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

Count. You know,

was better to keep thinking that……it was her fault she

out the

wasn’t her

“Ian.”

called him, taking a step

“…..Yes.”

Ian replied softly.

“Yes, what is it?”

walking

“…..What is it, Laritte?”

was the response she

by

“No, it’s nothing.”

hated

on to right after they were born. The memory that

was no different.

first heard, which she had

like you……” “Get her away from me!” “I know it’s hard, but you should at least

spat out the

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

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

never been called affectionately

there was someone to call her

“Ian.”

She paused.

back at him, who was following her as she

“…..Laritte?”

name sounded calm and soothing

what

you seem to be sick.

her warm skin against

do you feel now? Should I call

maintain her

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

like she had climbed

I don’t feel bad anymore.”

there was at least someone to watch

wouldn’t have to tremble anymore when being called

were enough for now.

***

a table long enough for dozens of people to

stood all kinds of

was engrossed in his

glanced over the fancy dishes with

Ava responded from beside Laritte.

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