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.”

was having a hard time because of them.

care less

background as demons. For that reason, he

of the little woman being bullied caused

much as lay a finger on her, he would slice

a chill running down their spines. The

to hurry up. I need to finish the search

to be this far away from Laritte even more.

household while he ran

left, but Laritte

Laritte was unreliable. It’s just that he kept thinking about her even

have to return soon……..”

voice trailed

the horse, skillfully taking the reins, and turned

for

thunderous voice shook up the

make it to the

the Iassa Empire, there was a practice to hold a memorial service six months after the death of a person. In case the person’s soul

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

should

peace, it was enough for their families to have a simple meal at

Duchy’s memorial service was for the bereaved families who

had to

also aware of the memorial service.

Duke was

head of the family, was not here, so there was no need to

knights were present.

wasn’t troubled, though.

wrong in the preparations, the fact that Mason Moore was crafting a scheme against her was

naturally knew that he would try to attack Laritte again during

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

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

any means, he needed to find fault with Laritte at the memorial service.

both Ava and Mason’s worries

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

better than anyone else how unjustly they were executed under the

hallowed

now, it was Laritte’s turn to do

to make sure that the spirits moved on

finally, the day of

memorial service was held next to the rose garden of

white around the garden, one would

the many tombstones, this was the burial ground

the

busy with the preparations since morning.

13 feet!” “I think we should shape the bushes.

final inspection before the memorial

also seemed to be busy. The black dress she wore for the service was a modest one with no puffy

the lot with only the servants

of the service, yet they’re still preparing.”