I Am The Assistant Of The Holy Knight, Gaemangnani

~PLOT~

I was possessed by a dystopian romance novel.

I was Mayna Winslet, a noblewoman with a flower garden and a head full of flowers.

Dungeons? Other people’s business.

Monsters? I hate them because they’re ugly.

Hahahaha. She lived a life of partying and shopping, but

one day, her father was falsely accused of killing the emperor, and her family fell into

ruin. Miss Mayna, once as precious as a jewel, became a beggar princess overnight.

“Mayna Winslet. Would you like to work with me?”

Just before she was about to be dragged off to a brothel with a huge debt, he appeared. Caliph Lennox, a top-class paladin from the slums.

And so Mayna became the Caliph’s aide.

* * *

Seven years later.

“Yes, reporter.

What’s the relationship between Lord Lennox and Lady Viviana?

Of course they’re close colleagues.”

She suppressed the scandals she was spreading like crazy.

“Lord Lennox! Wake up.

It’s five minutes before the dungeon closes!”

She woke her up and sent her to work.

“I have no appetite. Get out of here.”

“Even if it’s just a spoonful. A knight is a rice cooker. Don’t you know?”

“Airplane.”

“……Shoooooooooo!”

Fighting against the wind, I fed the 190cm, 93kg muscular adult man food.

“Bring the underwear for Princess Hina to change into in front of the door.”

I listened to him without a word until the dog-like night market.

All that was left was a life like the shadow of a brilliant top star… …

That’s why I made up my mind. I’m going to throw away that knight who can’t do anything without me, and go find my own life!