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?

aroma of the stew. A scent mixed with meat

the woman who made it was

his temperature rising the very

given him a cup of milk tea mixed with sugar.

savory tea of the right temperature

him

other things passed through his

times when he was surprised that an uninvited guest did

time they spent staying there, separated away from the world,

“…….”

fixed his robes as he walked down

was time to make

care of their tight security. It would be annoying if he

the emotionless blue eyes of

security

passed on by a deputy defense minister nearly a hundred years ago. It was

deep deserted corridor where there would be less security and hid behind

two guards were approaching him

one coin out of his robe and threw it lightly towards the

hit the floor, creating

you hear that?” “I’ll take

shorter of the two men returned to the place and searched the area carefully. He scratched his head when he didn’t find anything

here!” “All right then, let’s resume our patrol.”

front

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

cautiously moved as the other guard rushed towards the first one.

sealed his mouth so that the guard in

“…..!”
“Shh.”

him at his neck,

guard

second, he

turned his head to the

“What…..”

was covered by Ian as he leaped

chance to defend himself, he got hit at his head with the handle of Ian’s sword, and thereby, lost his

“Sigh.”

chapters are available at the end of the

Ian that he couldn’t kill them but

dispose of the guards around

was completely different from the mopping techniques that he had shown Laritte during their time at the villa.

Swordmasters had an extremely terrifying reputation.

them, Ian was like a

follow the true antecedent. It was only a name that he gained with some kind of

dispute by the

currently had

people had fainted, Ian estimated the

should be

the spot where he had separated with

the royal family, were already gathered at the main

allowed to enter this hall unless you’re an

and walked forward to open the door.

in astonishment, but when he didn’t budge at all, he realized he wasn’t a match for this

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