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

even if I was angry with the Count. You know, if there’s a food

thinking that……it was her

out the truth

it wasn’t her fault.

“Ian.”

taking

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

what is it?”

began walking

is it, Laritte?”

was the response she wanted.

by her

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated her

to right after they were born. The memory that sunk into oblivion

was no different.

heard, which she had forgotten so far.

is over. How can I survive with a child in Iassa?” “Sister, don’t do that. Hold her. She looks just like you……” “Get her

mother had spat out the name

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

be prepared by now?” “Yes,

never been called affectionately in

someone to call her

“Ian.”

She paused.

glanced back at him, who was following her as she had predicted.

“…..Laritte?”

calm

that was what she wanted.

to be sick. Do you

forehead, only to find her warm skin

How do you feel now? Should

to maintain her face.

because of Rose’s nitpicking, but because

had climbed up a

feel bad

at least

anymore when being called by that name either.

small changes were enough for

***

a table long enough for dozens of people to eat.

kinds of rich

sure was engrossed in

the fancy dishes with a slightly tired

responded from

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