Not Knowing The Betrayal Of That Day - Chapter 109
Translator and Editor: Effe and Yonnee
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Chapter 109
“It’s the Duke’s fault. I specially told His Majesty to arrange and have it organized. You’re thankful right? I’ve done so many things that I can’t even remember them all, and I sorted everything by myself like this. Don’t worry—you don’t have to repay this favor. As you know, I am not a very generous person.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! You must have worked hard to make up crimes that don’t even exist!”
The Duke cynically shouted at Beatrice at the top of his lungs. Nevertheless, Beatrice couldn’t care less. She was rather sarcastic.
“Oh, did you try to hit me in the back knowing so well?”
“…….”
“There is a limit to what I can allow. How nice it would be if you just stayed nice and meek like before. I wouldn’t have gone this far if so.”
The only thing he had going for him was the misplaced fortune of being born as the rightful son of a ducal household, but she had wanted to rip that head off every time he looked at something that was out of his way. In particular, five years ago, as soon as the previous king fell, it was truly a spectacle to see him come back from abroad and aim for the throne.
At that time, the nobility was divided into two factions. Whether to place Rams, the current young king, on the throne, or to make Duke Callias’s eldest son regent until the king would reach adulthood. In fact, the latter option was only ‘temporary’ on paper—it was no different from saying that he was being crowned the next king.
‘Trash bastards.’
Naturally, as Beatrice was already primed to put the young Rams on the throne while taking control behind the scenes, she became passionate about the situation. She has used all means possible to clear her biggest obstacle—the previous king—yet here was some scum of the earth popping up and trying to reap her harvest. This insignificant man was just a mere buffoon who looked illustrious on the outside yet hollow on the inside.
“Duke, did you think you could become king if you got rid of me?”
Fool. This imbecile dared to get rid of her when he’s like a flower in a greenhouse that had never been through any hardship. The type of people Beatrice hated were those who didn’t know their place—just like Duke Callias. There is greed that can be allowed, and there is greed that cannot be allowed. He couldn’t even tell them apart, and it was terribly disgusting to see him being unconditionally taking everything for himself.
“Don’t be mistaken. You are nothing. Consider yourself lucky that you’re still alive.”
“…Goddamn wench. You’re the one who is mistaken. Do you think the nobles would stay still after all this?”
“Of course. Isn’t that why I haven’t killed you thus far? If it weren’t for that, I could have already killed you.”
A cause was important. She could defend herself if she had a plausible cause, and she could make others stand for her. In particular, for the ignorant, blind and deaf, there was nothing better than a justification to be presented. Because they don’t have the ability to hide the truth.
So even though Beatrice could get rid of Duke Callias right away, she had to wait until a ‘valid justification’ came up. As time passed, it was two years ago that the card she wanted so much had appeared, and Beatrice was finally able to make her decision.
She decided to drag Duke Callias down to the depths of the earth and wipe him out for all to see.
“You are well aware that the illegal slave trade in Mussieux is the greatest felony, right? But what would happen to those who went further and created and distributed the illegal slave market?”
With Beatrice’s words, cold sweat was running down Duke Callias’ body. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Beatrice spoke briefly as she touched the handle of her sword with her fingertips.
“That’s why don’t mess around.”
The tide was turned in an instant. Enemies attacking from outside the walls were quickly defeated by the reinforcements that’s been sent by the Marquis. They broke formation all too easily and scattered in all directions.
As the castle walls had collapsed, the chaotic situation within them also began to be sorted out quickly.
“Lange Geoffrey, I was informed that you have just returned.”
Seeing Lange appearing in front of him, Hert raised his eyebrows in exasperation. It was a face he hadn’t seen in a long time, but that man’s impudence was not very welcome. In particular, just thinking about who Lange’s real master gave Hert the urge to strangle him right away.
“Did you go on a trip?”
“Please spare me for a moment. Things didn’t go my way? And I arrived just in time.”
Hert stared at Lange for a moment. At that intense glare so full of murderous intent, Lange slightly averted his eyes and ignored Hert’s gaze. In any case, he was already expecting this kind of reaction.
“So what did you talk about with that woman?”
“I have done what you asked me to do, Sir. Things were more complicated than expected. There aren’t just one or two things I didn’t know, so will you let me off the hook if I tell you that I had a hard time?”
“Fine. Explain the rest.”
Hert waved his hand.
“There’s no hurry anyway,” Lange said. “They’re all rats in a jar—their army wouldn’t be able to last long. Even if they’d endure, they would not have known that the castle would collapse. Oh, more than that… Did you hear?”
“What.”
“The Marchioness…”
While trailing off, Lange’s eyes met with Hert’s. Naturally, Hert’s expression was not good. He twisted his mouth crookedly and looked as if he would grab Lange by the collar at any moment.
“Oh, I heard. That she was crushed by a collapsed castle and got seriously injured.”
The Marchioness’s personal wish was to destroy the Jutert Castle, but in essence, it was to spread false rumors and news about her to the outside world.
The picture that Marquis Borwen wanted was that Young Marquis Jutert went missing in an ‘unfortunate accident’ and that Hert Shine was crossing between life and death. It would be easier for the Marquis to move the way she wanted if there was chaos everywhere.
“So she’s going to make me an idiot and shake the board by hitting Duke Callias on the back of the head? None of the nobles would take this lying down. It looks like you’ve lost your master, Lange. Then, when things calms down to a certain extent, she intends to present me as the successor to the Callias Duchy.”
“…You know…”
“Damn it, who said I want to be Duke?!”
Unable to hold back his anger, Hert fiercely shot at him. He knew that Marquis Borwen was doing strange things behind his back, but he didn’t know that it was going to be like this. It was clear to her that the woman was mad as hell. He should have known from the time she held the young king in her palm and pushed him to do her bidding.
“Still, isn’t that a good thing too? This time she will be called the judge of justice after the war hero. Also, Tessa…”
“Why does that name appear here?”
“Her Excellency asked me to pass it on. Wouldn’t you like to give Tessa the title of Duchess?”
“…….”
Damn wench. Hert again cussed out Marquis Borwen yet again. The more he thought about it, the more he got goosebumps. Hert turned away from Lange, picking up his helmet.
“Where are you going?”
“I need to clear my head. Who’re her as backup?”
“Ah, Sir Lilledo…”
“Of all people, it’s that cursed f*cker.”
“You’d better rest for a while…”
“Shut up and keep an eye on that bastard. If he disappears like last time, know well that I’d be pissed the f*ck off.”
Hert turned to the fainting Ferdale and ordered. The Young Marquis, tied to a wooden pole, had clear signs of being strangled. Lange nodded vigorously, feeling goosebumps at the sight. Maybe that could be his future self.
“Oh, wait a minute, Sir. One more thing…”
“What now…”
Just before putting on the helmet, Hert met eyes with someone watching him from afar. At the same time, it felt like everything was moving slowly. Tessa was only a short distance away.
“…Tessa?”
From the moment he confirmed Tessa’s existence, Hert’s heart began to ache. It felt like someone was squeezing his beating heart. Like running for only one person.
Terrifyingly before their eyes met, Tessa was running towards him. One step, two steps, three steps… Every time she moved closer to him, his heart thumped and thumped with it. His whole body boiled with tension and joy.
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