Possell looked at Karl, who had lowered his head, and rubbed the back of his neck.

 

“What you’re saying now is that you seem to have been blessed by the young lady?”

 

A blessing.

 

A special power given by God to enable a person to fight against monsters in a dungeon.

 

Now, Karl was saying that he felt like he had been influenced by it and made a mistake.

 

“…Yes, that’s right.”

 

“You’re not serious, are you? I want the actual reason for what you did.”

 

Karl couldn’t answer Possell’s harsh words.

 

He knew that no matter what influenced him, he couldn’t justify his mistakes.

 

However, part of him hoped that it wasn’t entirely his fault.

 

He wanted it to be a sin he had no choice but to commit because he was swayed by Lucy’s power.

 

If not, he would become a piece of trash who couldn’t control his emotions and ended up beating his master.

 

Possell’s sigh broke the long silence.

 

“Ha, for now, you’ll have to stay here until your punishment is decided.”

 

“Understood.”

 

“Behave well.”

 

After Possell left, Karl looked at the handcuffs that bound his arms, then held his face with both hands.

 

“They’re just minor wounds.”

 

“Really?!”

 

“Yes, you don’t have to worry.”

 

“Miss, I’m so glad!”

 

She frowned at the maid who was relieved by the doctor’s words.

 

I told you from the beginning.

 

You don’t need to go to the doctor.

 

This kind of wound will heal in a day or two.

 

When I showed my irritation openly, the maid who was happy began to watch my every move carefully.

 

Seeing the maid who had shrunk just like when I first saw her, I felt sorry for her again.

 

Haa.

 

Right.

 

What could be wrong with you?

 

It’s natural to worry about the person you serve.

 

I sighed, took my gaze away from the maid, and asked the doctor.

 

‘Then can I go back?’

 

“You sloppy doctor, it’s okay for me to go, right?”

 

“Yes, Miss Lucy.”

 

After asking permission and leaving the infirmary, Benedict was standing next to the door, arms folded and tapping his arms with his fingers

 

What was he doing here?

 

‘Benedict.’

 

“Idiot father.”

 

“Lucy! Are you okay!? Are you hurt anywhere?!”

 

“Oh my god, why are there so many cuts on your skin? Doesn’t it sting? It must hurt.”

 

“There shouldn’t be any scars, I’ll have my personal doctor get some medicine!”

 

Why is this guy so upset?

 

The kid might have done something and scratched her skin a little.

 

It’s not like I was seriously hurt.

 

When I see Benedict acting up, I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck.

 

“I heard that Carl hurt you, I don’t know why he did this when he usually doesn’t, but he hurt you, so he deserves to pay for it.”

 

‘Excuse me, calm down.”

 

“Idiot father.”

 

When I cut him off in a cold voice, Benedict, who had been talking nonsense and getting excited, shut his mouth and looked at me.

 

I know this person is worried about me.

 

I appreciate that.

 

But there is a limit to worrying.

 

You’re going to make him pay?

 

What are you talking about?

 

He swung his fist at the master he was supposed to serve, so he could be punished, but that’s not enough to be punished.

 

After all, it’s not only the fault of the sloppy knight who swung his fist, but also my fault.

 

I wanted to hit him, so I provoked him with my Mesugaki skill.

 

Strictly speaking, it’s mutual fault.

 

You can’t just blame the sloppy knight.

 

‘Benedict, as you can see, I’m fine.’

 

“Idiot father. Are your eyes blurred? I’m fine.”

 

This man loves his daughter too much.

 

That’s why Lucy became a bitch.

 

No matter how precious your only daughter is, it can’t be like this.

 

‘If you punish the knight too much, I will hate you!’

 

“If you do something excessive to him, I won’t even look at you, idiot father.”

 

“But Lucy.”

 

‘Do you understand?’

 

“Idiot father, answer me.”

 

“…I understand, but he has to be punished for the sake of the discipline of the Knights, understand this.”

 

“That’s okay.”

 

If the person who should be punished doesn’t get punished, there’s a chance that they’ll say something unnecessary, so there’s nothing I can do about it.

 

Was it because I spoke too strongly?

 

Benedict was visibly dispirited.

 

The sight of the troll, who I had to look up at for a long time, slumping his shoulders, was beyond words.

 

Ah.

 

Seriously! This guy is so annoying.

 

‘Benedict, have you had dinner?’

 

“Idiot father, have you eaten?”

 

“Huh? No, not yet.”

 

“Then let’s eat together.”

 

“…Yeah! When you’re hurt, you have to take care of your health! Let’s go to my personal chef.”

 

‘Please calm down.’

 

“Father, you idiot, you’re disgusting, so just be gentle.”

 

Karl, who was looking down at the stone floor and blaming himself, raised his head at the sound of heavy footsteps coming from afar.

 

There were only two people in the Allen family who made such footsteps.

 

One was the Knight Commander, Possell, and the other was Benedict Allen, the head of the Allen Count family and a man who earned the nickname of the Iron Count after fighting in many battles.

 

The moment Karl saw the giant figure walking from afar, he quickly got up and saluted Benedict.

 

Benedict didn’t react at all to that and silently walked to the front of the prison where Karl was.

 

“Karl.”

 

Karl swallowed at the heavy, serious voice that resonated through the floor.

 

Benedict was a legend to the knights.

 

He had finally stepped back from the front lines to focus on his family’s affairs, but he had accomplished many feats while he was on the front lines.

 

He single-handedly defeated the vampire who had terrorized the continent, called the Bloodsucker.

 

He subdued the dragon that had invaded the territory of the Allen family with his own might.

 

He was a knight among knights who had made great contributions to subduing the S-class dungeon that was expected to destroy the kingdom.

 

That was Benedict.

 

Even though it had been a long time since he had been on the battlefield, Benedict’s majesty was still intact.

 

Karl felt suffocated just by standing in front of him.

 

The pressure that Benedict unconsciously exuded was weighing on Karl.

 

“Do you have anything to say about what happened today?”

 

“No, my lord, it was all my fault.”

 

“It was a great sin to harm someone you were supposed to serve.”

 

“I know, I will gladly accept any punishment.”

 

“I should have punished you according to the rules of the knighthood, however.”

 

The moment Benedict stopped speaking; the infinitely heavy pressure dissipated for some reason

 

“Lucy herself does not want to punish you, so I will substitute your punishment with confinement in prison.”

 

Miss?

 

Karl doubted his ears.

 

That was how unrealistic Benedict’s words were.

 

There was no reason for him to receive Lucy’s leniency.

 

No matter what the process was, he had sincerely intended to hit the person he was supposed to protect.

 

Especially in the case of Lucy, who was the person involved, she must have felt extreme fear.

 

That the lady wanted to forgive me.

 

This was a favour.

 

It was mercy given to Karl, who would not have been surprised if he had been stripped of his knighthood right away.

 

And it was proof that Lucy, who had spent her whole life tormenting others, had changed.

 

Oh.

 

The lady was worried about me being punished, but I wanted Miss Lucy to be hurt.

 

What kind of knight is this?

 

Nobility?

 

There was nothing like that in Karl now.

 

He was just a low-quality person who did not know how to admit his own mistakes.

 

Rather, the person who was more knightly was Lucy, not Karl.

 

“Karl.”

 

“Yes, my lord.”

 

“Just now, it was my decision as the head of the household. However, as a father, I am different. I have not forgiven you yet.”

 

Benedict said that and opened the closed iron door and entered the prison.

 

“So, I’ll give you one chance.”

 

“Yes, I understand, my lord.”

 

“Bite your teeth.”

 

Karl felt death for a moment as he watched Benedict clench his fist.

 

What Benedict was preparing was not a simple fist.

 

The fist, which had concentrated the magical power of a man who had fought a giant in the past, was already like a great magic.

 

“You won’t die.”

 

Benedict swung his fist.

 

“Countess Lucy.”

 

I nodded and came to my senses when I heard a voice calling me.

 

Harne, Lucy’s teacher, looked at me with mixed emotions and sighed.

 

“There are less than three months left until the academy exam, you have to work hard.”

 

‘I’m sorry.’

 

“Shut up.”

 

Today, there was no word of apology in the Mesugaki translation.

 

If I said I was sorry, you would be called a crazy bitch.

 

Thanks to this skill, Harne’s forehead wrinkled even deeper.

 

I’m sorry.

 

Harne.

 

If there are more wrinkles on your face, half of them will be Lucy’s fault.

 

But you know that there’s nothing I can do.

 

I’m not doing this because I want to.

 

I’ll get the elixir of youth and bring it to you later, so please forgive me.

 

“Did you not sleep well last night?”

 

“No.”

 

“Did you have a bad dream?”

 

No, but something happened.

 

Well, I was sleeping soundly when I heard the sound of a bomb exploding in the middle of the night.

 

Even though I look like this, I was a proud active-duty soldier in the Republic of Korea, so I know how powerful a bomb can be.

 

The thunderous sound and the shaking of the floor last night were definitely the effects of the explosion.

 

Do you know how panicked I was while I was sleeping?

 

I thought something had happened, so I ran out of bed and asked the attendant what was going on.

 

But the attendant was calmer than I thought.

 

Despite all the nonsense I was saying in panic, she told me to calm down and that it wasn’t a big deal.

 

However, when I asked her to explain what was going on, she remained silent.

 

You said it wasn’t a big deal?

 

Why can’t you tell me?!

 

Anyway, after the explosion, nothing happened, and I stayed up all night for about an hour before finally falling asleep again.

 

When I explained this to Harne, she burst into laughter.

 

What?

 

What?

 

No way.

 

‘Do you have any idea about the explosion?!’

 

“Idiot Harne, you know something about the explosion?”

 

“Hmm, is what I said a secret? After class today, go to the Knights then you’ll know.”

 

Knights?

 

When you say go to the Knights, does that mean there was some kind of battle yesterday?

 

Judging from Harne’s lighthearted reaction, it doesn’t seem like a big deal.

 

Did you do some kind of training?

 

I wish you could just tell me honestly, but Harne just said it would be faster to see for myself.

 

There’s nothing I can do.

 

After class, I’ll go back to the Knights or something.

 

“Then, since you seem to be awake, shall we start class again?”

 

Harne’s lips trembled slightly as she said that with a big smile.

 

Harne.

 

This scary woman.

 

She stubbornly continued teaching even though Mesugaki was so eager for her.

 

It was the tenacity of a teacher who had lasted the longest under Lucy.