How to Escape from an Implacable Man

To Master Crest's genuine inquiry, I had no choice but to give up.

Poop, poop, tell him to whine about what's been happening since he was brought here.

I had a scratch because my wrist was tied.

That Master Crest and Mr. Carl told me he was following him and that the red-haired lady slapped him with a fan.

That I was told I was going to be handed over to a magician.

That I wrote a goodbye letter and pressed my blood sentence.

Being twisted up or slapped in the cheek when resisting.

The men the lady ordered me to "scratch things" ripped my clothes, my breasts and my buttocks...

"I said I'd protect you, but it suited my horrible eyes"

I remember the men wandering my body, holding me trembling softly as Master Crest handled the broken goods.

"No. I shouldn't. You did something to keep an eye on the sorcerer because I tried to get 'Marie' back. The lady pushed me because she wanted to tour the training."

Most importantly, my throat clogs in the hindsight of the use of coma magic formations on Master Crest.

"Marie. It's not your fault. I shouldn't have failed to protect you. If this is the case, you should have kept it beside me the whole time. If you can't get him to my room..."

I was a little.

Something you're saying is upgrading me from house arrest to incarceration!

"Chi, no. Dear Crest,"

Exactly that, my stomach is going to get hit with stress!

I mean, it's a similar flow to what I did before the kidnapping!

"Please, take a good look at me. It's not like when I was twelve. He's a magician in public, and he's already seventeen, isn't he? It's a means of self-defence, and you can make a living. I can help you with your magic tricks."

Master Crest was looking straight down at me whether he understood me properly or didn't.

"Just as you are willing to tell Master Crest that you want to protect me, so is there something you want to do for me. So..."

"If I give you freedom that way, you'll leave to see someone other than me, won't you?

Oh, no!

Somebody do something about this guy! It doesn't make sense!

"To Master Crest, besides me, there's a connection between Mr. Carl, Mr. Hurl, Mr. Amalia, and the Knights, right? Even for me, Mr. Miltil, Mr. Lilli and Mr. Gain took care of you in Deventio. I have connections like Waldstow's cafeteria ladies and regular people."

"That doesn't matter about me?

"No. There's all sorts of things in there that I like and dislike, that I want to be with, that I want to part with."

With his mouth diligently, for some reason his face blurred, and the appearance of his twin sister crossed the back of his brain.

"That's how people are chosen and chosen."

I couldn't get your father to choose.

"So Mr. Crest's idea of losing even that option in the first place is wrong."

Is that all you want me to say? Don't you think it would be more unfortunate to be forced? Do you think you can solve anything by force? I can admire where I want to fold up to.

No. It's not too good to overstate. People who don't know what to do if they go upside down.

"... then, Marie?

"What is it?"

"If you don't choose me, kill me."

……

Let's go, let's go!

"If you don't choose me, there's no point in my life. Because you're my only 'prayer'."

Yes, it's heavy. Give me a break.

On second thought, how intense is the assumption that only one human being dies because he's away from the side! This is the "feminine" one Lily used to say, who lived next door in Deventio. Okay, I get it!

"... Dear Crest. Can we put this story behind us because we seem to lack a bit of calm with each other?

For now, I decided to shelve the issue, not talk about doing it ahead of the kidnapping.

◇ ◆ ◇

Me and Master Crest were rescued by the Knights, led by Mr. Carl, who came with the dawn.

On the face of it, the knights, who received a report from a nearby villa administrator when suspicious noises were heard, rescued the victim who was in custody. No, I hear that bell really rang outside.

The servants (about two seriously wounded) who were in the villa were to be captured and questioned about the circumstances, and eventually developed into a major scandal: "A certain warrant lady, the owner of the villa, went mad about her love for the princess of ice and used medication to abduct and imprison her and compel her to have a relationship"... Apparently.

It was all later told to you by Mr. Carl that there was no proof behind it that he was guilty of lizard tail-cutting, although the presence of a nobleman named Sir Pier and only a powerful association magician was hidden behind him?

Despite the close proximity of the whole night, Master Crest went out to work as usual, while I should have been in a familiar bedroom after a single allowance.

I should have, what is it?

Why would I open my eyes and have a beautifully shaped sleeping face in front of me?

And then here, it's like it's not my room. Come on?

(Mostly, I can imagine what happened...)

Dear Crest, go home.

I don't have a reception, so I went to my room to see how things were going.

I ate alone because I was asleep.

Even when it is time for Master Crest to try to sleep, he is in a blast.

Take it home to your room and hold the pillow Now here it is!

(On the contrary, it might be strange to say that I can't think of any other reason)

As always, I don't understand the thought circuits, but I can read the behavioral patterns.

Finally, it's impossible to get out of here. Exactly. There's no chance I can escape without the magic team in the coma "Kosushi".

Still, I moved my hands gently to keep them awake, searching for a necklace on my chest. Touch the top of a perfectly tamed diamond and focus your consciousness.

I feel the magic circulating through my body without delay. I almost burst into tears for the first time in a long time of emancipation. Gather the magic at your fingertips and pour it into the diamonds. You take more cumbersome steps than using blood and other body fluids, and it takes longer to transfer, but you can save magic. If you are so tired that you cannot concentrate, you will surely be able to escape to the sea of sleep again -

"Marizia"

"Hih?

Suddenly, my body jumped at the sweet voice that had broken into my ear. Concentration was also interrupted.

"You were still awake, Marie"

If I opened my fearful eyes, some cold eyed ice princess Sama was staring at me.

"Shh, excuse me. I was hoping not to wake Master Crest."

His hand gently stroked my cheek.

"Does it hurt anymore?"

"Yes, I pulled the swelling." Thank you for your concern. "

Since worshipping this beauty at close range was bad for the heart, I wanted to ask him if he could leave, and he said, "Here." His eyes narrowed and his mouth edge lifted slightly.

(That, you mean 'laughed'?

I saw something unusual.

"Tomorrow I'll vacate my mansion at work. You wait in this room."

I doubted my ears.

What the hell is that? How about smiling and relaxing people and dropping bombs?

I mean, is that just a declaration of incarceration?

"Uh, in this room, is it?

Of course.

It was answered instantly.

"Well, I have my own room."

"No. Also, it is forbidden to engage in witchcraft, including embroidery Shiru."

"Well, then, I, what can I do during the daytime -"

"Attach Amalia. Young women will be able to kill time with just conversation. And there's no restrictions on reading."

That means putting Mr. Amalia on surveillance, right?

You're totally willing to imprison me!

"Um..."

"I don't want to think like that again"

My objections were held back by the monologue of the seemingly painful Crest.

"From before me, don't disappear. Marizia."

Master Crest, who shrugged, hugged me hard.

◇ ◆ ◇

"I am truly sorry, Master Marizia"

"No, you can apologize... Amalia's not so bad."

"Neither I nor Hal had the power to persuade Master Crest."

Amalia even apologized to me right in front of me sitting on the couch for the both of us.

"Is Mr. Amalia's job okay?

"In the morning, I have given a single instruction, so as long as there is no trouble, there is no problem"

I'm really going to pretend to be impotent, my husband here. Even Amalia is in a position to bind some maids. What are you thinking about making that my watchdog?

"Well, surveillance… no, does it have to be Mr. Amalia that's following me?

"I am the one who has been dealing with Marizia the longest, so I think that Crest also took Marizia into consideration..."

Oh, I knew Mr. Amalia was in trouble, too.

Well, I don't know what to do.

"Mr. Amalia."

"Yes."

"What's the prohibition, other than leaving this room?

"The first priority is to give you all the blades, including needles. Other than that, we have also removed all pens and other objects to write from this room. If you are going to read, please indicate the book you would like to read and it will take the form of a study."

"... Wow"

"I'm so sorry"

If I accidentally moaned "Uume," Amalia apologized again.

Well, what's the matter?

(Exactly, is there a way out that I can paint the sorcery team anymore)

I exhaled heavily.

"Mr. Amalia. I, basically, decide to spend the morning asleep. Reading after lunch. I think you'll just want to chat at tea time, so hang out with Amalia or someone else who's a good chatter. - Until Master Crest can change his opinion, I'm going to spend it in this way, so can you schedule it, or shift it?

Amalia's eyes opened wide to my suggestion. But I guess I got right back on my feet, dropped my gaze, and got organized inside me. I got a reply saying, "I get it".

"And can you bring a jewelry box from my room?

Then, Amalia's face becomes cloudy.

"Um, is it a diamond?"

"Yes."

"If you don't mind, may I ask why?

Oh, they think I'm gonna run away with it again? Well, that's right. Yeah.

"I've heard that gems have the effect of calming and quieting people's hearts. Honestly, my heart is going wild with anger towards Master Crest right now. But I can't hit anyone else eight times, and I was wondering if it would be nice to get some rest."

Amalia stared at me with an awfully painful look on her face. He convinced me that it was just for a reason, but he told me to make herbal blend tea for today. He really worried me.

I fall asleep on the couch when I take the diamond earrings out of the jewelry box brought to me by another young maid called by Amalia. I also thought I might be pissed off if I didn't, but Amalia prepared a cushion and blanket to make it easier for me to sleep.

"Good night."

I closed my eyes when I told Amalia, who was holding back near the door.

What we do is with last night.

Pour magic into the diamond in your hand. If you lose focus, you'll fall into the abyss of sleep.

In the first place, Master Crest misunderstands the sorcerer.

Even if you don't have something to write down the sorcery team, you can think of new sorcery configurations in your head.

I simply can't do trial and error.

Conscious of the magical currents, I began to wonder what I would make of the magically sealed silver rings that were put on my arms until the other day if I were you.

I've only ever constituted a magic team directly connected to my life, so I'm sure it'll be a hassle. But it's okay. Time is enough to rot...

If I didn't think so, I couldn't have done it very well.