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.

blamed themselves like that, they would betray their own heart.

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

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

Ian pointed out the truth could Laritte accept

it wasn’t her fault.

“Ian.”

taking a step forward.

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

“Yes, what is it?”

began walking

is it,

was the response she

called by her name.

“No, it’s nothing.”

terribly hated

had a memory to hold on to right after they were born. The memory that sunk into oblivion and could not be

was no

first heard, which she had forgotten so

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

how her mother had spat out

a lowly fairy resembling her mother, the illegitimate

by now?” “Yes, let

been called affectionately in

was someone to

“Ian.”

She paused.

glanced back at him, who was

“…..Laritte?”

detestable name sounded calm and soothing to

what she

thought, you seem to be sick. Do

only to find her

temperature seems to be normal…. How do you feel

maintain her face.

but because of Ian’s strong

she had climbed

don’t feel bad anymore.”

now there was at least someone to watch over

have to tremble anymore when being called by that

small changes were enough

***

a table long enough

it stood all kinds of rich dishes

sure was engrossed in his work.”

the fancy dishes

responded from beside Laritte.

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