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Sauveur leaned down and approached Bianca with a gentle smile.
No matter what his whim, the stable was a place that did not match the lady he knew. It was better not to let her in from the start than to hear a scream after her. Sauveur hinted at that.
"Why would the lady come to a place-...?"
“I'm here to see the stable. I won't bother you, so you can continue working.
Bianca lifted the tip of her chin. As if she were looking down on Sauveur, who is so much bigger than her, insisting that he wouldn't back down easily.
She is not an easy woman. Facing Bianca, Sauveur was sweating inside.
What? Did you come here to see the stable? The beautiful dress she was wearing did not have a single speck of dust on it, and the long, coiffed hair was perfectly clean.
Why the hell would a woman who looks like she could go out into the social world at any moment, come to see the stable, which smells like horse manure?
Recently, he heard that Vincent had been summoned to inquire into the castle administration. It was clear that this too was an extension of the same thing.
Oh yeah. It is clear that the lady does not want to visit the stable either. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come dressed like this. A moderate refusal might save face for her, and he might be able to expel her.
But how to say it was the problem. In the first place, Sauveur rarely spoke to Bianca. He used to say things he wanted to say without warning, but when he stood in front of Bianca, he kept his mouth shut. Because he didn't know what to say.
In contrast, Robert, who is teased by Sauveur for being careless, is more arrogant.
To Vincent, she must be a shameful lady who abandons her duties, and to Robert, an arrogant woman who doesn't care about people.
He couldn't make her understand why, and he couldn't convince her, but he wasn't someone she could just ignore.
A conversation with Bianca was enough to make even the mad dog of the battlefield, the charge commander without impenetrable formation, better known as Sauveur, gulp. The thought of having a conversation with her gave him goosebumps.
Although they have never exchanged words, does one not know that the fire is hot even if one has not put one's hand in the fire?
It was obvious just by listening to the usual conversation between Zachary and Vincent. He refutes every word, and if things don't go his way, he uses violence.
His stubbornness has never been broken. If Sauveur were Zachary or Vincent, he would have run out of the room without saying a word.
Bianca was standing in front of Sauveur, watching him.
He had to somehow talk to Bianca and persuade her to go back to her nest! Regardless, it was for the good of Sauveur, Bianca, and Zachary.
Sauveur remembered pushing Zachary to talk to Bianca. Feeling a little regretful in his heart, he inwardly apologized to his teacher. And he said slyly, as he desperately lifted the corners of his trembling lips.
-My God. Many of the horses in Arno's family are war horses, so they all have sharp temperaments. When a stranger like the lady enters,
They shake a lot. Come here.
Sauveur blocked the stable entrance, and beckoned to the office next to the stable entrance. It was a small room where the caretakers took turns or rested.
There was a worn desk and chair. She doesn't know what kind of whim she has to come to the stable, but she had to refuse, saying that she couldn't enter such a place. Then he could use that as an excuse to kick her out.
That was why he mentioned that the inside of the stable was even scarier than that cramped and scruffy space.
But Bianca did not listen to Sauveur's offer. And she advanced obliquely avoiding Sauveur.
Sauveur didn't think he would listen from the start, but it was even more unnerving when he came out completely against his expectations.
At that time, Sauveur found horse manure that had not been cleaned up near Bianca's footsteps. It looked like the attendant had spilled a lump while he was cleaning earlier.
Sauveur, whose complexion had paled, and was on the verge of tears, hastily dissuaded Bianca.
-Nerd. Not over there ma'am. Come here. She will ruin her precious clothes.
Bianca looked at the ground. Realizing that she had almost stepped on horse manure, she tilted her head and looked at Sauveur.
"Stable management a mess?"
-It is not like this.
Sauveur's voice trailed off at the rebuke. Although there were some sloppy parts, it handled perfectly, but today…. there was evidence right in front of him, so he had nothing to say.
Fortunately, Bianca had no intention of arguing with him for long. Ella bianca, she said, avoiding the horse manure as if she didn't care.
"I want to know how many horses there are." Aren't the horses owned by the Arno estate?
"I-I'll report back later."
Sauveur's heart pounded as her skirt fluttered narrowly on the floor. A bead of cold sweat fell down Sauveur's back.
He doesn't know what kind of infatuation he's having, but it would be a big problem if he later came out of the barn saying his favorite clothes had horse manure on them….
But Bianca didn't seem ready to go back.
He looked at Gaspard with a plea for help, but Gaspard just shook his head as if he couldn't help it. In the end, Sauveur, who had been holding him up as long as he could, had no choice but to take Bianca to the stable.
The stable was huge and spacious. Sauveur's claim that management was orderly was not entirely false. There were places that were empty, probably because of the freed horses on the ranch.
Contrary to Sauveur's assumption that Bianca would run away soon, Bianca looked around with curious eyes for a long time. Perhaps because she was so thoughtful, she did not recklessly reach out towards the horse.
Yvonne followed Bianca anxiously. At that moment, a warhorse poked its head out of her and licked at Yvonne's cheek. Feeling the slimy saliva from her, Yvonne recoiled with a sound. It was Gaspard who caught Yvonne, who was about to fall.
Yvonne smiled awkwardly at Gaspard, who was staring at her.
-Oh thanks.
"Are you okay, Yvonne?"
-Yes. I was surprised. Please be careful too.
Yvonne responded to Bianca, trying to calm her pounding heart. Gaspard supported Yvonne without saying a word until she calmed down, and when Yvonne sighed, she naturally moved away from her.
Bianca looked around the stable, repeating her admiration. It looked pretty big from the outside, but it was even more grandiose from the inside.
“There really are many.
“It was the first thing our earl did as soon as his power grew. Arming the knights with excellent mobility, wouldn't it be possible to win a hundred battles?
Sauveur said proudly. As a fan of Zachary, he told how wise Zachary was and what happened to those who ridiculed him as an idiot who wasted his money back then.
Bianca thought she was lucky. If there are so many horses, even if they kick her out, shouldn't she at least get a horse? At least of course, that all these horses die in the war. It shouldn't happen in the first place, but it's just in case it does.
Blanche shook her head. She is struggling to get out of the future she knows, but she always assumes the worst.
Still, since there are so many horses, there may be some horse that I can ride right now. You may not have to wait until next spring. Bianca, who thought positively, asked in a slightly excited voice.
"Is there a horse I can ride?"
"Of course, there are horses that the lady can ride... What?"
Sauveur, who responded without thinking, thought back to Bianca's words and involuntarily asked.
His blue eyes trembled with embarrassment.
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