The Male Lead’s Sickly Aide is My Type - Chapter 84.1
Chapter 84.1
Though somewhat unprepared, she wasn’t foolish enough to openly run down the middle of the road. It would be like advertising, ‘Catch me, monster!’
Carinne kept a watchful eye on her surroundings, constantly scanning back and forth. Then, keeping her body half-hidden in the bushes at the edge of the road, she continued forward at a brisk pace.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, as the coachman had said, she saw the wrecked carriage in the distance. Archen was also there, looking inside the carriage. He bent down to examine the interior of the wrecked carriage. He circled the carriage and then noticed her approaching him.
“Princess? How did you get here?”
He looked at Carinne with a dumbfounded expression.
“More importantly, did you break the spell? How on earth did you…”
“There’s always a way. Anyway, it’s Iris I’m looking for, not anyone else. Iris is my best friend.”
By then, she had reached the wrecked carriage.
“So I’m going too. I’ve already made up my mind, so don’t try to stop me.”
She looked inside the carriage, wondering if there were any traces that Archen might have missed, but all she could see was the settled dust. Could Iris have escaped the monster? Surely, she wasn’t bitten.
No, that wouldn’t be it. If she had been bitten, there would have to be bloodstains.
As she was gathering her thoughts and getting up, Archen spoke firmly.
“No. Go back. It’s dangerous outside.”
“If you’re going, take me too.”
There was absolutely no way she was letting Archen go alone. He should realize that soon enough.
Carinne retorted with a firm tone and scanned the area around the carriage. There were footprints on the dirt floor leading to the stream. Judging from the size and width of the footprints, they were definitely Iris’s.
Judging from the increasingly wide strides, it seemed that Iris had run away to escape the monster.
“Iris must have gone to the stream. We can meet her if we follow the footprints. Let’s hurry.”
“Didn’t I tell you it’s dangerous? I can’t go with the Princess. Please return to the mansion.”
Was he still saying no?
She was starting to get annoyed. She hadn’t liked being tied up on the sofa while he went off on his own, and now he was just repeating like a parrot, telling her to go back. Moreover, Iris’s life or death was uncertain at the moment.
They needed to hurry to save Iris’s life, but instead of saying let’s go, he was telling her to go back.
“Hurry up. Iris might be being chased by the monster.”
“I’ll escort you back to the mansion.”
However, Archen ignored Carinne’s words.
“Are you going to tie me up again? It’s no use. I’ve learned how to get out.”
She felt a little hurt at being ignored. Carinne retorted in a loud voice.
“And I’m not a child. You don’t need to treat me like a seven-year-old.”
She meant it sincerely, but Archen ignored her again.
“This time, I’ll tie you up with two layers. I’ll tie you up so tightly that you won’t be able to untie it again.”
He seemed a little angry.
Oh, who did he think was angry? Carinne braced herself and stood firm.
“Then, take me wherever you want to go. You’ll have to use some force if you want to take me to the mansion.”
She was really upset that he had ignored her twice. Did he want to tie me up with two layers? Go ahead and try. She’d never let him drag her away.
She planted her feet firmly on the ground, and Archen roughly swept his bangs up. His eyelashes cast deep shadows on his eyes, and his lips parted as he let out a soft groan. Finally, he broke the silence and uttered.
“You’re always like this, Princess.”
Carinne doubted her ears.
“What?”
“You’re always so self-willed.”
“….”
She was speechless. She hadn’t expected Archen to say such a thing. She was not only upset but also embarrassed. Not the unlucky Duke Lucas, not the clueless Iris, but Archen, of all people, was calling her self-willed?!
It felt like being hit in the back of the head by a trusted comrade. She could almost hear Caesar’s words before he died, ‘Et tu, Brute!’
Carinne stepped back and almost fell over before she twisted her ankle and cried out in pain. It was the same ankle that had been sore since she escaped the circle of light earlier. Now that she had twisted it, the pain was considerable.
Not wanting to show her pain, she stood unsteadily with her weight off her ankle, and Archen’s gaze fell on her ankle. He knelt down and cupped her ankle. As white light shimmered around her ankle, a warm feeling soon spread, and the pain in her ankle disappeared.
It all happened so quickly that she didn’t have time to say anything. Carinne stared at his fingers blankly before coming to her senses. What Archen had done to her ankle, it was healing magic.
“I told you to ask my permission before using it!”
“Since you do as you please, I will do as I please as well.”
It was a cold voice. He didn’t look at Carinne as he rose from his seat. Then, in a cold tone again, he said.
“Follow me if you want. I won’t bother with you anymore.”
What did he just say?
It was absurd. Who asked him to bother with her?
“Who are you talking to? I’m going to bother Archen, too.”
He started walking quickly towards the stream, so Carinne followed him. She kept a certain distance between them. He didn’t look back the whole time he was walking, acting as if there was no one following him.
Seeing that, she felt a little sad.
No, very sad.
‘This is all for whose sake…’
Following Archen was partly due to wanting to find Iris but also because she was worried about him. He didn’t consider his own physical condition when using magic. At first, he was reluctant to use magic, but once he started using it, he tried to solve everything with magic.
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