Chapter 15

He knew how much Laritte loved this old villa.

The first floor was always free of dust (The second floor had been abandoned.) The walls were clean too.

Before he came to this house, she had also bought a seedling and raised it well.

Little flowers used to bloom every day on the table where she usually took her meals.

Laritte told him.

But each and every one of them was a lie!

“No, it can’t be like this. I should be the one to do it.”

Ian turned around, clutching the invitation.

Laritte tried to snatch it from behind.

“If you go alone and fail……”

“…..?”

“I can confess to the government that I was the one who invited you.”

She was really stubborn.

He frowned and glanced back at her.

Her face was still calm.

“Or you’ll be executed.”

“I wouldn’t be.”

“Really?”

‘How can you be so sure?’

When she asked again, he hesitated.

She was the last person to know about his whereabouts.

‘What if he actually fails?’

Looking at her calm expression, he felt shivers running down his spine.

Laritte knew Ian as much as he knew her.

In the end, he had no choice but to surrender to her.

Ian strode towards the door leaving her behind. He deliberately raised his voice so that he could be heard clearly.

“All right, if we’re going to attend the banquet, we have to wear formal clothes. How much does a ginseng dress cost? But before that, I’m going to have to sell some wood.”

“…..”

“Of course, you don’t have to help me. It must be hard to cut those items.”

‘I can see you’re already struggling.’

When he didn’t get any response from Laritte, he sighed before he went to search for the ax.

Ian was still standing in front of the porch.

for a long time….

he heard a rumbling sound from

all right!

a wooden board,

stomped his foot loudly before

hand

together, okay?”

“Ah.”

Ian’s help after

don’t have to buy a

“Pardon?”

probably still

up to the second floor.

covered

Ian went ahead

you looking

smell good there, so

her

go to the attic

house. The farther they went, the more the roof

there was no attic on the ceiling of the second floor.

kept following

that Laritte was

up a suitable block before putting it in a gap in the

want to destroy the

ceiling, which obviously didn’t

made Ian recall about his old

kid, a servant always used to open it for him. It was the first time he got the chance to do it himself.

the fallen rope ladder as

wasn’t

a dusty box from the

is it for?”

my mother’s clothes.”

but the favorite

from a Dragon’s

had a beautiful neckline.

with special fibers that were highly elastic. It seemed as if it

of the beautiful dresses made out of a Dragon’s skin

a proposal for the marriage. It was

as though this dress reminded her of many

live here with the former Duchess, didn’t you?”

Ian nodded.

the box, Laritte found

hem of the dress flowed downwards as she took it out. It was composed of simple

‘Beautiful.’

dress, Ian added

my late mother, and it was made many decades ago, so it might not be

I’ll have to

his

I like it.”

that trend come

itself didn’t feel so different from what Rose used to wear

Laritte had never seen anything so beautiful in

did Ian stop making

“…Is that so?”

thought the dress suited

with fancy silver shoes as

him to say that it was as though it was

very delighted to see that the dress she treasured so much was given to Ian’s wife.

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