CHAPTER 85 (2) - I am the One Who is Not Alright!

Patrizia grasped the hem of her red dress in frustration. Rafaella was a skilled knight. Also, she did not want to not worry too much, because Rafaella was not the only one escorting her. But it would be a problem above all problems if the number of assassins was too large, and the Second Rank of Knights had not arrived yet. As she heard the sound of Rafaella relentlessly cutting her opponent's body, Patrizia unwittingly pulled out the amber hairpin that had kept her hair up. Her long, turquoise-colored hair flowed down like a waterfall onto her shoulders.

Clang, clang! The sounds of the battle outside could still be heard vividly. At that time, a familiar voice letting out a scream pierced into her ear. It was Rafaella.

"UUGH!"

"El…?"

"Your Majesty, I am fine!"