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.”

wouldn’t write even if she was having a hard time because of them.

couldn’t care less about

the knights from a noble background as demons. For that reason, he knew they wouldn’t show that

little woman being bullied caused outrage

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

felt a chill running down their spines. The knights

hurry up. I need to finish the search as soon

his decision to be this far

head of the household while he ran

he left, but Laritte had always been someone to worry about.

wasn’t because Laritte was unreliable. It’s just that he kept thinking about

to

trailed off.

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

for

voice shook up

to the memorial service.”

the

a belief due to a myth, which said that the lingering feelings of a person’s soul could be felt on the 180th

memorial service should be

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

the bereaved families who were unjustly executed.

had to be

also aware of

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

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

the aristocratic knights

wasn’t troubled, though.

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

would try to attack Laritte

Meanwhile, Mason thought,

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

fault with

and Mason’s worries

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

better than anyone else how unjustly they were executed under the

that’s because there were hallowed rules in the world.

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

make sure that the spirits moved on in peace.

finally, the day of the

held next to the

barrier painted in white around the garden, one would find a large

be inferred from the many tombstones, this was the burial ground for those who

fragrant because of the rose garden adjacent to it.

busy with the

should be greater! Not less than 13 feet!” “I think we should shape the bushes. Go get

was under final inspection before the memorial

busy. The black dress she wore for the service was a modest one with no

grumbled as they entered the lot with only the servants and

the day of the service, yet they’re still