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.”

sweet smile towards her. There was no sign of that cold glare she was

nodded to Ava and turned to the

back to the field with

“Ahem! Ahem!”

of discomfort. Meanwhile, the knights realized what mistake they had made.

the said area with a

turned into a barren land. Only small hills, similar to those in a desert, were

reason, Ian expected to

rough ride for days, yet

down,

it’s time to

to take

ordered him to proceed before getting

took out a clean water bottle to drink

this area since they came here following

used to

always had a faint sense of reasoning.

that far, had

gone away, Ian would have known it. In that case,

changed to

He wanted to be able to contact her at least.

mansion every week, so I still have a

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 night. One

a sip

jolted out of

“Laritte?”
“Pardon?”

off the knight’s words, who had

said the Lady’s name,

realized and glossed

“You see, I don’t know what she’s been up to. I’m afraid she has destroyed a statue by now.”

he realized he was speaking gibberish.

dry response and entered

wall of the tent.

him who chose to distance himself from Laritte. But he didn’t like the idea

about it, Ian Reinhardt.’

thoughts before lying down in his

passed as his eyes became heavy.

smelled something flowery in the dark.

up. My sleepy

his eyes.

the shabby tent he saw. It was the bed in his Duchess’ room.

was on top of Ian. His golden

she

the dream smiled gently.

long are you going to sleep? If you want to sleep again, let

didn’t realize it was

virtual world, began to adapt to the scene playing. It

to become a

— Ian?

in a white

away from his face as her frill wrist

sick, are you? If that’s

for words, Ian