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.

and uttered without

it’s the Swordmaster……”

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

Laritte was there.

boiling up in him like lava. A thought occurred to him that they would

treated her well, the situation wouldn’t have

said, approaching the

“Get lost…..Right now.”

to put an end to their life,

and got

Still, they continued to run even when they

soon as they disappeared, Ian walked to the rear of the carriage and

the carriage to be

a

turn the handle,

He murmured a curse.

to see his wife. Why were there so many

of its sheath and situated it in

be any swordmasters who would waste their energy in this way except

to the ground, while the door slowly

weak

was nowhere to be found and

the corner, she looked like a herbivore being driven to a dead

widened as they spotted Ian’s structure.

called out to her.

“Laritte!!”

which she had finally recovered from, passed through her weak stature.

She gasped out.

“…..Ian?”

was just a few hours ago that she came

his eyes to the ground.

you going to without your

her reply. But, it never came. So,

ocean blue eyes shining with tears. It wasn’t long

“…….”

down her lips, only cried with a calm expression on her

pain in her

largest emotional change she has shown.

her with her

‘Rose’, but her

desperate to

accepting her as the Duchess?

saddened her.

“Why…..”

weakly blinking

you yelling

her fault that she didn’t know she

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

was normal in

obviously considered

it was strange that Ian had