Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Don’t come to the imperial ball (3)
“If you can’t allow me to enter, please tell me where Sir Dylan Lennox is right now! I need to confirm that he is safe!” Francis asked about Dylan’s whereabouts recklessly. But the knight before her answered in a businesslike manner.
“It is an emergency situation now. I can’t give you the location of that knight thoughtlessly. As there is no imperial knight among the wounded, please go back with peace of mind.”
Wendy stood up quietly. There was clearly tension in Wendy’s face as she was wary of Francis.
It looked like she would pass by the knights and come right into the place where the injured were being treated.
Right at the moment, Wedny saw three members of the royal medical service, all dressed in dark blue clothes, coming toward the place in a hurry. While Sir Gerrard rushed to meet them, Wendy carefully stepped out of the collapsed building.
When she hurried to the other side of the scene, several people were pacing up and down outside the building. One of them recognized Wendy and asked aloud. It was a horror-struck voice.
“You’re Sir Schroder’s partner, right? Do you know what the explosion was about a while ago? Where is Captain Schroder?”
Just like rumors spread fast, his questions attracted the attention of those around him.
Wendy moved her lips as if embarrassed, and ran quickly, saying she knew nothing.
She heard him calling her urgently, but she didn’t look back.
Wendy ran away from them to a lonely road. When left alone, she was scared suddenly, but she felt more secure than being in the crowds. She felt more relieved by trying to comfort herself with such thought.
While wandering on the road for a while, she concluded that it was best to return to the place where her carriage was stationed.
Then she heard some men whispering among themselves at a distance. She hid behind the tree, thinking that she might look suspicious if she was seen hanging around near the explosion scene.
A little later two men appeared. As they walked around the place she was standing, their voices were heard more clearly. She could see only one of them from her place. She just wished they would pass by quickly.
“Don’t make any fuss. I can’t talk with you long here.”
The man that came into her view paused for a moment and said again, “I’m so nervous, man. What did Duke Engre say? I believe he has promised the safety of our family, right? ”
“Of course. He will never forget your loyal actions today. So, keep yourself low. Please refrain from asking for a meeting with Duke Engre for the time being. You shouldn’t repeat what you did today.”
“I did it because I was not so sure… let me refrain myself.”
As she heard an unfamiliar name, Wendy listened to their conversation more carefully. If that person was Engre, was he the man that Lard encountered a little while ago? She recalled the middle-aged man with a gentle impression when he got out of a carriage. Apparently Lard called him Duke Engre.
“…! ”
At the moment the man, who made the other man feel timid, turned his head back as if to look around carefully. She noticed his strong impression with sharp eyes even in the dark. She could immediately find out that he was the knight who was with Duke Engre.
Fortunately, the man continued to walk away without finding Wendy. It wasn’t until long after they disappeared that she got out from behind the tree comfortably. She felt their conversation was very suspicious. Who was the other man who talked to the knight? Maybe he was related to the explosion.
As she saw and heard so many shocking events so suddenly, she was full of all kinds of speculation in her head. Soon, she shook her head. She had no time to hang around. She couldn’t stay here any longer.
Wendy looked around as if she were measuring the distance. In the distance, she could see a lake shimmering in the moonlight through the trees. Unlike the scary image of the Imperial Palace, the calm water was slowly flowing in the lake. She went a little closer towards it.
She saw a building with a steeple not far away. It was the same building she saw at the explosion site. From the location of the building, she noticed that she was walking far above the scene of the accident. If she walked back without drawing people’s attention, she could go back to her carriage.
Wendy was just about to turn back when the birds swarming around the lake flew at once.
There were gentle waves on the water when the birds suddenly flew into the sky.
Boom, boom!
While staring at the irregular sparkles of the river, she froze at the roaring noise that hit her eardrum. A frightening explosion was heard everywhere.
The vibration came a bit late. A few seconds after the explosion, one of the spires of the building collapsed. Even in the darkness she saw the dense dust from the collapsed building.
Holding her breath, she stared at the traces of the destroyed steeple.
“…Oh, no!”
She repeated it unconsciously as if she was bewitched. Soon she started running along the lake like crazy. She didn’t know what she was afraid of. She just ran and ran.
She knew Lard headed to the prince’s palace, but she didn’t know where the palace was.
She had no conviction that the building with the broken spire was the prince’s palace. Her anxiety grew out of control and struck her like a roaring roar. She remembered that Lard had long looked at the spire before leaving her. She wished his gaze was meaningless.
When the collapsed building was now visible in her eyes, she was choked with emotions. Part of the building around the spire strangely collapsed. It was very similar to the explosion at the banquet hall.
“Ouch!”
Wendy fell flat on her face in the grass. Her shoe had broken and flew away. Raising her body without feeling even pain, she ripped the hem of her dress.
She divided the torn cloth into two pieces and wrapped one on each foot. Because of her trembling hand, the knot got entangled, which made her nervous.
Suddenly, she recalled the knot that Lard had shown her before. The images of Lard who taught her kindly how to untie the knot came to her mind and soon disappeared. She wished she had learned how to tie the knot, too. She felt something hot rising from her heart.
Standing up with her sore legs, she started running again, throwing away her shoes. She was approaching the palace quickly.
“Oh my god…”
Standing in front of the collapsed steeple, she turned her head in search of any person. Good or bad, there was no person around her. The broken and torn building looked bleak, mingled with bluish moonlight and dust.
“Is there anybody here?” She screamed as if trying to dispel the fear.
Although she was scared about meeting an unknown enemy, her sense of duty that she could save someone facing death there made her overcome fear and shout. But there was no reply to her screaming.
The building, which had a spire on each end and collapsed in the shape of T, looked relatively intact, except for one collapsed spire and its surroundings. She stepped toward the lower, unbroken part of the building. How far had she run? There was a loud noise of iron clashing. It was a sharp ringing sound enough to make her tremble.
She stopped running, out of breath, and looked straight ahead with her eyes wide open.
The light leaking from the wide open door shone on the floor. There were royal guards lying on the floor. They were lying on the cold floor outside the building unmoving, as if they had already died. She felt like her blood was freezing cold.
She stood there for a while because she couldn’t dare to confirm whether they were still alive or dead. Only when one of them coughed and had convulsions did she move. Dark red blood spread around the soldier.
“Don’t move,” she whispered. He bled a lot with his small movement. It was a deep sword cut from the chest to the belly. She needed Bahazman desperately, but she did not know what to do after the plant would grow here. But she also did not know if she could be free from the sense of guilt when she shunned the responsibility and turned away from him.
What kind of consequences would she face if she used the mysterious power offered by the fairy and got caught later? Not everyone would react like Lard. The most terrible misfortunes flashed through her mind, but she shook off such thoughts while shaking her head strongly.
Although she was scared, she firmly decided that she could pretend to be indifferent to this man who was on the threshold of death.
She gave strength to her index finger after touching the ground with her trembling hand.
As soon as she removed her hand, the green leaves of Bahazman began to grow.
In the blink of an eye, the Bahazman produced red fruit, shaking with leaves due to its quick spreading of branches.
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