Dangerous Fiancee

Chapter 38

Eve recalled Anne's face. Anne was a lady with a cold impression, though she was kind.

If Eve didn't carry out her assignment, Anne might take back her fake last and given name. That was the last thing she wanted. She didn't want to be homeless again.

'It's better for me to just climb down and speak honestly. Fortunately, there is only one maid accompanying the new owner. '

Eve stretched her legs which were falling asleep and swung her body slightly. The noise of their moving footsteps on the grass was heard more clearly.

At that moment, the tree she was stepping on broke apart. She fell from the tree with a bang.

"Oops!"

Cordelli screamed and stopped in front of Marianne. Books such as the Precious Yearbook of Frei VI, the list of the royal designer Margarita's works, and the Romance Series: How to Trick the Duke went up in the air and fell down like falling leaves.

Marianne opened her eyes slowly that she closed unconsciously a moment ago.

She found herself hugging Cordelli who stood in front of her and stiffened.

She was so surprised that even the fan she had been holding flew onto the grass in front of her.

And next to it was a girl who fell on the ground.

"Oh my gosh! It looks like she fell from the tree!"

Cordelli cried out in a surprised voice. Literally, there was a girl who looked like a maid who fell down at the base of the tree. There were some broken tree branches around her.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"..."

While Marianne was calming down, Cordelli asked carefully.

Eve did not answer. While gazing at the strangely quiet maid, Corelli hurriedly made Marianne step back.

"But why was she on the tree?" Cordelli asked.

"Hummmm... Did she take a nap there secretly?" Marianne answered peacefully.

While stepping back, Marianne kept looking over her shoulders. The little maid who didn't move at all as if she were dead began to wriggle.

"Hm, it looks like she was injured..."

"I think so. But she is suspicious. I have to call Iric as soon as possible."

"Lady!"

There was heard an urgent call from behind even before Cordelli finished talking.

Marianne turned her head to the place where the voice came.

Tall, purple-haired Iric was approaching with Astolf's black cloak fluttering behind his beautifully flanked shoulders.

"Iric?"

He came running to her and quickly pulled the sword to be on guard.

Although both of them screamed, the garden was so large that even those knights guarding the outside the mansion could hardly notice it. Iric's sudden arrival meant that he was nearby at the moment.

"Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine. I told you to take a rest instead of following me. You're really stubborn. You told me you were on sentry duty at the main building yesterday. Are you not tired?"

"How can I neglect to protect you when this kind of dangerous thing happens?"

"Well, it's dangerous to that girl, not me," Marianne casually shrugged.