Not Knowing The Betrayal Of That Day - Chapter 131
Translator: Effe
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Chapter 131
Having concluded the long reflection, Beatrice spoke briefly. Her opponent looked down at the board, unable to hide his awkward face. The man, with a half-hearted smile, toppled his white king, clearly admitting defeat.
Looking at the toppled white king on the board, Beatrice raised her glass.
“To beat me, it would take at least a hundred years.”
“From the beginning… you had that in mind. Is there any meaning in playing if you’re going to do this?”
“If I win from the start, it’s not fun.”
At that moment, a knocking sound came from the door. When told to come in, a knight approached Beatrice and whispered a report. Only after the awaited words came from the knight’s mouth did Beatrice smile satisfactorily.
“Marquis Jutert urges an order. Well…. It has been puffing up its chest too much. Alright, let’s go and prepare to welcome the returned dog.”
As the knight bowed and withdrew, Beatrice stood up and headed towards the balcony.
The once sunny weather was now so clouded that it couldn’t even be said to be good. It seemed that rain would pour down soon. Consequently, except for the rough sound of the wind, the surroundings were quiet.
“Lee, the wind is cold.”
The man who followed Beatrice covered her shoulders. At his considerate gesture, Beatrice smiled faintly.
“Do you know why I don’t believe in God?”
“Lee.”
“Because God can’t give me what I want.”
Beatrice brushed her hair, fluttering in the wind, behind her ear and took a sip of the drink. Though her throat seemed to burn from the strong, potent alcohol, her mind was calm as ever. Consequently, even her thoughts were becoming clearer.
At that moment, a blond young man leading a group of knights passed through the main gate. Beatrice looked down at him and smiled gently. It’s okay, even if God doesn’t give her what she wants…
She looked up at the dark sky.
“I’ll make it happen on my own.”
God was dead.
The young girl no longer needed God.
“…”
Returning to her room after the counseling with the cardinal, Tessa was once again speechless at the sight before her. The room was filled with all sorts of precious items that could fill a large room. All of them were undoubtedly gifts prepared by Hert.
‘Hert again…’
When Tessa woke up from a long sleep, many things had changed. She was now five months pregnant, Marquisate Jutert had gone extinct, and Hert had become a hero of the kingdom and Duke Calias.
As a result, Tessa was left bewildered by everything. Hert being the illegitimate son of the only Duke in the kingdom. And he’s the duke now.
However, amid the confusion, Tessa made an effort to adapt to the swiftly changing world that had momentarily come to a slow frozen time. She received counseling daily from the Cardinal, began learning to read and write again, and wrote short diary entries to record the gradually growing life within her. Through this repetitive routine, she had adapted to most things by now.
But one thing is different.
Hert’s relentless onslaught of gifts.
Tessa wondered if Hert was so happy that she woke up that day. Since then, Hert had prepared a gift for Tessa every day without fail.
Of course, receiving gifts from a lover was not unusual, but the problem was the scale of Hert’s gifts. The quantity of gifts seemed to have been emptied out an entire store, far exceeding the usual range.
Jewels, clothes, paintings, ceramics….., and various other precious items piled up in the reception room. It had even extended to the warehouse by now. At this point, it was closer to a tribute offered by a vassal to their lord than simple gifts for a lover.
As a result, Tessa was currently suffering a headache due to the overwhelming amount of gifts pouring in every day. The act had been ongoing for a while, and the bigger problem was that Hert showed no signs of stopping.
In fact, when Tessa received the first gift, she was genuinely happy not knowing what the future held. Each gift made her feel Hert’s sincere affection for her. For a brief moment, she hesitated, wondering if it was okay to accept such things, but knowing that Hert had become a Duke, she accepted it.
Tessa was aware that a duke of a country could easily handle such wealth.
Moreover, even in Barony Settevyan, where she briefly stayed in the past, the Baron’s daughter enjoyed a luxurious life every day. In the Duchy, it should be even more extravagant, not less.
However, as the days passed, and the scale of the gifts grew beyond her expectations, Tessa realized that something was seriously wrong. She simply couldn’t think of an appropriate way to deal with this situation, as such an experience had never happened in her lifetime.
‘Honestly, I never thought it would last this long…’
Eventually, Tessa, pretending not to notice the envy-filled glances directed at her, looked for Hert somewhere. She felt like today she needed to have a serious conversation about these gifts.
However, when someone finally appeared before her, it wasn’t Hert but his aide, Lange Geoffrey.
“Good afternoon, Lady Tessa.”
Lange greeted Tessa with a bright smile and extended a rich bouquet of flowers prepared in advance.
“As you might have guessed, these are gifts prepared by the Duke. However, he had urgent matters to attend to in the royal palace, so I came first today. This is a token of apology for being late.”
Before Tessa could even say a response, Lange handed over the bouquet. Even though she was about to protest, the colorful bouquet was so beautiful that she couldn’t bring herself to refuse. Perhaps Hert had anticipated this and prepared the bouquet accordingly.
‘It’s just like the old times…’
During their time in the orphanage, Hert used to present handmade bouquets as a gesture of reconciliation or apology. They weren’t as perfect as the professionally crafted bouquets now, but the sincere effort he put into picking flowers one by one from the fields was enough to melt away any lingering resentment she felt at the time.
As memories of a happy past surfaced, Tessa found herself unconsciously lifting the corners of her mouth.
“He mentioned that you would like it, and he was right.”
“He used to do this…in the past.”
“It seems like a habitual offense.”
Tessa burst into laughter at Lange’s jest. Thanks to this light-hearted banter, the clouded atmosphere that had persisted during counseling seemed to lift. Lange, seemingly pleased with the outcome, chuckled lightly and gestured toward the pile of gifts.
“Anyway, the Duke wouldn’t be too late. He’ll be back soon, but while you wait, would you like to take a look at the gifts?”
“Oh, that’s okay…”
After days of constant gift checking, Tessa’s head was throbbing just from seeing the wrapping paper. When Tessa declined, Lange understood and gave a faint smile.
“Well, receiving such gifts for over two weeks can indeed get tiresome.”
“No, no! It’s not that…”
“Just kidding. But there are a few gifts that I need to verify personally. I hope you understand.”
“….Verify personally?”
“Oh, it’s nothing much, just a simple procedure.”
Procedure? Looking at Tessa’s puzzled expression, Lange gestured to a servant who was waiting nearby to bring something. It turned out to be several luxurious boxes containing documents. Opening the top box, Lange took out a neatly rolled piece of paper and cleared his throat for a moment.
His expression seemed to carry a hint of seriousness.
“Then, let me guide you through.”
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