Chapter 375 – Armals (8)
Busy with Elixir business design, it’s time to die.
Selena was frightened like a company commander when a star fell on the company at the unprecedented situation that a Senator from the Senate came to her mansion.
She probably didn’t have time to think about how to deal with it, but did she adapt to the aristocrats who came to her?
Selena reacted more politely than expected.
The purpose of the senator’s coming here, that is to say, he entrusted the response to Primor.
Of course, I would have welcomed and talked with Cornelius as the landlord’s representative before Primor arrived, but I hadn’t been called to that spot, so I didn’t know what happened.
“Honeywomen, let’s get ready.”
I looked out the window at the front door and put on my coat.
The old gentleman did not even go inside the house, but waited steadfastly in front of the front door.
That party must have come to bring us and Primor to the family.
‘I didn’t know that the family head would come to visit me in person.’
Anyway, considering that we will be called, it seemed that we should be prepared to ‘follow and depart as we are called’.
And my prediction came true, we were called along Primor to the front gate.
‘Looking at it up close, it’s a group that’s even more crowded.’
In case someone wasn’t the highest-ranking person in a country, the escort knights all looked fucking strong.
It’s not my mistake to feel like I’m seeing a full-plate mail knight that’s at least a mithril class.
Combat power inflation is not coming. I feel like a yamuch.
〈… Father.〉
Primor, who acted as the representative, looked at his eyes and asked.
‘Why did you come to visit me personally without a single letter…? … ?〉
“Then where did you say and leave? As if it were an afterthought, the guy who just left the letter and left is asking all sorts of questions.〉
It was a chillingly cold and melancholic tone.
─Awkwardly. Primor shook his shoulders.
A pressure that can’t be felt from a poor person!
Whether that was good or bad, it was the charisma that comes from a person who has a certain kind of conviction that he has been raised since he was born.
Is this what a super diamond spoon is?
Primor was calm and dignified, but he lowered his eyes as if he knew he was wrong.
Those gloomy eyes widened at the old gentleman’s next words.
〈… Yeah?〉
─Swipe.
The old gentleman’s eyes aimed at me for a moment, then returned to their original position.
When he mentioned divorce, he was as aloof as a security guard notifying him of the schedule for discontinuing the apartment.
Then Primor opened her mouth as if to squeeze her voice.
Primord shouted in protest at the old gentleman who held her cane.
‘I never asked for freedom! From the day I dreamed of revenge, I will dedicate the rest of my life to you——〉
“You mean you came out during my son’s funeral?”
Her mouth closed as if it had been slapped across the cheek.
〈… Your story goes viral. A bride who ran away during her husband’s funeral. I’ve personally announced that it’s not true, but you yourself know best what kind of scandal is going around.〉
The old gentleman stared at such a Primor and said.
‘Find a new husband and start a family. You are no longer related to our family.〉
It was the eyes and words that really did not feel the slightest warmth, as if drawing a line.
Primor lowered her head and said nothing, and the knights watching her couldn’t bear to open her mouth.
‘… Hmm.’
But I noticed.
If it wasn’t my misunderstanding, there was no anger or contempt for Primor in the old gentleman’s eyes.
Rather, it is the exact opposite feeling.
Compassion, or sorry?
I’m not an archeologist, and I can’t tell people’s intentions just by looking at their eyes. When that happens, the mat is opened.
But I may not be as good as Maitreya, but am I not a macho with the eyes of a god?
More than anything else, if you’re going to give a notice of divorce, you won’t even come in person.
Cornelius was considerate of Primor allowing her to live a new life after the divorce.
‘… Hmmm?’
However, in my opinion, as I only had the timing to say that I would notice everything else, this conversation is completely meaningless.
Thinking so, I thought about it for about 3 seconds before stepping forward.
〈… What about you?〉
What do you ask when you know everything? I answered while conscious of a kind-looking smile.
“That’s right, you. Did you say there is something you want to say? Tell me.〉
His eyes went wild. His expression did not change, but only his eyes changed as if lasers were coming out. It’s so amazing.
‘What do you mean? Do you doubt my daughter-in-law’s fidelity?
I smiled triumphantly and tossed the card of conversion.
Just like when Jammin was playing Yu-Gi-Oh with his friend and activating a trap card.
〈── Perhaps, Madam Primor, she may have already conceived.〉
***
At my words, the front gate of the mansion went silent.
‘Hey, look at the reaction. It wasn’t really me What could I have done? Yes?’
However, I didn’t feel the slightest sense of incongruity in that fact, and I was smirking in admiration for my own reasoning power. It was a smile that anyone could see as an evil rogue.
Primor may be pregnant!
It was right after she read Advent’s diary for the first time on the day Tirsi woke up that she came to mind that fact.
‘According to the diary, the condition for Advent was for at least four blood relatives from the first Senate family to gather.’
But at the time of the ceremony, there were only three of them.
Tyrsi, Signatio, Lord of Lenapolis.
Only three like this.
But when we came, Diavolo had confidence that
‘In other words, that Mr. Falshack was the fourth person from the beginning—— Primor noticed the existence of a pregnant child!’
Of course, there may have been changes as consciousness improved.
I can’t be sure of that fact alone.
‘But there was a lot of evidence besides that.’
There is also a mention from a female thief that her physical condition has not been good recently.
She said that when her primor was struggling, her diabolo tried to take care of her by having her person take care of her.
It’s 99% certain if you think about Primor’s behavior, which was sparsely emotional.
‘A noble lady is going to avenge her, but is she just going to throw away the ring her husband gave her? It’s strange no matter who sees it.’
Such impulsive behavior and poor physical condition can be explained if it was because she was pregnant.
Emotional upset is a common symptom of morning sickness in early pregnancy.
‘If you know this far, isn’t it dog shit to come to a conclusion?’
I laughed heartily at my brain.
The last person who made the
Burrrr… !!
I salivated my lips saying that I would put on a thrilling mystery play with such content, but Cornelius started gnashing his teeth.
This person? YEE? What do you mean?
As I twisted his head, he suddenly drew his sword, flashing lightning from his eyes.
─Sureung!
A blade came out of the staff he was holding!
Where did he sell his gentlemanly attitude, Cornelius with a face reminiscent of an evil spirit.
How did this happen? Was it that I was overjoyed at the good news and then stopped and listened to it?
Cornelius unleashed an indiscriminate, frenzied sword strike that seemed to maliciously demean the tragic condition of the mentally ill!
100% sincere living without the slightest bit of playfulness!
I dodged the attack in confusion and bewilderment without knowing why.
– Booung!! As I leaned back, a sharp blade slashed right where my neck had been!
Fuck this!! That crazy old man, I just really tried to kill him!!
〈Oh, my god.──!!〉
〈Uhhhhh,
