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

the Count. You know, if there’s a food chain in the human

that……it was her fault she didn’t care about her face.

Ian pointed out the

it wasn’t her

“Ian.”

taking a step forward.

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

what is

walking after her.

“…..What is it, Laritte?”

was the response she wanted.

called by her

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her

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

was no

what she first heard, which she had forgotten

child in Iassa?” “Sister, don’t do that. Hold her. She looks just like you……” “Get her away

mother had spat out the

God and a lowly fairy resembling her mother, the illegitimate

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

called affectionately in her

now, there was someone

“Ian.”

She paused.

glanced back at him, who was following her as she

“…..Laritte?”

sounded calm and soothing to her.

what she

be sick. Do you have a fever?”

her warm skin against his calloused

do you feel now? Should I call

to maintain

of Rose’s nitpicking, but because

she felt like she had

I don’t feel

there was at least

have to tremble anymore when

were

***

long enough

kinds of rich

was engrossed

dishes with a slightly tired

from beside Laritte.

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