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

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

thinking that……it was her fault

pointed out the truth could

it wasn’t her fault.

“Ian.”

called him, taking a

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

“Yes, what

began walking

“…..What is

was the response she

called by

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her

born. The memory that sunk into oblivion and

no different.

first heard, which she had

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

mother had spat out the name

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

the meal be prepared by now?” “Yes, let us head inside.”

been called affectionately in her life.

now, there was someone to call her

“Ian.”

She paused.

him, who was following her as she had predicted.

“…..Laritte?”

name sounded calm and soothing to her.

was what

to be sick.

to find her warm

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

to maintain her face.

nitpicking, but because of Ian’s strong words.

she felt like she had

I don’t feel bad

there was at least someone

anymore when being called by

changes were enough

***

was laid on a table long enough

stood all kinds of rich dishes and delicacies.

chef sure was engrossed in his work.”

glanced over the fancy dishes with a slightly

from beside

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