Of course, what came out of his mouth was different from what he was thinking.

"The only thing I need to tell my fiancée is that I made it back. There’s nothing wrong between us."

"You know, when someone insists ‘there’s nothing wrong,’ it usually means something is wrong."

"…Quit running your mouth and give me the rest of the information—"

"Oh, Your Highness. Just a little further now!"

Rick suddenly blurted out nonsense and pointed at the wall. A faint light seeped through the cracks.

A warning. Someone could be listening.

"Your Highness. Yes, I do believe that way would be a better choice—!"@@novelbin@@

Overacting as if on cue, Rick hurled a stone toward the side of the tunnel.

With a loud crash, a pit was revealed beneath the debris of an old, broken cart.

The farce continued.

"Your Highness! Are you alright?"

"…I’m fine. Instead of standing there gawking, why don’t you actually help me, you sluggish bastard?"

"I wasn’t expecting Your Highness to be so careless. Did you really believe the ground would be stable just because you’re walking on it? Why weren’t you watching where you stepped?"

"I was moved by the sight of my errand boy quaking in fear before the monster’s overwhelming presence! I felt I had to take the lead!"

"I was not quaking! If anything, it’s Your Highness’s recklessness—oh, it’s fine now. From here, we should be out of earshot."

"Hah… What an embarrassingly low-quality act."

"Your Highness seemed to enjoy improvising quite a bit yourself. And when exactly did I tremble?"

Fair enough.

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