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The screams outside stirred up a commotion.
“Young Lady... No, Your Excellency! Are you alright?!”
A group of people burst in with a loud clatter, their faces freezing in shock, then they saw what was happening inside. Her clothes were slightly disheveled, and her neatly styled pink hair was now a mess. In front of her was a man groaning on the floor, subdued, and Davey, who had taken him down.
“Your Excellency!!”
They looked flustered at first, but quickly regained their composure, surrounding Tsuna defensively while keeping a wary eye on Davey and the man on the ground.
“P-Prince Davey?! What in the world is going on?”
“This is the first lesson. Remember it well,” Davey said in a firm tone.
The man on the floor gritted his teeth and shouted, “Y-You son of a—Ugh!!”
He didn’t get far before he retched and collapsed completely limp onto the floor.
Davey released the pressure from the man’s nape and slowly stood up, brushing himself off lightly before turning to look at Tsuna de Murgent.
“Is the security of a ducal household supposed to be this sloppy?”
The man lying on the floor, though dressed neatly, was clearly one of the soldiers Davey had seen when first arriving at the mansion.
“Your Excellency! What on earth happened?”
“It looks like Salan fell for the Marquis’s tricks.”
Judging by the situation, the man had originally been a liegeman of the ducal house, ultimately lured into betrayal by the marquis. He must’ve been planning to either kill her or ruin her in some way. Given that disturbing her already fragile mental state would already be a big win for them, it made sense for that kind of thing to have happened.
“W-What?! You bastard!!”
Those who tied up the fallen Salan shouted in fury.
“If Prince Davey hadn't arrived, who knows what could’ve happened...” Tsuna said as she looked at the unconscious Salan with a complicated expression.
In her eyes...
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