Chapter 9

 

“It tastes good… I enjoyed it.”

 

Ian was not very eloquent. However, it was only a few times that he felt sorry for that.

 

‘How can I express this subtle feeling!’

 

‘Damn my tongue.’

 

But Laritte felt proud and content just by watching Ian eat.

 

She was already having thoughts about what she would prepare for their next meal.

 

 

“How do you wash the dishes after you eat? Can you show me?”

 

Laritte’s eyes became sharp as he tried to get up to do the dishes.

 

Her eyes were on his abdomen.

 

‘If you move another foot towards the sink, I will stab you in the wound again.’

 

…..It was clearly like a line of poetry.

 

She was not the only one who could see his dreadful condition. Ian faltered and had to sit back on the chair.

 

He noticed that there was only a rocking chair instead of tables and chairs on the first floor.

 

 

So it was clear that they took away the ones that were existing and sold them. A table must have been brought out from the dusty second floor.

 

Ian sighed, aware of the fact that Laritte had worked hard for him again.

 

He needed to get well soon so that he could help Laritte in getting more comfortable around the house.

 

“Ah.”

 

Thinking of something, Ian exclaimed suddenly.

 

‘Come to think of it, there is something we can talk about.’

 

Which was to explain to her the truth about him being framed for treason.

 

 

The last time he tried, he collapsed and lost his consciousness.

 

‘Sometimes, I forget that she treats me like a normal person and not as a traitor.’

 

“Do you have anything to do right now? If not, there is something I have to say.”

 

“What is it?”

 

Ian hesitated for a moment.

 

It was not that he didn’t trust Laritte now, but he had some doubts that it would be difficult for her to understand.

 

“Maybe you would not believe me, but….”

 

He uttered hollow words again and again.

 

‘What is the hold up for?’

 

Laritte waited patiently, but she was curious at the same time.

 

“…..that I was framed for the conspiracy.”

 

“Huh?”

 

He thought she would say, “Oh, I see. It’s not a big deal” and would just let it go.

 

The first time they met, Laritte was quite surprised when Ian had blurted out, “I didn’t do it.”

 

sure if it was about the

 

was not really

 

true, it would be

 

owner of the

 

family was the second

 

 

the Duke owned a great amount

 

the

 

swordmasters was over 60 years old and was out of active

 

talented swordmasters were

 

of Ian, betrayed him, only three

 

her mouth after thinking

 

 

then

 

but Ian was

 

because she just came straight

 

the royal palace was the

 

how much she could not trust

 

she tried to satisfy herself by

 

had to make his own efforts for clearing himself of

 

she think he was

 

light of trust flickered

 

Ian started.

 

I am

 

have any

 

man who attacked me is

 

had said when he stabbed him,

 

become an enemy of the

 

Bartolt said, sneering.

 

the second

 

put his hand inside his

 

he have something like

 

stared at the

 

liquid inside it, held by a thin silver chain. At a glance, one

 

habit since she started

 

 

saw expensive things, she would replace them

 

how much potatoes can

 

inside it was more important than the glass

 

if it was

 

fear that this bottle

 

“Dragon’s tears….!”

 

Dragon.

 

and dealt with the flow of mana

 

knew the way of using magic like the

 

 

no encounter between

 

few, they lived in a place that had a very hot temperature, that could even melt the

 

on a mountain that lacked

 

times when a dragon could not even withstand its own

 

was a long time ago when the unstable dragons were flooded

 

humans,

 

interfered with

 

if their race caused

 

inferiors, De Ragon, who was a runaway, was not even considered in

 

 

they were weak, runaway and unstable dragons, the

 

the swordmasters

 

the runaway dragon that killed thousands of humans

 

can’t believe you have

 

whole body, that was caught,

 

contained mana and displayed

 

example, it was also used to identify

 

of the child and was dropped on

 

method by which Laritte was identified as the daughter of Count

 

these ‘treasures’, the tears that were collected

 

effect of the ‘last tears’

 

It was a

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