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.

if one blamed themselves like that, they would betray their own

way to relieve my anger even if I was angry with the Count. You know, if there’s

her

the truth could Laritte accept

it wasn’t her

“Ian.”

him, taking a step

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

what is it?”

began walking after

“…..What is it, Laritte?”

was the response she wanted.

by her name.

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her

right after they were born. The memory

was no different.

she first heard, which she had

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

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

now?” “Yes, let us head inside.”

called affectionately in her life.

someone to call her softly.

“Ian.”

She paused.

was following

“…..Laritte?”

detestable name sounded calm

that was what

to be sick. Do you

find her warm skin against his

normal…. How do you feel now?

decided to maintain her face.

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

like she had

feel bad

least someone to watch over

when being called by

were enough for

***

long enough for dozens of

all kinds of

sure was engrossed

fancy dishes with a slightly tired face.

from beside

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