I Became a Guide For My Childhood Friend

p>When she scratched her forehead gently, the cat purred.

Yernia witnessed a servant handing a letter to the butler.

After the butler confirmed the sender’s identity, his face turned grim.

Soon, he ran into the mansion.

What could it be?

A little later, Yernia realized why.

***

“The Grand Duke is asking for your support, milord.” The butler said.

Cassian’s mood darkened.

“It’s been a long time since my father retired.”

Duke Vicil said he was seriously injured.

A powerful man who once defeated and killed his enemies became weak due to his age.

Now, they’re asking for Cassian’s support to succeed in battle.

No matter how capable he was, Cassian won’t be able to handle it all by himself.

He was sure they were contacting the rest of the Espers all over the Empire.

The battlefield is dangerous, and Cassian just got married to his wife.

The Esper and the guide had to go to the battlefield together.

He wouldn’t be able to spend their honeymoon as peacefully as they do now.

What a shame!

“What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing.
I got a backup request from the King’s Militia.”

Just in time, Yernia peeped into the office.

She glanced at the serious-looking butler while holding Kathy in her arms.

Cassian gave the butler a meaningful look.

The butler, who had been quick to notice, smiled and withdrew.

Cassian spoke lightly so that Yernia wouldn’t get concerned, but it felt like they were talking about a severe matter earlier.

Duke Vicil, a powerful Esper, was injured, and Cassian didn’t want to take Yernia to such a dangerous place.

If he looked rather grim, it might scare Yernia even more.

“I think you and I should go to Lens.”

Yernia’s eyes widened at the unexpected news.

“Why all of a sudden? Did something happen?”

“My father got hurt.”

“What?”

Yernia’s eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets.

Cassian smiled briefly, appreciating her concern.

The situation was, indeed, serious but Yernia didn’t have to act like this.

He didn’t want to make her worry over nothing.

“How did he get hurt?”

“It’s all right.
Injuries are common on the battlefield.
He’s lucky enough not to die.”

A myriad of expressions crossed Yernia’s face in a few seconds when she heard Vicil was injured.

Her pretty little head shouldn’t be filled with fear of the war against the devil.

Cassian teased her about lightening up the mood.

“I’ll protect you, so don’t worry.”

Yernia glared at him.

“We don’t have to rush this.”

Fortunately, Cassian’s efforts worked.

***