I Will Return My New Brother - Chapter 218

Raynia rubbed her ears. The knights knocked on the door timely.

“Are you okay, misses? Are there any problems?”

Raynia opened the door in the place of the young ladies, who were running wild.

The voices of the young ladies in this mess that suddenly being shown raised one octave higher.

“Kyaaaa—!”

“No, no!”

Ladies must never lose their dignity, and they had to show a perfect appearance at all times.

The ruined dresses were torn and stained by wine.

As they ran about frantically, more fine glasses also crashed to the floor.

Along with the sharp sounds, shards of glass covered the lounge floor.

Even the knights who saw them lose their minds screaming were confused.

Those girls, who saw the knights stepping back, finally came to their senses.

If we send them away now, it’ll lead to a scandal!

It was natural since they were a mess and screamed.

If only Raynia Rocke hadn’t opened the door.

The hateful gazes were directed at Raynia, but soon, they looked away as they saw her menacing eyes.

Abigail, who pretended to vomit in the corner, glanced at Raynia.

You did quite well.

When she saw the satisfied smile, Abigail felt confident.

Marianne’s proposal was absolutely advantageous to Abigail.

Impressed by her overflowing consideration that she could stick to the advantageous side, Abigail repaid her with a passionate performance that would never happen again.

“Ah . . .”

Looking at Abigail lying down, fainting on the sofa with a pale face, Raynia said nonchalantly, “Young Lady Frey fainted. Please call for help.”

The knights turned around to call for her parents in the banquet hall.

“No!”

“No, you can’t!”

The young ladies who were a mess blocked the knights with fiery eyes.

The knights faltered at their approaching attacks, where they shook their messy hair with bloodshot eyes.

The girls who had lost their rationality had no intention to let the knights out.

The knights, who felt fear for women for the first time, stiffened in the place.

It was the moment when the scuffle was about to drag on—

A cold voice cut through the hallway.

“Who told you to depart from your posts?”

“Captain.”

The confused knights regained their rationality.

Raynia wrinkled her nose at the appearance of Young Duke Bolton.

Tch.

He appeared earlier than predicted.

She, who estimated Marianne’s location, spoke calmly.

“Young Lady Frey lost her consciousness.”

“Call a female doctor here, and arrange the fitting room and spare dresses for the other young ladies.”

After giving the order quickly, he asked with a sharp gaze.

“How long did you leave your post?”

“It hasn’t been long, sir.”

His gaze moved slightly past Raynia.

As if he realized her plan, the Young Duke opened his mouth.

“Strengthen the security, and quickly—”

Before he could finish his order, the mansion shook along with a loud sound.

Looking at the shaking chandelier, Raynia opened her eyes wide.

I’m pretty sure this wasn’t part of the plan?

A roar was heard.

The surroundings shook as if an earthquake had occurred in response to the sounds.

There were screams from the banquet hall.

Raynia’s eyes widened.

When she went out to the hallway to grasp the situation, she was met with an unfamiliar scene.

The frightened nobles scampered the hallways, losing their dignity.

A sharp sound of metal crossed her ears.

A huge shadow stretched its head through the broken glass window.

“Mo- monster . . . !”

“It’s a monster!”

As soon as she ran through the crowd in a panic and headed for the garden, her body was moved somewhere against her will.

It was a space with a huge defensive magic circle.

The Crown Prince, who was already there, noticed her and nodded.

“It’s Young Lady Rocke.”

“Good . . . evening, sir?”

With a fake cough, he showed her to the seat next to him.

A few high-ranking nobles could be seen inside the huddle.

“There’s protective magic here.”

“Aha . . .”

The monsters attacking the mansion were not alone.

At a glance, around more than four huge monsters moving in the dark.

Zen was swiftly evacuating the trampled people between the crowd.

Only then did she relax.

If Zenin Arcadia was there, it meant that Marianne was safe.

“Are you okay, Sister Raynia?”

Raynia nodded at Jeremy.

Next to him was Young Lady Liz, crouching with a nervous expression.

The trowel in her hand was familiar.

That . . .

With a serious face, Jeremy spoke as if he was feeling regret.

“There was only one, so I can’t give you one.”

“Actually, I have one too.”

Marianne gave it as a present to her last year, and she couldn’t think of anywhere to put it, so she brought it with her.

“As expected, you have it with you.”

At the words spoken by Jeremy as if that was natural, the gathering people exchanged confused glances.

What is that . . .

Is that something we should have?

Is it the trend nowadays?

Why am I the only one who has no idea?

In the midst of the confused people, the Crown Prince looked at his brother with a complicated gaze.

Raynia paid no heed to those people and shouted at Zen.

“Hey! There’s still someone left in the lounge!”

Abigail, burning with a sense of duty, was still acting alone, pretending to be fainted.

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