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Countess Cianella’s Male Slave chapter 50

50. Return (2)

Siabelle is seriously injured… ?

It was hard to believe the news of Siabelle’s slander that came out of the servant’s mouth.

No, sword expert isn’t the nickname of the kids who fight with swords on the street.

Those who are even called the symbol of knights, fighting bravely while pulling out sword auras, are sword experts.

Moreover, in terms of Earth Hunters, it means that they are strong enough to be assigned high grades from mid-level B to A.

Certainly, with my own eyes, I saw Siabelle gently slicing through the arm of that unnecessarily thick orc.

‘At least I don’t have the skills to get hit anywhere.’

It is absurd to say that she was seriously injured simply because she could not properly deal with a cult member.

It’s obvious that something is hidden behind the scenes.

This is what I think.

What if it was Sione, who seems to have valued her family?

I secretly looked at Shione’s profile.

‘… Tsk.’

It had been a long time since Shione’s expression had gone cold.

Considering that the quest about the relationship between Shione and Siabelle was broken the other day.

It seems like we’re finally breaking that long silence and starting to become close again.

She heard the news that it had been a long time since we talked like before.

I felt sorry for her to somehow catch the corner of her mouth that was constantly trying to go down.

Flutter.

His expression cooled down and became completely static.

Shione’s hands were trembling little by little at the shocking news.

… It seems to have been hidden. Like this, she has to hide awkwardly so that everything can be seen.

I felt sorry for her and held her hand as it was trembling.

“Ray?”

“I wonder if it was rude.”

Shione looked down at her hand for a moment, then she held my hand weakly but firmly.

Apparently, that user, Shione, noticed that her hand was shaking.

She bowed her head slightly to me as if she did well.

As if she couldn’t let go of this moment, Shione held my hand and said.

“…Thank you.”

“Nothing.”

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After saying that, Shione managed to control her emotions and faced her servant again.

“How does she know that her sister is badly injured?”

“I don’t know the details… They said that several demons appeared.”

“Mine”

Shione’s expression became serious.

It has to be.

If it’s a Mine, not some other crappy devil-worshipper.

It wasn’t enough that he sold his soul to the devil, but in exchange for sacrifices such as various human sacrifices, he was finally able to accept demons from the devil, a demon.

It’s not enough that these guys are rare idiots who know how to fight boldly and viciously, with no regrets about their lives if it’s for their own will.

Accepting magic, a power more ferocious than mana, imitating the skills of demons.

Even if a long weapon is lodged in my heart, as long as I don’t lose consciousness, they are the ones who will stick their sharp teeth into the enemy’s neck until the end.

In the case of Mine… I was also on the side of avoiding battles with them if possible.

It is understandable that Siabelle was badly injured if those bastards, properly mad with demonic fanaticism, were determined to kill one.

Shione, who was lost in deep thought for a moment, opened her mouth again.

“Sister Siabelle, when did you say you would arrive here?”

“It is said that you have passed the wall and are almost there. Currently, the high-ranking priest and several workers are preparing to move Siabelle and several other soldiers in a hurry to treat them.”

Shione nodded at his words.

“Okay. I’m sorry I’ve been holding on for so long. Let’s go now.”

“…See you next time.”

After the servant lowered his head once, he hurriedly moved his steps.

As soon as he left, Shione immediately looked at me and said.

“I think it would be better to go to the garden next time. I want to check with my own eyes that my sister is coming back…”

I was curious about Siabelle’s condition, so I agreed with Sione’s words.

Then, holding my hand tightly, she began walking hurriedly, like servants we’ve seen so far.

I think I’ve calmed down to some extent, but how long are you going to hold my hand?

Although I was a little considerate of her holding her hand to her.

It didn’t matter.

Shione immediately sensed my feelings and gave more strength to my hand.

No, does he only see the people around here through a folding screen?

What’s good about being known for walking hand in hand with a servant like me?

“I think you’d better stop holding her hand.”

“…Can’t you just hold on a little longer?”

“There are more and more people around you. There are too many eyes.”

“Hmm…I see.”

Only then did Shione let go of my hand.

Of course he coolly ignored me looking at my side profile with a regretful expression saying he didn’t want to let go.

We arrived at the entrance of the mansion.

The entrance was full of workers who moved and treated the seriously injured, not ordinary servants.

Moreover, even Bronte, who was standing alone among them, blankly waiting for the carriage to come.

Apparently, he too heard the news of Siabelle.

“Let’s get closer as well.”

We also stood between them and waited for the wagon to come.

And soon after, a procession of carriages entered the mansion.

Soldiers began to disembark from the wagons that filled the entrance.

“…Sister Siabelle.”

Siabelle also came out of the wagon, supported by Dioria.

He was seriously injured.

Certainly, Siabelle’s appearance was not normal.

Her armor was covered with a little bit of dark red blood, whether it was hers or the enemy’s. Even looking at it from a distance, you can feel the strong iron smell.

In addition to that, she is awake, but her complexion is so haggard that it wouldn’t be strange if she collapsed at any time.

What the hell is going on with my right arm? Doesn’t it slump and sway as her body moves?

With Dioria’s support barely raising her body, the sight of her limping and dragging her along made her feel dizzy as if she would fall down right now.

‘It’s much worse than I thought.’

It’s amazing that he hasn’t lost consciousness.

If it hadn’t been for a fair amount of mental strength, he would have collapsed in no time.

‘Besides Dioria.’

The appearance of Dioria supporting Siabelle like that was unreasonable.

As if showing at a glance that a fierce battle had been fought.

Her finely arranged brown hair was also loose and scattered.

Her face was full of tiredness and worry, worrying about Siabel even in this situation.

Watching them like that.

Over there, the servants bowed their heads. I saw someone walking through them.

“…Your mother is here.”

Ainel’s usual calm expression is gone, and worry and anger are leaking out little by little.

Let’s take a look at Siabelle’s broken face.

Ainel’s characteristic insensitive expression broke, and the corners of her mouth twisted.

Extremely cold and heavy air began to flow around Ainel.

In such a situation, Siabelle borrowed the help of Gearco Dioria and walked to Ainel.

“Siabelle.”

“Mother.”

Siabelle ignored Ainel’s words full of worries.

Fluff.

As she collapsed, she lowered her stance and dropped her on one knee.

She didn’t have the energy to raise her head, so she couldn’t look up at my mother properly. She opened her mouth.

“I inform you that Sia Bel Cianella, following her mother’s order, completed the mission to search and subdue the cult and safely returned here.”

Kung.

Sia Bell, who announced her self-return with her cracking voice.

After she said that, she collapsed helplessly.

“…A foolish thing”

Ainel’s whisper with many emotions suppressed.

She said, looking away from Sia Belle.

“What are you doing? Don’t just watch. Hurry up and move Siabelle so she can heal.”

At her words, her workers and her priests came running and treated her and moved her.

The eye Nell kept in Sia Belle’s eyes until she disappeared from sight.

She turned to Dioria, who was on her knees beside Siabel.

“Dioria.”

“Yes, my lord.”

“What happened to Siabelle like this?”

After catching her breath, she posted an explanation.

“In search… There was an attack by demons.”

“Even if it’s an attack, one or two demons would have been enough for you to protect Siabelle.”

“Seven in total.”

“…There were seven demons?”

“Yes, despite the sudden attack, how did the knights and I manage to hold on to the four of them… It’s because they relentlessly aimed at Siabelle-sama with a reunion at the same time as the attack…”

Dioria lowered her head even more at Ainel’s reprimand.

“I have nothing to say. Please punish me.”

“We’ll talk about the details separately, not here, so let’s talk about it then.”

“I’ll follow you.”

Ainel said something to the woman who was a vassal behind him and her secretary.

Seeing her bow her head, Ainel stood Dioria up.

“Make sure you have enough rest before I call you.”

Ainel Cianella, who has roughly grasped the situation.

She turned her head at some point and was staring at me quietly.

Why am I suddenly seeing this place again?

I thought it was because I found Shione.

No matter how you look at it, Ai Nel wasn’t Sione. She was directly facing me.

Trembling.

Ainel walked towards me while looking straight at me with a strange atmosphere.

Why the hell are you looking at me… ?

Since Cianella came in, I haven’t done anything to crawl behind her.

Around the time when anxiety started to sprout due to interest for no reason.

Nel, the child who had come to me before I knew it, quietly brought out her words.

“I was about to call you, but it went well. I have something else to tell you, so come with me.”

“…You mean that?”

Ainel nodded her head.

“If you say a story, what would it be-“

“I checked the Arachne you caught the other day. But there’s something strange about it.”

The child Nel whispered, bringing her mouth to my ear.

“Contrary to Sione’s testimony that she just stabbed and twisted the sword, from the inside of Arachne’s head—”

Ainel’s mind’s eye began to shine sharply to know my true nature.

“For some reason, something ignited, burned the inside, and left traces of melting.”

“So what tricks did you use and what are you hiding?”

A cold gaze pierced me.

“Shouldn’t we talk about it?”

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