When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 52

The knights had to show their respect toward Laritte at Redra’s signal.

Laritte beckoned Redra, who stood behind her.

“Let’s finish this quickly.”
“Please wait a moment.”

Redra wanted to straighten out their discipline. She was going to set an example today even if she had to punish someone for that. They were the first to cross the line.

“I hope you’re alright……”
“It’s alright. I’m fine. So let’s just proceed. Can you ask them to finish?”

Laritte appreciated Redra’s concern. She herself just had a different understanding of the situation she was in.

“…..As you wish, Madam.”

Redra held out her sword from her waist. Sunlight reflected off the blade as she shouted.

“Raise your sword!”

The knights lined up, grumbling at Redra’s command.

“She’s telling us to raise our swords.”
“To an illegitimate girl? That’s too much.”

When they reluctantly took out their swords, a stout woman walked over the hill where the mansion was located. The keen sight of the knights helped recognize her.

“That’s the nanny. Why does she look so angry?”

Obviously, her anger was directed towards the knights.

Minutes passed as more knights started to notice her.

However, Laritte, who was standing on the podium, did not notice Ava standing behind her.

“Well, I guess that’s enough, right?”

Laritte uttered, and as she began to descend down the podium, the demeanor of the knights gradually changed.

Life in the mansion would be difficult for Laritte if she weren’t in the nanny’s surveillance. Ava took care of everything in the mansion, from food and clothing to maintaining the living spaces.

“Are you saying Lady Ava is on her side? How could this happen?!”

The knights were quick to understand.

Shouldn’t they greet the Duchess properly, then?

But Laritte had already left the podium without receiving any.

‘W-Wait a minute!’

The knights shouted in unison.

Laritte was still unaware.

Any other illegitimate child would’ve been scared to ignore or even face the annoyed expressions of the knights. If such an occurrence were to happen, they would usually keep their gaze at the knights until proper behavior was shown.

The knights started to panic.

What a strange woman!

Laritte was on her way back to the mansion when her eyes found Ava.

“What are you doing here?”
“What else, Madam? When you’re old, your hands and feet get numb when you stay still, so you exercise. Hoho.”

There was no sign of that cold glare she was delivering to the knights minutes

smile of hers. She nodded

her face back to the field with her

“Ahem! Ahem!”

cough was full of discomfort. Meanwhile, the

investigating the said area with a punitive force.

used to be home to many flora and fauna, had now turned into a barren land. Only small hills, similar to those in a desert, were

to find the

ride for days, yet there was no

sun went down,

to hit

to take a rest.

before getting off his horse.

out a clean water bottle to drink water, while his mind slipped into

runaway dragon was supposed to be in this area since they came here following its footprints. But it

history used to say otherwise.

said that despite the dragon being a runaway, it always had a faint sense of reasoning. Thanks to that, he could have fled to another place.

gone that

would have known it. In that

changed

doing now? He wanted to be able to contact her at

to the mansion every week, so I still have a few days.’

was when he got lost in thoughts about Laritte. The knights shared a drink of whiskey with each other. If not, it would have been very difficult to beat the fierce cold of the

sip of

out of

“Laritte?”
“Pardon?”

response cut off the knight’s words, who had a bewildered look on

just said the Lady’s

realized and glossed

meant….. I was worried if Laritte was safe.” “Ah, I see.” “You see, I don’t know

realized he was speaking

knight with a dry response and entered a private tent.

tied with a string beside the wall of the tent. He sat down on the cot arranged

was him who chose to distance himself from Laritte. But he didn’t

Don’t think about it, Ian Reinhardt.’

before lying down in his bed.

eyes became heavy. Gradually, he fell

he smelled something flowery

My sleepy

his

shabby tent he saw. It was the bed in his

Ian. His golden

was she here?

Laritte from the dream smiled gently.

going to sleep? If you want to sleep

realize it

brain, which created the virtual world, began to adapt to the scene playing. It felt so

are finally starting to become a sweet

— Ian?

in a

face as her frill wrist touched his

not sick, are you? If that’s the

a loss for words, Ian