You Think I Won't Talk?-Chapter 488

"? But I am talking with the Ninth. I’ve been wanting to do that but you forbade it-... hm?" — Seeing the stack she took out, the man stopped, sneering since he knew she communicated through it. — "Wait, your Highness, the Precious Ninth is writing something, I cannot leave now."

[ Has Sir Biel been aiding the Crown Prince for long? ]

"... I have, that is why I am his right hand..."

"My Lady, he is like a secretary. It is not much he does."

"Sure. A secretary that infiltrates countries and goes to war with you."

"There is no need to say that much. That you do out of like."

[ If so, were you also aiding in my search, Sir Biel? ]

"... Yes. It was an unfortunate event. Yet it is why it pleases me to see you fairing well." — While answering her, the eyes of the man met the prince’s, this time dubious at the questions being asked, listening to the whispers Zeleskiaz would tell while the Lady wrote some others.

"What are you doing? You’ll make me look bad."

"I don’t know. I didn’t expect that question..."

"Then leave. You’re interfering."

"?? With what?? Faking to be a gentleman??... oh." — As Biel asked the stack was returned with the message of the Lady, who innocently smiled at the man, making another reverence, feeling it necessary after knowing of his aid during the search.

[ Thank you very much for your care. It is a shame we only met now after you helped in my search. You appear like a capable man given all you do to aid the Crown Prince, Sir Biel. I am glad we crossed paths today. ]

"..."

"... My lady, he only did what everyone in the Empire did, you are giving him too much credit, haha." — At the silence the man kept after reading her words, Zeleskiaz said uncomfortably at the compliments given to one that would like it too much. Annoyed since even such little kindness could make any man place their eyes on the woman.

"... The Ninth is very kind..."

"Yes, she is." — Zeleskiaz replied, noticing how now the eyes of the right hand were fixated on the Lady... processing his thoughts while she purely smiled back with a gentle demeanour.

"..."

"..."

"Alright, Biel. If there is nothing else, I will meet you later-"

"Lady Marianne, are you sure you wish to be on your own with His Highness?"

"???"

"?! Oi. What are you asking now!?"

"No, no, no, no. When I imagined the Lady, she appeared in my head like someone that could tame Fenrir himself, but she’s too nice a lady... almost too innocent... It can’t be fine to leave her alone with you, man." — Somehow, the right hand started to say, actually concerned and forgetting his polite speech since at this first meeting and knowing his Master’s character only bad ideas could be born in his head while knowing about Zeleskiaz’s vast devotion. — "Is he perhaps threatening you, dear Ninth? I know he could do it. He once threatened me with cutting my member because I wouldn’t do as he wanted."

’Huh?! That’s horrible!!’

"?! Biel! Don’t spout nonsense!"

"She’s terrified! Man! You’ve been threatening her, haven’t you!!? I knew it! What on earth?! I’ll tell the Emperor! F*cking madman!"

"I haven’t done that- Hey!"

"Lady Marianne, do not worry. Saying no is alright. I will help you escape this guy too."

"???"

"Biel, stop playing around. You’re making up some kind of crazy ideas in your head now."

"Dude, just look at the Lady. You probably jumped her in your first meeting, didn’t you?!"

"... no."

"YOU DID?! I was actually hoping you would deny it!! But more confidently at least!!" — Blue, the right hand said while the lady watched from behind the chaos, confused at everything being told between the men. — "I should have known... You changing for the good is not possible."

"Biel... stop talking." — Now enraged, the Crown Prince growled, trying to remain calm since the Lady was around. And the eyes of Marianne widened, becoming aware that the scene even if slightly entertaining could lead to a horrible misunderstanding.

"No, no. Dude. I get the feeling you’ve been taking advantage. I cannot trust your word. You’ve always done whatever you- hm? Give me a moment and stay away... Yes, Ninth, what is it?" — Feeling the little taps of her finger on his arm, Biel turned to look at Marianne, who took a peek at the scowl of the Prince after being ordered around... sighing to it as she started to write some other letters.

[ The Sir is mistaken. His Highness has never threatened myself. ]

"... Are you certain? He tends to do that and make it look like he hasn’t."

"BIEL."

[ His Highness has only been kind to me. Always polite and considerate. ]

"..... Him?"

"... That’s right."

"Heh... no way that’s true."

"Biel... I’m serious, stop acting foolishly. This is the last time I warn you."

"... See? That’s more like him, lady Pristina."

"..."

[ This exchange provoked it... Also, your initial imagination about myself is not mistaken. ] — She then wrote as the right hand stared doubtful of her words while she smiled in what could be a dangerous expression. — [ Please do not think badly of the Crown Prince. For I will not allow anything I dislike. ]

"... Alright. Since the Ninth says it I’ll believe it."

"When I say it you should also believe it."

"Man, I’m not crazy. Don’t insult me." — With disgust the man said while looking at the Master he was not able to fear at the moment out of impulsive beliefs, provoking the soft giggles of the lady they were discussing over, finally making the two men’s demeanour relax at her good nature.

"... Why is the Lady laughing?" — Rejoiced by the sight, Zeleskiaz came back to her side, smiling curiously as the sight melted any rage he had. Meeting her brilliant eyes that glanced at Biel entertained while writing the reply to his inquiry.

[ It is the first time I have seen someone discuss like this with His Highness. Sir Biel must also be a close friend... You discuss like siblings would. ]

"... We do?"

"... I am not royalty, unluckily. And luckily." — Biel said, bluntly with nonchalant pout, being glared at by Zeleskiaz while Marianne laughed a little more.