job after one day.
It was a face I never imagined I would see here.
I was really amazed.
'Why on earth is this apprentice here?'
‘Did the apprentice also come to watch the trial?’ Is this an interesting sight for foreigners as well?
“Get out of here now.”
The apprentice released his fist in a low warning.
Howard got angry, but he couldn't say anything and just walked away.
Without even thinking about his retreating form, I stared in shock at the apprentice.
Cadet Kebun Altis was covered in black from head to toe.
Unlike what I had seen before, he was not wearing glasses.
"Are you well?"
His black eyes met mine in the awkward atmosphere.
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Kiaros had a slight feeling of remorse as he looked into Namiya's confused eyes.
'Was there a need to go that far?'
He was just trying to go to the bathroom.
Then he saw Namiya being held by the wrist by a middle-aged man.
'She seems to be in a difficult situation...'
Of course, Namiya was just an ordinary, low-level civil servant at this point.
The private life of a low-ranking government employee was something that could be overlooked.
'But she's my savior.'
But as the Crown Prince, even though she was his savior, there was no need for him to personally step forward.
If he was worried, all he had to do was send a knight.
'But she will probably be the woman I marry.'
Obviously, it wasn't certain yet.
However, if it bothered him, he could only send a high-ranking knight.
'But it's suspicious.'
In the end, Chiaros decided to come forward himself.
There was definitely something between her and Fron.
He shouldn't treat her like an ordinary rescuer.
'I need to monitor it myself.
'This is a rational decision'
However, he was unable to gold while in the position of crown prince.
If he did that, it would attract everyone's attention and unnecessary rumors would spread.
After some contemplation, he changed his appearance in the bathroom.
Soon a young man with black hair and black eyes appeared in the mirror – a completely different appearance.
He looked like Kebun Altice, who was an apprentice in the Pass Management Department.
'It would be nice if I could transform into a completely different form, but I can only change into this form…'
Or not?
Perhaps it would be easier to intervene since Kibun knew Namia.
There was a large cloak hanging in the bathroom for the workers to use.
He put the cloak around himself to hide his clothes.
He immediately took Namiya from the old man.
“Ah… Mr.
Kebun Altice.”
After Howard ran away, Namia quickly backed away, shocked.
“I thought you were back home, but how did you get here...”
“I didn't come back.”
Since he had always been in the empire, he reflexively answered the question of “how” he came to be.
But Namiah's brow was slightly furrowed.
She muttered, tilting her head.
“Your pronunciation is good... but you are not fluent in the Imperial language.”
“I speak fluently.”
“Ah… you think so.”
“Yes.
I think so.”
“Ah…”
Chiaros always communicated clearly with his subordinates.
But he never had a friend with whom he could talk comfortably.
Naturally, he didn't know how to address his boss properly either.
“Hmm.”
However, Namiya looked very confused.
She didn't even say thank you.
Naturally, he wasn't expecting to hear thanks.
However, he believes that appropriate gratitude should be expressed.
“Is there anything else you want to say?”
“Oh yes?”
Namiya, who was confused for a moment, rolled her eyes and said:
“Mm, there.”
“Yes, tell me.”
Kiaros answered kindly, and Namiya said slowly:
“We don't usually say, 'This woman is my boss.'”
“...what?”
“We usually say: This is my boss.
I didn’t realize you didn’t speak the Imperial language.
I think I misunderstood your accent last time.”
“Really?
The person who exhibits behaviors that can easily lead to misunderstanding is you.”
Kiaros frowned and refuted without realizing it.
Namiya asked, tilting her head.
“What is the misunderstanding?”
“Uh, um…uh.”
He couldn't exactly say: “You really wanted to be nice to me.”
This is what Namia said when she was alone with Kiaros.
In the end, he stuttered and couldn't say anything.
Then Namiya nodded as if she understood.
“It's okay.
This is great.”
Well, what's great?
She added shyly while Kiaros was confused.
“Anyway, thank you very much.”
Namiya continued, scratching her cheek.
“This man, um, is the man my family forced me to marry for money...and as you can see, I did not agree to that.”
"Marriage?
With this man?"
Kiaros asked in surprise.
It wasn't that he couldn't understand what she said.
It was just a reflexive reaction to the word “marriage.”
As he was seriously thinking about marrying Namya until now.
“I'm sorry.
This must be difficult for you to understand.”
Namiya widened her eyes and explained slowly.
“I'll just tell you the result.
It means that no matter how much money he has, I will never marry an old man like this.”
“Yes.
But what are you going to do with this guy?
From the looks of him, he doesn’t seem like he will give up easily.”
“I will take care of that.
You don't have to worry about this matter Mr.
Kibun.
Thank you.”
Namiya's answer was polite, but he felt somewhat insulted.
'You're still thin..
It seems like these so-called family men aren't helping you at all.'
Although he planned to handle matters behind the scenes, her lack of energy was frustrating.
Kiaros said, frowning in frustration.
“I know you appreciate that.
But how on earth do you live?”
“Um, Mr.
Kibun.”
Namiya rolled her pupils and explained calmly again.
“In the context of this conversation, 'thank you' means 'I'm done talking'
“Huh?”
“Kibune, I think you just need to know that I'm not getting married.”
“You're not getting married...”
Kiaros cleared his throat for a moment at that point.
Then, after catching his breath, he continued to ask.
“Ah, ahem.
Do you hate marriage or do you hate marrying that old man?”
“This doesn't really fit the context of the conversation, but...it doesn't mean I don't like marriage itself.”
"Okay.
Well then...”
Kiaros hesitated a little, then took a deep breath.
He was just asking.
This was just asking since he brought up the topic of marriage.
He never asked because he was curious.
“So is it okay to marry His Highness the Crown Prince?”
"…What?
Suddenly… huh?”
Namiya frowned and looked somewhat puzzled.
Kiaros quickly added.
“In my country of origin, such conversations are common, it is like asking how you are doing.
Questions like: “What if I marry the Crown Prince?” It is offered as a normal greeting.”
“Oh yes...”
“So just answer honestly.”
“Oh yes...”
It's great that she understood!
“Ah, yes.” It wasn't welcome before, but it is now.
Namiya tilted her head and mumbled uncertainly.
“Well, if you say, Your Highness the Crown Prince...”
“What about His Highness the Crown Prince?”
Kiaros involuntarily swallowed his dry saliva.
Namiya added slowly.
“If I could marry His Highness in my current situation, I think I would…”