Raven smiled when he saw her face, which couldn’t really capture her utter weariness that seed to be quite at a loss.
“You’ve co to see my wife. If you don’t mind , may I join you as well?”
“Haha, it wasn’t that big of a deal at all. I was just enjoying the conversation I had with my daughter as it had been a while ever since.”
The Count then quickly shifted his head to Molitia.
“Isn’t that right, Molitia?”
“Yes…”
Molitia could never defy the Count’s words. Her chin quivered unnaturally while she still couldn’t hold her eye contact with the Count.
Raven then carefully took a seat next to her. Her body was still shivering and it seed like she had no intentions of eting his gaze at all.
What the hell did he say until she got this terrified? Raven desperately tried to hold in his soaring anger.
All things considered, he was actually glad that he had inford the butler beforehand of his early return. He thought of having dinner, together with Molitia and he straight away proceeded to depart on his way ho from work.
Upon hearing the news along the way, he hastily compelled his horse to pick up the pace as they galloped to the mansion.
If only he arrived a little later, she would have been through much severe humiliation. Raven gently placed his hand on top of hers that were laid precisely on her puffy skirt while still avoiding the eyes of Count Clence, who was right in front of them.
“Are you all right?”
“Yes, everything’s fine.”
He felt sorry towards her, who was forcing herself to smile with an exceptionally ashen white face today.
Should he just carry her to the bedroom like this? The Count who was right in front of him was utterly ignored. For Raven, the most minimal courtesy was enough for him as she was by far, Molitia’s father.
Didn’t so say that won were unable to omit their own family? Yet recently, Raven felt increasingly skeptical about the fact that whether or not he should be showing any kind of courtesy towards Count Clence at all.
“And now, I even got to et the Duke of Linerio. Despite having stumbled across each other like this, don’t we actually have sothing to talk about? So, why don’t we take on this opportunity to wrap up our chat?”
“Talk to , then.”
Raven’s lips imdiately thinned into a straight line.
‘I was wondering what really brought you here.’
It was because of that after all. As his unbearable fury was soaring through the roof of his head, his straightened lips curved before parting themselves.
“I believe there isn’t really much to converse about.”
“What?”
The Count was baffled as he responded unintentionally with a burst of laughter.
“Haha, you’re going quite too far. I believe that you have already received a letter from .”
“Oh, that.”
Molitia was trembling evidently at the Count’s words. Seeing that, Raven exerted more strength against his clasp on her hand. Her eyes then turned sowhat slightly as she was brought to face him.
“You’ve already put together a lot of things which are apparently quite hard to obtain. Especially the Triric dicinal herbs that are not locally produced in the Empire.”
“That goes without saying. I’ve put in much effort for this business. So, Duke, let us profit from this opportunity that had risen…”
“Do you know that the said drug is able to beco a deadly poison, which could easily kill a person?”
“What?”
Count Clence’s voice echoed in the parlour. He didn’t seem to understand what Raven was saying at all.
“Usually, the ones that are used are only fruits and leaves. But, when you mix them along with the roots, they would develop into a dreadful poison that is lethal even with only a few drops of it.”
“Well, that’s… Triric is certainly a panacea of so sort…”
“Where could such a wonderful thing happen to be? I supposed the Count has just been deceived.”
Raven suddenly stopped smiling.
“Or did you deliberately bring it into the Empire with a different set of mind?”
“What are you saying, Duke?”
The Count raised his voice due to anger. His feelings were obviously projected on his face, distorting it dreadfully.
Bringing in poison? It could also be used as a ans to assassinate soone. It was beyond a doubt that this would directly hurt the status of the Count in question.
Poison? Without the Empire ever knowing? He had absolutely no idea about this. The Count imdiately shuddered at the unexpected controversy that was going on.
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