When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 27

Ian had ridden a horse across the street to find Laritte.

But when he reached the gate, her carriage had already left the capital.

“How long has it been since the wagon of Count Brumayer had passed this area?”

A guard at the southern door recognized Ian and hurried to search through the entry and exit documents. A cursive handwriting grazing on the old clumps of the papers was seen.

“15…..It’s been 15 minutes, sire!”
“Thank you.”

They wouldn’t have gone that far.

Since the path outside the capital was dark, Ian borrowed a lamp from the gate before galloping away on his horse.

It was still early spring and the night breeze wasn’t much comforting. It bit his skin. His cheeks were getting red under the fierce fangs of the wind.

If it wasn’t Ian, he wouldn’t be able to endure it.

He continued combing through the various paths.

Riding a horse at night with a single source of light in one’s hand could be very dangerous.

Something in him once asked why he wanted to give up his life like this.

But all he could think about now was that he needed to find Laritte.

His outstanding horse-riding skills shone in the dark.

“Huff….”

He could faintly hear the sound of wheels scratching on the stony path somewhere in the distance.

Ian soon blocked the way by turning his horse right in front of it.

The horse that was leading the carriage neighed loudly at the sudden hindrance before coming to a stop.

The horse was scared. If it was trained well, he could have moved according to its master’s instructions, but Count Brumayer was too ignorant.

The driver of the carriage got furious.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you!”

Even when he slashed the reins on the horse’s back, it was static at its place.

Cursing under his breath, his gaze moved on to the man who stood in front of him.

“What do you think you’re doing in front of the Earl’s wagon?!”

Because of the darkness, he could only make out the silhouette of his opponent.

“……This is the wagon of Count Brumayer?”
“Well, it is! Don’t you know? Can’t you see the crest of the red bird? Come on, get out of our way!”

Ian jumped down from his horse and walked to the carriage. It was not long before he appeared under the light of the carriage.

His gold orbs were dangerously glistening over his dark skin. It could not have been more frightening than a lion appearing in the middle of a mountainous road. A stance intimidating enough to make shivers run down in one’s spine.

gasped and uttered without

the

were fixed on the carriage behind the two knights the

Laritte was there.

in him like lava. A thought occurred to him that they would have treated Laritte

treated her well, the situation wouldn’t have gone this far.

said, approaching the

“Get lost…..Right now.”

end to their life, even when he didn’t

off, and got dissolved into the darkness without even thinking about taking the lamp.

nowhere. Still, they continued to run even when they stumbled

the rear of

noticed the carriage to be of a very

ever seen a carriage

turn the handle, but it

it.” He murmured a curse.

wife. Why were there

of its sheath and situated it in the crack.

be any swordmasters who would waste

and fell to the ground, while the

revealed the weak figure

her was nowhere to be found and instead, she was

she looked like a herbivore being driven to

widened as they spotted

out to her.

“Laritte!!”

of relief and resentment, which she had finally recovered from, passed through her

She gasped out.

“…..Ian?”

a few hours ago that she

ground. But the

you going

for her reply. But, it never came. So,

silent, her ocean blue eyes shining with tears. It wasn’t long before they spilled out,

“…….”

pressed down her lips, only cried with a calm expression on her face.

contained desperation, the pain in her

largest emotional change she

her name. Her own

‘Rose’, but her

her desperate to search for more clues.

accepting her as the

saddened

“Why…..”

murmured, weakly blinking

are you yelling

she didn’t know she

Redra – thought that Rose was going to be the Duchess. Even when

normal in the

commoner. And an illegitimate child was obviously considered ominous to be a bride for an aristocrat. They were a living insult

that Ian had come to rescue