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.

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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 and

made it was sitting right in

his temperature rising the very next

a cup of milk tea mixed

tea of

made him feel relaxed.

things passed through his

that an uninvited guest did all

away from the world, would last forever, but here he was.

“…….”

as he walked

to make a conclusion.

to take care of their tight security. It would be annoying if he caused the gathering of all imperial

eyes of Laritte again, which rarely shone unknowingly.

rules of the imperial security system

a hundred years ago. It was much more effective to neutralize them one by one. Therefore, it was

walked up to a deep deserted corridor where there would be less security and hid behind a

were

lightly towards the opposite pillar

the floor, creating a

hear that?” “I’ll take a

men returned to the place and searched the area carefully. He scratched his head when he didn’t

then, let’s resume

front

the Imperial Palace right away. So,

as the other guard

the guard in front wouldn’t hear him.

“…..!”
“Shh.”

neck, knocking him over in a flash.

target was the guard in front of

The next second, he kicked the ground with his right foot and took

to the sound of the fast footsteps.

“What…..”

vision was covered by Ian as he leaped

his head with the handle of Ian’s sword, and thereby, lost his consciousness.

“Sigh.”

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somehow annoying to Ian that he couldn’t

of the guards around

completely different from the mopping techniques that he had shown Laritte during

Swordmasters had an extremely terrifying

like a flesh-cutting

a Swordmaster did not follow the true antecedent. It was only a name that he gained with some kind of awe about his power. As a warning that he should never be confronted.

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

had no hesitation.

a few people had

should be enough.’

spot where he had separated with

families, including the royal family, were already gathered at the main hall by now.

to enter this hall unless you’re an aristocrat.”

walked forward to open the

to stop Ian in astonishment, but when he didn’t budge

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