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.

themselves like that, they would betray their

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

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

out the truth could Laritte

it wasn’t her

“Ian.”

called him, taking

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

what is

began walking

is

the response she wanted.

called by

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her

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

was no

which she had forgotten so

in Iassa?” “Sister, don’t do that. Hold her. She looks just like you……” “Get her away from me!” “I know it’s hard, but you should at least give this little one a name. Don’t you have anything

how her mother had spat out the

Goddess, born from a God and a lowly fairy resembling her mother, the illegitimate girl

meal be prepared by now?”

never been called affectionately in her life.

someone

“Ian.”

She paused.

who was following her

“…..Laritte?”

detestable name sounded calm and

was what

you seem to be sick. Do you have a fever?”

touched her forehead, only to find her warm skin against his calloused

to be normal…. How do you feel now? Should

decided to maintain her

nitpicking, but because of

had

I don’t feel bad anymore.”

was at least

tremble anymore when being called by that name either.

small changes were enough for

***

on a table long enough for dozens of people

stood all kinds of rich dishes and

chef sure was engrossed

over the fancy dishes with a slightly

responded from

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