Pardon the Abduction, Holy Knight - It's an Emergency - Chapter 3.1

That Lucian Berto fulfilled the contract at the cost of his own life?

“Is that even possible?”

“For that guy, it’s po-possible. I never could un-understand what he was thinking anyway. Tsk.”

While I agreed with that statement, something felt off. Something smells fishy…

“Don’t take a demon’s words seriously.”

“I told you I’m not a demon!”

“Those words are also just a ploy to lead you into evil, my lady.”

Adriel’s monotone voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

But this guy is funny too. As if he didn’t once look at Rosemary as if she were worse than a demon…

Well, I’m not displeased with that change.

“Master…”

“Ah, Wit. Are you feeling a bit better?”

“Wit still hurts. Bl-blow on it…”

“……”

Wit, who had returned to his skeleton form, staggered and clung to my thigh.

I stared intently at Wit’s body, which was nothing but bones.

Where am I supposed to blow?

Just as I was seriously considering this, a large hand grabbed Wit’s head and threw him backward.

I was startled and looked at Adriel, the owner of that hand.

“Frequent contact with demons is harmful to the body.”

He answered with such a serious face that it seemed almost brazen in response to my look that said ‘What are you doing?’

Did he look somewhat relieved? Was there some personal feeling involved?

“What? Who threw Wit? Who was it? Master, who was it?”

Wit, who had been thrown to the floor, got up in confusion.

He couldn’t believe that he had been overpowered by Adriel, whom he thought was weaker than himself.

“Wit, you stu-stupid fool. You’ve been bewitched by a human and already become we-weak?”

Taro scolded Wit, who seemed dazed.

As I looked back and forth between Wit and Taro, I suddenly remembered something I had forgotten.

Oberon’s necklace.

I had forgotten about the necklace for a moment, enchanted by Taro’s abilities.

The most important thing for me right now is to find out why that necklace was in Count Ferial’s possession.

After all, I had entered Rosemary’s body, and I would have to live in this body from now on.

But there’s a hidden secret to Rosemary, whom I thought was just a minor villain. What if it causes some problem later?

It’s best to know about dangers in advance to prevent them.

“So, hu-human, do you want to make a contract with me?”

“Eek! Who said you could make a contract with my master!”

Wit looked at me pleadingly, as if to say ‘Right, Master?’

I answered Taro firmly.

“No.”

“What?!”

“Phew, that’s my master indeed.”

Taro was shocked as if he couldn’t believe his ears, while Wit was relieved that I had lived up to his trust.

“Thank you for the offer, but I’ll decline. Unlike Marquis Berto, I’m someone who values my own life.”

“Kicking away good fortune that rolled in. Don’t regret it later.”

Did he think I would readily accept his offer? Taro showed his disappointment while pretending not to.

I watched Taro’s reaction carefully and cautiously brought up the subject.

“…Rather, I’d like to return to what we were talking about earlier.”

“What do you mean?”

Somehow Taro’s voice had become more brusque than before, but I ignored it and asked.

“You seemed to know a lot about Oberon’s necklace… I’d like to hear more about that in detail.”

As I brought up the topic to change the subject, Taro’s eyes widened as if he had forgotten about it.

“Co-Come to think of it, human! Were you one of Oberon’s followers?”

“Me?”

“It’s no use pretending not to know now. Oh, Your Majesty. To think that his followers have sur-survived until now. If the King finds out about this…!”

No, so who is this Oberon you’re talking about?

As I was timing when to ask, Adriel muttered lowly beside me.

“Oberon?”

However, his tone wasn’t like mine, questioning Oberon’s identity. It was more like, ‘How do you know about Oberon?’

As I was wondering about this, Adriel’s following question confirmed that my guess wasn’t wrong.

“You keep mentioning that name, what connection do you demons have with Oberon?”

“We have a deep connection! Oberon is our fairies’…!”

Taro, who had been angry, suddenly glared fiercely at Adriel.

“Don’t tell me you were also one of the fo-followers?”

“I’m the one asking. Answer first, demon.”

“Now that I think about it, I remember. That di-disgusting energy I felt from you last time… Just from that, it’s clear you must be one of Oberon’s followers. Oh, Your Majesty. Since when did Oberon’s influence reach even the temple!”

No, so who is Oberon? Don’t just keep it to yourselves, tell me too.

In an atmosphere where everyone except me seemed to know, it was hard to ask outright.

“We-We must kill all humans who have seen our true form. Even more so if that human was O-Oberon’s follower.”

At that moment, Taro, who had been calling for the king as if doomsday had arrived, started to look at me strangely.

Sensing danger, I quietly placed my hand on the lid of the jewelry box.

If things look bad, I’ll throw the necklace.

Seeing my hand movement, Taro quickly added.

“Ho-However, human! Aren’t you the fi-first human to confess to me?”

…Confess?

For a moment, all my strength left me.

As I turned my head with a dumbfounded expression, Adriel asked me with a serious face.

“My lady, is collecting demons your hobby?”

As if it could be a hobby?

It wasn’t even worth responding to.

As I shook my head, this time Wit approached and started being annoying.

“What does that mean? Master, did you confess to Taro? When? When, Master?”

“Therefore, human, I’ll postpone your pu-punishment. You might end up making a contract with me so-someday.”

“You stupid Taro! Don’t get between Wit and Master!”

“Wit, you young thing. Even the King doesn’t know ho-how the future will turn out.”

What’s this? Why are you guys fighting again?

Stop fighting and just tell me who Oberon is. Why was this necklace in the Rosemary family?

“Demon. I told you to answer what relationship you have with Oberon.”

“Wit is not a demon! And I don’t even know who that is!”

“What? Wi-Wit, you fool. Did you just sleep during hi-history lessons?”

Ah. This is so confusing…

As voices intertwined chaotically from all directions, my head started to ache.

A calm conversation is hopeless with this combination.

I glanced at Adriel.

Well, I guess I can ask Adriel about Oberon later anyway.

“…So, Taro, why did you come to my room in the middle of the night?”

Taro, who had been noisy, finally fell silent.