Chapter 410 – The World of Beauty
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The sound of a symphony orchestra playing string instruments resonates loudly.
The morning sun of the day of the jousting competition has already dawned.
The jousting arena in the courtyard of the mansion was very busy.
On the stadium covered with fine black soil, dozens of servants were chopping stones with long rakes,
The maids were busy going back and forth through the mansion, laying out cookies, cakes, and teacups on the tables in the audience.
Doo doo doo doo-
Count Ersen has arrived…!
At the entrance to the mansion, carriages with colorful badges began to arrive one by one.
Starting with promising families whose names are enough to be recognized, to beggar families who have nothing but a small mansion on the outskirts.
Numerous nobles came from all directions.
Of course, there were merchants who had invested a lot of money in the jousting tournament, and there were also many commoners who came to enjoy the one-of-a-kind attraction.
“···It’s no different from a festival.”
These were the words Ian uttered while looking at the commotion outside through the guest room window on the second floor of the Golden Mansion.
Sister Vivian, savoring the sound of string instruments with her eyes closed, shakes her head.
“Sure. She even came to the band. It’s very authentic.”
However, unlike the excited atmosphere outside, Ian’s face was dark.
“My brother… “Are you okay?”
At those words, everyone in the room falls silent.
Adela, Sonya, and Prince Anvil’s two maids explained Seojun’s situation in detail, so everyone found out.
A female knight took him there to train him, then imprisoned him and denied him food or even water for 15 days.
So it was natural for their clothes to change.
The temperamental Marjorie and Karina were furious, saying they had to attack right away and take them out, while the relatively calm ones, Meryl and Claire, said they should wait and see the situation for now.
Although opinions differed, everyone was equally concerned about him.
Gwaik-
The door opened and Margery, a red-haired female mercenary, entered the room.
Then Karina, the blonde haired wizard, got up from her seat and asked her.
“Who is that guy?”
“I was ignored for a moment. I picked up a bone and threw it over the fence, and the bastard ran away excitedly. The owner ran after him in a huff.”
Karina giggles.
It was Karina who wanted to kill that horse dog right now.
However, since I knew that they were guards posted at the side gate – I couldn’t hastily touch them, so I was holding back.
Instead, they decided that in order to carry out their plan, it would be right to drop him first.
Because you never know what kind of wind will suddenly blow and make you do something crazy. Wouldn’t it be better to reduce variables as much as possible?
Anyway, I must have surpassed the number of openings – Monica, who was quietly looking out the window, turned to everyone in the room.
Lily being captured by Young master, Seojun being captured by a female knight.
Everyone except those two people was gathered here now.
Ian, Marjorie, Vivian, Claire, Carina, Meryl, Kesha. And Monica.
They were all gathered around one man.
That was Seojun.
If he disappeared, there was no reason for this group to continue. She did it herself right away.
“Then, I’ll come back.”
Monica said, pressing down on her hood.
So for him to return, someone had to lead this group – and someone had to sacrifice.
While she finished her preparations – everyone remained silent.
Ian carefully approaches her, squeezes her hand and whispers.
“···Take care, sister.”
“Yes.”
Monica smiled slightly and caressed Ian’s cheek.
Then, I left the room, caressing my bulging belly.
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When she heard he was incarcerated, Monica felt her blood boil.
What crime are you saying I committed? I was angry, but more than that, I was more worried about Seojun.
How could I not be worried since I was about to cross swords with knights in a jousting tournament without being able to eat or sleep properly?
What’s worse is the fact that they couldn’t leave Seojun, the protruding awl, alone.
He must be sharpening his knife.
If the two maids, Adela and Sonya, had not actively helped Seojun, he would have taken the risk of going out here.
That was very fortunate.
But last night, the taller of the two maids brought very unfortunate news.
Sir Philimonde Erndt, the ‘Knight of the Dawn’, decided to participate in the jousting competition-.
Most of the party members did not know who the knight was, but Heretic Questioner Claire, who frequently traveled between the capital and the castle, seemed to have heard of it.
Among the Golden Knights, he is one of the top five strong ones – she explained.
He also said that the nickname came about because of his handsome face and the sparkle that occurs when the twin swords he wields with both hands intersect.
One way or another, having that kind of rhetoric means that it is that strong.
So, I thought that it would be impossible for even Seojun to win, so the group had to wrap their heads around it for three days and nights.
This competition could have been the difference between Seojun’s life and death.
First, the idea of what Karina should do with her magic is immediately discarded.
There was a high probability that magic would not work on a knight who knew how to manipulate mana, and if it was used incorrectly, it could become a public exploit for the empire.
Wouldn’t it be like turning Golden Balthazar into an enemy?
So the plan had to be as dark as possible – and careful.
After that, several agenda items came up, but none of them seemed to have good results.
In the end, the last choice was Monica.
Historically proven since ancient times – the world of beauty.
This could be considered because she had made eye contact with the Knight of Dawn several times through her window.
Who would have thought that the knight with the neat beard would have a taste for pregnant women with bulging bellies.
Every time they made eye contact, Lord Philimonde, the Knight of the Dawn, would wink at Monica.
That gaze was very sticky and persistent.
Since women’s senses were particularly sharp compared to men’s, Monica could tell that his eyes were on her lower abdomen.
So last night, she delivered a letter to the Knight of Dawn.
‘I like your beard. ‘How about a glass of wine?’ It said.
The reply came back within a few minutes.
‘See you tomorrow. Mademoiselle. Please come to my room when the sun rises.’
Seeing her whispering titles reserved for noble daughters, I thought she had quite a sweet body.
When I first proposed this agenda, Ian of course dissuaded me from doing it.
Isn’t she not only his wife, but also her child?
How many times a day did her contractions come? Every time they happened, I watched Monica break out in a cold sweat. I couldn’t throw her into such a dangerous plan.
However, Ian was unable to answer the question Monica asked.
“Then a world without Seojun-. “Can you imagine?”
That question was not just a question for Ian, but also for himself.
It was a question asked everyone in the group at the same time.
In silence, Monica carefully examined the faces of her companions.
There were some who had a sour look on their faces.
Kesha, the other half of Seojun’s relationship with Seojun, was a representative example.
As for her, she would only be somewhat disappointed if Seojun died. Because she will never see her plum sword again as she saw it. She was also in a position to learn her spear skills from him.
And the other one is Heretic Questioner Claire.
She also had an ambiguous expression. I hope he lives, but if he dies, I guess it’s just his fate.
The rest all had dark complexions.
Meryl and Vivian, who were weak-hearted, sobbed or shed tears as if they were worried about Seojun.
So in the end, he had no choice but to choose the most realistic and most effective method.
There was no more time and no alternative.
After leaving the guest room, she walked along the long hallway.
Although she was wearing a large hood, her protruding lower abdomen made it difficult to tell that she was pregnant.
So all the servants and maids walking through her hallway would have known who she was.
Normally, she would have stopped him from wandering around her mansion, but since it was the day of the tournament, she didn’t seem to be stopping him.
It may have been due to her being on guard as she wondered what a pregnant woman would do.
As Monica walked through the mansion, she stopped in front of a door.
A doorplate with a golden insignia.
A pattern with two swords and the sun in the background is visible. Knight of Dawn – It was the symbol of Sir Philimonde Erndt.
Big-
After unlocking her neck, she raised her hand and gently knocked on the doorway.
Knock-
[Who are you?]
She swallowed her saliva at the sound of her voice coming from inside her.
No matter how bold she was, the thought of being alone with a large man and a knight who controlled mana made her nervous.
I only knew that he liked her from her rude words, but I had no idea what kind of personality she had.
The plan might work, or the man in the room might try to harm the unborn child. Who knows if he had such grotesque tastes…
Thinking about that, the baby in my stomach also stamped his feet as if he was nervous.
“Ugh…”
Monica groaned as she held her lower abdomen, wiped the cold sweat running down her cheeks with her sleeve, and took a deep breath.
And she said
“It’s me. “Monica.”
[Oh…!]
An exclamation could be heard from inside, and the sound of shoes approaching the doorway.
Rattling-
Her door opened and her handsome man bowed his head towards her and held out his hand.
“Welcome, Mademoiselle. Please feel free to come in.”
Monica made up her mask.
A very beautiful and joyful smile.
It started now.
