Just show me the results of episode 127. (1)
After talking with the Marquis of Branford, Giselle and her party followed the butler to find Rosaline.
Soldiers were deployed throughout the Marquis’s compound without fail, as if to tell him not to even dream of running away.
Belinda, who had been glancing at the sight with anxiety, grabbed Giselle’s collar and whispered.
“Your Majesty! What on earth are you thinking? Why did things get so big?”
He came to me out of the blue and said he would treat my daughter’s symptoms and asked me to give him whatever I wanted.
It was a proposal that would be incredibly absurd to anyone who heard it.
‘No, he was originally like this. But this time, the opponent is too bad. Forcing a favor on the most powerful person in the kingdom!’
Even among the nobles, there are those with bad tempers who would cut off the heads of their servants if they made even a small mistake.
The more powerful the nobles are, the more cruel they tend to be.
‘You shouldn’t think of it the same way as the Magic Tower. At least the wizards don’t try to kill nobles at will… … .’
And crucially, the Marquis of Branford was in no position to need Giselle’s help like Matap.
‘Ugh, nothing much has happened lately, so I let my guard down too easily.’
Lately, everything Jiselle did was going well and she was always on the rise, so I let whatever he did slide and that was the root of the problem.
‘I should have asked what was going on and stopped it before I came to the writer’s office!’
Belinda glared at Giselle, biting her fingernails.
Gillian lowered her head, hiding her gaze as she checked her retreat route.
“If something seems to be going wrong, please let me know in advance. I will take the lead and make way.”
Despite everyone’s worries, Giselle just smiled.
Everyone just sighed at the sight of Giselle’s still confident smile.
As always, I can only hope that it will somehow succeed.
Claude began to plan to take the Marquis’ daughter hostage if things went wrong.
‘Considering the Marquis’s personality, I don’t think it will work out… … But still, you never know.’
If you want to kidnap someone, it’s essential to know something about the person you’re kidnapping.
The Marquis of Branford was so famous that even Claude, a man from another kingdom, knew about him.
But I don’t know much about Marquis Youngae and Rosaline.
Claude asked the butler walking beside him cautiously.
“Excuse me… …Who are you, young lady?”
“You may not know me since you come from the north. I think I used to be quite famous in the capital.”
“With what?”
Claude pursed his lips so as not to reveal his true colors. Surely it wasn’t something like swordsmanship or magic? If it was, it would be difficult to take him hostage.
The butler continued speaking with a look of regret.
“He was very intelligent since he was young. He personally took care of all the big and small matters of the household in place of the Marchioness who had returned to her family home.”
“You didn’t do anything else besides housework?”
The butler frowned and shouted.
“Oh my, you are dismissing the Marquis’s event as a simple household affair! Don’t you know how difficult it is for a general in charge of a territory to manage a noble family?”
“Ah… … Sorry… … .”
Claude muttered, scratching his head. The butler glared at him and continued his explanation.
“Ahem, anyway, you don’t just support that, you also support many organizations.”
The butler began to proudly explain how wonderful Rosaline was.
“Speaking of our young lady… … .”
Jiselle’s entourage could not hide their surprise when they heard the butler’s explanation.
She had so many titles that it was hard to believe that she was just one person.
‘Sponsor of the Cardenia Textiles Guild.’
‘Sponsor of the Cardenian Stonemason Guild.’
‘Sponsor of the Carpenters’ Guild of Cardenia.’
‘Sponsor of the Cardenian Sculptors’ Guild.’
‘Sponsor of the Cardenia Glass Craft Guild.’
‘Benefactor of the Cardenian Society of Natural Philosophy.’
‘Benefactor of the Astronomical Society of Cardenia.’
‘(Former) Vice President of the Kind Ladies’ Reading Discussion Group.’
‘(Former) Vice President of the Kind Ladies Tea Tasting Club.’
……etc.
From natural science and literature to art and philosophy, the areas in which she held stakes and exerted influence were vast.
It is said that even after falling ill, he still continues to support and is involved in operations.
Claude kept his mouth shut and rolled his eyes around.
‘The person who is going to get treatment right now is that kind of person. If something goes wrong, we will all really die?’
The butler continued speaking in a passionate tone, as if to say that this was not all.
“And what about his personality? He was always calm and kind to everyone. He was also very kind and gentle, and never once said a harsh word to anyone.”
“You have a kind heart. That’s nice to hear.”
Claude’s eyes lit up. With that kind of personality, he might be spared even if he made a mistake.
“Yes. He regularly provides basic necessities to the needy people living in the capital. If he had not been in seclusion due to illness, he would be doing more by now.”
Jiselle’s entourage was soon captivated by the butler’s words and was left with nothing but exclamations of admiration.
The more I heard about him, the more amazing he seemed. He had as much power as his father, the Marquis of Branford!
But Jiselle’s expression was indifferent, as if she already knew everything.
No, he didn’t seem interested at all. He didn’t even seem to be listening to the butler.
Claude glanced at him and sighed.
‘Where on earth does such confidence come from?’
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I could never understand that pretense that I occasionally saw.
Still, it was a blessing in disguise that the young lady had a good personality.
Belinda also seemed to be somewhat relieved and asked in a slightly more relaxed voice.
“But… …I heard you’re getting married soon. Is that right? I guess you were planning to do it even though you’re not feeling well?”
There were countless people who were paying close attention to the every move of the Marquis Branford.
Rumors that the Marquis’ daughter would soon be getting married had already spread widely in the capital.
Even Jiselle’s group, who had only recently arrived in the capital, knew about it.
The butler answered Belanda’s question with a slightly unpleasant look.
“Honestly, if it weren’t for health issues, I wouldn’t have been in a marriage proposal with such a family. The other prince is a famous scoundrel even in the capital… … . Ahem, what am I saying?”
“Oh, so you have no choice but to marry someone you don’t like because of your illness?”
“No, it’s not just because of that… … .”
The butler hesitated and trailed off.
Claude clicked his tongue and changed the subject.
“But since you’re such a good person, I’m sure you’ll get along well with your husband. It’s a great fortune for the Marquis to have such a great person. Hahaha.”
The butler, who had been praising her nonstop, suddenly darkened at those words.
“… … It used to be like that.”
“… … ?”
Before Claude could ask again what she meant, the group arrived in front of Rosaline’s room.
dripping.
The butler knocked cautiously on the door. A small voice was heard from inside the room.
“… … What’s going on? It’s still too early to eat.”
Claude felt something strange the moment he heard the voice.
Because I could sense an unknown hatred and resentment in his low voice, as if he was suppressing his emotions.
‘Something feels strange. Why is your voice like that?’
Claude wasn’t the only one who noticed something strange.
Jiselle also frowned and tilted her head to one side.
The butler coughed in vain as if trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, then spoke loudly.
“A guest has arrived.”
“……customer?”
“By the Marquis’s orders, someone has come to examine your skin. His name is Baron Fenris.”
“… … Send it back.”
She said annoyedly.
But the butler couldn’t go back like this.
The Marquis had already ordered Giselle to begin treatment. No one in the mansion could disobey him.
Even if it was Rosalind who was the person involved.
The butler sighed deeply and spoke again.
“It is the Marquis’ order.”
“… …I told you to go back.”
“I’m sorry. I’ll open the door. Everyone, be careful.”
“Huh? What on earth are you careful about… .”
The butler squeezed his eyes shut and opened the door wide. Then he immediately flew up and hid behind the door.
The servants who followed also followed behind the butler.
Whirlirik!
As soon as the door opened, something flew quickly into the dark room.
“Huh?”
Jiselle tilted her head slightly to the side with a bewildered expression.
The object flying from the front passed by Giselle’s face and headed towards Claude, who was right behind her.
“Ugh!”
Claude closed his eyes in surprise. Luckily, Wendy, who was next to him, quickly caught the flying object.
“candlestick?”
In Wendy’s hand she held a candlestick with ornate decorations.
If the flying object had hit Claude in the face, he would have been badly injured.
He laughed in vain.
‘What! You say I have a gentle and kind heart?’
It was a greeting method so violent that it made one question his humanity, let alone his good personality.
The young ladies of noble families would never do such a thing in front of others.
This is not only a disgrace to themselves, but also to their families.
And yet, the Marquis’ daughter does something like this so nonchalantly!
The butler kept coughing in embarrassment and making excuses.
“Ahem, you’re not usually like this… … You’ve been a bit irritable lately… … .”
‘It seems like this isn’t the first or second time it’s happened to you, judging by the way you naturally avoided it when opening the door.’
The servants were also trembling, standing close behind the butler.
When Claude narrowed his eyes and looked at him, the butler slowly turned his head and lowered his gaze.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask what on earth was going on, a sharp voice erupted from within the room.
“I told you to go back! What kind of treatment is this! Just leave me alone!”
Whirlirik!
Something keeps flying in the dark space.
Any heavy object, including candlesticks, books, cups, bowls, picture frames, ceramics, and incense burners, came flying out indiscriminately.
The butler and servants were still standing by the door, avoiding the situation. All the flying objects were heading towards Giselle and her group.
But they were not ordinary people. They dodged or knocked away all the flying objects.
Soon, a panicked voice was heard from inside the room.
“What are you guys? What are you talking about! Do you want to die? Why don’t you get out of here right now before I tear you to pieces? Butler, what are you doing! Bring the soldiers!”
From the mouth of a person who said he had never once uttered a harsh word, the words “to tear someone to pieces” came out naturally.
It was definitely not the kind of skill that could be gained by swearing once or twice.
“hmm…….”
Giselle was really flustered by the unexpected situation.
Because in my past life, there was no record of Rosalind Branford having such a foul temper.
The group also looked at the butler with the same dumbfounded expression as Jiselle, although their reasons for being surprised were different.
widely.
The butler closed the door again and coughed in vain.
“Ahem, I guess I’ll have to give you a moment to cool down, Miss.”
Claude couldn’t stand it any longer and argued.
“No, I said you have a good personality and a good heart! I said you don’t say bad things!”
“… … That’s what it was like before.”
“What did you say?”
“Before he got sick, he was just like an angel. Believe me.”
“Wow… … This is ridiculous.”
The butler’s confident speech seemed particularly shameless. Claude was speechless with shock.
Even though her personality is so crazy, I blindly take her side because she is my daughter.
After a while, the room became quiet. The butler smiled awkwardly.
“I hope you’ve calmed down now.”
Squeak… … .
The butler opened the door very carefully.
Fortunately, nothing flew in this time.
Only then did Jiselle and her party feel relieved and carefully examine the situation inside the room.
Inside the room, a woman was standing with her back to the darkness.
The clothes she wore were plain, everyday clothes that did not suit her status as the daughter of a marquis.
He wore a mask over his face to hide any skin, and he also wore gloves on his hands.
The hallway light illuminated the mask through the open door.
Through the gaps in the mask, fierce eyes glared at people.
Gulp.
Everyone could only swallow dry saliva and could not enter the room hastily.
Rosalind slowly opened her mouth. Her voice, suppressing her emotions, filled the dark room.
“Go back. Before I kill you all.”
