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 own heart.

even if I was angry with the Count. You know,

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

out the

wasn’t her fault.

“Ian.”

taking

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

what is

began walking after her.

is it,

was the response she

by her

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her name.

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

over. How can 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

her mother had spat

a lowly fairy resembling

now?” “Yes, let us head

never been called affectionately in her

someone

“Ian.”

She paused.

at him, who was following

“…..Laritte?”

name sounded calm and soothing

that was what she wanted.

I thought, you seem to be sick.

find her

be normal…. How do you

decided to maintain her

Rose’s nitpicking, but because of Ian’s

had

don’t feel

at least someone to watch

to tremble anymore when being called by that name either.

were enough for

***

cloth was laid on a table long enough

it stood all kinds of rich

chef sure was engrossed

fancy dishes with a slightly

Ava responded from beside

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255