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 even realizing it.

the Swordmaster……”

fixed on the carriage behind the two knights the Count had sent.

Laritte was there.

to him that they would have treated Laritte in

a single person had treated her well, the situation wouldn’t have gone

approaching the carriage.

“Get lost…..Right now.”

put an end to their life, even

and ran off, and got dissolved into the

the very faint light of the moon, guiding them to nowhere. Still, they continued to run even when they stumbled quite a few times along

Ian walked to the rear of the carriage and stood in

noticed the carriage to be of

a

the handle, but it was

murmured a curse.

wife. Why were there so many interruptions?

its sheath and situated

any swordmasters who would waste their energy in

fell to the ground,

weak figure of

her was nowhere to be

in the corner, she looked like a herbivore

they spotted Ian’s structure.

called out to her.

“Laritte!!”

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

She gasped out.

“…..Ian?”

a few hours ago that she came to

his eyes to the ground. But

the hell were you going to without your husband…..!”

kept gazing down, waiting for her reply. But, it never came. So, Ian gave up, shifting his eyes

eyes shining with tears. It wasn’t long before they spilled out, flowing along her

“…….”

lips, only cried

contained desperation, the pain in her finally melting away

the largest emotional change she

with her name. Her own

but

it made her desperate to search for more clues.

accepting her as the Duchess?

saddened her.

“Why…..”

murmured, weakly blinking at

yelling at

wasn’t her fault that she didn’t know she

that Rose was going to be the Duchess. Even when she

was normal in the Empire of

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

strange that Ian had come to