Wrong Move (1)

Mirabelle felt her world drop, her eyes were swaying and dizzy. She parted with the man's lips and then pulled on his cheeks. She knew something was wrong with her head, she didn't deny it. She was drunk. She lost her control. That's what she loved about vodka;

She laughed in despair, her memories of her previous life rushing back to her. She looked at the masked man in front of her and laughed even louder. Everything around the bar went silent.

"Ha... not you too..." she said between laughs. People were now staring at her differently. The assassins stopped attacked and looked towards the intruder who was pinching their boss's cheeks like a madwoman.

"Look at you!" Mirabelle scoffed as she pinched the masked man's face. "You chubby little thing!" She started pulling on his cheeks and laughed. The masked man grew agitated:

"..." he kept quiet, and he tried to push Mirabelle away gently as if he didn't want to anger this sober woman any further. But Mirabelle didn't budge as she continued to play with the masked man's face:

"You chubby boy! Did your mother feed you too much? You should be happy, my mother died before I was born. My father hated me and died! Everyone left me!" Mirabelle sobbed as she kept rubbing on the masked man's cheeks.

"..." Silence was put over the people. But a few of them in the crowd started pitying Mirabelle's life. (◕﹏◕✿) Almost everyone felt touched and started feeling sympathetic, except for the masked man, who tried to keep his anger.

"But- but when I tried to help the people around me, they all framed me!" Mirabelle sobbed louder, her cries were gentle yet sad. "They wanted to kill me! They started to scheme against me! All of them bad!"

"..." The masked man was too busy contemplating whether he should push this woman away or not. But her cries were making it harder for everyone around.

"So..." Mirabelle stopped crying and started laughing, "pass me that vodka... I need more..." she groaned loudly as she saw a bottle of vodka in front of her. She reached for another bottle as she hugged the masked man and drunk it all down in one go.

Everyone was watching the strange woman tell them a very dreadful life story, but the assassins were wondering whether they should stop this madwoman to drink another bottle of vodka.

As people were starting to bring handkerchiefs to their noses to stop the snobs of pity, Mirabelle said something completely out of the blue that froze them.

"So... I killed them!" Mirabelle laughed when she said that. The assassin's eyes widened. People dropped their handkerchiefs. The masked man froze.

"Ha... whatever... those bastards got what they deserved..." she laughed and started crying. "You don't believe me! Whatever... they started to call me *BURP* excuse me! Then my fiance sent me to war... that jerk! He abandoned me!"

"I hate them!" she cried. ╥﹏╥ "Hate them! Curse all of them!" she cried. "They framed me even more. They sent assassins daily, they destroyed my home, my people, and my land for years!"

"..." Silence strode over to them. 'What a pitiful life!' they cried inside their head. ╥﹏╥ 'To go mad to kill people! What a disastrous life!' ╥﹏╥.

However the masked man: 'The hell's wrong with people! Did they forget about me?? The person whose shoulders are sore because of this woman! Curse her sob story!' (つ◉益◉)つ

But the masked man seemed to forget that he tried to murder a mass of these people. He must also have a pitying life too!

***

Richard and the coachman knew something was up. The land of Castano was raided by a group of dark mercenaries so they informed the authorities and the Archdukedom that their Mademoiselle went missing.

The butler was furious about what happened and almost had a heart attack when he found out that Mademoiselle went in a vodka bar. Forgetting surviving the raid! Her reputation is completely tarnished! Women cannot drink any alcoholic beverages unless they are married!

Now the Imperial Knights were coming into the village as Mirabelle continued with her sob story. But the situation of the Castano fief was in horrible condition, the mercenaries had burnt down hundreds of houses and villages, killed hundreds of lives, and enslaved a few!

The Archdukedom knights and the Castano knights were in a search for their Mademoiselle as all of these carried on.

***

"Sob* sob* when I wanted to ask the Emperor- that damn fat-" but the masked man muffled her voice and snapped his fingers. He took Mirabelle on his shoulder in a bridal style and warned his assassins that the Knights were coming.

In a blink of an eye: The mysterious people disappeared.

Well, along with the sobbing Mirabelle too...