When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 20

She could endure the slaps on her cheeks as a punishment for a crime she didn’t even commit.

But this?

Laritte’s legs became numb.

She didn’t fall to the ground, thanks to the people who caught her from behind.

Rose heard her shriek through the cracks of the door as she closed them.

She rushed down to the first floor, smirking. As she reached the floor, she met the Count.

Rose asked, catching her breath as she was walking at a fast pace.

“So, what exactly is going on, father?”
“We don’t know. Your mother went back to check on in the castle as soon as she heard about the Duke’s appearance. I’ve been waiting to hear from you….”

The Count said sweeping his chin, where he had begun to grow a beard, with his fingers.

Why did Ian Reinhardt appear in the castle?

If it were him, he would have lived the rest of his life in hiding.

Rebellion was one of the most serious crimes in the world.

Even if the royal family did something merciful, why did he have to show up in the castle when he was a traitor?

There must be some reason.

The Count fell into a deep agony.

***

Now let us go back to the beginning and perceive the day from Ian’s point of view.

“Looks like we’ll have to get separated here.”
“If possible….I’ll come and visit you in a few days after I’m done with my business.”

After Ian and Laritte bid each other a goodbye, they began pacing in opposite directions slowly.

As he glanced backwards, he was able to confirm Laritte entering the Banquet Hall.

Unfortunately, he didn’t hear the words, “The Duchess, Laritte Reinhardt, is here.”

It was a chance to know her real name.

Ian kept moving.

Every single moment he had spent with her at the villa flooded into his mind.

The first one was when he tasted her meat stew.

“Do you like it?”

That was the first thing she said to Ian.

So, what did he say? Nothing?

clearly remembered the aroma of the stew. A scent mixed with

made it was

rising

cup of milk tea

savory tea of the right

made him

things passed

he was surprised that an uninvited guest did all the chores

thought the time they spent staying there, separated away from the world, would last forever, but here he

“…….”

fixed his robes as he

time to make a

would be annoying if he caused

eyes of Laritte again, which rarely

imperial security system were in groups of

since it was passed on by a deputy defense minister nearly a hundred years ago. It was much more effective to neutralize them one by one. Therefore, it was necessary to divert their attention to resolve it

corridor where there

were approaching

and threw it lightly towards the opposite pillar as soon as they passed

coin hit the floor, creating a ringing

hear that?”

of the two men returned to the place and searched the area carefully.

then, let’s resume our patrol.”

guard in the front started

there could be any problem inside the Imperial Palace right away. So, it might

cautiously moved as the other guard rushed towards the

his mouth so that the guard

“…..!”
“Shh.”

quietly struck him at his neck, knocking him

next target was the guard in

the dagger from his left boot. The next second, he kicked the ground with his right foot and took out his

turned his head to the sound of

“What…..”

vision was covered by Ian as

defend himself, he got hit at his head with the handle of

“Sigh.”

available at the end of

to Ian that he couldn’t kill them but had to knock them

to dispose of the guards around him one

techniques that he had shown Laritte during their

had an

Ian was like a flesh-cutting beast……

nature as a Swordmaster did not follow the true antecedent. It was only a name that he gained with some kind of

at the forefront of the whole dispute by the imperial order, so the nickname “murderer”

currently had no hesitation.

quite a few people had fainted,

should be enough.’

at the spot where he had separated with Laritte.

were already gathered at the main hall by

allowed to enter this hall unless you’re an

guard and walked forward to open the door.

budge at all, he