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Tonight, You Will Be Mine. 329

Tonight, You Will Be Mine. 329

Chapter 329 – 32. Grand Banquet (9)

Suddenly, Olivia’s eyes were busy.

In her quiet space, which gave the illusion that she could hear the sound, all she could do was acknowledge that she was cornered. Even if she brought in a strong man from the continent, she couldn’t even dream of running away, let alone resisting in front of Inseon, who would stick out her tongue.

‘Outsiders…’

In a rare case, the interrogator, who was in a cold sweat, eventually dropped the dagger she was holding in her hand to the floor. She expressed her intention to surrender in an attitude that was completely contrary to what she had shown up to this point. Since she had no way to escape anyway, her resistance was meaningless.

‘They wouldn’t impose summary punishment when two big figures in the central political world were watching.’

Naturally, there was only one option left. First, they were taken prisoner and then plotted later. If I, the decoy, somehow took the time, the nuns who were acting separately might be able to turn the tide.

“I will surrender obediently. “We request a trial in accordance with national law and treatment as prisoners of war.”

It is not an easy sight to see a nun with a provocative body surrendering in a defenseless position. Moreover, Olivia’s beauty was at a rare level, and as such, she often revealed her desires and her young gaze.

The desire to harass a captive also increases the probability of the person involved.

Therefore, the courageous interrogator calculated that he would not lose his life even if he had to prepare for some bad behavior. However, contrary to her expectations, the people gathered were not giving lewd looks, but were glaring at me with angry expressions.

“Gul’s strict national law cautions against executions without trial. However, in this case, it can be viewed as an unavoidable act of defense to protect blood relatives, so it can be easily dismissed. If it is a guarantee, we will come forward, so please Lord Arden do as you wish.”

“As the palace bag said. Even if the Baron were to practice the method of revenge here, who would dare criticize him?”

It was an extremely difficult situation. It was not enough to try to control the situation to prevent it from getting worse, and since people who were supposedly royal people were encouraging the Baron, it was inevitable. Now that things were like this, I even thought that I wouldn’t regret it if I just picked up the dagger I dropped and started struggling.

“I can’t be that disrespectful to you two because of my personal issues. Moreover, why should we see blood when a festival is just ahead? “We will detain him in the basement of the mansion and dispose of him through legal procedures.”

Fortunately, Rom politely declined Vincent and Richard’s invitation and dragged his half-sister, who was standing blankly, into his arms. Because of her unexpected situation, she calmed down and calmly consoled her to make it seem like she was caught up in her fears.

“Sister, are you hurt anywhere?”

“I was scared, Rom…”

Marguerite whimpered as a hand touched her disheveled dark brown hair several times. With her very frightened face, she looked up at her beloved younger brother and hugged him tightly. It was a cowardice that disgusted Oriane and Françoise, who already knew its true intentions, and even Olivia, who was on the same side.

‘Oh my gosh, I thought my sister-in-law was quiet, but she turned out to be a high-ranking person.’

‘It’s even worse when the owner is said to have been troubled since he was young.’

‘Damn Marguerite, it’s so infuriating to know that she can’t help but match the mood…’

It may be a bit unpleasant to act like a misfortunate heroine, but what can you do? Even so, she cannot be accused of being an accomplice like me. She consoled herself by saying that it was better and waited for the interrogator to deal with her.

“Temur, can you take care of that woman, so she doesn’t run away?”

“I’m willing to do that.”

Thus, the warchief of the Kamag tribal union became the temporary jailer. Even if it wasn’t because of his status and prestige, there wasn’t much Olivia could do in front of the rugged warrior in the snowy plains. Naturally, Temur exerted enough restraint just by standing next to her.

“I feel very sad because my sister was so surprised by this unexpected guest. “It will be time to hold a festival at the square in a little while, so I came here to encourage everyone to attend.”

“Ugh, nothing to worry about. It’s impossible for the Baron’s only cigar to be absent from such an important event. Moreover, the head of Renoir’s court encyclopedia, Calais, also helped me through the difficult steps…”

“Don’t overdo it. Still, I think it would be better for you to rest in your room for a while. This room is probably going to feel a bit dull, so let’s take you somewhere else. Miss Françoise will take great care of you.”

After hearing Rom’s words, Vincent and Richard silently gave thumbs up. That kind of consideration between us meant there was no need to ask. Of course, from Marguerite’s point of view, it was just an act of consideration.

“Françoise, can you show me to a quiet room so no one can disturb you?”

“By a quiet room, do you mean next to the room that the lady often uses?”

“That’s right, once the festival work is over, I will take care of you myself, so don’t worry about the rest.”

“Oh, I think I know what you mean. Please leave it to me.”

Aside from her younger sister, even the most trusted maid willingly stepped forward, so there was no reason for her to refuse anymore. Marguerite, who inevitably decided to follow the rhythm of the moment, followed Françoise, who approached her saying she would take her here.

A room where no one can disturb.

Right next to the place where the greatest mystic scholar in the region uses his laboratory.

And without even knowing the fate that would befall me and the not-so-distant place in the underground harem.

“Okay then, everyone? Shall we get started soon?”

* * *

The sight of a cold, haughty-looking beauty sweating profusely and working hard on a northern winter day was, in every sense of the word, a real sight. She lived a life far from menial labor, and although she was a woman whose size was not much different from that of Ammanje, it was inevitable that she would be seen whimpering while carrying two women.

“Fuck you guys, it’s so fucking heavy…”

Even if I once studied swordsmanship seriously, it was a long time ago. There was no way she had any stamina left back then, so the secret to Lucienne Le Mohan being able to carry nuns of her own weight is definitely desired

“Whoa, Cha… !”

Bitches with smooth faces were all over the world. The same goes for bitches with terrible bodies. However, there were very few women who stood in the way of her husband and offended him, or who attracted my attention by engaging in lewd and promiscuous occupations like nuns even after committing such a serious sin.

“There are still three people left outside. Help me, aunt!”

“I think my nephew is probably the only person in the world who would ask the Duchess to help move the drugged and paralyzed nuns. “I’m sorry, but my aunt doesn’t want to put any effort into this, so I’ll go to my room and pick out a change of clothes for you.”

“Oh, please move just one person with me! Then I can bring the other two at once, so it will be over quickly!”

“Sweet, if you keep throwing a tantrum, I’m going to cancel the plan to let you touch my breasts earlier.”

Henrietta clicked her tongue lightly and strictly drew her line. Perhaps because she revered protecting her body as if it were her own life, she seemed to avoid doing anything that could embarrass her in the slightest. Even if that weren’t the case, the Margrave’s request was absurd.

“Finish quickly and come up, because soon it will be time for the festival.”

“If you keep going like this, you’ll be sick tomorrow, sir…” …”

Lucien, trudging and muttering cutely, went out of her mansion again. She didn’t hesitate to the point of being cruel, and while she was yelling at the duchess who had left her place, she was carrying as many as three nuns on top of each other.

“Ksk… !”

It may have been her sleep with the Baron that at least supported her stamina.

“What have you been doing to make it this heavy, bitches… !”

But no matter what, carrying and moving three times my own body weight was not an easy task. Not only was it difficult for her to breathe as her delicate limbs were trembling, and her breath was rising to the level of her chin, but she was also dripping with sweat that she had not shed since she met Rom.

“Fuck you, everything has been moved! These bitches will get their full reward for their hard work!”

In that context, in a way, the daughter’s joy was a natural right. It was inevitable that I would become exhausted as I went back and forth from the yard that seemed so far away to the inside of the mansion beyond the front door, and even if I ended up encountering people I had never expected due to my lowered vigilance.

“Lord Arden? What on earth is this… !”

“Lucienne, what are you doing there… ?”

“My daughter, there are guests here…”

To go one step further, even if the object of the encounter were a beloved husband, a mother, two royal family members, an allied tribe leader, and a captured inquisitor.

“Wow, judging by their attire, they look like the Sisters of Battle of Le Verrier! I dare to guess that Lady Lemoin has wiped out the remnants of her rampage! This is truly an achievement that can be compared to that of Mother Turregene, the legendary hero of Camarg!”

“What? That’s what I heard! “If you do that, can’t it be that the Lady single-handedly killed them?”

“It’s a shame, it’s a shame for Calais that can’t be escaped! I will have to train the guys under me as soon as they return! How can these knights not even properly carry out their given duties and cause such trouble to such a precious person!”

In any case, the protection of Baron Ardennes and his family as loyalists was so strong that it was almost like foul play.

‘Romuald, let’s use this to help Sansar.’

‘My alliance’s diplomatic skills are really crazy…’

Additionally, he appears to be a typical ignorant person, but he also has the help of a secretly clever friend.

Tonight, You Will Be Mine.

Tonight, You Will Be Mine.

오늘 밤, 부인은 제 것이 됩니다.
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The night of Madame Lemoyn, the Marquis, is exclusively for the knight Dior.

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