The Returnee Noble Lady Attacks His Majesty the Dragon Emperor

t’s okay.
I’m sleep deprived and using magic burdens me.”

“S, sleep deprived… Then, how about resting some?”

“I can’t rest, you’re all a bunch of incompetents.”

He accidentally blurted his true feelings.

“…Moreover, the food isn’t good for digestion.
I’ve also missed my medicinal baths…”

“D, do you want to rest?!”

Before Hadith could answer, the other side of the wall exploded.
Screams erupted, and some people collapsed.

Hadith clicked his tongue and swung his sword while shouting—

“—Found him! He’s on the wall, currently heading for the roof! Don’t let him escape!”

“Don’t flinch! Let’s surround him!”

“Believe in the baker!”

It was great that they listened to his commands properly, but the last statement came out of nowhere.
As they complied, a soldier with a solid physique called out to Hadith.

“Baker!? What happened to you?! Were you attacked by the enemy!?”

“No, it seems like the baker is getting tired.
I’m sorry, but we still need you…”

The words of the soldier, who supported Hadith by his shoulder, made him nauseous.
A well-built soldier then supported him from the other side.

“Sorry, but please be patient.
If you collapse now, it’ll be detrimental to our morale.”

“…Just focus on my instructions.
You should be able to find General South, soon.”

“Maybe, but we need you.”

Towards that, Hadith blinked.
The soldier spoke while giving him a slight glance.

“It’s a shame that you’re a baker.
Why don’t you come to our side?”

“Stop it, this baker is an imperial.”

“That’s right, while we’re anti-imperial… Regardless, you’re a good person.”

It was the first time ever since Hadith was born that he was told that.
Perhaps because of that, excuses started flowing from his mouth.

“It’s because the grandma from the bakery was nice to me…”

The grandma, who recognized the signs of battle, held Hadith’s hand in concern.
She also gave him some bread to eat.
Hadith liked them.
Their simple taste was simply something that he couldn’t imitate.

“The townspeople are also worried…”

‘I’m sorry’, ‘thank you’, ‘please’—

—for some reason, as a roaring sound erupted from the temple’s cellar.
The soldiers didn’t seem to be the only ones engulfed by the sound.

“Besides, if I were to flee, my wife will surely be disappointed…”

“So, you have a wife! You absolutely have to return, then!”

“It’s alright.
Even if it costs me my life, I will guarantee your safe return.”

They’re willing to risk their lives for me?

While being supported by his shoulders, Hadith wondered that.