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Chapter 142
As soon as Deborah’s words ended, the dining hall was turned upside down.
The opinion of Deborah was quite persuasive and if her hypothesis is correct, there could be a major loss of lives near the Euclid temple soon.
“The cracks are under the ground……! Certainly, there is no law that it only occurs in the air.”
“Then, we shouldn’t let our hands off this matter right?”
“Even if it is not, there is nothing bad in preparing for the worst-case scenario.”
Duke Seymour stared at his daughter with amazement and said in a serious voice.
But if they want to prepare for it, they have to move quickly. There were many people staying at the lodging near the temple because of the pilgrimage.
“I don’t think this is the time to enjoy dinner leisurely, so I will go first.”
Starting with Belreck, relatives of similar age as him also left their seats.
It is an emergency situation, but if you think about it again, it was also a great opportunity to make a contribution to the capital. It's just according to the birthplace.
“Belreck, I'll give you the right as the Tower proxy, so bring some people to support the rear. I will move through the gate and confirm the movement near the temple again.”
“We will also follow you.”
The Duke of Seymour and his guards alone were enough to annihilate the imperial knights, but even the head of indirect families will also participate.
“I’m going to go.”
In the midst of a mess, the Duke lightly grasped Deborah's shoulder while she was deep in thought.
“I’m also going with you.”
When she said something unexpected, attention poured on her again. They were deeply flustered this time.
'What is she saying now? It’s dangerous.’
Even Belreck, who was going out in good spirits, stopped walking.
“Deborah, there may be battles, so it is dangerous to follow along.”
“Honestly speaking, you might also get in the way…….”
The magician on the relative’s side is giving some advice, so Deborah summoned a huge holy spirit out of the blue.
When the white turtle with a mysterious atmosphere appeared on the table, they were astonished.
“Isn’t that holy spirit?”
“It looks like a holy spirit that comes under the spirit of light as……”
The spirits of the light and dark were not summoned for several generations in the Montes family, so they paid more attention.
“Deborah, where did you get such a valuable holy spirit?”
“That’s amazing.”
In the midst of admiration, she made the turtle change in the form of a tattoo again.
“As you can see, I didn't mean to go out and fight. I'm not a fool and even I know that I'm not helpful in the battles there.”
“Then, are you using that holy spirit?”
“This is a holy spirit that is sensitive to the power of darkness. If the monsters are hiding under the ground, this holy spirit could detect them.”
A few of them were in admiration.
She even came up with the most convincing hypothesis and suggested the best solution to reduce the damage.
The eyes of the relatives, who had completely ignored Deborah before, changed completely.
They didn’t know what happened to her in the meantime, but she looked like the true bloodline of Seymour that they are proud of.
“Deborah. If you feel like you’re in danger, you must return immediately by ripping the teleportation scroll at any time. Understand?”
Duke Seymour looked at the faces of the enchanted indirect lines, then he led the way while giving a small tip to Deborah.
* * *
Last night.
The moment the cloudy moon disappeared under the dark clouds and deep darkness swallowed the world, the core of the earth vibrated and long snake-shaped monsters broke through the ground and soared up the sky like a calamity.
However, the magicians figured out the approximate location of the monsters thanks to Deborah’s holy spirit and stood on guard immediately.
Fire Rain.
Overcast in darkness, the sky flashed like firecrackers and fireworks, as if they were shooting stars, began to shoot the monsters immediately as if greeting them.
The common people, who had evacuated over the ridge, were all amazed by the overwhelming sight created by the magicians.
Shriek!
“The 2nd Battalion is casting defense magic right now!”
Rosad, who arrived the earliest and quickly braced up for the attack, commanded the battle magicians.
Then, a huge wind barrier was formed around the temple as the typhoon stormed violently.
The artifact shoots attack magic while the magicians were on guard
The battle was very fierce because the monsters rebelled strongly while spluttering poisonous bodily fluids with their thick skin.
At last, the monsters surrendered to the high-level magic that was attacked endlessly, and the news of the magicians’ achievements spread in the Empire as soon as the day came.
“What is the scale of the damage?”
The Crown Prince, who was meditating ahead of the incense ceremony, asked while raising his eyelids slowly.
“The spire roof of the Euclid temple was melted by the monster’s poison, but fortunately there seems to be no loss of lives.”
“Are you saying not a single person was injured even though they were poisonous monsters?”
"Yes. Your Majesty. Since Duke Seymour took part in the battle, there were no injuries.”
‘But it’s still a little strange.'
That everyone rushed to fix it as if fixing a cow barn.
The crack occurred so suddenly, but everyone rushed in to handle it like they were hurrying to lock the stable’s doors before the horse would bolt out.
‘What did the Tower do to stop the crack this quickly and perfectly?’
The Crown Prince rubbed his chin roughly while frowning
"I want to hear the situation in specific details, so call the magicians who participated in the battle."
"Yes. Your Majesty."
After a while, a magician, who was dispatched for battle last night, was called to meet the Crown Prince.
“Explain what happened yesterday in detail. I heard there were a lot of battle magicians, so how did Rosad stop the attack?”
“The Seymour twins were great, but technically speaking, we could prevent greater damage thanks to Deborah. She was the main contributor in the battle yesterday.”
“Deborah couldn’t handle mana at all, so how did she?”
The magician began to tell everything in detail of what had happened last night to the puzzled Crown Prince.
This crack occurred under the ground and not in the air, so they were able to prepare for the monsters’ attack because of Deborah’s guess.
Besides, the approximate location of the monsters hidden underground was located using Deborah’s holy spirit, which was sensitive to darkness.
“That’s amazing. It's an unexpected situation, but you responded to it perfectly. You didn't even have that much time.”
The Crown Prince muttered in admiration without realizing it.
He was told that she is a great person from Isidor and his sister’s word of mouth, but honestly speaking, he couldn’t really believe them because she is an outsider to magic and mana. So he was greatly surprised by this matter.
“The timing was so good as the demons appeared after the residents of the entire area of Yukri had evacuated. Thanks to the large number of high-class magicians, the monster, which was believed to be the head, was suppressed in about two hours.”
However, there was a problem.
As the monsters died, the unlaid eggs in their stomach were let out on the ground and the lower-grade eggs would try to invade the villages after they hatched.
However, Deborah, who was at the rear, made a light defensive wall using the holy spirit, so the herd of young monsters died without even being close to the villages.
The monsters were hiding under the ground until late at night, so they were very weak to light.
The magicians, who saw the young monsters falling helplessly upon exposure to the light, cast magic continuously by combining wide domain and lighting magic. So the situation was handled quickly.
“The people in the Yukri temple area cheered for Deborah all night, as if her appearance of handling the white holy spirit is mysterious. I was also surprised to see the huge dome-shaped defense wall.”
The voice of the magician contained excitement that could not be hidden.
Thanks to her, the catastrophe was prevented and the reputation of the tower was able to be raised even further.
“I never thought she could deal with a holy spirit. She has a lot of hidden talents. Honestly, I am amazed.”
“I did not know that Deborah would appear on the battlefield herself, so I had to look twice. I thought she was Seymour for sure. All of the magicians there would probably have the same thought as me that she is awesome.”
It seemed that the magicians had already fallen for Deborah.
Deborah was secretly popular among battle magicians because of her formula, but this incident has strengthened her position more.
"I see. Good work for participating in the battle, You can go back.”
When the conversation with the magician was over, the Crown Prince went into his meditation again while sitting cross-legged.
‘Deborah…….’
He could say it was a relief that the magicians managed to prevent the crack well.
The people are still anxious because of the crack, so if the Yukri temple and its surrounding suffered major damage, the atmosphere would have been more agitated.
The Crown Prince wanted to successfully complete this incense ceremony that his father entrusted to him.
'How should I respond to this incident?'
He was deep in thought, and then he suddenly came up with a good idea.
Originally, the Crown Prince tried to make the incense ceremony stand out by using Philaf’s spirit in the shape of the firebird.
'But Philaf has done something foolish, so his feet are tied from going outside.'
Even in the middle of that, Deborah saved the lives of the people by using the white holy spirit while being mysterious.
'There will be a greater scene than a firebird.'
He picked up a quill pen and wrote a letter in a hurry.
He didn't have time.
Since the event is tomorrow, the Crown Prince called for the servant immediately to take the letter and deliver it to Seymour’s Townhouse.
* * *
On the day of the incense ceremony.
I was dressed up by the servant while feeling worn out.
Even though I stopped the monster from the crack, I still didn't feel well.
Maybe it's because of the restless dream.
No matter how much tea I drank that was effective for sleep, the strange dreams still showed no signs of stopping.
'Maybe I’m just tired because I stayed up the night before.'
The night of the crack. I was looking at the magic on the ridge near the Euclid Temple and I was frightened by the invasion of the black young monsters, so I made a defensive wall by using Purple.
‘I never thought Purple would be that strong.’
The defensive wall is supposed to be made big enough to protect one body, but Purple made a huge dome that even covered all of the hills.
‘Well, since you ate so many expensive Magic Stones, you must have a lot of mana....…’
Anyway, the people around me suddenly looked at me as a hero because of the defensive wall I made.
‘Things became out of hand again.’
I don't know how the rumors went around, but the Crown Prince suddenly made an unexpected request to me.
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Chapter 141
I was aware that the original storyline changed quite a lot because of me.
'But, isn't the crack of the barriers a separate and an independent event from my involvement?'
I was wondering if I was missing something important, so I asked Margaret if there was anything wrong with the barriers within the past two weeks.
“I haven't heard of anything like that happening recently.”
'I knew it, I wasn't the only one who hadn't heard of it.’
Mia probably wouldn’t get much attention in the upcoming burning incense ceremony if things go on like this.
The fact that there is no damage in the barriers from the monsters meant that there is no stage for Mia to play an active role as the female lead.
'Putting that aside, no matter how many times I searched for that defective coin, I couldn’t find it.'
It was something I liked.
The servants approached me with a dress full of jewels and colorful accessories while my mind was wrapped up in an unresolved foreboding.
It was because of the dinner held at the mansion today.
In addition to the direct Seymour family line, the Seymour indirect line families were also invited to the incense ceremony and were currently staying in the capital.
It seems that father would serve dinner before the relatives return after the last event.
‘Deborah hated her relatives very much.’
Deborah is the only one who had no mana sensitivity among all the direct lines and the fact that she is falling behind others, pricked on her inferiority complex constantly.
Perhaps that's why Deborah dressed up glamorously as if to show off to her relatives later on. Then, she would look down on them while fluttering her fan open.
She would look ridiculous instead like she was conscious of her inferiority.
“It's not even a ball, these colorful clothes are too much. Bring clothes that are elegant and formal.”
“Yes.”
I walked out the door in an elegant evening dress.
As I went down the stairs, Belreck and Enrique suddenly stood facing each other at the door.
“How can you be an escort when you are a scaredy mouse?”
“I’m not a scaredy mouse!”
Enrique grumbled while clenching his small fist and Belreck extended his arm to me while sneering.
“What the hell happened suddenly?”
"Hold me. I'll escort you to dinner.”
“I'm going with Enrique. Could you escort me?”
“Sister…..”
As I extended my arm to Enrique, he held my arm tightly with his big eyes twinkling as if he was touched.
“I tried to raise your mood because I obviously knew that you didn’t like the relatives.”
Belreck grumbled while lowering his arm.
“I’m not feeling down? I'm doing well these days.”
“Well. You are also threatening the successor, so I was worried for nothing.”
Belreck matched his walking pace with me while scoffing and I arrived at the dining hall alongside them.
When three of the direct lines went inside together, we caught everyone’s attention and father smiled softly.
“You all came together. Come on, sit down.”
“Yes, father.”
I was seated at the front of the table while receiving the attention of the relatives and their family members who came along.
'But where is Rosad?'
“I think Rosad couldn’t attend today because he is busy.”
Someone said it as if they were having the same thoughts as mine.
“Well, since Rosad is a hero who captured all the evil black magicians and protected the people, so the imperial family often looks for him.”
Duke Seymour said while looking at the empty seat of the eldest son.
“I don't think Rosad was called by the imperial family. He revealed his intention to attend today, but I think he will be late because he had sudden matters that needed to be confirmed urgently.”
'I don't know what he needs to confirm, but the eldest son of this house is always busy.'
The drink was served while they were astonished and light conversations were exchanged at the table.
Perhaps, because the dinner is where the families and relatives gathered, the heads of families are bragging about their children slightly while asking regards. I knew it, people are the same no matter where they live.
“My daughter has achieved 4th Class this year. Haha."
“Oh, I heard that Anna has a very good mana sensitivity.”
“Yes, she is planning to enter the 5th floor of the Tower as a researcher next year.”
“I can’t believe she is going straight to the 5th floor. I know she is going to have a debut this year, but she is amazing for such a young age.”
Deborah couldn't manage her facial expressions at all in this kind of conversation, but I didn't really feel any inferiority, so I only sipped the water while waiting for the meal.
“Enrique is in the 3rd Class. Is it such a great thing to point out for being in the 4th class at that age………?”
At that time, Belreck suddenly became sarcastic while wiping his hand with a handkerchief and Enrique nodded his head.
“They looked like they would stab each other just now but they suddenly match well.”
“Hmm! My daughter is the top student of the academy.”
I didn't know that my father would intervene in this conversation, so I almost spit out the water in my mouth.
When Duke Seymour, who always kept to his indifferent attitude, made a sudden brag, the indirect lines were perplexed for a moment and opened their mouths.
“Rosad and Belreck also had been the top students of the academy for three times.”
“My daughter's academic achievements this year are amazing.”
"Of course."
“If she could actually use the formula she developed, it would have been great.”
Well, I didn't have mana sensitivity, so I was in such a state that I couldn't use the formula I improved in real life.
I think some people also said that I was half-bloodline because of this.
“Instead, she could force anyone not to use the formula if there is anyone my daughter doesn’t like.”
"Haha. I-I see.”
The head of indirect families shut their mouths with pale faces at Duke Seymour's cold words.
Then, everyone was in silence.
They didn’t talk because they were scared, but there were some faces that weren’t very pleasant. Perhaps because of my past arrogant attitude and disrespectful remarks I showed to my blood-related relatives.
I think they were bewildered at the atmosphere that was different from last year.
Amidst the awkwardness inside, appetizers and freshly baked bread were served one by one on the table.
'I feel it every time, but the Seymour family cuisine is really good.'
I couldn't lose my appetite just because of this atmosphere.
I concentrated on the two-hour glamorous dinner and emptied the dessert.
Meanwhile, the head of families was concerned about the future of the empire with anxious faces.
“I am worried about the incense ceremony ahead because the public sentiment is not good.”
“But haven't the barriers been quiet lately?”
“If there is a crack again and cause great damage to people, the people will regard the imperial family and the nobles as incompetent.”
“Small water breaks the rock, but the cause of the crack couldn’t be found…..”
Rosad arrived in the midst of a serious conversation.
Rosad emptied the wine immediately as soon as he sat down as if he was thirsty.
“Rosad. What happened for you to be late so suddenly?”
“I came back from the investigation with Elder Cassie because there was an unknown earthquake.”
Elder Cassie was also a battle magician — I know him because he asked to come by the battle training ground every time I went for the lecture at the tower — it seems Rosad chose him as the Elder Investigator because he had good knowledge about the terrain.
"And then?"
“I wondered if there was a problem with the barrier, but when I went to the Euclid temple, I returned empty-handed because nothing happened.”
“I was still anxious about the barriers, but I’m glad that nothing happened.”
“That's right.”
It was a reassuring atmosphere in general, but I felt out of place and narrowed my eyes.
“Something is weird.”
When I mumbled, the head of families’ curious eyes gathered on me.
“What is weird?”
Rosad also interrogates while staring at me.
“If it's the Euclid temple, isn't that place not far from the capital?”
I knew because I remembered all the important temple locations as the cheat key.
“But I wondered why there was no aftershock at all.”
Earthquakes do not vibrate once at a single occurrence but lead to a series of small earthquakes.
“Earthquake is not a local phenomenon, but it is strange that no vibration was felt at all in the Yones district adjacent to the temple. Besides, the capital, the coastal region, is not a region where earthquakes are frequently reported. It's not like there is a volcano nearby.”
Then, the elderly head of indirect families agreed with me with a surprised face.
“What you said is right. My estate is close to a volcano, so earthquakes occur frequently, and there is always an aftershock.”
“Then, are you saying it’s not a natural earthquake phenomenon? No one seems to feel any vibrations here today.”
Everyone nodded as if they agreed with Duke Seymour's words and I was deep in thoughts.
‘Perhaps, the incident of Mia calming down the matter is related to this earthquake?’
I am convinced that there is a connection with the monsters based on the novel timeline
Suddenly, a centipede-like monster coming out of the desolate desert passed by in my head.
“What if the crack happened under the ground, not in the air?”
Rosad suddenly stood up at my words.
“Also, if the monsters are still under the ground, wouldn’t this earthquake phenomenon be explained more convincingly?”
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Chapter 140
'If the 3rd Prince didn't stay out of it, it would have been a really big fight.'
The students gathered were flustered and I was frozen in that situation because the duel didn’t seem real to me. But the more I thought about it when I returned home, the harder my heart was beating.
I wouldn’t know if it were an ordinary person like Louie Gazelle, but the 3rd Prince was a knight who was quite active in the battle with the monsters and stood at the frontline along with the northern lords.
Since he inherited the blood of the Histach’s Imperial family, he would probably be at the Sword Expert level.
If the 3rd Prince accepted the duel, Isidor could have been seriously injured if he was unlucky.
'It was too reckless.'
I bit my lips until it hurt, and then I called for the coachman impulsively.
This is because I slowly find it difficult to stay still as time goes on.
“Let’s go to the Visconti family townhouse.”
The sun was setting, but when I hurried the coachman as if I was possessed by something, he drove the horse with a frightened face.
The carriage drove for about an hour and a half to arrive at a large mansion with a tranquil atmosphere.
I looked over the window when the doorkeeper went inside to call the owner.
“What’s the matter so suddenly?”
Soon after, Isidor, dressed in loose casual clothes, ran in front of the mansion’s main gate where the carriage was at.
He was breathing heavily as he left his teleportation magic and ran across the large garden.
I stared at him quietly with my messed up mind that was like his unsteady and rough breaths.
'Why am I here?'
“Don’t stand there, come inside first.”
He said in a gentle voice.
“I don’t plan on staying here for a long time.”
A surprisingly blunt voice came out of my mouth.
“It’s cold here.”
He tried to cover my cold cheeks with a worried face and I shook off his hand. I didn’t mean to do it like this.
“Are perhaps you angry?”
It seems so when he pointed it out.
I was angry with the man that was unlike him to take things as they come nicely but he didn’t really do anything wrong and was sometimes like a pushover more than me.
“Why do you look like that?”
“Because you did something so reckless!”
I ended up bursting into tears.
“Don’t be like that without any measures in the future. I don't want to see you get hurt by an uncivilized custom that isn't funny, like the duel. I hate it more if it is because of me.”
Isidor looked surprised when I spoke quickly. I took a deep breath again and spoke.
“All right?”
"...Yes."
“Speak louder.”
"Yes."
“Don’t say it like that without any sincerity, but with a little bit more seriousness....!”
He suddenly pulled me and covered my cheeks, so I couldn't speak properly.
Isidor pressed onto my lower lip with his thumbs gently. His scent was so sweet as if he had just taken a bath, I felt like losing my strength for a moment, so I pushed him away.
Then I stared straight at him while licking my lips.
“I am angry.”
“....I’m….going crazy.”
He mumbled something slowly while taking a breath, then he lowered his head when his eyes met mine.
"I’m sorry."
“Who told you to kneel? Why do you kneel so easily every time.”
He didn’t pay any attention despite my irritation.
“...I was wrong. My body belonged to you but I treated it so carelessly. I will never get hurt without your permission.”
"Are you serious?"
“I swear under the name of the knight. Thank you for your concern.”
“I said I am angry.”
“I won't make you angry. I promise.”
When he made the promise sincerely several times, my complicated mind subsided a little.
I decided to go back as soon as I finished my business here and Isidor raised up his body with teary eyes while looking up at me.
“Don’t go. Let’s stay together for a while.”
"I’m cold."
“Then I'll bring you home. It’s because I’m worried as it’s already late. The day is also chilly but you came here wearing thin clothes. It’s upsetting me.”
However, for Isidor to say that when he was the one wearing a thin tunic seeing through his skin.
"Go back."
“I'll only check when I see you enter the carriage.”
He quickly followed me to the carriage. I looked over the window in the deep darkness with the same sullen face.
Isidor, who was looking at me quietly, was reflected on the window.
He didn't take a single sight off my back. He looked at me like it was a waste to even blink his eyes.
'I couldn’t be angry at him anymore.'
My heart weakened quickly, so I turned my head a little and Isidor laughed lightly when our eyes met.
“Do you remember?”
"What?"
“When I was younger, I said that I broke that person's limb when she was trying to touch my face.”
"Yeah. But why?”
“For a moment, I had no time to think properly like last time. I couldn’t see anything in my eyes, so I didn’t even think that the 3rd Prince would slip away so cowardly.”
“........”
“I thought it wouldn’t be enough to just break it, so I was determined to bring back one of his arms home no matter what.”
Isidor spoke with a cold face.
"For me… you are much more important than me. Seeing how I get much angrier than when someone tried to touch me.”
“Then don’t do anything more dangerous.”
"….I like you."
“Not that kind of answer.”
"Alright. If I am certain I’m not going to get hurt, that jerk’s limb…. No, can I at least break his arms? I have never once been hurt since I was 13 years old.”
“I've never been hurt even once. ”
A strange feeling of deja vu lingers in my heart out of the blue.
'I feel like I heard this before.'
The desert scenery with a rough sandstorm suddenly passed through my head.
However, I soon forgot that vain deja vu soon because Isidor put his lips gently on the back of my hand.
* * *
'Where is the lucky coin with the head on both sides?'
I certainly put it on the table.
Whenever I close my eyes these days, the dream was so intense until I was drenched in cold sweats, but now I couldn’t even see the lucky coin I always kept nearby.
“Ack!”
I looked around under the desk to search for the coin, then I bumped my head on the desk.
‘Today is really not my day.’
Eventually, I gave up looking for the coin and went to Blanchia.
"Sigh."
Last night, I lost my reasoning and got mad as I went to his house impulsively, but it’s somehow even more awkward to go and talk about business with him.
‘That’s why people say it’s difficult to have an office romance.’
I went into the master's office with an open mind.
'What is it?'
However, the interior of the office was somehow different. It is a little different from the gloomy and foggy place in the past.
“Because this place is where we often meet the most, so I decorated it a little neater…..”
“Wear that bracelet right now.”
When I glared my eyes fiercely, Isidor wore the polymorph bracelet on his wrist with a depressed face.
“We have to work. Work!"
Actually, there was a business plan that I made when I created the Leticia Store with Master
When we reached our goal, I wanted to do the franchise business by recruiting franchisees officially.
The fact that I could improve Master’s business skill in the first place was because I shared the idea about franchises.
The business was going well faster than I expected, so I am considering a full-scale business expansion when the Birth of Goddess Festival is over.
“Shall we take a little rest?”
He poured tea into a teacup with the Master’s face after a long time. He habitually put several tablespoons of sugar and stirred.
‘Surprisingly, he likes sweet things.’
He didn’t pretend it when we went on a date at the tea house last time. I took a sip of tea while swallowing a laugh secretly.
“By the way, Master. Perhaps, is there only one coin with only the head on both sides?”
"Yes. It was harder to find it than I thought.”
“Actually that lucky coin, I think I lost it by mistake.”
“Simply think of it as losing a defective product, instead of a lucky coin.”
He said insignificantly.
'It's still a pity though.'
I thought that I have to look for the talisman-like coin once again. This is because I keep feeling anxious for some reason.
'Why so?'
I couldn’t know whether it was because of the restless dream or the 3rd Prince.
‘What kind of confidence does the 3rd Prince have to say that I will keep regretting it?’
It was the same at the awarding ceremony before and the last time too. The 3rd Prince, who was like a typical villain and left the same saying twice that I will regret it, made me secretly worried.
Even more, it was because he stared at Isidor as if to kill Isidor before he left.
Although as a result, the 3rd Prince was ridiculed because he did not take on the duel…...
“The third prince seemed ambitious, but why did he risk losing his reputation and step back in that situation?”
“Because he has a greater goal. He lacks legitimacy, so if his body is also ruined, he will be farther in line for the throne.”
“Hmm.”
“Seeing how the 3rd Prince even has to go to the outskirts and gather the northern powers, he must have some ambitions for the throne.”
'The throne...…’
Honestly, I think the probability for the 3rd Prince to turn over the current situation and become the Emperor seems low.
The fact that the Emperor entrusted the Crown Prince to the last day of the Birth of Goddess Festival which is the ‘The Burning Incense Festival’ must have meant that the Emperor trusts him that much.
In addition, the Crown Prince was one of the only five swordmasters in the empire, so he was popular with the knights.
‘But I think there is something the 3rd Prince has faith on.’
After the 3rd Prince returned to the capital, I couldn’t know what kind of move he did to seize the powers because the novel became different all year round.
“Deborah. You are not thinking about that bastard, right? I should have cut his arm right away that……”
Isidor suddenly gave off a gloomy mood, so I quickly changed the subject lightly.
“By the way, you’ll also attend the burning incense ceremony at the festival.”
The long pilgrimage will end in three days and the Birth of The Goddess Festival will also end completely.
‘The Burning Incense’ was a ceremony to burn cherry blossoms, the symbol of the goddess, in front of the relics owned by the temple and was an event to wrap up the festival nicely.
“It is an event that the Crown Prince has been working on for a long time, and it is difficult to excuse myself because he is a friend of mine. What a bother."
Isidor grumbled.
“I will attend it too. All of Seymour's direct lines have been invited.”
I diligently retrace the scene of the incense ceremony in the novel in my head.
I remember that Mia would probably come with the Pope as the incarnation of the saint at that event and receive attention.
Before the burning incense ceremony, there was a big crack in the barrier and Mia went to heal a lot of people who were injured by monsters.
'By the way, I haven't heard any news of cracks recently……’
I frowned with a strange anxiety.
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Chapter 139
“Duke Visconti. Aren’t you going to drop those insolent eyes from me, who is the imperial family?”
The 3rd Prince spoke sarcastically while looking at me.
“Deborah. I keep thinking about messing up your dress last time, so should we go to the boutique together... Keuk?!”
The 3rd Prince couldn’t finish his words.
This is because Isidor, who had a cold enough atmosphere to send goosebumps, suddenly threw leather gloves on the 3rd Prince’s face.
He threw it so hard that a red mark appeared on the 3rd Prince’s white face as if he was slapped.
“What, what is this……”
The expression of the 3rd Prince was quite a sight. I was also flustered.
“Aren’t you trying to flirt with my lover right in front of me as if you are determined enough to have a duel?”
Isidor said in an indifferent voice with no hesitation, unlike his fierce energy.
I felt that he was even colder because he was suppressing his anger.
“I don’t know why you are surprised when I’m not going to let your obvious provocation slide away because nothing scares me now.”
“Ha! Crazy……”
The 3rd Prince let out a vain laugh as if it was absurd.
Picking up the gloves that fell on the ground in the middle of this means that you are going to have a duel right away, so the 3rd Prince didn’t move a flinch.
‘Right, let’s just go our separate ways.’
The situation was different from the other nobles who could not refuse the duel request of the Duke.
As the faint-hearted pacifist, I was hoping the 3rd Prince would go home without any fuss and then fall asleep after washing his feet.
“Perhaps, are you running away?”
Isidor sneered and the 3rd Prince only gritted his teeth.
As the tense confrontation continued, the surroundings began to murmur.
The 3rd Prince happened to appear at the end of the liberal art class, so the academy students began to gather near the campus. My face was hardened out of embarrassment.
'Damn it. I’m getting useless attention again.'
I'm trying to get rid of the attention phobia…..
“What the hell is going on?”
"Hey, can’t you see by looking at the gloves?"
“There was a fight!”
The people began to surround us as the rumors of Isidor requesting a duel with the 3rd Prince are spreading like wildfire.
"Oh my gosh! Love, Love triangle!”
“Oh my. By the way, a duel is on the verge over her, but how can her expression look colder than ever.”
"I knew it. Deborah...…”
“She has no blood or tears ..…”
“Hey there! Be quiet. Your voice is too loud. Do you want your neck to fly away?”
'That's not it.'
I was just frozen in the unexpected situation.
I became the notorious cold-blooded person, and things were gradually flowing strangely.
It was Isidor, who always wore gloves without ever forgetting it until it was enough for him to be rumored with mysophobia. Such a man showed his bare hands to the whole world.
The reason was crystal clear.
The glove that’s on the ground. Two men and one woman.
Everyone could grasp the situation quickly with this obvious setting.
Above all, duels often occurred between men who were rivals in love and they are at their vigorous youth as the emotions have taken over their brains.
However, the fact that Duke Visconti was the subject of this love quarrel was a big shock to everyone.
This is because he was famous for being patient and rational enough to be amazed by his fellow knights.
“I never thought Duke Visconti, who usually doesn’t care about anything, would be this romantic!”
This part was much more surprising than both of them being in a serious relationship.
It was also because their thoughts were implicitly mixed that the background of Princess Deborah with the Tower on her back did not influence the choice of the Duke.
“Hi-Hicc. Isidor certainly tried to throw his gloves at me... I guess that wasn't a joke.”
Tiery, who teased while being unaware of that, wiped his cold sweats while feeling the chills running up his spine.
“Once the person who usually looked quiet and calm burst out, won’t he explode scarily like a fire? I guess it must be that case for our Vice Commander Isidor.”
“But since when has the 3rd Prince been this interested in Deborah?”
“That’s what I’m saying.”
“The fact that Deborah and the Duke are in a serious relationship, even the person in the dark would know the rumors. But the 3rd Prince is also amazing.”
Even if the 3rd Prince is far from the throne line, he is still the imperial family.
Besides, he was briefly mentioned once or twice among ladies recently because he is a strikingly handsome man.
When the 3rd Prince, one of the dark horses, suddenly intervened between Duke Visconti and Deborah’s relationship, a more provocative drawing was completed.
The academy began to turn upside down at the crude love quarrel that happened after a long time.
Javier, the 3rd Prince, on the other hand, was confused when things went to such extremes.
‘You said they were not in a really great relationship…….’
The 3rd Prince took their relationship lightly when Deborah, who was exchanging talk of marriage with Duke Montes, changed her heart toward Duke Visconti as if flipping her palm.
However, Isidor suddenly asked for a duel with him, who used to wield the sword in the North, and it was quite a sight to see.
‘Things became a mess.’
Actually, the 3rd Prince deliberately came to look for Deborah when it was the time where many students were around.
He had calculated that she would not be able to be as haughty as last time at the place where there are many eyes and she would also not be able to decline his offer easily as he’s the imperial family.
Of course, the same goes for Duke Visconti.
The 3rd Prince thought of taking her to the boutique with a good excuse to compensate because he was bothered by the ruined dress.
However, a duel suddenly came out of nowhere.
He wouldn’t know whether it was intended, but Isidor changed the situation under the setting of 'man vs. man' instead of ‘imperial family vs. duke'.
'Crazy bastard.'
The bigger problem is that he is not sure of himself to beat Duke Visconti.
'Damn it! Do I have to be prepared to be crippled by this kind of thing?’
That douchebag Isidor. How dare he make an imperial family as the laughing subject?!
When the 3rd Prince was grinding his teeth to the point where a cracking sound was heard, the president of the academy, who heard the news while passing by, ran back in a rush.
During his term in the Academy, he didn’t want to be remembered as the president who had a duke and the imperial family with knives at their neck for the first time in the academy's history.
The president begged desperately at those youthful guys who were younger than him.
"Gosh! Why are you doing this?”
“.........”
“Everyone please calm down!”
Fortunately, the 3rd Prince hasn't picked up the gloves yet!
The president knelt and begged in front of them to stop it.
“I will step back today because of the president's sincerity, but there is no next time. Duke Visconti, I'll see how long you will be a cold-blooded person. You will surely regret what happened today.”
Eventually, the situation ended absurdly as the 3rd Prince disappeared while grumbling.
“…..Hmm. There are also one or two ways to wield the swords.”
One of the guys, who was looking out the window, muttered with a bleak face.
“Honestly, he tried to test his luck because she’s pretty but I think he chickened out because his swordsmanship might not make it at all?”
“Isn’t he deliberately waiting for someone to stop them?”
“It's reasonable to doubt. He seemed out of shape.”
The guys reacted blandly and some ladies were contemplating and debating seriously what is the charm of Deborah to even make the Duke and the Imperial family go on the verge of a duel.
“According to Lady Arin, her vassal... She has a cold-hearted charisma like the Ice Queen.”
“I see, that’s what it was.”
“Whether the duel is in front of her eyes or not, I think her coldness and confidence of not batting an eye is amazing.”
The next day.
Some guys doubted their eyes when they saw a group of ladies wearing dark purple dresses.
“Why are they going around wearing such scary eye makeup? They are like witches.”
“If that’s because of a trend, I don’t really like it because it looks too scary.”
“Be careful with words like that. They, they are copying Deborah.”
"Heuk."
“What do you mean by copying her? Jake! Don't run that ugly mouth of yours carelessly!”
“We are hoping for you guys to show some sincerity in copying Isidor’s fashion sense.”
The ladies who overheard the conversation of the guys disappeared after glaring at them coldly.
“I think they are also somehow copying Deborah’s way of talking. But I might be mistaken, right?”
* * *
“Javi! What the hell are you doing outside?!”
The 4th Queen felt like exploding at her son’s nonsense.
Mia couldn’t show her presence properly in the centre of the social world even when the 4th Queen had invested in the precious holy blood as it is.
But she never thought that even her son would return after helping Deborah stand out more.
That wasn't the only thing she lost.
All the troubles he went through on the northern battlefield vanished because of his quarrel with the Duke of Visconti.
This was because Javier returned after refusing the duel.
Most of the knights thought that his act was not like a man. Especially, even the manly northern lords thought so.
There will certainly be some who doubt the 3rd Prince’s military prestige and ridicule him because of this.
Deborah’s background is already so appealing, so he should have come back after wielding the sword if things have come like this. She was so frustrated because her son just came back under the excuse of the president’s persuasion.
“No matter how earnestly the president begs, you made a wrong judgment.”
“Everything happens for a reason. Didn't you say everything will go as I wish anyway?”
However, her grown-up son had no thought of hearing her nagging and left again relentlessly.
‘Sure, if only the plan is carried out properly...…’
The 4th Queen rubbed her aching forehead, then stood up with a cold face and disappeared somewhere.
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Chapter 138
“Checking divine power?”
Duke Seymour's silver eyebrows raised up crookedly.
Priests often visit the areas where commoners live and they are trying to find a child with divine powers.
Unlike the nobles who were checked for divine power as soon as they were born, commoners could not receive any immediate blessings from the priest and there are quite a lot of neglected children even when they have healing powers.
However, right now is the season of the birth of the Goddess and the central temple is at its busiest time due to people coming to visit the shrine.
‘Is the temple carefree enough to send manpower for inspections now?’
“It's already been a week! No matter how much I went to the temple, they would feign ignorance saying that they didn’t know anything about that and the officials told me to wait more because the civil complaints were behind... heuk!”
The boatman cried sorrowfully while beating his chest and Duke Seymour was silent for a moment then opened his mouth.
“I’ll use my power so that the investigation will be faster.”
"Thank you! Duke Seymour. I will never forget this grace.”
The boatman who made a deep bow was sent back first. Duke Seymour was deep in thought with a stiff face and Rosad, who was standing next to him, gave his opinion.
“I can’t believe they didn’t return the child after a week. I feel like someone is likely pretending to be a priest. I also heard that slave dealers kidnap children by tricking commoners in the same way.”
If the imperial investigators interfere, they will also suspect the slave dealer first.
“But the child is too young to be kidnapped as a slave. If the parents are looking after her like that, the dealer won’t really approach them”
“.......”
“Of course, I'll have to look into that side too. But……”
Duke Seymour spoke slowly with a stiffened face.
“I can't be sure, but I instantly thought that this may be in a similar context to the kidnapping of the people that took place in the eastern province.”
Rosad narrowed his eyes.
'Does this mean that this kidnapping may also be connected with the human offerings that the black magicians were doing?'
He tried to find out who’s behind this and their purpose, but the investigation could not proceed any further as the black magicians who were captured are all dead.
Seeing how they didn’t open their mouths until the end, those guys were very loyal.
Besides, the black magicians, who were hiding in the dark to escape from the imperial persecution for a long time, were good at running away while hiding their traces.
Rosad thought his father's speculation was credible, but there was a concerning part, so he spoke with a serious face.
“But father. It wouldn’t look good if we are investigating the incidents that happened in the capital, not in the territory.”
“.....I am thinking of moving in secret. If the opponent is the black magician, we’ll have to move in secret even more.”
Starting with the crack at the barrier... This feels unusual.
At first glance, it might look like a calm lake, but something was bubbling ominously beneath the water's surface.
“I think we have to release our informants to figure out the situation in detail.”
* * *
'I can’t believe they still haven't found the newborn baby who is presumed to be a saint.'
The 4th Queen tapped the armrest of the chair with a stiff face.
There were no babies who were born recently among the noble families that showed divine power.
This part was confirmed quickly through the list of names created at the temple.
However, investigating among commoners and slaves was harder than expected.
This is because there were too many lowly people who did not report their births right away.
When the 4th Queen was in an anxious mood, a maid approached and whispered to her. Soon, wrinkles appeared on her forehead.
'Javi... is preparing to go to the academy?'
She asked her son several times to build a strong friendship with the northern forces who were raised to the status of Marquis but now he suddenly wants to go to the Academy?
The 3rd Prince is not much compared to the Crown Prince, also a Swordmaster, but he inherited the blood of the Histach Imperial Family so he has a natural talent for swordsmanship and is currently part of the Red Knights.
When he went to the war, the Faculty of Swordsmanship acknowledged that he had participated in the class, so there’s no reason for him to go to the academy right now.
“Call Javier right now!”
"Yes. Queen Jamilla.”
However, the 3rd Prince did not appear at her call.
“The 3rd Prince said he was going to attend a party today, so he would see you tomorrow morning.”
“Who is the host of the party?”
“It is Count Rowan.”
She knows every single socialite, so she recalled quickly who he was.
If it’s Count Rowant, he’s a connection that wouldn’t really help them as he’s a wild and lavish person.
'There’s not even enough time for his swordsmanship training.'
She remembered her son looking at her with eyes full of resentment while reeking of alcohol so she tapped the armrest faster before heading to the palace where the 3rd Prince stayed.
However, the 3rd Prince, Javier, had already gone out to choose his clothes for the party.
* * *
‘It’s nice to be in the capital after staying in the cold and rough north.’
The 3rd Prince smokes the long pipe in a relaxed position.
He inhaled the smoke and blew the smoke at the woman sitting next to him.
Even though he was being nasty and acting displeasing, there was no end of women around the Prince that attended the party.
He resembled the 4th Queen and he had a mysterious appearance even though he’s pretty, so he would be popular everywhere he went.
The 3rd Prince who was chatting with the opera actress while eating the snack she fed, listened to the concession of the guys when he suddenly heard a familiar name.
“Then, are you saying that the Duke of Visconti and Deborah are in a serious relationship?”
"I heard so, it seems like they're going around together at the academy."
“If they get married, it’s good for their family level.”
“Do you think it’s more than good? The Duke of Visconti will get the Lord of the Tower as a father-in-law.”
‘That woman, she has a good background.’
That’s why she’s so haughty.
When the 3rd Prince sipped the champagne and clicked his tongue, the host of the party, Count Rowan, sat next to him.
“Everywhere I go these days, I can only hear about Duke Visconti’s great stories. Aren’t you sick and tired hearing of it? Well, I understand because he’s a very handsome and great guy.”
“I think it got noisier because Deborah happened to be the partner of the Duke’s title ceremony.”
“That's right too. I could say they are a unique combination that was inevitable to be the talk of the town.”
“By the way, the Duke of Visconti seems to be ambitious. Her personality is no joke, but he endured well.”
"Well, she’s pretty enough to endure everything. The fact that Duke Seymour is the father- in law also means that you could make connections with the cocky magicians.”
'I'm sure she's a very desirable woman.'
The 3rd Prince reached for the pipe again while recalling her red eyes shining fiercely.
It’s much better to be the talk of the town in the social world than to be buried without a sense of presence.
'I'm in a bad position compared to Behonick who was under the name of the Crown Prince.’
His mother made him do a big task saying that everything will go as he pleases afterwards, but his position in the social world was not much different before and even after going to the North.
‘I want to put that halo behind my back because Seymour is a family with a long history and high reputation.’
The 3rd Prince’s black eyes gleamed with greed.
“Yeah, she is very beautiful. Deborah caught my eye the most during the title ceremony.”
Count Rowan told the truth once as he started to talk.
“Your opponent is Sir Isidor. It won't be easy.”
“There are soldiers guarding the castle walls everywhere. That's why it's important how you enter the castle.”
The 3rd Prince curled up his red lips and smiled perversely.
“Well, it might be possible to capture it. Because a woman's heart is like a reed.”
The Count grinned while tapping the ashes from the pipe.
“What do you mean?”
“Everyone knows that Deborah had a heart for Philaf Montes until last year. There was even a talk of marriage once.”
“Phew-.”
“Sir Philaf went to the academy with another woman, but no one knew that she would change her mind this easily.”
‘There may not even be a very deep relationship between Duke Visconti and Deborah.'
The 3rd Prince, who enjoyed the party until dawn, made his next appointment with Count Rowan before leaving the party.
He liked Count Rowan, who was quick at social rumors and pleased him well.
'Seymour...…’
His sweaty body leaned against the carriage and narrowed his eyes as he looked over the window overlooking the Imperial Palace.
* * *
“That day, the event ended nicely thanks to you.”
Why is the 3rd Prince at the academy?
I felt flustered as I saw the 3rd Prince popping out of nowhere and Isidor, who was walking on campus with me, also had a hardened face that wasn't much different from mine.
“At that time, you heard the introduction from my vassals, so you must have known who I am. Deborah.”
"Yes. Although, I’m not sure why I need to know.”
I spoke in suspicion and the 3rd Prince's mouth trembled slightly.
“How should I put it, you are a very honest lady. I like that part of you. You made me become very interested in you.”
…What are you saying suddenly.
As I looked at the 3rd Prince while swallowing a vain smile, I suddenly felt faint energy and glanced sideways.
Not surprisingly, Isidor's expression was colder than ever.
Isidor exuded the faint atmosphere like an arrow under solid protest and he took a step towards the 3rd Prince with no time for me to stop him.
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Chapter 137
“I should make time for this too, right?”
Belreck said with his hand clasped behind his back when he heard that his father was preparing for a family outing.
“It’s just a simple picnic, so there’s no need for you to attend out of a sense of duty?”
Belreck frowned at his vassal’s reply.
“You must be thinking that I have no thought of coming whenever there's a casual gathering?”
"....I’m sorry."
“Also. if Rosad is the only one to come along, wouldn’t I be losing the opportunity to gain brownie points from my father?”
If he wanted to go, he could just say honestly that he wanted to go but Belreck expressed his intention to come along to the family outing while making all sorts of excuses.
‘Usually, he would only be stuck in the Tower, but why does Belreck keep doing things he never does?’
Meanwhile, Rosad, who was called to various social gatherings, had to spare his time while biting the bullet at the rumors of his twin brother tagging along to the outing. This is because there would be nothing good coming out of this situation if he was the only one absent.
In the end, all of the direct family members of Seymour gathered on the day of the outing.
The servants that were on standby to assist them had no choice but to be astonished at the glamorous side of the Seymour's family members who looked frosty cold but also beautiful.
“Why did you two come? I heard that you guys were as busy as bees.”
When both of the busy sons showed their faces side by side, Duke Seymour’s expression did not show dislike and instead, he looked flustered.
“I keep thinking of my family’s faces since I was alone in the East.”
'Ha, that jerk... full of pretence.’
When Rosad talked shamelessly, Belreck swallowed his sneer quickly.
Enrique, who fell asleep with anticipation, blinked with a stiff pale face when the brothers he wasn't very close to appeared out of nowhere.
“Since you are already here, I have no intention of driving you away. Let’s go.”
Duke Seymour took the lead while throwing a joke.
After a while, the carriage procession carrying Seymour's direct line passed through the townhouse and headed to the estate on the outskirts.
* * *
'Why does it have to be the ranch?'
I rode the white house brought by the servants while swallowing hard on the tension.
I once practised horseback riding a few times back in the townhouse because horseback riding is the basic knowledge of the nobles, but it was the first time I rode a horse at such a big ranch.
'I'm glad I have good athletic ability.'
Deborah was a speed manic and rode the horse faster, but I was still adapting to horseback riding and riding it as slow as possible.
Then, Duke Seymour matched my pace unintentionally and my father’s face looked happy as if he had misunderstood something.
“It’s not that bad riding a horse while looking at the scenery in such a relaxed manner?”
"......Yeah."
Belreck and Rosad were racing their horses competitively at a distance. Falling behind each other seemed to hurt their pride.
“Tch! Those guys were making a ruckus even when we came up here. Come to think of it, our youngest is the most dignified person.”
Enrique was riding a horse with an upright posture and his white cheeks blushed slightly at father’s praise. He must have liked the word ‘Our youngest’.
After a while, a large lake with a cottage came into sight and the servants prepared some simple food and tea.
There’s a small boat with a large awning on the lake for boating.
‘It’s relaxing.’
Belreck approached me when I was gazing at the lake that reflected the sky and trees like a mirror.
“Deborah. Who do you think arrived first?”
He asked a childish question and Rosad stared at me as he pulled on the horse’s rein.
“How would I know what's behind my back?”
I moved immediately as I didn't want to suffer a side blow in the fight.
“Honestly, who did you cheer for?”
“I did not cheer for anyone.”
“Try to think about it at least once. There must be a side that your heart subconsciously inclines to, right?”
“I now could understand clearly that my brother is behaving this childishly because you wanted to call me sister.”
“How can you say that out loud?”
After I left behind the reddened Belreck, I sat on the chair in front of the cottage and looked around.
Duke Seymour was teaching Enrique how to throw skipping stones and Rosad was riding the horse around the area.
It was a peaceful sight that wasn't anything like the previously ruined family where we never visited each other.
“By the way, Deborah. I have something I’m curious about."
Belreck didn't get tired and sat across from me.
“I won’t answer any childish questions.”
“It's a serious question. I sold five of the artifacts you designed the other day, but what is their exact purpose?”
“It's a machine that makes a dessert called cotton candy. The liquid candy is pushed at the outer wall due to the rotation of the container and it would spout out something like a fine thread through the small hole.”
“Huh, I can’t believe it's being used in Armand.”
“Do you know Armand?”
“It's the place that sells coffee. It's effective in chasing away drowsiness so I’ve been coming to that place whenever I’m at the Tower nowadays.”
The demand for coffee is increasing every day to the extent that Belreck knows about it too, but it’s not something to be pleased about.
'The supply of coffee beans will be strongly disrupted..…”
It’s more troublesome as the merchants from the Duchy of Perdin were quick-witted and are increasing the price of coffee beans.
‘It was quite a smooth ride since the thug-like head of Bruno is gone.’
I was deep in my thoughts, but then put them aside and averted my gaze towards the lake. This place is too beautiful and peaceful for me to think about work.
"Damn it!"
Then, Belreck suddenly stood up again while breaking something.
He screamed as he looked at the beetle sitting at the table.
‘He’s really chaotic.’
I caught the beetle with a handkerchief and threw it on the ground because I wasn’t really scared of insects even though I’m scared of ghosts.
“What kind of insect is so big?”
“Aren’t you supposed to call me sister at this point?”
"Sister!"
Enrique called me at a good timing and approached me, then he hesitated when his eyes met with Belreck
“The youngest is still just tiny.”
“N-no, I will grow taller!”
Belreck stood up with a sneering face and the child glared at him from behind before sitting next to me.
“Brother is scary and bad. I like my sister the most.”
'Ah, he’s so cute.'
I caressed Enrique several times as he was gulping down his glass of milk with a resentful face. The child shook his hair and rubbed his mouth that was smudged with milk.
Soon, Duke Seymour also sat down at the table and took a light bite.
Although we played on our own, the picnic went more smoothly than expected.
"Sister. Are you going to see the lake?”
He was stiffed out of timidness because of his brothers, but now Enrique seemed to have loosened up. He talked to me while following me like a chick.
"Yup. Shall we go together?"
Enrique nodded his head and held my hand tightly.
I put my hand in the cold lake water for a while and then sat down in the field of grass. Enrique was squatting next to me and smelled the flowers like a delighted cat.
"Sister. Here."
Enrique showed me the flower ring made by his tiny little hands.
When I pushed out my hand, he put the flower ring on my finger carefully.
“It's amazing. Are you giving this to me? Thank you. Enrique.”
When I put the white flower in Enrique's ear in return, the child smiled brightly.
'You look happy.'
Come to think of it, it’s the first time for Enrique to play comfortably while feeling a sense of belonging with the family.
I smiled back unknowingly as the warmth spread to my heart and I stroked the child’s hair gently.
* * *
Rosad left the horse with the reins tied to a tree and he was unintentionally reminded of his childhood as he watched Enrique and Deborah playing around
‘Unexpected.'
It might be because his sister's resemblance with his mother’s appearance was so much alike.
When he looked at his sister surrounded by the wildflowers, the old memories of when he walked across the garden while holding his mother’s hand passed by like a breeze.
‘.....She’s changed.'
What the hell made Deborah change?
'Is it the Duke of Visconti?'
Deborah did not only bring change to herself, but also to the people around her. The atmosphere in the house, Enrique, Belreck, even father
‘I will never get used to this kind of atmosphere.’
Rosad was crossing his arms with a speechless expression, and then he felt a pang in his heart when he saw Deborah smiling softly towards Enrique.
This is because he was reminded of her mother’s smile in the past as if they were overlapping for a moment.
'I have never thought that Deborah and mother would look so much alike.'
Their appearance was similar for sure, but Deborah did not have his mother’s atmosphere, that was like the tranquil lake, at all
However, it was not until just now.
Since earlier, Belreck was also glancing at the place where Deborah was as if Belreck had similar thoughts as him.
‘Belreck came here because he wanted to spend time with Deborah.'
He could figure out Belreck’s mind in an instant, maybe because they are twins.
Rosad looked at his sister's face again and then went to the small boat where his father was standing.
“Are you coming along?”
“I am the master of controlling airflow through magic. I am better than calling a group of boatmen.”
He was trying to show off his magical powers in front of his father.
Rosad flew around in the war because he used a lot of formulas for the wind system magic
“Then, will you row the boat?”
Duke Seymour wanted to see the skills of his eldest son, who was famous enough to be adapted in the theatre recently.
“Yes. I only need one person to control the direction.”
“I think the both of you can go back.”
“You should go back.”
It was then.
When the boatman received the order to go back, he suddenly ran in front of Duke Seymour and knelt down.
“What are you doing all of a sudden!”
The servants’ shouted and the boatman plead with a desperate voice
“The Great Duke of Seymour. Please listen to my story.”
“What’s the matter for you to be like this?”
Rosad blocked the man, who’s bowing his head, with a cold face. The boatman shouted as if crying out.
“The priest took my newborn daughter a few days ago and did not return her back!”
“You are saying the priest took your child?”
“He said he wanted to check her divine power.”
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“You suffered a lot in the meantime.”
Isidor came to greet his aunt early in the morning and Marchioness Baslein hugged him gently and patted his back.
“I did not even suffer.”
“Well, you must be tired of cleaning up after the bad father.”
She said coldly.
“The vassals also seem to follow you better.”
The mansion that used to have a gloomy atmosphere somewhere, was distinctively different than before.
‘I never thought you would grow up so well.’
She felt fond and proud.
Her nephew was more than what she would say smart.
All the swordsmanship teachers see eye to eye that Isidor would become a prodigy among the swordmasters and the private tutors were amazed that he is smart enough to excel in each field of study.
That’s why Brad Visconti, the former head of the family, cared about Isidor, his grandson, much more than his son.
It was one of the biggest reasons why Albert Visconti, who has never heard anything nice from his father, felt inferior towards Isidor.
“That jerk. There’s no doubt he’s my father’s son.”
Albert even suspected that Isidor was not his son, but his youngest brother who had a wide age gap.
It was a miracle he grew up upright under such a disastrous father.
“By the way, I never thought that the foul human would go in such vain.”
She mumbled like a sigh while sipping tea and Isidor took a sip of tea to hide his bitter smile.
His father's death was absurd because he went in vain.
When he heard the testimony of the servants, it was quite a sight.
‘I never thought he would drink alcohol mixed with drugs.’
In fact, Albert Visconti's sudden death was not in the original story.
In the novel, Isidor stayed longer in the southern provinces than in the capital. If those unpleasant people stopped by the castle, he quickly dealt with them in the shadows.
However, Albert Visconti became more self-indulgent as Isidor stayed in the capital for a long time due to his business partnership with Deborah.
He was looking for great excitement. Then, he died of a heart attack when he brought in the ruffians dealing with drugs inside the mansion and drank heavily.
The sudden death of the former Duke of Visconti was a coincidence caused by a change in Isidor's action.
Also, the influence of the 3rd Prince, who was raised to a title, was not talked about and completely buried in the central social circle because of Isidor’s sudden succession to the title of the Duke.
Their attention was completely focused on the young and graceful Duke Visconti as to who and when he would marry, and what kind of moves that he would make.
“I only heard about you everywhere I go recently.”
Marchioness Baslein had been pestered by the madam who was prying about her nephew for a while.
It was surprising that the partner who appeared with Isidor at his first official setting was the princess of Seymour, who’s also in the middle of everyone’s attention.
‘I hope my nephew will definitely figure it out by himself.’
Deborah’s a lady with a gorgeous background, but the Marchioness was bothered about the princess’ poor reputation.
There is no smoke without fire.
‘Why does it have to be the most talked-about lady….’
She only keeps her thoughts in mind. She already had a lot to worry about, so she doesn’t want to interfere in this kind of thing senselessly.
She looked up in concern but Isidor smiled softly.
“Things will run around and cool off quickly in the social circle, so it will quiet down soon.”
She shook her head.
“Well. We need to see how it unfolds first.”
* * *
The fact that Isidor's partner was Deborah was buzzing at the Academy every day.
It became a more hot issue when the jewelry she received from the Duke of Visconti was very rare and even had her initials engraved on it.
This is because the preparation time needs quite skillful work.
“He already had Deborah in mind since the beginning, so Lady Cyril only made vain efforts.”
Lady Cyril did not appear in the Academy recently perhaps due to embarrassment.
“Based on what I heard, he even prepared a variety of evening dresses, and not only the jewelry.”
“If they are not in a serious relationship, that kind of devotion cannot be explained.”
The ladies who had Isidor in their hearts were disappointed.
“By the way, the Duke must have known Deborah’s personality, so how……..”
“She’s from a good family. She’s a good match for the young duke to establish himself.”
Even in the midst of this, there were also some ladies who refused to acknowledge their relationship.
However, the protagonists of the rumor walked around the campus together as if showing off. In fact, Isidor only came to the Faculty of Magic out of the blue because he wanted to see Deborah’s face.
“Duke. Will you please stop?”
"What?"
“Staring at me.”
Isidor was staring at Deborah’s face with a fixed gaze even when they didn't see each other for just two days while saying he almost died due to withdrawal.
"Gasp."
Guillaume, who was passing by, opened his mouth widely while looking at the strange sight.
“Both of you seem to be in a good relationship. Are you guys dating?”
Tiery approach like a player languidly leaving the frozen Guillaume behind, then Deborah shoots her sharp eyes.
“If, if not, then fine.”
“Why ask when it’s true. I knew it, Tiery’s wits are the best in the world.”
Meanwhile, Isidor said calmly while beaming and Thierry flinched.
"Really? Since when? Deborah. I might be less modest than Isidor, but I have a lot of charms. Think about it.”
“It’s not charms, but boldness.”
Isidor was quite annoyed by Tiery’s provocation as he wasn't sure if it was a joke or he’s being serious.
“Oh, I also play the piano better.”
Although she never came to listen again. Tiery grumbled while thinking it was heartless of her.
“That damn piano, I’m also practising it every day, so can you stop appealing to her?”
Then, Deborah looked like she was holding her laughter while she suddenly folded her eyes and Tiery’s mouth was agape as if the frozen rose was melting.
“This will harm my heart again.”
“Do you want to duel with me?”
When Isidor took off his gloves halfway, Tiery treated him generously.
"I'm joking. I mean, you must treat her well. You are not the only person who is popular.”
“I know better than anyone that she is popular.”
"I'm glad. Deborah. If that jerk upset you, tell me anytime.”
Tiery teased sneakily until the end and then disappeared. Isidor mumbled while saying that Tiery is not someone he can let his guard down.
Deborah seemed to take it as a groundless joke although she didn't take it seriously.
“Are you still practising for real?”
"What……”
When she held Isidor’s hands slightly, he cooled down quickly.
* * *
“Did you see them just now?”
“The rumors of them being in a serious relationship may be true.”
As if the latter’s words were written as forbidden in theology, Mia wanted to cover her ears because of the most talked-about name that even stings the ears of the student with divine power.
‘Annoying.’
Just because she was born as a high-ranking noble, Deborah easily took the attention of the social circle that Mia wanted.
“You must be grateful just for the fact that you were given this good opportunity when you are a mere daughter of a fallen noble. How can you be so passive in everything?”
When she was reminded of Marquis Francois’ words that point her out critically with a stern face whenever they met, her insides were boiling up.
Mia is living under sponsorship from Marquis Francois.
Marquis Francois is a noble of the Senate and he was famous among the wives for his fine appearance and gentle speech like a young man.
He had a fairly wide connection and brought Mia along to various events.
There were many charity events held by the nobles recently because it was the period for the Birth of Goddess Festival and she played the figurehead role by showing her divine power at such a place.
When she thought of Deborah, who got everything she ever wanted and attended the social parties while wearing gorgeous jewelry, as opposed to Mia, who had to endure all sorts of hardships while touching the dirty patients, she chewed her lips irritatingly while burning in rage.
The fishy blood flowed out, but she didn't feel pain as she grew accustomed to pain.
She clenched her fist while biting her swollen lips harder.
* * *
‘The same dreams keep repeating.’
My dreams were restless and ominous recently, but I tried to ignore them and drank a sip of water because there’s no particular problem with my health.
Purple was crouching on the expensive high-quality cushion, then he opened his eyes in my presence and approached carefully.
It licked my finger several times as if comforting me.
I stood up after hugging Purple that had gotten much bigger after escaping from the ancient artifact that Philaf brought.
The townhouse of Seymour was foggy with the morning air.
I was looking at the garden that’s exuding an air of quiet and peacefulness before going outside to take a walk.
“You woke up early.”
Father happened to be walking around the garden.
“You look tired, did you not sleep well?”
“I had a nightmare.”
“Damn. I will send you a drink that is good for sleep.”
I felt quite better after seeing Duke Seymour's worried face. I had accepted him as my father at some point. The Duke suddenly opened his mouth while we were walking inside the garden tinted in dark turquoise.
"Oh, and I’m in the middle of asking around the madam who would teach you etiquette.”
"All right."
I still have time, but the Duke was making early preparations for my debut.
In normal cases, the mother is in charge of teaching etiquette for their daughter ahead of their social debut, so the Duke’s face was somewhat bitter.
"Do not worry."
I held his arm and the Duke caressed my hair while grinning.
“I can’t believe you are trying to comfort me. You are all grown up. When you were digging up the garden, I was absurd as I wondered what kind of bastard did that.”
Duke Seymour had been talking about such ordinary things, and he also said that Enrique wanted to go out together.
“Speaking of which, it would be nice to go to the outskirts.”
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Chapter 135
'Ah, I am so wasted.'
It was the 5th Princess' words and not mine.
She appeared with champagne in both of her hands and emptied the glass quickly as if she was in a race. She also drank a lot while telling Isidor to decide the victory or defeat right here most of the time.
Isidor also drank quite a lot with the 5th Princess, but annoyingly, he is more carefree than usual.
“Deborah. I hope you can call me Vivian comfortably in private.”
The princess said with a slightly flushed face due to the alcohol.
"All right."
“Don’t be so stiff like that and call my name. Hmph! I’m sad.”
“Princess Vivian.”
Her moist eyes became tearier at my call.
"...One more time "
'It's already the fifth time.'
Vivian is the type of person who will repeat the same words when drunk.
“I will take this drunkard away.”
The Crown Prince, who couldn't stand looking at the situation, carried her over his shoulder with a big sigh and the princess huffed.
“Let go of me -! I haven't heard her call my name yet.”
“You have already heard enough. Please stop embarrassing the royal family and go back. Oh, and Deborah.”
The Crown Prince looked at me with a delightful smile.
"Yes?"
“Let’s dance once together with me next time.”
Looking at the mischievous tone mixed in his voice, it was clear that the Crown Prince wanted to tease Isidor.
"You can’t."
When Isidor took the joke seriously, the Crown Prince chuckled.
“What a surprise. Please let me know later how you became close with Isidor, Deborah. We’ll head out first.”
The Crown Prince left leisurely while bringing the 5th Princess who was hiccuping so badly.
“Finally, they are gone.”
Isidor removed the cravat that was choking him while muttering in annoyance.
‘Why… why are you taking it off so dangerously.’
“Whew, it’s hot.”
He looked fine but he loosened his shirt slightly, maybe because he was feeling hot due to the alcohol and the muscles of his long neck came into my sight.
“I want to get some air, so let’s go out together.”
I followed him to the terrace behind the Imperial Palace’s Hall. There was a garden with a small fountain behind the forest.
'How did you know such a secretive place?'
“I have visited the main palace since I was young because of the Crown Prince, so I roughly knew the structure around here.”
Isidor sat on the fountain and I took a seat next to him.
“In the end, only both of us are left.”
Isidor sat close to me and smiled purely like a puppy as if he was in a good mood.
'Is he drunk?'
“I think I’m a little drunk.”
He touched the ends of my hair carefully and lowered his long lashes.
“I’m still fine so don't worry. Aren’t you cold?”
“Yeah.”
Astia has had a cool climate for a long time, so spring and autumn are long while summer and winter are short. But there was no time to feel the cold because I was too bothered by our touching arms.
He pulled my head slightly and made me lean on his shoulder.
I was quite nervous at the sound of Isidor's breathing up close and he played with my purple hair that stretched until my waist for a while.
“Don’t dance with other people.”
He suddenly squeezed my hair and said confidently.
“Is there even anyone who wants to dance with me?”
“You were asked just now.”
“The Crown Prince’s words were probably just meant to tease you.”
It was clearly stated in the novel. The Crown Prince likes the pure and naive girl like Mia.
“You secretly lacked awareness.”
Isidor mumbled quietly and swept up my bangs slowly.
His hot lips touched my forehead once and fell off.
"Pretty."
He laughed while lowering his eyes again.
'Isidor seems to have a lot of laughter when he’s drunk.'
“I think…… for some reason, I keep laughing like a silly guy.”
Then he frowned slightly and rubbed the corner of my lips with his hand.
“Do you perhaps know how to read minds when drunk?”
“You are the one who made me bring out the words I kept hidden inside.”
"Me?"
“Yes. If you keep staring at me with such pretty eyes, I become honest unintentionally.”
He slowly locked our fingers together while blaming me.
“I want to kiss you. Since that day, I keep thinking about it.”
His unfiltered words made me feel tingles in my chest. In fact, I also thought about it from time to time.
When I remembered the tense feeling that spread from my heart to my neck as if I was floating in the air, Isidor’s beautiful face slowly came closer.
‘I am certain that he knows how to read minds.’
I squeezed my hand that was interlocked with his fingers and closed my eyes. Then, he put his lips on my chin while chuckling.
He kissed the end of my chin several times, then bit my lips quickly.
His other arms wrapped my waist like a snake and embraced it tightly, then he pulled me with his lips while biting my tongue gently.
The sweet taste of champagne that he drank lingered on my tongue. The deeper our tongues were battling against each other, my mind was in a greater haze as if I was drunk.
He kept sucking and eating my lips and tongue repeatedly. He was desperate like a person who couldn’t endure the thirst.
At some point, I detached my lips unintentionally as I felt like I might break down from the overwhelming feelings.
When I faced him, his drowsy face took my breath away.
His attractive lips were smeared with my lipstick and his neat bangs were dishevelled.
The collar of his shirt that he released from the cravat was wider than usual, so I felt like I was peeking at something bad for some reason.
His collarbone in front of my eyes was sunken back and forth and his chest went up and down roughly.
“It fell off.”
Red alarm rang in my mind, so I took out my handkerchief while averting my gaze quickly.
He wiped the corner of his mouth slowly and stood up.
“I will take you to the carriage.”
Isidor spoke in a restrained voice and raised me up.
I certainly felt the breathtaking tension in the air but he seemed to take a step back patiently.
When I was filled with strange regret and listlessness, he grabbed my cheeks and kissed me once again while swallowing a slight curse.
The rough and unrefined kiss swept by quickly. I even thought that I might be eaten whole by him.
“You should do that face in front of me only.”
He breathed and said a little pleadingly.
“What kind of face… … ?”
“That expression just now. Come to think of it, I think I wanted to monopolize you for myself all day long.”
Isidor bit the back of my ears as if stamping it. A red mark was left for sure as I seemed to feel a sting.
“I like you so much.”
However, he confessed so that I couldn't do anything. He had a sweet and desperate expression on the other hand.
I couldn't even budge an inch when he, who is meticulous in everything, showed his raw emotions awkwardly.
“I also feel the same.”
Before we parted ways with my swollen lips, I kissed his cheeks lightly in front of the carriage.
He was surprised even though we did it so much just now.
I got into the carriage quickly without looking back because I was embarrassed by his reaction.
* * *
Isidor was speechless for a while holding his cheek because she just left quickly after leaving a sudden kiss.
Heat rose up to his neck later on and deep arousal lingered in his heart.
Deborah did not only play with his feelings but also with his emotions as if pulling on a leash.
‘I missed her so much as soon as we parted ways.’
Actually, he didn't want to send her back so quickly.
If only the place was not in the imperial palace, their lips would be against each other all night. It was so good to the extent of making him crazy.
‘I should have made the next plan right away.’
He had forgotten the important thing as he was being impatient because of the obstructors.
‘It’s more annoying since they are the royal family.’
Isidor frowned when he recalled that the 3rd Prince’s eyes made him reminded of Philaf’s, and he held the handkerchief smeared with her lipstick before riding the horse to return to the mansion.
Upon arriving at the townhouse, the servants moved rushingly to greet Isidor, who officially became the real duke. Miguel, who came to greet him, approached him as he got off the horse.
"What?"
“Madam Agatha is here.”
“Aunt?”
He raised his eyebrows.
Agatha Baslein was Isidor’s aunt. She is the only bloodline left for him.
The Marchioness of Baslen was not on good terms with her foolish brother to the extent of severing their relationship, but she really cherished her clever nephew.
She even came to the extent of having no intentions to commemorate the scumbag and did not even appear at the funeral of the late Duke Visconti.
Marchioness Baslein visited the estate and stopped by the mansion to congratulate her nephew who received the title.
“She is taking a rest from the fatigue of travelling here right now and she said the duke must be tired from the title ceremony, so she decided to meet with Your Grace tomorrow morning.”
Marchioness Baslein and the deceased empress knew each other, so the Crown Prince and Isidor have been close since childhood as they were introduced to each other.
“Pay her great attention so that she does not feel any discomfort during her stay here.”
Isidor had affection for his aunt unlike for his father, then he went into his room after instructing Miguel.
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I screamed in silence.
‘Ack! It’s cold!’
The area around my thigh became wet without any warning. The light purple dress of the silk texture began to stick onto my body unpleasantly due to being drenched in the cold champagne.
“Oh my, I made a mistake with the beautiful lady.”
His hand movements while pouring the champagne were obviously deliberate, but the man in front of my eyes, who is believed to be the 3rd Prince, pretended to be surprised while raising his eyebrows.
"Mistake……..?"
The man curled his eyes strangely at my mumble.
"Right. It’s unfortunate that you seem to feel offended by my mistake. Of course, I will compensate you greatly for ruining your dress until you are satisfied.”
He suddenly spilled alcohol all over me but he did not even apologize and expressed his regret instead.
“I will give you a dress from a famous designer than what you are wearing right now by sending a servant….,”
I grabbed the tablecloth and pulled it even before his words ended.
Soon, the champagne and the finger foods plate on the table spilled over the 3rd Prince’s left leg and white cream stuck onto his black suit pants before falling on the floor.
“........”
A moment of silence flowed in the tea room.
“My hand slipped by mistake. It’s unfortunate. I will send you an expensive robe as compensation.”
“........”
“Phew, the smell is terrible.”
I also didn't forget to talk sarcastically with a cold tone while shaking off the dress that reeks of alcohol.
I intentionally decided to speak more shamelessly than the 3rd Prince. As I was thinking about the rude guy in the same department in my previous life.
“As we live, we are bound to make one or two mistakes. Anyway, Do Hee, you are too much of a perfectionist.”
When he tried to make amends by saying it's a mistake for causing me an inconvenience, the past me couldn't respond properly and let it pass by absent-mindedly.
At times like this, it’s human nature to make the other person feel the same embarrassment as me.
In addition, the fact that I am acting like this might also be because I am confident that Isidor will support my words for sure.
“You are just like the rumors. Audacious.”
The 3rd Prince suddenly laughed loudly while showing his teeth and I took a sip of champagne in my hand.
“I guess I am famous enough to be the subject of rumors. I don't know who you are but, I think you should see a doctor if you think what happened just now is just a mistake……”
I guessed that the man in front of me was the 3rd Prince because his appearance resembled the 4th Queen and had dark blue hair, but I spoke while feigning ignorance.
He is someone who I haven’t been introduced to officially yet. Of course, I might have seen him while passing by at the imperial events in the past, but his face might have changed since he was stuck in the north for quite some time and I can just say that I didn’t know him.
"Doctor?"
“The fact that your hand tremor is bad as you cannot hold your champagne properly, means that it is a serious disease. You should consider it more seriously in order to succeed in your father’s title……”
I slightly rub salt into the wound of the 3rd Prince’s situation as he is far from the Imperial Throne.
“This person is the 3rd Prince, so what do you mean by hand tremor?!”
The foolish guy who I rejected to dance with just now, stepped in furiously.
“You keep being impolite. Where did you learn your manners to keep butting in when the higher-ups are having a conversation?”
Isidor interrupts the guy with a cold voice.
'His words are harsher than usual. Perhaps, Isidor is…...angry?’
The guy flinched in surprise as Isidor’s coldness touched his skin and Isidor turned his gaze to the 3rd Prince with a cold face.
“You also know the best by yourself that you did not act like a member of the imperial family just now.”
“Hah, are you lecturing me right now? I was never lectured by my father, the Emperor, but I was lectured by you, who just became a Duke?”
"No. I’m not pointing you out. It would be better if you say it clearly in a direct manner rather than looking petty.”
I suddenly realized why the 3rd Prince deliberately poured champagne on me at Isidor’s sharp criticism.
If there is someone the royal family wanted to be introduced to, it is customary for their acquaintance to be the middle person without them talking directly.
However, there is no right person to be the bridge between me and the 3rd Prince.
The 3rd Prince wanted to talk to me, so he suddenly poured champagne on me since he wanted to save his face.
If I did not cause a ruckus, he probably would turn the situation as he intended under the pretext that he would compensate me accordingly.
'But why are you doing this to me? Please talk as much as you like to the heroine, Mia.”
The 3rd Prince, who turned pale with humiliation at the word petty, twisted his lips while I was feeling absurd
“Duke of Visconti. You will regret running your mouth recklessly like that.”
It was the typical villain’s line who was out of words.
“I look forward to it.”
Isidor suddenly took off his outer coat while narrowing his eyes like a fox.
Then, he suddenly covered me with it.
“I did a good job at preparing several evening dresses. It was hard to choose just one as you suit all of them.”
I felt like the area spilled with alcohol was not only at the hem of my skirt and thighs, but also my upper body.
“You might catch a cold.”
A group of nobles entered the tea room just in time and when they saw me wearing Isidor’s coat, they were confused.
They came to a hasty conclusion as they thought I did something when they saw my skirt reek of alcohol.
“What happened suddenly?”
However, their doubtful gaze towards me changed soon.
“Someone might have drank too much as they were excited from being raised to a higher title.....”
Isidor spoke words full of meaning while looking at the 3rd Prince’s party and brought me out of the tea room quickly.
Isidor left them behind and shook his finger lightly like he did at Blanchia.
Crash-!
There was a loud breaking and crushing sound from behind. I realized right away that the mess was caused by Isidor with his teleportation magic.
“What the hell is going on?”
“I think some noble made a mistake as he was already drunk.”
Someone managed to translate Isidor's mumbling words and moved away.
"Oh my gosh……”
The elderly noble, who stopped by to appease their hunger, went out of the tea room that was reek in wine and champagne and clicked their tongue.
“It wasn't even long since the banquet started, but I can’t believe you are in that state since you are drunk already.”
“No matter how delighted you are to be raised into a higher title, you seem to be making a lot of noise with no demeanor.”
When I saw Isidor change the situation to his advantage in an instant, I was astonished.
I changed my wet dress to a new one from Isidor and came back alone.
Isidor was receiving congratulations from the nobles, then he left them quickly as soon as I approached him.
“You don’t have to talk with them anymore?”
“Who would dare to say anything to me, the Duke? They won’t be that daring.”
“It's an abuse of power.”
“I have to be stronger to protect it.”
He mumbled something quietly in a voice full of meaning.
"What?"
“Let’s go out and take a walk together after a little while.”
However, I was approached by the 5th Princess with champagne in both of her hands and I was stuck with her for a while.
* * *
The 3rd Prince swept up his blue hair that flowed over his forehead in nervousness.
The foolish Marquis of North, who kept sipping alcohol from the moment he stepped in the hall, suddenly fell over the long bar table lined with wine and everything on top of the table fell over like a domino, so the inside of the tea room became a mess beyond actions.
He was also considered like the fool who drank heavily out of excitement as soon as he returned to the capital as one of those damn country bumpkins.
'Damn it, the smell of alcohol.'
He went out of the grand hall and threw his black coat roughly on the floor.
The more he thought about it, the more furious he got.
He completely believed in his mother’s words that the situation would turn to his advantage after coming back from suffering in the north for a while.
He gathered power while enduring the nagging of the black magician given by his mother in that boring and cold place, but when he actually returned to the capital, there was another jerk who devoured all of the sweet rewards.
‘What a load of rubbish that the woman with no presence is a saint……’
He clicked his tongue when he thought of Mia whom his mother briefly introduced him to.
It would be better to steal Deborah from Duke Visconti rather than such a boring woman and he felt that it is more exciting to make Deborah bow under him.
Deborah is the person that caught his eyes the most at today’s place.
Of course, there were a lot of beautiful ladies, but Deborah had a cold yet alluring appearance just like her rumors of being a villainess. There was also a dark corner that stimulated his secret desires.
‘How proud of you to be a Seymour. How dare you do that to the royal family.’
The 3rd Prince recalled her red eyes that looked at him like she was sneering at him and his lips distorted.
Every time he saw the appearance of those who should be crawling under him holding their head high, it hurt his pride. He never thought he would get used to these feelings at all.
“Javi. Why are you out already? Let's talk more inside.”
Javi is Javier’s nickname.
His mother, the 4th Queen, approached and caressed her son’s haggard face with a sorrowful look.
“Javi. What is this smell of alcohol? It's too early to get drunk...…”
He recalled the annoyance in his black eyes.
“Should I bear with it without drinking?”
“Why are you angry?”
“The plausible title of War Hero was taken by Rosad Seymour and there would be no nobles who don’t know that Isidor, who recently took over the title Duke of Visconti, is close to the Crown Prince.”
“.......”
“I came after suffering in the north, but on the contrary, I am constantly being pushed away from the centre of the social world. I did everything as mother said!”
“Calm down, my child.”
She looked at her son, who exactly resembles her, like it wouldn't hurt her even if she didn’t blink her eyes and then her eyes shined like an abyss
“Everything will be yours. Don't worry.”
However, Javier grit his teeth after pushing her away roughly and walked quickly towards the Palace of Autumn where his residence was located.
The 4th Queen stared at her son's back for a while with dark eyes. She was also biting her fingernails enough to smear blood on her lips.
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The 4th Queen, who was looking towards me, turned her body around slowly and disappeared among the nobles. I kept trying to deny my gut feeling.
‘Well, she is a total stranger so why would she stare at me out of the blue?’
However, the eerie feeling that I felt the moment our eyes met was still lingering in my heart.
When I was patting my thumping heart, I suddenly came back to my senses at the Crown Prince’s word.
“Duke Visconti and Princess Deborah. See you at the after-party banquet.”
"Yes. Your Highness."
“See you later.”
The 5th Princess walked away after shaking my hands. As soon as they disappeared, Isidor spoke to me.
“Are you uncomfortable somewhere?”
When I shook my head, he caressed the back of my hand gently.
“The event is long, right? There are quite a lot of nobles who were awarded with titles this quarter.”
There were nobles who inherited titles from their fathers like Isidor, but there were quite a few nobles whose titles were gained from their contributions.
This is because monster waves occurred frequently due to the recent crack in the barrier and there were many people who played an active part in the front line other than Rosad.
The 3rd Prince also played an active part in the battlefield.
In the novel, he returned to the capital with the support of the northern lords.
He was described as having a strong presence in the novel, but now it seems like his presence is being buried because of Rosad.
‘By the way, why did Rosad suddenly become a star?’
Unfortunately, there was also news that the theatre adaptation of Rosad’s recent contribution will be released.
He’s a guy with a bad personality but he’s famous because he is handsome and takes good care of his appearance.
Belreck, who earned a fortune from my massager, was only stuck in the tower and in a hurry to meet the demand for the magic tools.
'Is it okay to be like this?'
The original story was flowing strangely, so I smacked my lips.
“It’s an uncomfortable place, but thank you for coming with me.”
Isidor whispered gently to me while I was deep in thought.
“Shall we go back to our seats? The event will start again soon.”
I don't even need to be escorted but Isidor pushed out his arms as if he wanted to link arms with me.
I pinched my forearm slightly because he looked cute and he smiled with his eyes that seemed to be in a good mood.
The moment he smiled, I heard a short scream like a dolphin somewhere but I tried to ignore it.
After a while, the Emperor, who was temporarily absent for a break, appeared. The ceremony of the title succession that paused for a while, proceeded again.
After a long wait, the awarding ceremony for the title of Duke was carried out.
Isidor walked on the red carpet between tall marble columns and walked up onto the high platform. Then, he kneeled politely in front of the emperor.
“I wish for the glory of the Duke of Visconti’s family, the pillar of the Empire.”
Even the people who came were holding their breath at the reverent moment that is just like a drawing.
'Why is there no magic to shoot a video?'
Fortunately enough, there are some painters who will record this moment as a drawing.
‘They look like they are struggling.’
The painters had faces as if they wanted to tear the paper right away. It was an expression that they couldn't figure out how to draw that face on the canvas.
‘Well. Even pictures and videos could not capture that beauty.’
I look at him for a while when receiving the title and thinking that it's a close funny comment.
* * *
After the event, a banquet was held in the central grand hall of the Imperial Palace.
It was also a great place to build connections for the nobles who just received new titles because important figures also attended.
‘I can’t believe even the Lord of Tower is coming to the banquet.’
‘I certainly thought that he would be absent.’
Some of the nobles were excited when the Duke of Seymour would show up as he only appeared in official settings but did not attend such an informal banquet.
They approached him as they wanted to be acquainted with the Lord of Tower through this opportunity, but then they took a step back immediately.
This is because the atmosphere of Duke Seymour was bloodthirsty as if he would bite onto anyone.
He had a gaze like he would freeze every part of the hall immediately. When Deborah, who just changed into the banquet dress, approached him, he turned into a kind and caring father.
'What did I just see?'
There were also people who doubted their eyes among the nobles standing nearby.
“Deborah, it’s time to go back home.”
A moment of trouble passed by Deborah’s eyes at Duke Seymour's suggestion as if he was gritting his teeth.
Isidor, who is no different from the protagonist of this event, must remain at this banquet hall for some time. However, if his partner leaves right now, he would be in a weird situation.
However, the Duke of Seymour did not care about his circumstances.
“It is a very tiring place. Why are there so many nobles here? It would be better to go home and take a rest quickly since tomorrow is Monday.”
“Actually, I’ve been waiting to dance the first song with father but if you are tired, we should probably return home, right?”
Duke Seymour froze.
“Cough. I didn't say that I am tired. I am worried since it has been a long time since I danced, but….”
He gently held his daughter’s hand who requested a dance while trying to hide his happy face.
‘That guy knows some basic manners.’
Isidor, who gave way to her first dance willingly, stood against the wall all alone.
The Duke of Seymour inwardly sticks out his tongue as he sees Isidor who doesn't give a single glance to others even though beautiful young girls roam around his area.
‘That impersonal guy.’
Although it is better than being full of humanity.
‘The person who suits the Seymour well must be a magician. The knight is just so-so.’
He had been foolish and indifferent to his children, so he finally could have the first dance with his daughter. However, it was inevitable for him to feel that Isidor is like a thief because Isidor was waiting for the opportunity to dance with his daughter.
As soon as the Minuet song started, Duke Seymour changed his steps while ignoring the beat as if he forgot to dance and Deborah, who had good athletic ability, matched her steps with him easily.
“Deborah.”
Duke Seymour said while turning slowly.
“I heard that you are making a textbook for beginner formulas at the academy?”
“I made it during my spare time thanks to Enrique.”
“You're admirable. I hope that you keep continuing to do what you want just like right now. Without being restricted by the traditions.”
Actually, she was working hard in order to be a rich jobless person, but the Duke didn't know the truth.
“Also, you should never believe the words of a man. This is the truth.”
“..........”
On the other hand, the appearance of the Lord of Tower, who was famous for being cold, dancing with his daughter drew the attention of everyone there.
When Deborah turned gracefully while fluttering her evening dress, their exclamation also flowed out.
‘It’s regretful that she does not look beautiful in my eyes only.’
Isidor was looking around the ballroom while quietly standing against the wall, then he approached her who had just finished dancing with Duke Seymour while wearing his white gloves.
'I shouldn't ask Deborah for a dance today.'
It is basic etiquette for their first dance to be with their ball partner, so only when her dance with Isidor ended, the other guys could ask her for a dance.
If Isidor doesn't dance with her, they have no choice but to wait forever.
He hid his intentions and carefully arranged her dress hem that was rumpled by the Duke’s step.
“If my daughter comes back late, I will make the Duke of Visconti responsible for it. You should be ready for war.”
Duke Seymour left the ballroom after whispering as if leaving a warning and Isidor looked at Duke Seymour’s back with a strange feeling.
He really felt like his neck would fly away by an ice arrow immediately just now, but maybe because he yielded the first dance, Duke Seymour’s bloodthirstiness subsided.
‘I feel like I still have a long way to go.’
The saltiness will never be diluted just by pouring a bucket of water into the sea.
“What did he say?”
“He told me not to make you too tired. Oh, aren’t you hungry? Let’s go to the tea room.”
“Sure. Duke.”
They went into the tea room in the back.
There were still a lot of people talking in the hall, so inside the room where finger foods were prepared was quiet.
“Try this. This will be delicious as the cream cheese is on top.”
Isidor brought a lot of food like a mother bird carrying food to its nest.
When I was appeasing my hunger by eating the biscuit topped with smoked salmon, a group led by the 3rd Prince entered the tea room as they were making a loud noise.
The people that appeared with the 3rd Prince, Javier Histach, were the northern lord who was raised to the status of Marquis and his sons.
The 3rd Prince, who came to the north while leading the army given by the imperial family, attacked the monsters successfully and distinguished himself greatly on the battlefield with the northern lord by his side.
Minu Marshal, the eldest son of the lord, was not familiar with the situation in the capital and he could not grasp the reality properly even though he heard about Deborah’s evil reputation.
“As expected, the ladies in the capital are different in many ways.”
He kept whispering behind since a while ago saying that she is pretty.
When he met Deborah at the quiet tea room in the midst of that, he approached her and asked for a dance. But he was rejected right away.
"I refuse."
“Can you tell me the reason why?”
“Can’t you see I’m in the middle of eating?”
“Well, I'm not telling you to dance right away, but maybe later…..”
“You cannot do that. Even me, her partner, haven't danced with her yet. Above all, you lacked manners. I’m telling you this is not the appropriate place to ask for a dance.”
As soon as the Duke of Visconti stepped in, Minu Marshall stepped back as if running away.
At that time, the 3rd Prince was holding a glass of champagne and he suddenly poured the champagne on Deborah’s skirt. As if it was a mistake.
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Chapter 132
When the coachman opened the large carriage door, the crowd was quiet with anticipation.
Various nobles attended to receive titles, but the main character of the day was Duke Visconti.
Then, the youngest Duke of the Empire appeared.
They were wondering how great of a person he is to even become the Flower of The Year even though he is a man, but he is a beauty that could not even be imagined with poor imagination.
Those who imagined Duke Visconti would be the pure handsome guy because of the title of the flower, were also surprised by his large physique and overwhelming atmosphere.
They expected he would look quite easy as he took the title of the Duke at a young age, but they were mistaken.
'If anyone stands next to such a fine man, they will surely be overshadowed.'
Afterwards, he politely reached out his hand and escorted his partner from the carriage.
As soon as the woman with a stone-cold appearance got out of the carriage, the crowd were in silence with different meanings while holding their sigh.
They were doubting the rumours that they had gotten close but eventually, Deborah is the partner of Duke Visconti.
‘I never thought he would bring her as his partner here.’
'I guess it's true that there has been some kind of relationship going on between Seymour and Visconti since a long time ago.'
‘I heard that she got hold of his weakness.’
However, the moment Duke Visconti smiled softly while looking at Deborah, the people there realized how groundless the rumors that were going around and the reality was actually simple.
Someone said that cough and love could not be concealed, so everyone can clearly tell that Duke Visconti seemed to have fallen in love with the princess of Seymour.
She linked his arms with confident eyes and the young duke laughed shyly. Then, he carefully fixed her slightly twisted bracelet.
‘Is he completely smitten with her?’
The fellow men especially knew better. The fact that such expressions can never be made up.
Certainly, he looked dignified and cold up until now, but now he looked like a youthful teenager at that fresh age.
Then, Isidor suddenly brought his face closer to her pale cheeks and the brief shriek was heard around them.
It was an unintentional sound made by the ladies who glanced over their fans.
They were wondering why their faces are so close together, but suddenly they were whispering,
However, Deborah seemed to be in foul mood even though Duke Visconti is being so affectionate,
She fluttered her fans while frowning a little.
Actually, her face hardened as she was so nervous due to her fear of attention and she was just fluttering her fan because she was hot to the extent of drenching in cold sweat, but the people began to fall deep in confusion.
‘I think…. Duke Visconti seemed to like her more?’
'I guess I was not the only one to think that. I even doubted my eyes for a moment.’
'Just what kind of charms she has...…’
'Honestly, she is beautiful.'
‘She is more aristocratic than anyone in terms of appearance.’
In addition to her long-term evil reputation, her beauty was not well-known because they were shocked at everything she did recently.
However, the atmosphere that the both of them exuded were completely opposite so her presence did not feel overshadowed at all even though Duke Visconti stood next to her and both of them stood out strikingly.
'They suit each other well. Even their behaviour is perfect.’
A madam muttered.
‘Any other young lady would be so nervous in this kind of place but, as expected, her confidence is as great as the direct line of Seymour.’
'Her clothes are also formal and stylish.'
The accessories weren't excessive, and the silk dress she wore was very unique.
The mermaid line dress looked blue at first glance, but it gradually changed into purple towards the hem of the dress. The dress emphasized her height and matched her skin tone well.
The blue diamond shining from her white neck was especially a masterpiece.
'That jewel... Isn't it the blue diamond that was mined not long ago? It is called the water drop diamond, reminiscent of the tears of a mermaid…..’
Obviously, it was Isidor’s marketing strategy.
‘I can’t believe Deborah is the first person to present that rare jewel after the pink diamond.’
The Duke of Visconti and Deborah were seated at the front under the guidance of an imperial servant and the nobles who saw the necklace up close as they passed by could not hide their astonishment.
'Did you see the delicate crafted cursive writing at the bottom?'
‘Mineral craftsmanship is popular these days.’
'I am sure her name was engraved on it! There are very small diamonds embedded in the line.'
‘Oh my god, no one could ever wear it on their neck even if it was lost on the black market.’
‘Well. What rights do you have to wear the necklace engraved with Deborah Seymour’s name? You should be glad that your neck did not fly away.’
Although the Emperor who was led by the royal family appeared, the interest of the nobles was still focused on the youngest duke and the princess of Seymour.
There was also a gaze looking down at Deborah with cold eyes.
* * *
‘I never thought it would be such a large scale place.’
I expected that Isidor would draw attention, but I never thought that I would be seated in the front where I could see every inch of grey hair in the emperor’s blue hair.
‘Because I was eaten up with jealousy…..What the hell have I done?’
I had a thought that Lady Cyril or something is bold. I never thought I would sit in front of the Emperor.
I watched the local lords receiving the title in a stiff manner.
The Emperor awarded the title starting from the title of Count and Isidor’s title is the highest here so he will be awarded last.
It seemed like every place would make the highlight of the show the last thing to be presented.
‘If I buy a title as well, it must be at an appropriate level.’
I think I can live around 2 years with this moment right now.
I suddenly made eye contact with the 5th Princess who was sitting in the imperial seat as I was staring blankly in front while calculating inside my mind.
She winked and made a gesture to drink something.
“Did you decide to have a drink with the princess?”
Isidor whispered softly to me and my shoulder hunched as I felt tickles in my ears.
"No."
“... I also should not let my guard down on that side either.”
'What are you saying?'
“The same goes with your father.”
Isidor quickly removed his face from my ears and kept muttering something gibberish saying that he almost died just now.
'By the way, I'm really bored.'
I bit my lips to suppress the yawn that would come out of boredom as the repeating pattern continued.
The atmosphere gradually became dull and I also felt that the Emperor felt tired as he kept saying the same things.
After the awarding ceremony for the title of the Count, which lasted for around three to four hours, there was a brief time for refreshments and the surroundings became disarranged.
“Deborah. It’s quite different to see you here. You also look so pretty today.”
“Your Highness. How have you been?”
"I’m fine."
The 5th princess came together with her companion with a relieved face. The person who came together with her is the Crown Prince.
‘Come to think of it, the 5th princess is the only younger sister of the Crown Prince.’
Since the name of the first Empress is different, both of them with the same mother probably depended on each other a lot within the imperial family.
On the other hand, the Crown Prince shook hand lightly and bumped his shoulder with Isidor. It was a move that was likely to be done with close friends.
And I felt a strange sympathy while looking at the Crown Prince who was deceived by a scammer.
'Your Highness. This scumbag is the Master of Blanchia.’
But still, I kept my mouth closed as my lover’s life is precious…...
“I should call you Duke of Visconti now.”
“You can call me comfortably, Your Highness.”
"Haha. Sure. Duke of Visconti.”
When their greetings were done, the Crown Prince stared at me with eyes full of curiosity.
“...This person is Princess Deborah.”
Isidor introduced me to the Crown Prince with a hint of reluctance because the imperial family does not give their greetings first.
The Crown Prince bursted into a short laughter.
“Isidor, I didn't know you have this kind of side.”
“.........”
“I also heard your name a lot from my sister, Deborah. Vivian is completely smitten with you. You also have excellent talent in magic theories, right?”
“I’m flattered.”
“You don’t have to be so humble. Rosad also contributed greatly by playing active part in the war and I heard your name here and there, so I wanted to have a conversation with you like this.”
He spoke with an impatient expression.
“But there’s one thing I’m curious about. Since when have you been so close with Isidor? My friend is not this kind of person so he has no interest in this kind of thing. It’s not strange even if he suddenly enters the monastery one day.”
"Brother. Won’t Deborah be troubled with such a question? Also, I am closer to her. Right, Deborah?”
Isidor narrowed his eyes and the 5th princess linked with my arms triumphantly.
“Aren't we in a relationship where we interact with our soul while sharing deep knowledge? It’s just a high dimensional world that the knights will never understand.”
'But Isidor is a Magic Swordsman.'
Isidor raised his eyebrows slightly with a stiff face and the Crown Prince muttered while pressing his temple with a tired face.
“Vivian. I’m begging you, let’s talk about the marriage laws….later on.”
'What the hell are you talking about?'
Why did I feel like they were talking about me, but I could only understand half of their words?
I felt a chill gaze somewhere while I was standing blankly in confusion, so I turned around my head.
'What is it?'
I suddenly made eye contact with a beautiful middle-aged woman with long straight black hair tied in half.
‘.....I feel like I know who she is.’
She had an exotic appearance and I saw that she sat near the emperor just now, so she must be the 4th Queen as described in the novel.
She is also the mother of the 3rd prince who played an important role in the later part of the story.
‘But why does it feel like… she is glaring at me?’
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Chapter 131
‘Why the hell did I ask him what kind of greed he possessed?’
I’m not even that bold but I provoked Isidor impulsively.
Maybe, I wanted to embrace his clear desires as if it caught my eyes.
“.......!”
The moment our lips met perfectly as if it bumps into each other, I shut my eyes while holding my breath unintentionally.
His hot lips moved as if tracing my lips.
I was also surprised by his clumsiness as his sharp nose grazed all around my face.
‘I’m dizzy.’
My mind became blank at the passionate sensation of our lips intertwining against each other. The tension also arose enough to burn the end of my neck.
The hand that caressed my neck slid up to my ears slowly, then it suddenly rubbed my earlobe.
I cleared my throat and gasped for breath before he bit my bottom lips slightly.
Our teeth touched slightly through the lips, then he touched it very carefully in between his parting lips.
The end of his lips traces on top of my teeth delicately. Then, my heart, which was already beating fast to the extent of giving myself a stomach ache, began jumping up and down.
Isidor’s peculiar scent of freshness that lingers through the nose was surging but a strong heat was rising from our clumsy tongues that were playing with each other.
Soon, a provocative wet sound rang in my ears at the quiet place. The touch that caressed my cheeks slowly was completely gentle as if treating something with care.
I stood frozen just for a while and I responded to his kiss when he slightly pulled my body forward as our entwined movement flowed smoothly.
As I was growing restless, I unintentionally let out a soft groan from my mouth as if I was begging for it.
Then, his large hand suddenly pulled my neck closer and began to devour me fiercely while tilting his head.
“Hmph!”
My mind suddenly turned blank at the sudden change as he drowned in my lips strongly.
The rough and deep kiss, as if he was going to swallow all of me, made me out of breath like I was running fast at a maximum speed.
I think someone is completely controlling my brain.
My chest was thumping sharply and my body kept losing its strength every time the heat was spreading throughout my lower belly. I also felt like the unfamiliar sensation was tingling my arms and legs.
However, he threw himself off me even at my little action as if the leash disappeared.
Then, the piles of books fell down as the desk in the middle rattled and I took a step back while pushing him.
I was unexpectedly able to easily shake off Isidor, then he glanced through my glistening lips while breathing out slowly.
He exuded a rugged atmosphere as if the people looking would feel suffocated and mysteriously fly away.
His sharp eyes were red and his shoulders went up and down every time he took a breath.
He frowned slightly and pushed the desk to the side fiercely. The wooden desk that looked heavy was pushed towards the wall easily and there’s nothing in between me and him.
“I like you so much……”
“.........”
“I feel like I would be out of my mind.”
At his voice full of longing enough to take my breath away, I bit my moist lips.
The turquoise eyes that were like the sea of a gateway, were overflowing like the dark night sea.
I thought he would pounce at me wildly again, but he suddenly reached out his hand and tucked my scattered hair behind my ears very carefully.
"I like you."
He was gentle but then he became ferocious in an instant, and then he confessed sweetly with eyes full of restrain. I couldn't figure out Isidor at all.
Strangely, his duality made me relate to him weirdly and made him look more attractive at the same time.
He has a lot of secrets, but he also has a side where he is excessively honest with me sometimes.
"I like you."
My cheeks flushed at his confession that rang in my ears several times. When I lowered my head slightly, he lifted my chin and rubbed the corner of my eyes gently.
“Please tell me that you like me too.”
He said in a desperate voice as if he was begging.
My voice was gone but I barely opened my mouth and whispered faintly.
He curved his eyes slightly as if he managed to hear it, then he covered my face with both hands and kissed me so that the pecking sounds were heard.
The light kiss that came down softly like a drizzle continued endlessly.
His lips touched all over my cheeks, eyes, forehead, and even eyebrows.
“Shall we date?”
When his gaze met mine, he asked all of a sudden.
I nodded without hesitation. As I stared into his eyes flowing with intense affection.
His eyes were full of surprise even when I agreed to his suggestion and then hugged me tightly.
* * *
That evening. The carriage carrying dozens of baggage arrived at the Seymour family.
The servants of Visconti visited Deborah with a dress, various accessories, and shoes to wear on the day of the title ceremony.
“The dress is really great. It's not frivolous and even so, it’s not that ordinary.”
“I can’t believe he took so much care from the hair accessories to the anklet…..”
Even the servants of the high-standard Deborah were admired for Isidor’s taste and attention to detail.
In addition, the news of Duke Visconti sending gifts went straight into Duke Seymour's ears.
“Has this fox bastard finally gone crazy!”
Duke Seymour ruthlessly tore apart Isidor’s letter that was sent for him while bursting into anger.
“I clearly told him before!”
The vassals tried to calm down Duke Seymour as he was on the verge of attacking Visconti right away and the twins' expressions in the meeting room were flustered.
Deborah was the most talked partner for Duke Visconti’s title ceremony.
‘I thought he would bring the lady recommended by his family because there’s no particular talk about it yet.’
Isn't it such a huge public setting?
All of the royal families will attend and it wi;l even be open to the public, so the fact that Isidor will bring her to that place means that she is extremely special to Isidor.
And it was also a wedge as a serious relationship to those who previously had disagreements about what kind of relationship the two had with each other.
Besides, the people who had various views on their relationship would also be very convinced that it was a serious relationship.
“How dare he make this offer just two days prior to the title ceremony? This jerk is not in his right mind!”
His excuse of running short on time did not work on Duke Seymour.
“What should I do with him?”
Belreck said in gloom.
The fact that Deborah accepted the dress from Isidor meant that the parties had already reached an agreement, so the situation wasn't good.
“Well, if words won’t work, we can tie him in a dangerous place and threaten him to take it back.”
Rosad, whose specialty was kidnapping, imprisonment, torture, and threat, spoke grimly.
“Lord, Lord Rosad. If you really did that, we might be at war with the Visconti family.”
One of the vassals who knew that Seymour's direct line lacked basic common sense was begging in horror.
"I'm kidding."
Rosad pouted.
“....You were joking?”
Duke Seymour was rubbing his chin with a hint of regret somewhere, then stood up with a stiff face.
“Bring forth all the carriages and horses we have right now!”
His eyes sparkled like a snake.
“On the day of the title ceremony, I'm thinking of intruding on every street the Visconti carriage will pass by. The youngest Duke? I will give him a stern hazing as the Duke of 20 years.”
“At least, he won't be able to step foot in this mansion.”
“Please, please relax everyone!”
* * *
‘I almost got in trouble if it wasn't for the teleportation magic.’
Isidor has been receiving various hindrances from the men of Seymour family until this day.
From various rumors to obstruction.
Eventually, he was able to move outside with the magic of movement and entered the Seymour estate in a wagon that had been stopped elsewhere.
Eventually, he was able to move outside by teleportation magic and entered the Seymour estate in a carriage that had been stopped elsewhere.
'How is he here?'
As soon as he appeared in front of the townhouse to escort Deborah, Duke Seymour looked shocked and Isidor greeted him politely while feigning ignorance.
“Duke. Have you been well in the meantime?”
“Thanks to you I’m…… doing well. How come Duke Visconti keeps looking great?”
“I’m flattered.”
Duke Seymour had no choice but to speak politely while grinding his teeth because Isidor was raised to the same position as him.
It was a trap that he might have to speak more formally in official settings.
Deborah appeared with the help of the servants while both of them were facing each other awkwardly.
Duke Seymour swallowed the bitterness at the appearance of his daughter, who looks exceptionally elegant and beautiful today.
He hated to admit it, but the Visconti guy seems to pay great attention in order to make his daughter shine the brightest today.
'He wouldn't have that much time.'
Even the Duke of Seymour, who was not interested in jewelry, could tell at a glance that the necklace is not ordinary jewelry.
“You look so pretty today. See you later, Deborah.”
The duke said kindly while clasping his daughter’s hand.
He will attend this event as the representative of the head of families for the high-ranking nobles, so they will meet again anyway.
‘I. Will. Keep. My. Eyes. On. You.’
Duke Seymour glared brutally at Isidor with such meaning.
Isidor felt the stinging gaze, but he escorted Deborah as politely as possible while keeping his smile.
After that, Visconti’s carriage with the glamorous gold seal departed to the Khorun Castle where the title ceremony was held.
Crowds were already flocking around the castle to see the event.
Most of the people gathered to see the most beautiful duke in the empire even from a distance.
The tallest platform stood tall in front of the Imperial Square.
Chairs with exquisite sculptures of a blue dragon were lined up in the surroundings.
The deep blue chairs are for the queens and the royal family, the purple chairs are for the high-ranking heads of the noble families and their companions. The rest of the seats are for distinguished guests invited by the emperor directly.
The owners of the seats began to appear one by one and as soon as the carriage of Visconti appeared later on, all the gazes of the people in the square were fixated on it.
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