Chapter 13

In the meantime, Ian, who had a wound, jumped lightly through the window and came inside.

The villa was quiet again.

Just like when they used to spend their time in silence before.

But, there was no silence as deafening as this time.

“…..”

“…..”

Biting her lips, Larrite wondered how she could get out of this embarrassing situation.

Even if it has been a while since they started to live together, Ian could notice such a small change in her expression.

Somehow, he spoke in order to break the silence.

“You….don’t seem to like cats.”

“…No, actually I like them…”

It became even more awkward.

“Oh, so you like cats.”

“Yeah.”

“Was there a cat passing by? I didn’t see it.”

“Sometimes, it does…”

Their conversation was meaningless.

Laritte decided to put the knife back to its original place.

The blade strangely made a grinding sound as she put it back on the storage rack with no expression on her face.

Krrr

‘Oh, come on.’

She could feel the gaze of Ian from behind her. Turning her head, she peeked, clutching the kitchen counter.

Ian quickly turned his face away from her to avoid getting caught…

But, Larrite was sure that he was looking at her.

“…..”

“…..”

Both of them tried to break the silence but failed every time.

‘Come to think of it, there was something I couldn’t say to him when someone suddenly knocked on the door. The name.’

She thought, feeling chills all over her spine.

“…You know.”

Ian, who was staring at the wall, turned his head towards her in an instant.

Larrite tried to say nothing but…

me

word. She said it out carefully so

“Ah….”

name. That was all.

some extent, it was true. She hated that

one to reel shackles

Gods were introduced to the Iassa Empire through

There was Toban, the God of Life and Death.

an unknown fairy named Tochian,

after washing himself in the river, the fairy named

but poor woman, lived a life of promiscuity, unable to give

not capable

even after

killed her with his own

because she

was an illegitimate child. Larrite had always been a burden to the Count,

Laritte faced Ian.

you can call me

would be the only

real Rose would be

aristocrat would never marry an illegitimate

because of the perception that dirty blood would

“…..”

did

after being silent for a long

He replied.

“….No, thank you.”

“….!”

so much, I

showed that he

not a ‘relaxed’

reacted

decided not to call her by her name.

wanted to become more familiar with

recognize the fact himself

his gaze from Laritte, who was

if

yet, is it? Then, let me help you with

Western Sea for years, just for the sake of

Bartolt was the one who rose to the post of the most talented swordmaster in the Empire as he was presented at the top at the prosecutor’s office after

at ‘cooking’ fish.

used

could not return to the mainland because of his wounds, he had to stay near the sea for

soldiers had to feed themselves

only main ingredient of food

who was the supreme commander, did not have to cook.

to prepare the ingredients while debating about their

remembered the memories of that

fish on the

he needed to

process of removing the fat and bones of

earlier. He would also have been comfortable if it was a sword. He began to cut more skillfully than Larrite.

fact, Larrite had very little experience in cooking.

by someone from the early morning and even when

of the recipes in the book and memorized them.

hand, was easily bending his arm to adjust

his experience added to it, he quickly separated out

put down the knife.

the

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