Episode 121

Translator : Missme

Editor : Aru

Thats where the old mans words ended. I stared silently at the old man for a moment and turned away.

It was a moment when I got out of the cramped space, but I felt like I was breathing.

What should I do?

Sir Davery followed me and asked.

What do you mean by that?

That old man.

Welllet him go.

Since Ive said it, Id forgive him if he just answered my questions.

But

Its all right.

Ligaa used the expression to me that my origins might be blood from nowhere.

Looking at that, I wanted to see how the old man would have spoken about my origin.

I wonder if the old man thought that the middle-aged woman who died by being hit by the carriage was my birth mother?

Imagination easily creates a dirty story. Why did the woman jump into the carriage with the child?

Perhaps the mother and daughter were trying to commit suicide together because it was the result of an unspeakable shame.

well, he could have imagined this.

Its not that everyone does that, but its that old people would do anyway. But I decided to leave the old man alone.

I dont think hell be able to live long anyway.

In such a place where cold weather is not adequate in this winter, he is drunk with his old body.

It was amazing that he was still alive. Maybe his life will be over before this winter.

I took the lead a little after saying so. Somehow I wanted to get out of this alley quickly.

Lady.

Why?

Are you all right?

Of course. Why am I not okay?

I was a little surprised to hear something unexpected.

I came up because I thought there was something, but I didnt know it was like that.

It was unexpected, so I was a little surprised, and.

I miss Ash.

I wanted to see Ash for some reason, so it would have been better to hurry back to the mansion now than to speak from here.

I walked out of the alley thinking like that.

Then I stopped immediately.

Lydia.

There was a face that was not supposed to be here. Is it an illusion? I rubbed my eyes, but my sight remained the same.

.Ash?

Im really sad that you came out to respond to threatening letters without telling me.

So, Bessie eventually told him!

Jesus Christ, Bessie. I asked her to keep it a secret.

So, how did you like your secret outing?

Eum

Instead of agonizing over the answer, I just hugged Ash, who came close. He buried his face in Ashs hesitating breast and took a deep breath.

why?

No, just. Because I like it.

As soon as I spoke out, I realized that this was the outside, but then I felt like it didnt matter anymore.

I missed Ash. Then I saw him. So, now I liked it.

I closed my eyes, hugging Ash tightly. The familiar smell made me forget everything for a moment.

***

Da, damn it Damn it!

Ligaa seemed to flip his eyes with anger.

He wanted to avenge who made him a fool without a family or a finger.

But there was no way. So, he happened to meet an old man while he was burning his heart with nightmares every day by day.

I told you, if this isnt true, you can cut my throat.

Though drunk, horsemans story was strangely specific.

Furthermore, even if it is not true, the horseman put his throat on the line.

Thats right.

Ligaa opened his eyes wide. The horsemans story was plausible.

Just in time, he knew something. As for the workmanship, Ash Widgreen, there is no doubt that the former Duchess was outside the Empire when she was due.

But his sister Lydia Widgreen was different.

No one had ever seen a pregnant Duchess before she was born.

For a very short time, it caused a stir in society, but the rumour soon died down because the Duke stepped up and dismissed it with honour.

Ligaa knew it from his father.

The puzzle clicked together.

Ligaa was in a state of ecstasy. The opportunity has come. He can finally avenge his grudge.

He made a pleasant plan. Once he had called the princess alone under the pretext of this, so he could make the .

was Ligaas happy imagination, but unfortunately, the reality was very different from his imagination.

Ligaa, who woke up after being knocked out for a long time at the bottom of the cold back alley, moved his limp steps with his bloodshot eyes.

That bitch, how dare she insult me like this when shes such a dirty, vulgar creature that she doesnt even know where she came from? Lets see. I will make you regret it.

Maybe his threat to spread secrets sounded like a joke to her.

Ligaa recklessly went to visit a noble family he had known before. At first, Viscount Zeshanal saw Ligaas skeleton and tried to scare him away, but once he heard that he had brought good news, he reserved him.

Good news?

Yes, its news that could bring down the prestige of the high-handed Duke of Widgreen.

oho.

Some people are flattering him and those who are jealous of him.

Viscount was the latter. He couldnt hide his expectation, so he said with his nose wide open.

Yes, come on, tell me.

Thats..the Princess Widgreen is not the blood of the family.

Ligaa shined his eyes with a dismal voice.

She was adopted as a baby. Do you know whats more surprising?

. Its already well known.

Her birth mother Yes?

That story was already well known, you damn bastard!

The hot-blooded Zeshanal, easily losing his reason in anger, turned the table upside down. With a thud, Ligaa fell out in a shudder.

Gasp!

I let you into the house because youre such a beggar and youre such a moron, but youre telling me all the good news I already know. Youre not making fun of anyone now!

Oh, no, thats not.

Im so angry. I cant just let you go. Hey! Beat this bastard up and kick him out!

Hold on, Viscount! Wait, ugh!

Soon a crowd of servants began to step on Ligaa.

There was no mercy in the number of kicks.

Ligaa was beaten like this.

He thought he could die so he cried out in a burst.

My father is Count Kami! Even though I may have been cut off from the family ties, the origins of my blood remained the same, do you think youll be safe if you beat me like this?

He cried heartily, but no matter how many families he has, no father can stand by and watch over his sons life.

However, the return response was cold.

Youre funny. Your father? Listen carefully. It has been a long time since Count Kami wrote a memorandum that he would never come back to the capital city and went down to the territory with his family. How can he tell if youre beaten to death or not here on the outskirts?

What, what?

Ligaa couldnt trust it. While his whole body was stiffened by the shock, the short-lived foot kicking continued again.

Then someone opened the parlour-room door and entered.

Whats making so much noise? What the hell are you doing in the parlour room..

La, lady!

A familiar face appeared. Ligaa shouted desperately.

Help! Please spare me! P, please!

You..

The lady, who entered the parlour room, recognized Liga and opened her eyes wide.

Soon there was a more angry cry from her mouth than from her father.

That motherf*cker!

Wha, what?

I thought about what happened here, but it was you, your motherf*cker Ligaa! You scumbag, do you think I dont know there was a friend of mine among the girls you touched?

Well, thats

One of the maids in this house hung herself because of you. You human talker! Dad, dont let him live. Just kill him! Lets just make today his death day!

My, my fault, its my fault! I was wrong! Agh!

On the same day, there were constant screams in the parlour room of Viscount Zeshanals mansion.

And on the same evening, a chilly spout was abandoned in the back alley.

The crows swarmed in.

***

What the old man said was probably right.

It was the butler who knew the details of that day.

The butler continued his speech with a look of remembrance of the distant past.

I didnt have to tell the former Duke and Duchess, but a letter came out of the womans arms.

Letter?

Please take good care of her as your precious child.

My parents collected the body of a middle-aged woman as I expected.

It was none other than the butler who was in charge of the job at the time.

why?

Why did she do that?

I see she wanted to entrust me to my parents.

No, to be exact, to the wealthy anyone. The old man drove the carriage, and it was a luxury carriage that only deals with customers with money.

But why did it have to be that way?

Why to the level she gave up her own life..

There are many things I can guess about her. First of all, she might have thought it was the surest way than the others.

The butler said calmly, with a voice that he had previously thought about it.

Or maybe she had not much time left to live.

I used to wonder, but Im not sure that the latter is certain now that I know your origins.

Why?

Anyone who could steal you from the kingdom would have worked close to the Queen. I had heard the Queens move for a long time, so I knew she wouldnt have been a very good person by nature.

There arent many opportunities for such a person to suddenly give up her life one day and decide to protect her righteousness and humanity.

The butler said so and looked at me silently listening to his story.

He asked.

Would you like to go to the tomb?

Where is it?

Its far away. Its too much today, and if youre interested, lets go with this old man next time.

Nodding my head. The butler added.

Oh, you dont have to prepare flowers.

Why?

Because I already brought a handful every year, to thank her for letting me serve you.

I ended up laughing.

That night, I took out a portrait of my parents after a long time and put it by my bedside.

Then I lay down before I went to sleep and imagined the face of a middle-aged woman who I couldnt remember.

If she comes out in my dream, Id at least say thank you.

However, neither middle-aged women nor my parents appeared in the dream. Instead, Ash appeared.

And I had a pretty good nights sleep.