Episode 144
Translator : Miss
Editor : Aru
Epilogue
‘I shouldn’t have co.’
Igrett, the crown prince who attended the wedding with his face covered, thought of it as soon as he saw the bride entering the ceremony.
‘I ca here to see you.’
It was the wedding of Widgreen, the pillar that supported the current empire both in na and reality.
He had to show his face as the crown prince. But it wasn’t the reason why Igrett was here.
If so, he wouldn’t have covered his face in the first place.
Igrettt laughed at himself. He can’t believe he got the invitation as a crown prince, but in person at the wedding.
It’s ugly. This is so nasty.
Igrett stared ahead without blinking.
The bright, unspoiled white dress, and the red hair that spread smoothly over it caught his eye rather than the rose in full bloom.
The bride, who seed to have everything in the world and smiling happier than anyone else in this place, was beautiful.
So it was a problem. Because it’s so beautiful.
Igrett eventually escaped from the ceremony without being able to watch it until the end.
He left the ceremony and walked wildly. He wanted to get so air. Then maybe this stuffy feeling will get a little better.
Whatever it was, it was good. Igrett entered the visible garden and walked at random as he could.
After so ti, he really cald down a little.
Is it the effect of fresh air and the sll of grass? Igrett thus regained his usual composure.
And he realized.
That he’s the worst at finding the way.
Oh, my God.
He stopped awkwardly in the middle of the garden, surrounded by unfamiliar scenery.
It was a disaster. Igrett was lost in the garden of his palace.
Although he had his own excuse that it was a place he had never visited before for a garden in the castle, anyway.
The important thing was that this garden was a more unfamiliar place than the one at the ti.
It was practically the first ti.
‘I’m dood.’
Igrett calmly judged how serious a difficulty he was at present.
This was the result of being overwheld by emotions for a mont and acting impulsively without thinking about the future.
‘Oh, my God.’
There will be a long way to go before the ceremony. And it wasn’t just that. After the main ceremony, there will be a reception.
Everyone’s going to be so busy. What is the chance that one of the employees of such a house will be able to enter this garden in a leisurely manner of speaking?
He’s really in big trouble. Igrett tried to figure out where he would have co in and how large the whole garden would be.
Even if he is lucky and barely manages to escape after a long ti, what excuse could he say?
It was then. A clear voice called him.
“Hello……”
Igrett looked back in a flinch. He was so absorbed in thought that he didn’t feel any sign of presence.
A lady, dressed in a dark yellow dress and with brown hair hanging down, opened her mouth with a pure face looking at Igrett.
“Hello, sir. Were you taking a walk?”
At this ti, Igrett’s head spins fast.
It’s not his first ti seeing her. Who is it? Oh, He rembers. Lady Agrita Grace of Viscount Grace.
Most of the ti, he got caught by soone else – Lydia – but he was acquainted anyway. Igrett tried to put a knowing face on her but stopped.
Hold on.
Igrett felt the mask on his face. He is now hiding his identity.
It was not a benefit to co forward and reveal who he was.
“………it’s not a bad garden for a walk. What about you lady?
Igrett replied vaguely in that way. The opponent smiled softly when she heard the answer.
“I’m on my way out for a walk, too. But I’m just tired of taking a walk. If you don’t mind, could you show the way out?”
“I……..”
“Please, Sir. It’s dark on the road, and I’m lonely and scared to walk alone.”
She then walked away without hearing Igrett’s answer.
Of course, Igrett was embarrassed. What is he going to do about this? It’s a new big deal. He doesn’t know how to get out.
But Igrett soon realized. The opponent asked him to show him the way, but she was actually taking the lead.
Igrett blinked his green eyes inside the mask.
He silently thought as he followed a small body that walked a little ahead.
‘She did it on purpose.’
He didn’t know how she knew, but she knew that he was lost. That’s why she helped him under the pretext of showing her the way out.
“Thank you for doing a favour, Sir.”
The garden was not as wide as he thought. The opponent leaned slightly toward him after leaving the garden.
“I……”
“Yes?”
Igrert called his opponent, who was about to turn, without realizing it, but stopped.
‘What are you going to say? Thank you? Said thank you and you won’t forget this and you’ll pay her back later?’
To do so, he must reveal that he is the Crown Prince.
It was inevitable that he would hide his identity at the wedding.
“………No.”
The opponent smiled quietly and soon turned around.
Igrett stood there for a while and watched her body move away.
The opponent’s na lingered for a while in his head as she turned away.
The Crown Prince Igrett Hayden and Agrita Grace. From now on, the world will pretend to be coincidental and make them et to the point of exhausting.
Until two people fall in love with each other.
It was still a little bit of a future before it happened.
***
Dylan was sensible.
For example, she benefited from the sense of sight, but the first thing she noticed as a child was running away before her father burned her to death.
Her father, who lost his wife to a robber and beca ntally ill, planned to live under the influence of alcohol and die with his young daughter.
‘If you want to die, you’ll die alone. Not even as a murderer.’
Dylan thought coldly, but later went ho and made his father’s grave where he died.
And later on, it was true, but her mother was not robbed to death.
A nobleman famous for greed and viciousness in the village coveted her mother and murdered her in disguise as a robber.
Although he was told that the aristocrat had been murdered by a child born of an extramarital affair, Dylan could not naturally like the aristocracy itself.
So she felt a strong sense of betrayal. To Davery.
‘Crazy bastard.’
Dylan started swearing at Davery, who suddenly ca to her and said he was under the control of a noble family.
‘Good? You crazy guy, would you like to be a knight and turn away? Enough to beco a noble muzzle?’
Dylan and Davery said, ‘We were at least in the middle of a bond in the Hidden.’
Davery, who was a shoulder-to-shoulder competitor in Hidden, lost his parents and grew up as an orphan because of the aristocracy as a child.
So Dylan felt a bond with Davery. She thought he was no different from her.
But was it an illusion? Davery spoke calmly to the excited Dylan.
‘I’m the one who didn’t even touch this collar with the sword.’
‘You idiot. Are you bragging?’
‘I wonder how I will grow and who I will be. Maybe I will co back here.’
‘No, don’t co back. I won’t leave you alone as soon as you co back. I will kill you’
Dylan shuddered with a deep sense of betrayal, eventually cutting off so of Davery’s hair that day.
A few years since then.
By the ti the sense of betrayal, the resentnt and the anger from him had faded, Dylan had t Davery again.
And when she ca to her senses, she found herself as a personal escort of so aristocrat.
Ha.
What’s going on? Dylan was dumbfounded. Why did she interfere with the escort contract?
She felt like she was possessed by sothing. Dylan suspected for a while that her master was a witch.
But Agrita Grace, who hired Dylan, was far from a witch.
No, it was far from the average aristocrat, let alone the witch.
Princess Lydia, who Davery follows like an obedient dog, is also a good person, not like the common aristocrats. She was able to find out after talking to her.
But Agrita was much different from Lydia. It was much more liberal, classless and pure.
She knows that many aristocratic ladies do not know the world. But this wasn’t that kind of feeling.
It was fresh and fascinating. Dylan has always been on the side of softening her alertness if her opponent is a pretty woman even if she is the sa noble.
It didn’t take long for Dylan to feel affection for Agrita beyond her identity.
Yes, she admits it. Dylan liked her employer before she knew it. In a humane way
“Da Wolf.”
That’s why she got the knighthood that wasn’t planned for her by asking Grace to write it.
When Agrita woke up, she wanted to tell her that she beca a knight because of her.
“What are you thinking, Da Wolf?”
But Agrita, who regained consciousness, did not rember her.
She wasn’t the only one Agrita didn’t rember. Agrita seed to have lost the whole mory of eting her.
She also acts to Lydia and Davery like this is the first ti she t her.
“Lady.”
“Talk to , Da.”
Agrita, who woke up, was still a good person. When she heard of Dylan’s origins, she didn’t neglect her at all, rather she was more polite and amiable.
But it still feels different.
She can’t explain it, but Dylan could feel it. It’s like she beca soone else.
“If you don’t mind, I have a request.”
The trouble wasn’t long. Dylan wasn’t always the type to think that long. And once she made up his mind, she acted quickly.
That’s how she quit.
Dylan broke her escort contract with Agrita and left Viscount’s mansion. She said she would return her knighthood, but Viscountess and the rest of family mbers shook their heads.
The family was always good people. It’s a very unusual family.
‘Well, let’s go and see Davery disgusting face.’
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