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My Knight Rescuer is a Jerk! So Why should I ignore the Prince?

"Always remember, no matter how much a fae may seem like they experience emotions, no matter how human like a fae may behave...a fae can never be a human." The Keybearer. A young maiden from another world foretold by ancient prophesy, destined to collect the seven keys and save the world. Surely that's the kind of story that finds some plucky high schooler dreaming of adventure and whisks them off to find their true love, right? Overworked salary women like Emily have long passed the point where such fantasies can come true, and even if they did, it's not like she'd know the first thing about what to do. ...So of course, nobody even bothered to ask her before dropping her into an entirely new world full of magic and danger. Like the three hungry orcs eyeing her as soon as she wakes up. "What do you mean I can sense the keys if I use magic?! What magic?!" If Emily could, she'd have immediately issued a rejection letter, but unfortunately, the only way back is to finish her quest somehow. But it's not all danger and confusion. The knight who rushed into battle to save her is charming and kind and gorgeous, and the beautiful and lonely prince has a soft and kind smile only for her. If everyone she meets along the way is like them... Well. It can't be that bad, right? "...--I'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY A PAINTING?!"

Amesaya · Fantasie
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169 Chs

One Hundred and Forty-Fifth

She felt herself turn a few shades pinker.

Adrien didn't know...

He had no way of knowing, right?

"Is that it?"

"W-What is what?" She stammered, feigning ignorance.

It was difficult, but she was trying her best.

She had no idea why this was happening to her.

This wasn't some shoujo manga!

It didn't make any sense that she'd just get randomly embarrassed or flustered like a schoolgirl over things like that!

She was a full grown woman!

This was a serious situation!

She needed to learn some self control.

"This carving... is it the one to continue from here?" Adrien asked again, frowning in concern as he held out the carving in question.

"Y-yeah."

"Excellent. That is also what I thought." He nodded in satisfaction, adding the carving to the sorted stack. He moved towards the next one, looking over the next in line. He stopped abruptly and peered closely at the image for several seconds.