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.”

no sign of that cold glare she was delivering to the

of hers. She nodded

back to the

“Ahem! Ahem!”

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

said area with a punitive force.

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

Ian expected to find the dragon quickly.

traveled a rough ride for days, yet

down,

time to hit the barracks.”

to take

to proceed before getting off his

sigh. He took out a clean water bottle to drink water, while his mind slipped into

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

history used to say otherwise.

it always had a faint sense of reasoning. Thanks to that, he could have fled to

that far, had

away, Ian would have known it. In that case, Laritte would be safe.

thoughts changed to

wanted to be able to contact her

letter to the mansion every week, so I still have a few

The knights shared a drink of whiskey with each other. If not, it would have been very difficult to beat the fierce cold

Here’s a sip

of his

“Laritte?”
“Pardon?”

words, who had a bewildered look on his

the Lady’s

glossed

I don’t know what she’s been up to. I’m afraid she has destroyed

realized he was speaking gibberish.

a dry response and entered a private

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

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

enough. Don’t think about it, Ian

the thoughts before lying down in his bed.

his eyes became

something flowery

up. My sleepy husband.

his eyes.

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

Ian. His golden eyes

she

Laritte from the

want to sleep again, let me kiss

didn’t realize it was

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

we are finally starting to become a sweet

— Ian?

was dressed in a white nightgown.

strands away from his face as her

You’re not sick, are you? If that’s the case, you mustn’t get up today.

loss for words, Ian