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

You know, if there’s a food chain in the human race, I am at the bottom of the

to keep thinking that……it was her fault she didn’t care about her

after Ian pointed out the truth could Laritte accept it.

wasn’t her fault.

“Ian.”

him, taking a step

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

“Yes, what is

walking after

“…..What is

was the response she wanted.

by her

“No, it’s nothing.”

terribly hated

were born. The memory that sunk into oblivion and could not

no different.

what she first heard, which she had forgotten so far.

her. She looks just like you……” “Get her

how her mother had spat out the name

born from a God and a lowly fairy resembling her

the meal be prepared by now?” “Yes, let us head

had never been called affectionately in

there was someone to

“Ian.”

She paused.

glanced back at him, who was following her as she had predicted.

“…..Laritte?”

sounded calm

what

be sick. Do

her forehead, only to find her

How do you feel now? Should I call

decided to maintain

nitpicking, but because

she felt like she had climbed up a stone

I don’t feel bad

now there was at least someone to watch

to tremble anymore when being

were enough for now.

***

was laid on a table long enough for dozens of

of rich dishes

chef sure was engrossed in

fancy dishes with a

responded from beside

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