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.”

was no sign of that cold glare she

smile of hers. She nodded to

the

“Ahem! Ahem!”

was full of discomfort. Meanwhile, the knights realized

investigating the said area with a punitive

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

that reason, Ian expected to find

rough ride for days, yet

down,

it’s time to hit the barracks.”

take a

to proceed before getting off his

sigh. He took out a clean water bottle to drink water, while

to be in this area since they came here following its footprints. But it

used to

was said that despite the dragon being a runaway, it always had a faint sense

gone that far, had it?

had gone away, Ian would have known it. In

changed to her.

was she doing now? He wanted to be able to

send a letter to the mansion every week, so I still

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

Here’s a sip

out of his

“Laritte?”
“Pardon?”

who had a

just said the Lady’s name,

realized and glossed

Laritte was safe.” “Ah, I see.” “You see, I don’t know what she’s been up to. I’m afraid she

realized he was speaking gibberish.

dry response and entered a private tent.

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

to distance himself from Laritte. But he didn’t like the idea of

enough. Don’t think about

thoughts before lying down

passed as his eyes became heavy. Gradually, he fell asleep.

smelled something flowery in the dark.

up. My sleepy husband.

opened his

wasn’t the shabby tent he saw. It was the bed in his Duchess’

His golden eyes

was she

the

sleep? If you want to sleep again, let me

realize it was a dream.

brain, which created the virtual world, began to adapt to the scene

finally starting to

— Ian?

dressed in a white

the hair strands away from his face as her frill wrist

you? If that’s

words, Ian finally