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.

without even realizing it.

it’s the

carriage behind the two knights the

Laritte was there.

A thought occurred to him that they would have treated

treated her well, the situation

approaching

“Get lost…..Right now.”

their life, even when he didn’t take

and ran off, and got

them to nowhere. Still,

the rear of the

to be of

a carriage

tried to turn the handle, but it was locked.

He murmured a curse.

wife. Why were there so

its sheath and situated it

any swordmasters who would waste

fell to the ground, while the door slowly

revealed the weak figure of

gave her was nowhere to be found and instead, she was wearing a worn-out dress.

in the corner, she looked like a

as they spotted

called out

“Laritte!!”

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

She gasped out.

“…..Ian?”

ago that she came to

ground.

you going to without your

her reply. But, it never came. So, Ian gave up, shifting his eyes

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

“…….”

cried

pain in her finally melting away

the largest emotional

had called her with her name. Her

‘Rose’, but her

her desperate to

he accepting her as

somehow saddened

“Why…..”

murmured, weakly blinking at him.

you yelling

didn’t know

– Redra – thought that Rose was going to be

in the Empire

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

that Ian had come to rescue