Chapter 34

Laritte groped her face mercilessly, as if determined to find out which part of her face was out of shape.

“My eyes? Nose? Mouth? Eyebrows? Which is it?”
“…..What?”

Only after he realized what she was trying to say did his blood become cold.

“Wait. Did anyone say that to you?”
“He……”
“Did he scold you like that?”
“Pardon?”

His voice grew louder with every question.

“Which human becomes ugly overnight? Did you believe that nonsense?”

Grabbing her arm, he pulled her towards him.

“Even if it does, it’s not fair to punish one for their appearance!”

Then, Laritte’s foot slipped off the railing causing her body to tilt in an instant. The wall was high enough to give her goosebumps.

“Ha….!”
“Lari-”

Ian hurried to grab her collar but it tore off. Unfortunately, it was not enough to catch a person.

Leaning forward, he gripped Laritte’s waist, which made them fall together.

Laritte almost stopped breathing.

Was he trying to hurt himself to save her? Then she would die of guilt.

But, it did not matter to Ian.

Today, in 621, the people of Iassa tended to easily think of the word ‘Swordmaster’. A lot of countrymen said they were cursed. They even put a scary tinnitus like a ‘homicide’ as a sign of being wary of and in awe of a Swordmaster, but they looked just like any normal person.

‘Wow……’

Pointing the front nose of his shoes, Ian twirled half-way in mid air along the wall, thus changing their positions. Now, what was approaching the ground was Ian’s back.

“Huff.”

He lightly landed on the ground with Laritte in his arms.

As if dancing a waltz, he stood up softly on the ground. Now, he was standing holding Laritte.

“Really….. Do you not trust your husband?”

She sighed in relief as she got out of his grip. Quickly, she bit on her lips.

“I know.”
“Are you talking nonsense again?”
“No! It’s not that.”

Taking off the jacket, she returned it to Ian.

She knew. It wasn’t her fault to be blamed for her face.

that, they would betray

anger even if I was angry with the Count. You know, if there’s a food

was her fault she didn’t care about

out the truth could Laritte accept

it wasn’t her

“Ian.”

him, taking a step

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

“Yes, what is it?”

began walking after her.

“…..What is it, Laritte?”

the response

called by her name.

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her

after they were born. The memory that sunk into oblivion and could not be recalled

was no

she first heard, which she had

looks just like you……” “Get her away from

had spat out the

and a lowly fairy resembling her mother,

the meal be prepared by now?” “Yes,

been called affectionately in her

there was someone to

“Ian.”

She paused.

him, who was following her as she had predicted.

“…..Laritte?”

detestable name sounded calm

what

I thought, you seem to be sick. Do you have

only to find her

temperature seems to be normal…. How do you feel now?

decided to maintain her

nitpicking, but because

she had climbed up a

I don’t feel bad anymore.”

now there was at least someone to watch

wouldn’t have to tremble anymore when being called by that name

were

***

a table long

kinds of

was engrossed

the fancy dishes with a slightly

Ava responded from

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