I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

7. This time it’s the Patrol Team’s (Everyone go and bookmark the new book!)

Everyone go and bookmark the new book, get moving, why aren’t you moving, Tiao Ao.

“The Beautiful Girl is Actually My Tool”

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Moriarty, the captain of the Dai Ying Empire Patrol Team, leads a “patrol team” that does not take orders from any officials but directly serves the queen’s secret interventions.

The true identity of this captain is also extremely secretive; on the surface, she is merely a civil servant whom anyone with a slight status in the Dai Ying Empire can bully. Of course, if someone truly lacks the eyes to bully her, they might find themselves naked and humiliated on the street by nightfall.

All of this is absolute confidentiality, and I only learned about it recently from the queen. Moreover, the script had already indicated Moriarty’s attitude towards me at the first moment, so at this moment, I certainly would not let my guard down just because she looked like a “little child.”

After all, even the queen beside me had become considerably more “serious” than just a moment ago.

This is simply a case of wolves in front and tigers behind. I had just relied on the queen to “deal with” that dangerous figure, Zerola, who could send me to my demise with a single word, and now here comes Moriarty, who is a completely different level of “difficulty.” I fear even the queen herself knows that whatever “threat” she uses this time will be utterly ineffective.

She directly ignored me and walked towards Moriarty.

This cannot be considered neglect on her part; rather, it is quite the opposite.

The queen seems to intend to “handle it personally”? The fact that she didn’t drag me along as a scapegoat truly surprised me.

“What brings you here? I remember you had other matters to attend to, Moriarty?”

“Just betting on a few people’s mouths, it doesn’t take much time. It’s just that you, Queen, have given me too much free time. After hearing you were with Zerola, I came to pick you up, that’s all.”

Unlike the respectful demeanor that Uncle Zerola had when facing the queen, which required at least some pleasantries, Moriarty’s attitude towards the queen was much more relaxed, as if she were facing a friend.

However, she quickly made me realize her “danger” in a different aspect compared to Zerola—her ease was not casual. After her words, which had no loopholes, her gaze quickly turned towards me.

Moriarty’s suspicion of my script was not a joke.

“Let’s go back together and exchange notes on our recent affairs. But before that… Queen, what should we do about this fiancé you found?”

The queen was unusually silent for a moment.

After all, she seemed to want to “protect me,” but unfortunately, Moriarty had directly “collided” with me. It was clear she intended to latch onto the question of “Why did you, Queen, randomly find a strange man and even plan to marry him!?” and not let go.

She didn’t question like Zerola did, only to receive no response and leave the queen with a pile of handles. Instead, she casually mentioned me, which naturally forced the queen to respond.

Hiss… Compared to Zerola, who was only dangerous in terms of “power,” dealing with this captain of the patrol is going to be much more troublesome!

“Of course, I’m going back with him~ We are currently in the ‘honeymoon’ phase~ Can you not interfere and be a third wheel, Moriarty?”

“Ha… honeymoon phase, huh.”

Moreover, it’s not just a “thinking” danger; from Moriarty’s recent chuckle, it’s clear that her understanding of the queen is probably no less than mine!

Sure enough, upon having her thoughts detected, even the queen could only glare at her displeasedly.

“Enough, this is my decision, and you… seem not surprised at all.”

“Why should I be surprised? I’m just working for you; I don’t need to speculate on what you do or think.”

After glacing at me, Moriarty adjusted her glasses. “As long as you don’t do anything that clearly violates the content of our ‘contract,’ I won’t interfere. Having said so much, do you still mind me being your ‘ third wheel’ throughout, Your Majesty?”

This time, the Queen did not refuse.

Moriarty was “one of us,” and she had also shown acceptance and affirmation of my presence as this “stinky man.” With these two points combined, the Queen probably dismissed any doubts about her subordinate. So, after this, on the way back to the capital of the Great Ying Empire, I had to endure the pressure of being “watched closely by this captain of the patrol.”

As for the Queen? When nothing was happening, this young idol wouldn’t care about me. Look, she was leaning on my shoulder, pretending to be the innocent and lively girl!

And for me, the dangerous script still existed, the pressure… came from this uh… little midget in front of me? Uh, old lady?

Forget it, I’m scared to death; I won’t say anything.

However, just because I don’t say anything doesn’t mean she won’t come over.

In the next moment, Moriarty tilted her head, scrutinized me for a while, and then slowly spoke.

“Although I can guess that there must be some sort of mutual benefit between you, I’ve never seen someone like this top ‘idol’ of the Great Ying Empire willing to exchange to the point of even bringing up her own marriage.”

“Ah… now that you mention it, I’m getting jealous. Li De, how did you get her to accept you?”

How the hell would I know!?

Maybe the so-called “prophetic” power I displayed was really important? Or perhaps it was because I had acted as a “living Lei Feng” a few times, quietly sending some “tip-off letters” to the Queen?

Anyway, I now felt that my relationship with the Queen was very “stable.” Of course…

My true identity was also exposed one night when I went to “deliver a letter,” with the Queen holding a sword across my neck. This was our “secret,” even bypassing Moriarty, the captain of the patrol who managed things for the Queen .

So, I couldn’t carelessly reveal anything. There was no reason; both the Queen and I wanted to keep it hidden—me for my life, her for her “means of control,” that was all.

“Just… just an ordinary acquaintance?”

“…I see, or·di·nary~”

Moriarty seemed to believe my words and shifted her gaze away.

After all, just based on her completely emotionless expression, resembling a version of the Queen, I didn’t think she would have any interest in me.

If possible, I would like to think so.

However, there has been something that hasn’t disappeared since I was just questioned by Moriarty, so…

This elegantly dressed little midget’s so-called “trust” in me is not directed at me, but rather towards the queen.

It seems she wants to gain the queen’s trust, and naturally… she can then bypass the queen, unrestrained and unencumbered, to “do something” to me.

Denying it… is also useless, Moriarty.

After all, no matter how cleverly you conceal your true feelings, even managing to temporarily deceive the queen with your closeness to her, you cannot fool me.

The “thing” I have here has been telling me about your intentions since just now.

It’s called… the script.

【Moriarty suspects Euclid’s intentions towards the queen!】

This kind of content has reminded me many times.

You want me to believe that you have “accepted” me? How is that possible.