“I’ve been telling you so many tis before. Please do not approach . If you keep on being rude like this, I won’t stand still anymore.”
“Ha.”
As her words of refusal continued as they did not carry on once more, Ferdinand’s face, which had been all smiles, began to crack slowly. When his arrogant face had finally collapsed, he swept his hair up rather roughly.
“What, this is the opposite of what I heard from Arjan. I never expected you to be like this.”
“…I beg your pardon?”
Just for that one mont, she felt that her head had turned white—erased. He had heard sothing from soone else.
“What did Arjan say?”
“She said that you won’t ever stop anyone who approaches?”
“What does that…”
“I’ve already heard of everything. That’s just how the Duke was seduced anyway. You spread your legs even before you’ve gotten married…”
“You just flutter that mouth of yours one more ti. And it’ll be torn apart.”
Lyndon eventually drew his sword, as opposed to Molitia, who was still in utter shock. Let’s listen to it, let’s just hear them all—he couldn’t possibly say sothing like that to the Mada, who was in front of him, with a gaping mouth like it had been pierced through. It seed like this anger of his would not be relieved even after washing away the dreadful tongue of his by granting him death.
When he saw how pale Molitia’s face had gotten, Lyndon exerted more strength to his hands. First, he even thought that he’d feel much better if he could just cut off Ferdinand’s tongue so that it could not make fun of her any longer.
“Cra—are you crazy? You dare to unsheathe your sword in front of soone?”
“My ears hurt just like I was only listening to a re dog.”
“Do you think that I’m just going to stay still for this sort of disgrace?”
“Don’t stay still, then.”
Both Lyndon and Ferdinand flinched at the tone of Molitia’s icy voice. A powerful resonance that couldn’t have been believed to be the voice from a slender body, which was caught through the eyes of the two of them.
“At the precise mont when you act, the Duke will never stand still. You’ll be charged for besmirching my na.”
“Wha—what.”
He had already drawn his sword, though. She could then see the people around them had begun to buzz around in surprise.
She shouldn’t be making things any bigger now. Even though she knew of that, she just didn’t wish to say anything to calm Ferdinand down.
She was cursing at herself and she cursed him as well. That fact had aggrieved her greatly.
“I heard that the wedding is just around the corner. As you have said before, why don’t you try not to make each other angry—as much as possible?”
Ferdinand instantly faltered at Molitia’s words. The blade of the sword that was aid at his neck was extrely close.
The murmurs around them grew even louder. Only then did Ferdinand finally realize where he was truly at.
“Ha…… Arjan’s sister, you would think that I’ll be falling for it.”
His body, which had staggered backwards, imdiately turned around before heading in the opposite direction. He looked just like a walking little bird, but he was walking quite fast—unlike before.
Despite his disappearance over at the corner, Lyndon’s breathing still hadn’t recovered to normal for a while.
“Are you just letting him go?”
“I can’t help it. It will only attract people’s attention if one were to fight on the streets.”
“He can’t even hold a candle against the Lord.”
Molitia patted Lyndon softly for him to put his sword back into its sheath. However, Molitia’s own pace of encouraging him wasn’t really that good.
‘That’s what I ant.’
She heard that Arjan had already appeared in society. She eventually reflected on the fact that she now knew why Marchioness Nibeia was upset.
Why was he so impatient that he couldn’t touch her? No matter how hard she had struggled to escape, she only seed to be tying herself with prickly thorns instead. She didn’t understand any of Arjan’s behavior, which was so full of such evil that Molitia couldn’t even believe that she was actually her sister.
Why did they want to put herself down so much? Just as if they had to always have an upper hand all over Molitia. Lyndon then murmured while still staring at the direction of Ferdinand’s path.
“I can actually tell, by the way, that even when that gaze were staring at , it’s pretty clear that once My Lord receives the report of who that guy had been ogling at, he’s going to get beaten up instantly.”
“Pft.”
Molitia imdiately kept her mouth shut without even realizing it. And it was all because of Lyndon’s deep-thinking conversation that had pierced into her ears.
“Really! You may have not experienced it yet, but you must see the look on his face while he’s working. It’s so brutal.”
“He looks vicious?”
“Oh my God. Mada, please let all of those people in our office hear that. Everyone will be absolutely surprised.”
“Okay, I’ll stop by the office next ti. I’d like to say hi to you as well.”
“Alright.”
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