Volume 1 Chapter 12 Lydia Rest Kidnapping Incident
Sir Ciel, who picked me up, walks towards somewhere.
Even though he's not running, his steps are really fast, like he's swimming smoothly over the ground.
"Please let me go, put me down, nooo, you pervert...!"
"Calm down, Ms. Lydia. I won't do anything bad. I will pay you properly."
"I-I'm not tasty to eat...!"
I twist and turn, trying to get away from Sir Ciel, but he holds me tightly. His arms look slim, but they are much stronger than mine.
Sir Ciel just said earlier that I would be eaten by a wolf.
The servants often said that too. Men are like wolves.
They always say to be careful when you grow up. Sir Ciel is a wolf.
If I get taken away like this, I will be eaten. They say he will give me money, but that's not the point.
"I wish I could use a teleportation magic circle. It's fine for me alone, but if there are companions, they will get magic sickness, and their clothes will tear from the shock of teleportation, so I can't really recommend it."
"If my clothes tear, that would be a problem..."
"That's right. I think so too. So please stay quiet and let me carry you."
"Is that a threat...? If I don't behave, you'll tear my clothes...?!"
Ignoring my whimpering, Sir Ciel walks steadily towards somewhere.
We pass by Mx. Margaret's shop on the way.
I sat in the usual chair outside the shop, crossing my legs and smoking a chocolate-flavored cigarette. Mx. Margaret looked at me with wide eyes, surprised.
"Mx. Margaret, help me, I'm being kidnapped, kidnapped...!"
"Lyd-Lyd... hang in there."
Mx. Margaret wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes and waved a handkerchief at me.
"Lucian isn't so bad, but Ciel Vermilion isn't... not bad, not bad at all..."
What kind of reaction is that, Mx. Margaret...!
I want help, but you seem a little happy.
Maybe they're excited that their fortune-telling came true. After all, Sir Ciel looks like a mage from any angle.
Mx. Margaret predicted it with their cards, a wonderful encounter.
It's not wonderful at all.
He's a kidnapper.
He's a pervert.
"Mx. Margaret, this is not good, not good, hiiiiiii..."
A glowing magic circle appeared at Sir Ciel's feet.
The scenery changed with a feeling of floating.
I felt dizzy. My head was spinning.
My cute apron and blouse, which I liked even though they were all black, ripped apart.
"This is terrible, so terrible..."
"I'm sorry. I thought a short-distance teleportation would be acceptable. If you scream 'kidnapping'... I can't help but think about actually taking you away and eating you."
Sir Ciel said this in a calm, gentle tone.
It's scary. Mr. Lucian isn't that scary, but Sir Ciel is.
He gives off a vibe that makes it feel like he could destroy the world just for fun.
"Ugh... ugh... this place, and it's the royal palace... I don't want to be here, no, I'm going home..."
This wasn't the time to be crying.
Sir Ciel had teleported us to the front entrance of the royal palace.
The guards were looking at us in shock. Well, of course they were. It was surprising.
Suddenly, Sir Ciel appeared holding a girl whose clothes had been torn.
Guards, this person, this person is a kidnapper...!
Please catch him...!"
I looked at the guards with that feeling, but they turned their gaze away.
So, I'm being abandoned by the guards too. How sad.
"Sir Ciel, the royal palace is a dangerous place... What will I do if I run into the prince... I was finally living quietly in hiding, this is terrible..."
"Please be patient."
"Ugh..."
While I cried softly, Sir Ciel moved deeper into the palace.
We arrived at the mage department on the right side after passing through the audience chamber from the palace entrance.
This was the headquarters of the royal mage group, Saintwise.
I had visited the palace a few times during Sir Stefan's engagement.
There was a time when Sir Stefan and I had a somewhat good relationship.
Since I had been shown around the palace, I vaguely remembered where the mage department was.
From the outside, it looked like a castle with many pointed towers gathered together.
Inside, it was both the workplace and residence of the court mages.
Most people who worked in the castle usually slept there. While most had proper homes in the capital, they apparently didn't return often except during long vacations.
"Ms. Lydia, we've arrived."
Mr. Ciel took me to the kitchen of the mage's guild.
It was really big and beautiful.
It looked about 3 times the size of my shop's kitchen.
There were large refrigeration units lined up, and many spices and seasonings on the shelves.
"...This is the kitchen, huh?"
"Yes. I want you to make hamburgers here, Ms. Lydia."
Mr. Ciel helped me sit on a round stool in front of the kitchen's work table.
Then he wiped my tears with a handkerchief.
Still not fully understanding the situation, I muttered, "Hamburgers..."
"I'm not sure if the same effect can be achieved with different ingredients, but I believe your cooking's special effect comes from you making the dish."
"Uh-huh..."
"In other words, if you make a hamburger, it will have the effect of breaking the curse, no matter what kind of hamburger it is."
"Even if it's not the Onigashima hamburger, but just a regular hamburger? Like a cursed gooey cheese hamburger or a grudge-filled hamburger with an egg inside that spills out when you break it?"
"Yes, probably. So, I really want you to make a hamburger. To be honest, it's not just me who is suffering from Medusa's curse; some of Saintwise's subordinates are also unable to move."
"Th-that's terrible... Because Mr. Ciel brought back Medusa's head... how sad..."
"Yes, that's right."
I don't think that's right, though.
I mean, I wish he would stop having strange expectations for my hamburgers.
Sir Ciel's body might have gotten better by chance, or it could just be a coincidence.
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