Chapter 407 – My Name Is Leica (3)
In the evening, the door to the office was opened. Rosalind Barba, who was looking through the papers, frowned at the late visitor. He didn’t like to have anyone come in when he was working. However, he decided to put off reprimanding after seeing the knight’s tightly closed lips and serious expression.
“What is going on?”
The knight opened his mouth to Marquis Barba’s question.
“I don’t mean to argue with the Marquis’ decision, but I think it’s right to return the beastman in charge this time to Peta’s territory as soon as possible.”
“Why?”
“Recently, public opinion among the nobles is unusual, and if Marquis Barba takes that prisoner to a wedding hall, it will attract a lot of attention. This is just my opinion, but it doesn’t have to be a wedding hall to meet the prisoner named Mila, right? I think it would be better to explain the situation to Soo-in one more time tomorrow morning, and find a different place to meet each other simply.”
“Not bad.”
Marquis Barba, who was listening intently, nodded his head. True to his word, he didn’t need to take the crowd to the wedding hall to attract attention.
“The story of a prisoner entering the Rosalyn family has not spread yet. So, wouldn’t it be better to get rid of it quickly?”
“Then, when would be a good time?”
“I will contact you right away, even tomorrow. Because the sooner the better. Go to a place where there are no people…”
And they met eyes with Leica.
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“Where are you!”
“No harm! We are not slave traders!”
Laika saw her soldiers searching for her in the dark. Her soldiers, who had blocked every corner of her path, were uttering reassuring sounds as they searched for her. Laika hugged her own backpack and she gnashed her teeth. If she was fooled once, it’s the fault of the cheater, but if she’s fooled twice, it’s the fault of the cheater, she said. She ran like crazy avoiding people with a Leica.
Laika passed her mansion her and she ran for a while. If she ran into people, she would almost certainly attract attention, so she deliberately chose her back alleys and off-the-beaten path and started to run away. Here and there she saw soldiers walking around with torches. She couldn’t tell the difference between the patrolmen and the people of Marquis Barba, so when she saw them, she was busy running away.
Laika, who was out of her aristocratic house as she tangled through alleys and alleys, could hear the grumbling conversations of people burning her cigars in secluded places.
“Fuck, they said she was a beauty among prisoners, so what is that? Fucked. What should I say to the Grand Duke?”
“They said, ‘You’re so beautiful?’ With a fucking happy face, but I couldn’t think of what to say there. Hey What happened to that nobleman’s hair? I heard you met in the Eastern Plains, did you drink hallucinogens there?”
Men in heavy coats unsuitable for the weather were talking about beastmen. Laika pressed down on her foot her lightly so she would n’t be seen by them, and she began to crawl slowly. They smoked cigarettes and chatted, but when people with torches suddenly came to them, they smoked cigarettes as if they had committed a crime.
“What, what is it?”
They were the people of the Marquis of Barba. They looked around, sweating profusely. Everyone in the party was busy breathing, and the sturdy man in the center asked a question.
“Did you not see the prisoner who came this way? It’s Su-in, a dog with black and white hair…”
“Suin? What number We haven’t seen anything like that. What are you? Slavery? Don’t you know that hand-to-hand trafficking is illegal these days? What time is the current situation, plague… Get out before calling the knights!”
Seeing the fierce frown in his eyes his, the sturdy man standing in the center opened his mouth.
“No. We are not slave traders, we are the family of Rosaline Barba. There was a bit of a misunderstanding with the beastman, so he ran away, so I’m looking for it like this. If you happen to see it later , I would appreciate it if you could hand it over to our family. He is a very important person, so please be sure to ask.”
The man’s polite attitude softened the party. Laika moved her body a little closer to hear her story of her. With her odds and ends she was good to cover her little body her. The group in front nodded, but they still looked at each other with uneasy faces. Then he nodded again and said.
“Okay. Go show Because we have to go too.”
“Excuse me, but where are you going?”
“On the way to meet the wife of Lionel James by order of the Grand Duke of the North. Her nobleman named Hadog James spread rumors that his wife was her beauty her, and our Grand Duke asked the Nancy Foundation to bring her in her to use as a publicity model for her, but this one .. …”
The man clicked his tongue and grumbled. The word James sounded distinctly in Laika’s ears her. Is this carriage going to James? Then, can I meet Mila if I hit this carriage? Laika carefully clung to the wheel of her carriage. She cautiously climbed inside her wagon through her window, then squeezed her body into the loading dock.
Warm air gently spread in the cozy space. Air leaked in through a small skylight. Through the light of the torches, I could see the faces of the people talking across the luggage compartment.
“Yeah, you suffer too. I don’t know what the hell we’ll hear when we go back now. Oh, let’s go back to Lionel’s mansion…”
Her man grumbled and went back to her carriage. The party also opened the carriage cabin door wide and entered and sat down. As she pushed her chair all the way back, Laika felt a soft cushion come crashing down on her. A cozy and narrow space, and a deep night. Laika blinked and struggled to stay awake. But I was too tired, and it was too warm in the wagon. Laika dozed off and she finally fell asleep.
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“There will be an inspection.”
“Here is your ID. Let’s skip the inspection and move on. It’s a wagon that came in this morning, so there’s something to hide.”
“Ah, yes. Just go It must be a busy road, but thank you for your hard work.”
“Yes, thank you.”
The wagon rattled. In her wagon, which rocked merrily, Laika was fast asleep with her backpack on her back her. The intermittent sounds of conversation and the strange smell of grass tickled her nose and ears, but the luggage compartment was so cozy that she Laika didn’t want to move.
Once again the carriage stopped. The carriage, which had turned slightly to her side of her, threw the scorching sun through the cracks in the skylight, bothering Laika. She rocked her body at the intense light and raised her head. A voice came from outside her.
“Ah, I’m really tired. What should I say to the Grand Duke? When I went there, the woman named Mila was not a beauty. You won’t believe me just by saying that. I’m getting a damn portrait.”
“Even Peta Lucius wouldn’t like that beastman? Hey. Do you have matches?”
There was a scratching sound, and then a man asked. Another man strode to the carriage bed and said.
“Wait. I put matches in the luggage compartment… Fuck mother!”
Before Leica could react, the luggage compartment door swung wide open. The man who was pushing her head to retrieve her match was started when he saw the sudden appearance of Laika and fell behind her. The man who was holding onto her cigarette and lighting it frowned at her, stared at the luggage compartment, and opened her eyes wide. Laika tried to get away quickly, but she curled up and her legs fell to the floor.
“Ouch!”
“Fuck, are you a prisoner?”
“Isn’t that him? The one that Marquis Rosaline Barba was looking for. Black hair, white hair.”
“Right. Number of dogs. But why is he coming out of our wagon?”
“Fuck, this is our kidnapper, isn’t it being caught? After the war in the East, the law was enacted, so if you kidnap a prisoner, you will go to jail unconditionally.”
In the meantime, Laika got up again and hurriedly tried to escape. But as soon as she raised her head, she couldn’t help but be taken aback by the scenery around her boy. For she was not the capital she had seen passing by the Rosalyn Barba mansion. This was a plain with wide grass. No matter how far we had come, the capital was hanging small at the end of the horizon.
“Oh, oh? Ah? Ah?”
Laika made a strange noise and sat back down on her floor. She couldn’t understand why she was here. Why are you here? Why not Lionel Mansion? Why did you come so far from the capital? While she panicked, her men started talking again.
“Hey, but he looks pretty, doesn’t he?”
“Wouldn’t it be better to take the kid rather than the lady who does something like the milliner? There you go, Suin lady. What’s her name her? What’s her name her? We are not bad people.”
“Oh, why, why not Lionel Mansion? I’m going to the Lionel Mansion. Mila. We must meet. Aunt Mila is getting married soon. I have to attend the wedding and meet Peta Lucius.”
The two faced each other again. This was because it seemed like the story would turn out surprisingly well. After barely calming the trembling Leica, the two began to explain.
They were the people who came to sign a model contract with Lionel Mansion under the order of the Grand Duke of the North. The Nancy Foundation was planning to use a beastman model to extort donations from protesters in the capital who insisted on the coexistence of beastmen and humans. However, because Mila, whom Lionel James boasted was so beautiful, was not in good condition, she gave up her contract and was on her way back.
“Aunt Mila is a good person! She doesn’t swear!”
Laika was furious when she heard that Mila was ugly. It was because, to her, Aunt Mila was like a warm, caring mother.
“Ah, yes. Yes. Miss. In any case, Mila didn’t meet the model standards we wanted. This is it. So, on my way back to the North… Just in time, I could see our prisoner lady right there.”
“You mean that? Is that why you kidnapped him?”
This time the man was furious.
“What about kidnapping… ! No, the young lady came in and said, “What kidnapping?” If you were checked at our gate, you went to jail! Know?”
“Cow, don’t scream. It’s scary.”
Again, Leica flinched. The two again began to explain their jobs to her and the parts of her that she would have helped. Listening to her story her, Laika’s ears gradually stood upright. Her firearm dwelled in her focusing eyes her.
