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.

like that, they would betray their own

was no way to relieve my anger even if I was angry with the Count. You know, if there’s a food

was her fault she

Ian pointed out the truth could Laritte

wasn’t her

“Ian.”

him, taking a step

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

“Yes, what is it?”

walking

is it, Laritte?”

was the response she

called by her

“No, it’s nothing.”

terribly hated her name.

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

was no

first heard, which

I survive with a child 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

her mother had spat out

a God and a lowly fairy resembling her mother,

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

had never been called affectionately

there was someone to call her

“Ian.”

She paused.

back at him, who was following her as

“…..Laritte?”

detestable name sounded calm

that was what she

you seem to be sick.

her warm skin against his calloused palm.

be normal…. How do you

decided to maintain her

Rose’s nitpicking, but because of Ian’s strong words.

she had climbed

I don’t feel bad

there was at least someone

when being called by that name either.

changes were

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on a table long enough for dozens of people to eat.

stood all kinds of rich dishes and delicacies.

was engrossed in his work.”

over the fancy dishes with a slightly tired

from

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