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.”

knew Laritte wouldn’t write even if she was having

couldn’t care

background as demons. For that reason, he knew they wouldn’t show that

being bullied caused outrage in him.

much as lay a finger on her, he would slice their hand off!

mansion suddenly felt a chill running down their spines. The knights at the

knights to hurry up. I need to finish the search as soon as

his decision to be this far

head of the household while he ran away to search

did take measures before he left, but Laritte had always been

It’s just that he kept thinking about her even though he knew she was doing well

to return soon……..”

trailed

jumped on the horse, skillfully taking the reins, and turned the horse as

preparations for

voice shook up the plateau.

to the memorial service.”

service six months after the death of a

which said that the lingering feelings of a person’s soul could be felt on the 180th day after the person’s death.

memorial service should be grand.”

enough for their families

was for the bereaved families

to

also aware of

been six months since the Duke was

not here, so

knights were

troubled, though.

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

would try to attack Laritte again during the

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

will be difficult to go against Nanny Ava. Even so, this is your last chance to

find fault with Laritte

caused both Ava and

of both of their thoughts, Laritte only wished for the success of the memorial

how unjustly they were executed under

because there were hallowed

was Laritte’s turn to

that the spirits moved on

day of the memorial service

to the rose garden of the mansion

painted in white around the garden, one would find

was the burial ground for those who

of the rose

have been found busy with the preparations since

less than 13 feet!” “I think we should shape the

before the memorial

dress she wore for the service was a modest one

grumbled as they entered the lot with only the servants

the day of the service,