When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 94

The market Laritte and Ian had planned to visit was to be held in Nikarkol Village. The village belonged to the Duke’s Decree, but it was quite far from the Duke’s residence. Since it was situated in the middle of various cities such as port cities and fishing villages, trade was active and there were many things to see. However, for that reason, it was also a village that received many outsiders.

Unlike other villages in the Duchy, the average security was not up to the mark. So it was natural for Ian to worry about going to the Nikarkol village alone. “Are you sure you want to go there?” In fact, since the execution of the Empress, no one sought out to assassinate them, so it was an excessive concern he had.

“Yes.”

Besides, Laritte made a surprise appearance wearing the winter clothes she borrowed from Alice, so he had no choice but to follow her. Laritte’s strikingly bright silver hair was hidden under a woolly hat. The clothes she wore reached exactly down to her ankles since it was a luxury inherent in nobility to wear long fabrics. Her brown top and gray skirt were layered warmly.

“I borrowed Alice’s clothes for a while since she was the same height as me. Do you like it?” she asked. Ian gazed lovingly at the girl, perfectly dressed in a commoner’s winter attire. He smiled contentedly with the look of a wolf looking at his only companion. He wanted to kiss her cute little lips.

The book said hugs and kisses were normal after the 30th day, right? It’d be fine, right? He had thought over and over about this for more than 10 minutes lately. However, the natural opportunity to kiss never came.

Ian was also dressed up as a commoner alongside his wife. The green leather vest he wore strongly held his pectoral muscles. And finished with a large robe and a hat, he looked like a hunter. Laritte’s impression was simple, “I feel like I’m back in the villa. It was quite fun back then.”

Checking their perfect disguise, they hurried out of the mansion before being caught by Olivia. Ian asked Laritte while choosing a horse from the mansion’s stable. “Come to think of it, do you have the item I gave you earlier?” In response, Laritte exposed the belt wrapped around her waist through the winter cloak. She pulled out a compass from a bag smaller than her forearm.

Likewise, it had magical effects because it was made from the remains of a dragon, “I didn’t forget.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. Having something expensive like this only makes you think about it.”

She followed Ian on the same horse. “What kind of rare ability does this compass have?” Of course, in just a few days in Laritte’s hand, the dragon’s magic would be lost and it would become a normal artifact. She wasn’t going to use the ability of the thing, but she was curious.

This compass did not point to anything, including the north and south. But occasionally, it guided the owner with ‘directions’. It was not

bottle they had forgotten in

took hold of the reins and continued speaking. “There will be nothing anyway. The former owner hadn’t seen the compass move in ten years.”

under the bright sun. “Wow, there are so many

a trading town. Be careful not to bump into

around the village holding hands. Like newlyweds. Secretly, Ian looked

everywhere, as they passed the houses with similar orange

5 gil for

have been made yesterday on

at the prototype of a private

to Laritte. Of course, the back alley where she lived until she was eight was full of trams. And when she was at the County, she had rarely

look at that!”

as she watched the excited form

“Yes. It’s amazing.”

Olivia, who remained in the Duke’s mansion, searched for Ian and Laritte. ‘Where did they go?’ She couldn’t find them anywhere. She only received cold reactions when she asked

she saw on Laritte last night kept coming back to her. She reached her daughter’s room after wandering from place to place. Through the crack of the door, she saw

clothes and promised to buy

I can give Madam some clothes!” Irene yelled while dusting the window. “By the way, what would she want to give you? Nikarkol village gathers

Nikarkol village!

limped along the path before she got on her wagon running with old wheels. But she was looking for a

“B*st*rds, I’m going to die of pain.” She cursed as she checked the palm of her hand as she fell. She stepped forward after