Chapter 42
Saving The Abandoned Empress
42 âLooking Forward To Meet Him Againâ
Eleanoraâs POV ~
People were confused by my sudden appearance. If this was a play, it would be accurate to say that the audience suddenly stormed in.
My lovely entertainment seeker Jennie would have loved this situation. I closed my eyes shut for a moment, then opened them.
âStop scaring the child... it was your fault to ride your carriage so fast.â I said and the man just stare at me blankly.
âWho are you?â
âWho are you to speak so rudely to a lady?â
Tomato stew, who was standing behind the man speaking informally, replied with an unusual stern face.
A chill filled his voice.
Seeing that cold look, the man who had been wielding his cane proudly until just now, flinched.
.....
I grabbed the end of the tomato stew boyâs clothes as he approached the man in anger.
âNo, not you.â
The boy with blue eyes like my fake appearence, who was looking down at my hands, which was holding his clothes, took a step back.
Judging by his clothes, he seemed to be a merchant.
âAre you talking informally to me because we have never seen each other?â
In my words, the man wrinkled his eyebrows and blinked.
I guess it was scary when that guy spoke, but not when I spoke.
Although no one could recognise me because of my common hair and eyes; but my dress was sure expensive that not any noble could buy.
âHaa, looks like youâre a noble lady who doesnât know anything about the world... Iâm just giving this little girl a life lesson right now. Donât get in the way and go your own way, my lady.â
The man pulled out his neck and squeezed his collars as if he was trying to threaten me.
By the way... If i didnât know him, that meant that he was not a famous nobleman... was that why he was so confident treating me like this?
I never saw him in my past life, let alone present one.
If one used their image to step on the ones below them that much, they should do the same and bow deep in front of their superiors.
However, looking at his face, he didnât think I was a person with a higher status than him.
So I looked at the man and tilted my head, then moved my gaze to the manâs cane. Following my silent gaze to it, the man turned his eyes to the cane too.
I trudged in front of him and grabbed the cane with my hand.
The man, helpless at my sudden action, winded his eyes, seeing he had lost the cane out of his wobbly hands.
As soon as he realized the situation, the manâs expression turned pale.
I grabbed the cane with both hands and...
__Pak!__
I directed it to my one knee.
The wooden cane made a snapping sound and split in two.
â......â The whole place fall silent.
âAh... My knee hurts so much. Fuck! it really hurts. Maybe my knee is broken. I should have asked this tomato stew to do it... Iâm sure he would be good... ah... it really hurts...â
As I dwelled on my pain silently, the man, who snapped, shouted.
âThis... What is this! Have you ever seen such rudeness and disrespect! Call the guards... call the guards right now!â
When a loud roar resounded, the coachman, who had been standing behind the man, hurriedly ran away.
People were looking at me like I was a crazy bitch.
âAnyway, if you decide to create an accident, you have to be brazen.â
Dare to threaten me in my own territory?
Meddling is annoying, but if you ever meddled in a situation, you had to at least create an accident worthy of your energy.
A familiar squeaky sound was heard amid the manâs screams.
As I looked back, I saw the childâs eyes widen as she looked upwards.
Following the little girlâs gaze... As expected, tomato stew, the main culprit of that giggle, was covering his mouth to prevent his laughter from leaking out.
At such a familiar sight, I shook my head as if telling the girl, âDonât mind him. That guy is just crazy.â
Of course, in the eyes of that kid, I may have seemed even crazier.
I calmly fixed my eyes on the man in front of me again.
He was doing something like a tap dance, as if he was trying to gather all the anger of the universe.
âWhat kind of nobleman who seeks elegance gets angry and moves around like that...â
In any case, it was clear that he was truly a person with no status.
While appreciating this tedious unaccompanied dance, a skinny coachman with two armored guards rushed from behind.
âWhatâs going on?â
The two guards looked at the man jumping around, then fixed their eyes on me.
âThey might think I was the one who called them. Letâs just let them think like that.â
I answered the guardâs question on behalf of the very enraged man.
âThat manâs cane smashed my knee.â
Then I pointed to the cane lying on the floor.
When I finished my words, people around me made different exclamations.
The nobleman in front of me looked at me as if I was talking shit, and the guards looked at the man as if they were watching trash hitting a woman with a can.
The childâs hiccups could be heard from behind me.
Also, a louder giggle reached my ears.
People around me were staring at me with question marks appearing in their eyes.
I groaned and rolled my eyes.
âSuch a drama scene... Jennie would love this.â
âWhat the... Ha! Really!? You can find all sorts of weird ladies in this world! This woman took my cane and smashed it on her knee!â
The man, who had come to his senses, grunted with indignation and pointed his finger at me.
The two guards followed the fingertips and looked at me, then turned their gaze back to the man.
âWhat nonsense are you talking about?!â
The man shouted and surprisingly the other onlookers played along with me.
âYeah, This man was riding his carriage fast and then he beat up this little girl and hit the lady who stood up for the girl!â
The guards began to receive testimonies from the surrounding spectators at the sight of the man whining as if it was unjust.
âWanna teach me? No one is qualified, huh!â
Without waiting for any more drama, I turned back and walked towards the child. She wouldnât have had anything to say, anyway.
The child, who had been hiccuping, flinched and knelt again as I approached.
She seemed to be scared, thinking that I mightâve been of a higher status than that man.
She must have thought that all nobles were like poisonous snakes.
The tomato stew guy stepped back to talk with the guards.
It was clear that he was trying to end this drama, to help me as i lied without blinking.
I bent my knees in front of the trembling child and whispered as i hand her a little pouch of ten gold coins.
âYou were lucky to survive today, take this and treat your wounds. Donât go out without your parents.â
The child was stunned and nodded in response.
It was an action that came out reflexively.
.....
Then, i rose up slowly and gradually moved away from the child.
I donât want to get involve anymore. So, i proceed to leave the place quickly without saying goodbye to the tomato stew guy.
I took a last glance at the boy with grey eyes before i left the scene.
âIf we are fated, then we will meet again... Farewell, Tomato stew.â