This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 139
“You might get hurt if you move, Your Eminence.”
At the husky voice, Reina nodded with a small movement as she closed her eyes tightly.
Trembling as she heard the rough tearing sound, she glanced down. Her fingertips had turned white in the meantime from lack of blood circulation.
“Honey, is it done?”
The couple spoke to each other with a low voice, and Reina staggered slightly sideways. At the same time, the door burst open.
“Saintess! Are you alright?!”
Said saintess was sporting a blush as red as the sunset over her two ears, heating up in embarrassment, when the knights tried to squeeze into the house’s narrow door. They were kicking up quite the fuss.
“Everyone, please be quiet…”
She was terribly embarrassed.
* * *
Ten minutes ago—
“Honey, take that thing out, if you please?”
The very moment she heard those alarming words, Reina quickly stepped back.
But, maybe it’s because she moved backwards without looking where she was going.
She found herself staggering back as she accidentally stepped on the lower hem of her dress. Soon after, her vision turned up to the ceiling and her body tilted back.
One large hand tried to catch the woman who was just about to collapse, however it was too late. In the end, she hit the door.
“Good gracious! Saintess! Are you alright?!”
Hearing the loud thump from inside, the paladin stationed outside hurriedly knocked on the door.
Boom, boom, boom!
“Saintess! What happened?!”
Reina couldn’t help but wonder. Where were those great, zealous knights who knew how to stay still!
Before Reina could even answer, afraid that a single dot might have stained the saintess’s skin, the paladin opened the door.
Reina was standing right in front of the door at that moment, but thanks to the paladin’s sudden banging, she was immediately hit with the rebound.
In that process, her hands struggled to catch something—anything at all. One of her hands swung near the door’s latch, and her sleeve got stuck there as a result. As the latch hadn’t been maintained due to the household’s lack of a budget, it was a peripheral cause to this predicament.
“If we open the door now, Her Eminence’s dress will be torn.”
The husband had been quiet all along, but he swiftly warned the paladin who kept trying to open the door. The wife approached Reina and examined the condition of her sleeve, which had gotten caught in the latch.
“Oh my goodness… It’s stuck. The cloth is perfectly jammed between the latch. What do we do?”
Shortly after, as the young wife added, ‘This good cloth has gone bad now…’ she turned around and looked for a tool that might solve this situation.
“Honey, can you remove the latch so that Her Eminence’s dress won’t be affected?”
“Um… I think that’d be difficult.”
“Or should we just remove the door first? Her Eminence will be uncomfortable holding out one arm like that.”
“Okay, let’s do that.”
They reached a rather radical solution. As Reina had been in a daze until now, she shook her head quickly.
“No! You don’t have to! Can’t you just cut the sleeve?”
But what’s this.
Reina’s alternative suggestion shocked the couple.
“Oh, no! How dare we cut Your Eminence’s clothes!”
“That’s right, Your Eminence. How can we possibly cut such luxurious cloth? Of course we’ll just have to take the door out.”
For a moment, Reina thought.
‘Are you guys making fun of me or something…’
What kind of common sense was this: When a dress was stuck on a door latch, the next natural course of action was not to cut off the jammed sleeve, but to rip out the entire door.
“We can put the door back, Saintess.”
“That’s right! What Your Eminence is wearing is more important than a door!”
However, it seemed like that kind of common sense was truly what the couple had in mind as they actively and seriously started looking for tools to rip the door out.
“You’re really going to remove the door?”
Why are you so…
“I’ll just cut my sleeve. Please bring me a pair of scissors.”
“There’s no need for that, Saintess!”
“That’s right! Even if we sleep through the night without a door, it’s not cold these days! The blankets you’ve given to us are thick, so the night breeze won’t affect us that much.”
What the heck. Was this some kind of hidden camera prank designed to test her morals…
How exactly did they go from point A to point B here. Reina let out a sigh of disbelief.
Then, when the young wife took out a hammer, that’s when she belatedly realized that the couple was really going to do this.
‘No, wait, you’re seriously going to remove the door? Can’t you just cut my sleeve?’
What exactly was this outfit made out of? It’s certainly not gold…
‘And even if it is made of gold, this is a little…’
In the end, Reina schooled her features into a serious expression and raised a hand to stop them.
“As a member of House Chantra, the ruling household of this estate, I order you. Go get a knife or a pair of scissors that can be used to cut the cloth.”
It was absurd to enforce her status as a daughter of House Chantra just to cut a single piece of fabric.
Still, it was effective enough.
After that, the couple gently removed the jammed cloth that’s been caught in the door’s latch. And, as soon as the situation was resolved, the knights of House Chantra, the paladins of the Holy Order, and the knights of House Jehardt rushed through the entrance.
‘Aiyah… Even Christmas at Myeong-dong wouldn’t be this crowded…’
Too many people were crammed into this small space, so the air got stuffy real quick.
That’s why I warned them all and told them to get out.
“But what if Your Eminence gets hurt again!”
“We cannot leave either. It is our duty in the Order of the Red Thorn to protect the members of House Chantra.”
“We cannot disobey Lord Elijah Jehardt’s order to protect Lady Reina.”
Uhh, right. There’s no way that would have worked.
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