When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 27

Ian had ridden a horse across the street to find Laritte.

But when he reached the gate, her carriage had already left the capital.

“How long has it been since the wagon of Count Brumayer had passed this area?”

A guard at the southern door recognized Ian and hurried to search through the entry and exit documents. A cursive handwriting grazing on the old clumps of the papers was seen.

“15…..It’s been 15 minutes, sire!”
“Thank you.”

They wouldn’t have gone that far.

Since the path outside the capital was dark, Ian borrowed a lamp from the gate before galloping away on his horse.

It was still early spring and the night breeze wasn’t much comforting. It bit his skin. His cheeks were getting red under the fierce fangs of the wind.

If it wasn’t Ian, he wouldn’t be able to endure it.

He continued combing through the various paths.

Riding a horse at night with a single source of light in one’s hand could be very dangerous.

Something in him once asked why he wanted to give up his life like this.

But all he could think about now was that he needed to find Laritte.

His outstanding horse-riding skills shone in the dark.

“Huff….”

He could faintly hear the sound of wheels scratching on the stony path somewhere in the distance.

Ian soon blocked the way by turning his horse right in front of it.

The horse that was leading the carriage neighed loudly at the sudden hindrance before coming to a stop.

The horse was scared. If it was trained well, he could have moved according to its master’s instructions, but Count Brumayer was too ignorant.

The driver of the carriage got furious.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you!”

Even when he slashed the reins on the horse’s back, it was static at its place.

Cursing under his breath, his gaze moved on to the man who stood in front of him.

“What do you think you’re doing in front of the Earl’s wagon?!”

Because of the darkness, he could only make out the silhouette of his opponent.

“……This is the wagon of Count Brumayer?”
“Well, it is! Don’t you know? Can’t you see the crest of the red bird? Come on, get out of our way!”

Ian jumped down from his horse and walked to the carriage. It was not long before he appeared under the light of the carriage.

His gold orbs were dangerously glistening over his dark skin. It could not have been more frightening than a lion appearing in the middle of a mountainous road. A stance intimidating enough to make shivers run down in one’s spine.

gasped and uttered without

it’s the

were fixed on the carriage behind the two knights the Count had sent.

Laritte was there.

A thought occurred to him that

even a single person had treated her well, the situation wouldn’t have gone this far.

said, approaching the carriage.

“Get lost…..Right now.”

their life, even when he didn’t take out

quickly jumped off their seats and ran off, and got

to nowhere. Still, they continued to run even when they stumbled quite a few

soon as they disappeared, Ian walked to the rear of the carriage and stood in

to be of a

ever seen a carriage like

to turn the handle, but

murmured a curse.

his wife. Why were there so many interruptions?

of its sheath

who would waste their

and fell to the

revealed the weak figure

dress he gave her was nowhere to be found and instead, she was wearing

in the corner, she looked like a herbivore being

widened as they spotted Ian’s

out to

“Laritte!!”

wave of a mixture of feelings of relief and resentment, which she had finally recovered from, passed

She gasped out.

“…..Ian?”

was just a few hours ago that she came to know

sighed heavily, lowering his eyes to the ground. But

the hell were you going to

for her reply. But, it never came. So, Ian

tears. It

“…….”

cried with a calm expression

desperation, the pain in her

was the largest emotional

called her with her name. Her own

‘Rose’, but her own.

it made her desperate to

accepting her as the Duchess?

saddened

“Why…..”

murmured, weakly blinking at him.

you yelling at

wasn’t her fault that she didn’t know she

knight – Redra – thought that Rose was going to be the Duchess. Even

was normal in the Empire of

obviously considered ominous to be a bride for an aristocrat. They were a living

it was strange that Ian had come to