When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 55

Ian and his squadron were still in search of the dragon. Which signified that the dragon had left the plateau.

They were lucky to not need to fight off the beast.

But it was a problem for Ian.

‘My return to the mansion will be delayed.’

The journey took longer than expected because the entire plateau had to be covered in search.

All the while, Ian was feeling strange. His five senses weren’t acting up. Ever since he dreamt of Laritte.

When he closed his eyes, he could hear her giggles, and when he covered his ears, he could smell her scent.

He walked towards his horse and stroked the stallion’s mane.

“What’s up with him?”

The soldiers around him whispered to each other, aware of his strange behavior.

“As expected, he’s starting to become more like the Duchess. They say couples tend to act in the same way after spending time with each other.”
“Hmm, that makes sense.”

Ian began to regret his decision to leave.

The reason why he thought so was that regardless of whether he was close or far away from her, his mind was always filled with thoughts about her.

He constantly muttered under his breath.

“Ethical, ethical, ethical…….”

He did think of Laritte but continually reminded himself that it was because of his ‘ethical’ concerns.

“Ethical, ethical.”

It eventually worked. Now, he was at the point where the word ‘ethical’ came to his mind when he thought of Laritte.

Today marks a week since the squad left for the investigation.

‘I promised to send her a letter today.’

Ian had written down about his situation on a piece of paper, which he gestured to a hawk to carry up through the air. It flew at a fierce speed, enjoying the vastness of the sky.

Despite the distance between the highlands and the mansion, Laritte received the letter without any delay.

And so, it was not long before the hawk returned to Ian.

Ian opened the parchment that contained Laritte’s penmanship.

He read its contents, trying to hold back his laughter.

Laritte had sent him a brief update of what happened at the mansion recently.

The aristocratic knights were back. She made strawberry juice with the help of the maids. She had a peaceful tea time with Ava. And so on.

Finally, Ian received news that all the knights have returned.

It was a fiasco, even more so because he wasn’t present there.

“Those bastards.”

Laritte wouldn’t write even if she was

couldn’t care less about

the knights from a noble background as demons. For that reason, he knew they

little woman being bullied

they so much as lay a finger on her, he would

at the mansion suddenly felt a chill running down

other knights to hurry up. I

his decision to be this far

the head of the household while he ran away to search for a dragon.

before he left, but Laritte had

he kept thinking about her even though he knew she was doing

to return

voice trailed

skillfully taking the reins, and turned

for the

thunderous voice shook up the plateau.

to

the death of a person. In

myth, which said that the lingering feelings of a person’s soul could be felt on the

should be grand.”

enough for their

memorial service was for the

to be

aware of

the Duke was framed for treason.” “Don’t worry, Ava is

not here, so there was

knights were present.

wasn’t troubled,

there was something wrong in the preparations, the fact that Mason Moore

would try to attack Laritte again during the memorial

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

to go against Nanny Ava. Even so, this is your last chance to prove

fault with Laritte

caused both Ava and Mason’s

both of their thoughts, Laritte only wished for the success

anyone else how unjustly they were executed under the name

hallowed rules in the

now, it was Laritte’s turn to do something for

vowed to make sure that the spirits

of the memorial service arrived.

next to the rose garden of the mansion of Reinhardt.

barrier painted in white around

inferred from the many tombstones, this was the burial ground for those who died in the Duchy.

lot was fragrant because of the rose

busy

less than 13 feet!” “I think we

final inspection before the memorial service

The black dress she wore for the service was

grumbled as they entered the lot with only the servants and Laritte

the day of the service, yet they’re still