Spoiler Forgotten Juliet

SilverSoul1 · Oct 15, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

"Oh?"
Veronica, sitting at the counter at the entrance to the library, talking seriously with a few people, found Juliet and opened her eyes wide.
"Oh my God, take a look at my mind. Did you finish watching?"
"Yes, thanks."
Juliet smiled and said hello and tried to leave the library, but people who were crowded at the entrance looked at it.
"Ah, you're the girl who said you're here for sightseeing?"
Being a small town, rumors seemed to be fast.
Juliet, who quickly looked at their outfits, noticed that many of them were the top clothes in the town square.
Like the top-notch people, they were kind enough to talk to Juliet, who was just the passerby.
"If you're going to return to the square, it's better to wait and get on the cart together."
Juliet agreed, since she couldn't find a reason to refuse.
The top people thought it would be good for the library, but it turned out that they needed a map of the forest kept in the library.
'A map of the forest? If it's a map, isn't there much more to the top?
What do you think will come to the library?
At that time, I caught my eye on the map that the people in the business were moving.
'Aha.'
The forest map was not made of paper.
A huge terrain map of the forest was unfolded in front of you, sculpted with wooden boards and assembled like a puzzle.
Juliet sat at the entrance and looked at the books while the top people transferred the dismantled forest models to the cart.
Since the region is probably the small region, herbal science and history books took up a lot of weight.
Juliet picked and looked at one of the books with the most interesting titles.
Meanwhile, Veronica and the top man were seriously talking.
“Then the problem will be serious."
"But it's said that it's because of the slave traders these days. In the case of randomly grabbing sub-races-."
"Is that something to do with this?"
"What is the Archlord Aquitaine?"
"When did you see the great lord care about this?"
"If 'Silver Forest' is like this, it wouldn't be still."
"You mean Lycan Slope, right?"
.......Lycan slope?
I wasn't trying to overheard, but Juliet stopped.
「Silver Forest」
It was the title of the book she was looking at. Juliet turned over the bookshelf

Pararac.

There was a text along with a picture of a giant wolf.
Juliet fluttering her lips suddenly became curious. Roy.
'Was the dog already arrived at home?'
Slavery was abolished under imperial law.
However, in the East, the number of sub-races far exceeds the number of humans.
The imperial law does not extend to such heterogeneous races.
It was heard that most of the prisoners were hostile to humans and lived in groups in closed places such as the'Silver Forest'.
But that's why the forest clan was also an attractive target.
'Anyway. Humans are the problem wherever I go.'
Juliet clicked her tongue lightly as she recalled the appearance of a wolf that had been tied up in a chain and couldn't slump.
'It's not just a rare hunt, maybe it's a slave.'
When I was in the north, I had heard it at first glance.
Did you say that among the wealthy people in the South who are luxurious and have nothing to do, there are those who like to buy sub-races and decorate them as slaves?
However, Juliet, who traveled to the North and the South all her life, had never seen Suin before coming to the East. (they called Suin)
So I couldn't imagine.
It was Juliet's first Werewolf that I met on the train.
Since then, I have traveled through two cities, but I met people so that I could touch ordinary people like the scenery of ordinary islands rather than sub-racials. (she can touch the ordinary people because they're not butterflies enemy)
Looking at it, it seemed that it was not a presence that could be seen as often as I thought even in the East.
Veronica said it was okay to borrow and read as many books as she wanted, but Juliet decided to come back later and put herself in a cart with the top people.
The top people exchanged words that Juliet couldn't understand.
"No way, are you not planning to go there?"
"why?"
"Uhhhh, it's not a joke in the surrounding atmosphere right now. The rumors are exciting."
"It seems like the lord has changed."
"suddenly?"
"Then what should I do to get to Perinas?"
"But yesterday our indecent lord..."
The people were worried.
For merchants whose distribution network is important, it seemed to be the question of how to get around the silver forest, which occupies a large area in the middle of the east.
"If you were going to go near Katia, it's better not to go now."
Perhaps it was a more serious situation than I thought, the top people also gave Juliet quite serious advice.
Anyway, her plans did not include visiting the forest.
Juliet nodded lightly and asked what she had been curious about.
"What is lord?"
"I mean the king of the Werewolf."
"Aha."
Juliet expressed her understanding, but the top people explained it in more detail.
"Unlike humans, Werewolf has a long lifespan, so it's not common for the lord to change."
"Is that important?"
"It's important. At least in the East, Werewolf lord deserves to be called king much more than the Archlord of Aquitaine."
"Is that much?"
Juliet was a little surprised and blinked.
Aquitaine was the largest city in the East as the eastern gateway was located. It is also the capital of the old kingdom.
Aquitaine was ruled by the Akitas clan from generation to generation, and she knew it was roughly the same as the Duke of Calais ruled the north.
However, with Juliet's knowledge, it was difficult to convince that the king of different races was more influential and important, overtaking the Great Lord.
"Because of the silver forest."
The people at the top explained vigorously.
Silver forest.
'That was the title of the book earlier.'
It was the name of the huge forest in the eastern Katia region.
"It would be nice to know what kind of tendency the new lord is."
According to the explanation, the influence of Werewolf lord on the clan of the forest is comparable to the influence of the emperor in terms of the empire.
Also, depending on how hostile Lord is to humans, the tendency of the forests seemed to change.
Of course, the top people who have to move things over long distances have no choice but to keep an eye on this issue.
"I guess you can't figure out who was the lord?"
"It's hard to know. Moreover, these days, poachers are on the rise. They will be more hostile to humans."
The top person explained, frowning.
According to her explanation, a few years ago, several minor guilds began to kidnap young prisoners near the forest and sell them at slave auctions.
That was how it happened.
'Then what I saw -.
Juliet frowned.
It wasn't until I finally learned the identity of the gangsters I encountered on the train.
It seems that they were the guilds who set foot in the illegal business.
It turns out that something is a chain, a cylinder containing an unknown purple sedative. It was like an organized crime.
'I got caught up in troublesome work.'
I don't regret freeing the dog (juliet.... ) , but
I thought it could be annoying if it was with the organization.
However, Juliet clicked her tongue once,
I pushed the matter in a corner. I didn't want to care any more.
But the situation was so, and suddenly Juliet started to feel a little sorry for breaking up without saying goodbye to Roy.
Also, what if he was caught by a bad person, I was a little worried.
'he was too gentle.'
He's still looking young. Juliet thought of Roy's face, who replied all the way I told him to grin.
"We've Arrived."
While Juliet was thinking about this and that, the cart carrying them suddenly reached a square in the town.
Juliet thanked her and got off the cart.
But before taking a few steps.
". . . . ?"
Juliette, who felt a momentary discomfort, looked back at the book.
"Hmm? Why?"
"No, just over there-."
Something, it seemed like I felt the gaze
Juliet walked directly to Moton, where she felt suspiciously, but there was nothing nearby.
strange. Did i see it wrong because i was tired?
Juliet lightly swept her neck.

BANG!
"That's how much stuff, but miss it!"
A man couldn't help but struck him.
Wow!
With a loud noise, an empty cage broke badly.
Then the young men, who were in the cage on the other side of the basement, crouched and made a sharp, scared sound.
"If you don't want to die, shut up!"
BANG!
A man with a lieutenant walked us around with his feet.
Then, the young men who were inside them hid themselves in the corners, holding themselves tightly together.
The name of the fiery angry man was Viscount Caiman. (He's a guild man, that kidnap roy)
Cayman's own work was the upper column of the top of <Red Wagon>.
".......Sorry, viscount. I have nothing to say."
And the name of the other man who slumped in front of him and shook his head was Baron Hilben.
Hilben worked for Viscount Cayman, and the huge basement they stand in
It was an underground warehouse that kept the'goods' at the top of <Red Wagon Wheel>.
The upper part of <Red Wagon> was the one that has gained fear recently, and the main source of income was none other than illegal auctions and arenas.
Viscount Caiman, exhausted by the sapphire while wielding the lieutenant, breathlessly said.
"Tell me how to make up for this loss, Hilben."
"I... somehow........."
"It's not enough to sell dozens of them! You know?"
Caiman pointed to the young men with a sharp lieutenant end.
The rabbits in the cage were relatively docile and were not very alert to people, so it was easy to catch young individuals.
In other words, it meant no money.
In the vast forests of the east, various sub-races took root and live.
Even though buying and selling people is strictly forbidden by imperial law, there are some rich people who burn their desires whenever and wherever they are told not to.
The top of <Red Wagon> targeted such a niche market.
They satisfied the poor desires of the rich and made great money.
They invaded the sacred forest, where human access was prohibited, and captured and sold them at a high price.
The more rare it was, the more difficult it was to get it, the more it was to call it.
Mermaids and Werewolf are the most popular in the auction market.
There were two.
However, the standard of its popularity was a mirage.
Since slave auctions were banned, they were two races that had never appeared on the market.
Despite the fact that Mermaid Island, which is inaccessible by human ships due to the high waves, was unable to capture the Werewolf, which occupies the vast forest in the middle of the east, it was because they had much stronger power than humans.
Wolves, also known as Werewolf or Lycan Slope.
It was almost unfortunate that Viscount Cayman had banned such a Werewolf.
"Only let me not return forever."
The forest clan, who had pretended to be noble, came to the caiman on their own feet. I sold my own people.
Had it not been for that betrayal, it would have been impossible.
Hmm, ignoring humans as vulgar and behaved politely, but the Jepods were the same subjects.
After months of suffering, digging a trap, matching it to the concentration of dozens of times that of usual medicine, and moving it with a chain with all sorts of spells, it was only finally possible to catch it.
After all the hardships, I couldn't tell the joy when I saw the huge wolf that was finally captured.
The adult body of a huge race, praised as the mightiest being on earth, was beautiful.
That's what Viscount Caiman never understood.
"But how can I miss it!"
The caiman burst into anger.
Literally, the medicine was put on the verge of lethal dose.
Not only does he never wake up from being drunk with drugs, but the chains he had prepared with tremendous amount of money were specially crafted, which he barely received from the most prominent wizards in the tower.
There were dozens of spells on it, and you broke them and ran away.
It was something that convincingly convinced.
".......This is all because of that cheeky girl."
Hilben, who had been shaking his head all the time, said, like a bite.
"A girl?"
Exhausted, the Caiman Viscount, who was sitting on the iron fence, asked, as if in doubt.
Hilben somehow struggled with words.
"In the train... there was a woman with a tricky trick."
A tricky trick?
From broad daylight, his own caiman, who tried to laugh at him saying not to make funny sounds, stopped.
Hilben's chin rattled was seen with the naked eye.
"What are you talking about? Let me be more specific."
"Well, I mean...
Hilben stuttered and recounted the story inside the train.
Specifically, it was about a strange trick performed by a strange woman on the train.
"Wait a minute. Isn't it right back and forth? You said that the woman did a strange illusion magic?"
"Yes, that's right! So that's what the girl's monster is. Suddenly, she showed up and did some magic! Just free the wolf..."
Hearing the talk of gibberish with superhuman patience, Cayman called along with Hilben some of the other men who were on the train.
"So, to sum up, the woman called the butterfly monster?"
"Yes! That's it. And the butterfly monster -."

tck! tck!

Viscount Cayman, listening silently, thought Hilben was screaming.
That gray wolf was the best he got in his hand.
He must have exaggerated a lot of the opponent who attacked him because he was afraid to be reprimanded for missing.
However, Hilben noticed that his words were suspicious and appealed as if they were unfair.
"I'm right! Check it out!"
If I hadn't confirmed that there was a woman in the middle of another man with a really weird trick, I would have suspected that Hilben had tricked him and made it all up.
That was a ridiculous story.
However, as Hilben claimed, the other subordinates who were brought in made similar bullshit.
"Look at this! I'm right!"
Hilben quickly became elated, and his own Cayman got a little serious.
"If what you're saying is true, that girl is a spirit person."
"A spirit person?"
"Yeah. It's not a real spirit person, but."
Because all the real spirits were extinct before.
All those who are now called Jungryeongsa used a shortcut to call out the existence of a different world by artificially increasing their magical affinity.
Such ones were usually miserable in the end.
Viscount Caiman lived around the world after his whole life, and he also met those who were called spirits once or twice, sometimes.
The noble imperial nobles may be surprised by the play of children, but he was different.
Although rare, the situation Hilben stated is not entirely incomprehensible.
"But it's weird. Which spirit person calls a butterfly for being crazy?
There are no spirits who choose butterflies from among those who practice monsters in the alien world.
Of course.
It is difficult to open the door of the dimension and summon the monsters of the alien world.
Isn't it common sense to summon fearsome beasts with powerful power?
It was not an exaggeration to say that the normal level of the spiritsa is determined by how large and powerful it can bring out the existence of a different world.
After that, the key will be how long you can hold the contracted monster or spirit here.
Although the story of using the phantom magic was a bit disturbing, Caiman thought that he was terrified when he saw Hilben and his men calling out a demon for the first time in his life, and decided to skip it.
Caiman pondered for a while, but soon decided not to take this problem seriously.
Even if the girl was really a spiritsa, there wasn't much to worry about.
"Oh, let's see it."
It is natural that rumors arise if you are capable of that.
However, his own has never heard of a bitch of a spiritsman who is practicing butterfly monsters.
"Well, it's not so funny. Really, dangerous...
"Okay, okay, so shut up your mouth now!"
Viscount Cayman shouted annoyingly.
Hilben was a pretty useful man.
So, I had to entrust the wolf that I had the hard way.
However, it was hard to believe that Hilben's party, who had been selected with special care, was driven to a situation on the verge of destruction by only one of the spirits.
Although it didn't seem very bullshit, the Cayman didn't want to waste any more time. What's more, a woman who plays a strange monster who is doubtful whether it really exists.
"Listen! I don't know what kind of crazy spirits in the world use those monsters, but if you find them and kill them, you're good to go!"
She's a butterfly monster.
It is also easy to specify. In addition, if you were on a train, there would be a record.
Caiman was confident. He was an ambitious man with his own guild in the East, and it was only a matter of time to find the girl in the East.
"I can't dare leave the girl who touched my stuff."
"Ha, but your own-."
Hilben trembled with fear when he said he was going to find the woman, but Cayman was annoyed.
"All right! It's not that important now!"
For him, who was anxious to somehow line up with the central politics, he was facing a golden opportunity.
Even so, it seemed that the great nobles who recently offered bribes were coldly treating him.
"You know the old man of Aquitaine? That old man called me."
"Yes? You mean the arch lord Akitas? Chu, congratulations."
Asked Hilben, who had noticed.
"By the way, what is the Daeyeongju calling for his own?"
Viscount Caiman replied with a slight, irritated attitude.
"He told me to introduce a distinguished guest from the north."

* **

Eastern Aquitaine.
Aquitaine Castle was the largest and oldest castle in the East.
For comparison, it was about the location of Dukeseong Fortress in the north.
If there is a difference, the Aquitaine Lords Family has long since lost their dignity as a ruler.
It's like a faded green crap fluttering on the wall.
Three men stood on the watchtower of the old castle and watched the scenery.
Lennox lightly threw the ivory work he had been fiddling in his hand and took it back.
Eye of Argos.
It was this morning that the relic, which had been pointing only in the direction Juliet left, lost its function.
Spinning around like a lost compass, radiating in all directions and shooting a light like crazy, then it became quiet as if all of my strength was exhausted.
It was no different from ordinary stone carving.
"Is it broken?"
Jude glanced at his head.
"Relics aren't broken, Lord Jude."
Hardin answered instead. With a tone of a bit pathetic. Jude opened his mouth to say something with a slightly unfair expression, but at the same time, Lennox threw the relic towards him, so he couldn't open his mouth.
"Ah!."
Jude, skillfully snatching it from the air, became proud of his reflexes for a moment.
After a little laugh at the simplicity, Lennox said.
"It's Juliet."
"Yes? Miss Monad?"
For a moment, he glanced at the endless white, green trees outside the castle.
"You must have gotten your hands on the method sooner than you thought."
Lennox was a little curious.
Relics aren't as simple as picking them up along the road. It is different from a magical stone that can be bought as long as you give money.
What relics did Juliet use?
"Ah, then it's useless now."
Jude grumbled disrespectfully and put a relic in his chest.
Well. That's all the priests do.
This item was also expensive to rent on the subject of inefficient operation.
Anyway, it is a treasure of the temple, so it must be returned.
"Hmm."
Looking back at the popular chuck, a servant dressed in Eastern style stood.
"The lord is waiting."

40
The servant led the three men downstairs to the reception room.
"Welcome!"
As soon as they came down, a chunky man wearing a finely ornate robe jumped up and cried out.
Robert Akitas.
Aquitaine Supreme Lord Robert was growing and aging, and no one was left by his side.
His daughter, who was a talented successor, died on the battlefield, and the two sons who remained after that had been obscure for years.
According to rumors, over the death of his sister, he quarreled with his father and left the family.
Then the only thing left by the old lord was those who were flattering to rip off something.
"Thank you for the favor." But that wasn't what Lennox Carlyle knew.
Lord Aquitaine wasn't the purpose he came here.
"What a favor!"
Despite Lennox's soulless greeting, Robert, Lord Aquitaine, greeted him with a smile.
"It's okay to stay, so don't be burdened."
Robert glanced at the servants he had set up, and then took Lennox and his party back out.
"Now, come over here. We have a seat."
It seemed as if the lord wanted to show off them to the servants who followed.
Robert took the group downstairs.
The downstairs, decorated with red veils and quite extravagantly, is a small banquet hall, with several guests arriving first.
As the people in the banquet hall saw them coming in, they stood up all at once, and there was a sound of chairs scorching on the floor.
Overall, the attitudes seemed a little nervous, and the atmosphere was uncomfortable.
Hardin, who had little change in the expression of the original body, had no reaction, but Jude quietly whistled to keep his attention.
Lord Aquitaine's intention was obvious.
It was obvious that he wanted to show off his friendship with the Duke of the North in front of the trails.
'There's nothing to boast about except that.'
Jude looked sad for a moment, but as far as he knows, his lord, Duke Carlisle, is a person who hates being used for this kind of thing.
However, contrary to Jude's expectations, Lennox unexpectedly sat quietly in the seat next to Lord Aquitaine's recommendation without saying anything.
Hardin and Jude were also forced to sit down somewhat disappointed.
Jude quietly rubbed his mouth.
The musicians started playing as the lord ordered, and the cup was filled.
After making a whisper for a while, Robert friendly patted Duke Carlisle on the shoulder as if he could be a father.
"Your deceased father and I knew very well. So it's okay to feel comfortable with me like a father."
Lennox knew that if his father had been alive, he would never have had a relationship with someone like Robert Akitas.
However, he did not point out that point.
"Hmm."
One of the people sitting in the banquet hall coughed while watching the lord's notice.
"Oh, look at my mind. Come on, I had someone to introduce you to."
The man, who was coughing terrifyingly to fall off, approached and introduced himself.
"It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty. It's made by Cayman."
Cayman was an ambitious man.
How ambitious he was, he was an ambitious enough to wait for an opportunity, beating the old and cunning Archlord of Aquitaine.
They caught rare monsters, sold them to the arena, kidnapped a sub-racial, and sold them to the auction.
Thus, much of the money earned by the <Red Wagon> guild went intact to Robert Akitas.
Slavery is illegal under imperial law, but imperial laws have little meaning in the east.
Lord Aquitaine, the nominal ruler of the East, was paying gold for all that illegal activity.
However, the reason that Caiman went so far as to greet the Lord of Aquitaine was because he waited for the chance to win other nobles through him anyway.
And his expectations were answered.
On a larger scale than I thought.
'The Duke of Carlyle.'
When Robert Akitas shed the name of the millennial family in northern Nunchis, Caiman did not believe him.
Isn't it too enormous? Even if the emperor had come, it would not have been as surprising.
However, after the glasses circulated several times and the drunkenness rose, Viscount Caiman was relieved of tension and began to loosen his mind.
'What is rumor anyway? I can't believe it.'
Caiman glared at Lennox sitting at the top with his loose eyes.
'A young man's bastard'
Cheeky is.
If Caiman had been married early, his son, Bell would be that age.
The moment he saw the Duke of Carlisle for the first time, Viscount Caiman was surprised.
......That's'the' Duke of Carlyle?
Certainly, it was a handsome man that was difficult to forget at a glance.
Thirty years ago, when he was told that he had built up the legendary feat, he had naturally imagined a giant over two meters tall.
Although he handed it over to me that there would be some exaggeration, on the other hand, he admired me as a warrior.
However, what he sees in front of him is a young man who is less than thirty and looks like the court ladies will fall out.
A well-balanced posture or a white-painted physique would certainly not be possible unless he trained his swordsmanship for many years.
However, the impact of the neat face, which seemed to be drawn only in black and white, was too strong to block other thoughts.
There was some kind of clever red eyes.
'huh. This is the mysterious duke.'
The belly was twisted for no reason with a much more noble appearance than I thought.
Besides, there was another decisive reason that most stimulated the caiman.
I couldn't see the sword.
A sword that should be considered like a life if you are a knight.
Only two knights who seemed to be escorts to Duke Carlyle were armed.
The caiman, although pretending to be self-made, was a case where he bought the title with money while rolling the back alleys, as is common with countless emerging nobles in the east.
The eastern part is a place to return to the logic of the power of the guild and the world behind the emperor rather than the law of the emperor, and the caiman was proud of himself for the one that survived such a rough place.
While admiring the nobles more than anyone else, on the one hand, he hated the nobles.
That's the case with Aquitaine Lord Aquitaine in front of him.
One hundred years ago, the Akitas family may have commanded the eastern part of the house, but now in need, why not sell the title of a knight in a chest of gold to anyone?
Viscount Cayman used the growing and senile Architenian, Robert Akitas, as he had it, but on the other hand, he was quietly ignoring it.
Even the nobles, whose blood is blue, are the same in front of strength and money.
If so, isn't it better to win by making a place on your own from the bottom of nothing in the first place?
The same was true for that kid.
A fine-bred master who stands up to the point of being a girl and keeps his sword away on the pretext of being only heavy.
Perhaps it was because the alcohol started to turn around, and once that thought began to come to mind, the thought bit the tail on the tail.
Viscount Cayman began to look unpleasant with everything about the young Duke of Carlyle, apparently younger than himself.
It was obvious to see the so-called aristocratic, smooth face and luckily born lineage.
He must have intercepted the achievements of the lower ones with his position ahead.
Without even putting blood on your hand.
However, at the next moment, Lennox Carlyle's gaze glanced past the Cayman, so Viscount Caiman quickly moved and managed his facial expressions.
At that time, Aquitaine, moderately drunk, spoke to him.
"Rather, Caiman. Who are your guild members looking for in Aquitaine these days?"
"Oh, yeah. That's right. It's not the Lord's concern. Haha."
To talk about finding an unknown spirits, it would inevitably flow into the story of the Werewolf that he had illegally captured.
Kayman, who wanted to make a good impression in front of the Duke as much as possible, said, 'Don't worry about it'
But Akiten, who was drunk, was slow to notice.
"What's going on? I can help you as much as I can, so tell me!"
Robert Akiten seemed to want to show off his dominance in front of a young Duke in the North.
"Oh, no big deal."
The Cayman bawled with a servile smile and was forced to confide.
"In the process of moving things at the top, a girl appeared and disturbed me."
Lord Akiten clicked at his tongue, feeling sorry for him.
"Huh. Such a big-ass girl. So, you got her?"
"Not yet, but you don't have to worry. Where would I go if my pods ran away? You'll be paying dearly for the Lord's goods."
Robert, who was pleased by the flattering Kayman's words, bluffed for no reason.
"No, no! Then I can't be the only one left! If it's your business, it's my job."
"You don't have to worry too much. It's only a matter of time before catching it because it's so specific."
"It's only a matter of time?"
"Oh, well...
Kaiman hesitated for a moment. But when he found out that all eyes except the arrogant duke were on him, he felt good and ended up saying it.
"It's a rare, wicked trickster, and you'll find it soon."
"What do you mean by evil tricks?"
"It's... ...a rare butterfly demon, a spirit."
Not only the others in the banquet hall, but even Jude, who was dying of boredom, and Hadin, who remained silent, raised their heads.
Having been encouraged by the noisy response, KayMan was full of condescension.
"I don't know if you know this, but it's not that difficult to see the Spirit Temple in our east."
Actually, he only met twice in his life.
Now it didn't matter much.
Baron Hilben peeped in on the opportunity.
"I remember the description clearly, so it won't be hard to find, Lord."
"hah."
"Oh, even if the east is wide, it's in my palm!"
Robert Akitan just raised his glass as if pleased with the situation.
"Did you say the Spirits?"
At that moment, the air turned cold.
It was the first time that the Duke of Carlyle, who had been keeping his seat with a bored look throughout the banquet, showed interest.

have a nice day everyone
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Okay now he got some clues about Juliet
As usual, thank you so much for the spoilers!

Esmerid · Oct 16, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

"Oh?"
Veronica, sitting at the counter at the entrance to the library, talking seriously with a few people, found Juliet and opened her eyes wide.
"Oh my God, take a look at my mind. Did you finish watching?"
"Yes, thanks."
Juliet smiled and said hello and tried to leave the library, but people who were crowded at the entrance looked at it.
"Ah, you're the girl who said you're here for sightseeing?"
Being a small town, rumors seemed to be fast.
Juliet, who quickly looked at their outfits, noticed that many of them were the top clothes in the town square.
Like the top-notch people, they were kind enough to talk to Juliet, who was just the passerby.
"If you're going to return to the square, it's better to wait and get on the cart together."
Juliet agreed, since she couldn't find a reason to refuse.
The top people thought it would be good for the library, but it turned out that they needed a map of the forest kept in the library.
'A map of the forest? If it's a map, isn't there much more to the top?
What do you think will come to the library?
At that time, I caught my eye on the map that the people in the business were moving.
'Aha.'
The forest map was not made of paper.
A huge terrain map of the forest was unfolded in front of you, sculpted with wooden boards and assembled like a puzzle.
Juliet sat at the entrance and looked at the books while the top people transferred the dismantled forest models to the cart.
Since the region is probably the small region, herbal science and history books took up a lot of weight.
Juliet picked and looked at one of the books with the most interesting titles.
Meanwhile, Veronica and the top man were seriously talking.
“Then the problem will be serious."
"But it's said that it's because of the slave traders these days. In the case of randomly grabbing sub-races-."
"Is that something to do with this?"
"What is the Archlord Aquitaine?"
"When did you see the great lord care about this?"
"If 'Silver Forest' is like this, it wouldn't be still."
"You mean Lycan Slope, right?"
.......Lycan slope?
I wasn't trying to overheard, but Juliet stopped.
「Silver Forest」
It was the title of the book she was looking at. Juliet turned over the bookshelf

Pararac.

There was a text along with a picture of a giant wolf.
Juliet fluttering her lips suddenly became curious. Roy.
'Was the dog already arrived at home?'
Slavery was abolished under imperial law.
However, in the East, the number of sub-races far exceeds the number of humans.
The imperial law does not extend to such heterogeneous races.
It was heard that most of the prisoners were hostile to humans and lived in groups in closed places such as the'Silver Forest'.
But that's why the forest clan was also an attractive target.
'Anyway. Humans are the problem wherever I go.'
Juliet clicked her tongue lightly as she recalled the appearance of a wolf that had been tied up in a chain and couldn't slump.
'It's not just a rare hunt, maybe it's a slave.'
When I was in the north, I had heard it at first glance.
Did you say that among the wealthy people in the South who are luxurious and have nothing to do, there are those who like to buy sub-races and decorate them as slaves?
However, Juliet, who traveled to the North and the South all her life, had never seen Suin before coming to the East. (they called Suin)
So I couldn't imagine.
It was Juliet's first Werewolf that I met on the train.
Since then, I have traveled through two cities, but I met people so that I could touch ordinary people like the scenery of ordinary islands rather than sub-racials. (she can touch the ordinary people because they're not butterflies enemy)
Looking at it, it seemed that it was not a presence that could be seen as often as I thought even in the East.
Veronica said it was okay to borrow and read as many books as she wanted, but Juliet decided to come back later and put herself in a cart with the top people.
The top people exchanged words that Juliet couldn't understand.
"No way, are you not planning to go there?"
"why?"
"Uhhhh, it's not a joke in the surrounding atmosphere right now. The rumors are exciting."
"It seems like the lord has changed."
"suddenly?"
"Then what should I do to get to Perinas?"
"But yesterday our indecent lord..."
The people were worried.
For merchants whose distribution network is important, it seemed to be the question of how to get around the silver forest, which occupies a large area in the middle of the east.
"If you were going to go near Katia, it's better not to go now."
Perhaps it was a more serious situation than I thought, the top people also gave Juliet quite serious advice.
Anyway, her plans did not include visiting the forest.
Juliet nodded lightly and asked what she had been curious about.
"What is lord?"
"I mean the king of the Werewolf."
"Aha."
Juliet expressed her understanding, but the top people explained it in more detail.
"Unlike humans, Werewolf has a long lifespan, so it's not common for the lord to change."
"Is that important?"
"It's important. At least in the East, Werewolf lord deserves to be called king much more than the Archlord of Aquitaine."
"Is that much?"
Juliet was a little surprised and blinked.
Aquitaine was the largest city in the East as the eastern gateway was located. It is also the capital of the old kingdom.
Aquitaine was ruled by the Akitas clan from generation to generation, and she knew it was roughly the same as the Duke of Calais ruled the north.
However, with Juliet's knowledge, it was difficult to convince that the king of different races was more influential and important, overtaking the Great Lord.
"Because of the silver forest."
The people at the top explained vigorously.
Silver forest.
'That was the title of the book earlier.'
It was the name of the huge forest in the eastern Katia region.
"It would be nice to know what kind of tendency the new lord is."
According to the explanation, the influence of Werewolf lord on the clan of the forest is comparable to the influence of the emperor in terms of the empire.
Also, depending on how hostile Lord is to humans, the tendency of the forests seemed to change.
Of course, the top people who have to move things over long distances have no choice but to keep an eye on this issue.
"I guess you can't figure out who was the lord?"
"It's hard to know. Moreover, these days, poachers are on the rise. They will be more hostile to humans."
The top person explained, frowning.
According to her explanation, a few years ago, several minor guilds began to kidnap young prisoners near the forest and sell them at slave auctions.
That was how it happened.
'Then what I saw -.
Juliet frowned.
It wasn't until I finally learned the identity of the gangsters I encountered on the train.
It seems that they were the guilds who set foot in the illegal business.
It turns out that something is a chain, a cylinder containing an unknown purple sedative. It was like an organized crime.
'I got caught up in troublesome work.'
I don't regret freeing the dog (juliet.... ) , but
I thought it could be annoying if it was with the organization.
However, Juliet clicked her tongue once,
I pushed the matter in a corner. I didn't want to care any more.
But the situation was so, and suddenly Juliet started to feel a little sorry for breaking up without saying goodbye to Roy.
Also, what if he was caught by a bad person, I was a little worried.
'he was too gentle.'
He's still looking young. Juliet thought of Roy's face, who replied all the way I told him to grin.
"We've Arrived."
While Juliet was thinking about this and that, the cart carrying them suddenly reached a square in the town.
Juliet thanked her and got off the cart.
But before taking a few steps.
". . . . ?"
Juliette, who felt a momentary discomfort, looked back at the book.
"Hmm? Why?"
"No, just over there-."
Something, it seemed like I felt the gaze
Juliet walked directly to Moton, where she felt suspiciously, but there was nothing nearby.
strange. Did i see it wrong because i was tired?
Juliet lightly swept her neck.

BANG!
"That's how much stuff, but miss it!"
A man couldn't help but struck him.
Wow!
With a loud noise, an empty cage broke badly.
Then the young men, who were in the cage on the other side of the basement, crouched and made a sharp, scared sound.
"If you don't want to die, shut up!"
BANG!
A man with a lieutenant walked us around with his feet.
Then, the young men who were inside them hid themselves in the corners, holding themselves tightly together.
The name of the fiery angry man was Viscount Caiman. (He's a guild man, that kidnap roy)
Cayman's own work was the upper column of the top of <Red Wagon>.
".......Sorry, viscount. I have nothing to say."
And the name of the other man who slumped in front of him and shook his head was Baron Hilben.
Hilben worked for Viscount Cayman, and the huge basement they stand in
It was an underground warehouse that kept the'goods' at the top of <Red Wagon Wheel>.
The upper part of <Red Wagon> was the one that has gained fear recently, and the main source of income was none other than illegal auctions and arenas.
Viscount Caiman, exhausted by the sapphire while wielding the lieutenant, breathlessly said.
"Tell me how to make up for this loss, Hilben."
"I... somehow........."
"It's not enough to sell dozens of them! You know?"
Caiman pointed to the young men with a sharp lieutenant end.
The rabbits in the cage were relatively docile and were not very alert to people, so it was easy to catch young individuals.
In other words, it meant no money.
In the vast forests of the east, various sub-races took root and live.
Even though buying and selling people is strictly forbidden by imperial law, there are some rich people who burn their desires whenever and wherever they are told not to.
The top of <Red Wagon> targeted such a niche market.
They satisfied the poor desires of the rich and made great money.
They invaded the sacred forest, where human access was prohibited, and captured and sold them at a high price.
The more rare it was, the more difficult it was to get it, the more it was to call it.
Mermaids and Werewolf are the most popular in the auction market.
There were two.
However, the standard of its popularity was a mirage.
Since slave auctions were banned, they were two races that had never appeared on the market.
Despite the fact that Mermaid Island, which is inaccessible by human ships due to the high waves, was unable to capture the Werewolf, which occupies the vast forest in the middle of the east, it was because they had much stronger power than humans.
Wolves, also known as Werewolf or Lycan Slope.
It was almost unfortunate that Viscount Cayman had banned such a Werewolf.
"Only let me not return forever."
The forest clan, who had pretended to be noble, came to the caiman on their own feet. I sold my own people.
Had it not been for that betrayal, it would have been impossible.
Hmm, ignoring humans as vulgar and behaved politely, but the Jepods were the same subjects.
After months of suffering, digging a trap, matching it to the concentration of dozens of times that of usual medicine, and moving it with a chain with all sorts of spells, it was only finally possible to catch it.
After all the hardships, I couldn't tell the joy when I saw the huge wolf that was finally captured.
The adult body of a huge race, praised as the mightiest being on earth, was beautiful.
That's what Viscount Caiman never understood.
"But how can I miss it!"
The caiman burst into anger.
Literally, the medicine was put on the verge of lethal dose.
Not only does he never wake up from being drunk with drugs, but the chains he had prepared with tremendous amount of money were specially crafted, which he barely received from the most prominent wizards in the tower.
There were dozens of spells on it, and you broke them and ran away.
It was something that convincingly convinced.
".......This is all because of that cheeky girl."
Hilben, who had been shaking his head all the time, said, like a bite.
"A girl?"
Exhausted, the Caiman Viscount, who was sitting on the iron fence, asked, as if in doubt.
Hilben somehow struggled with words.
"In the train... there was a woman with a tricky trick."
A tricky trick?
From broad daylight, his own caiman, who tried to laugh at him saying not to make funny sounds, stopped.
Hilben's chin rattled was seen with the naked eye.
"What are you talking about? Let me be more specific."
"Well, I mean...
Hilben stuttered and recounted the story inside the train.
Specifically, it was about a strange trick performed by a strange woman on the train.
"Wait a minute. Isn't it right back and forth? You said that the woman did a strange illusion magic?"
"Yes, that's right! So that's what the girl's monster is. Suddenly, she showed up and did some magic! Just free the wolf..."
Hearing the talk of gibberish with superhuman patience, Cayman called along with Hilben some of the other men who were on the train.
"So, to sum up, the woman called the butterfly monster?"
"Yes! That's it. And the butterfly monster -."

tck! tck!

Viscount Cayman, listening silently, thought Hilben was screaming.
That gray wolf was the best he got in his hand.
He must have exaggerated a lot of the opponent who attacked him because he was afraid to be reprimanded for missing.
However, Hilben noticed that his words were suspicious and appealed as if they were unfair.
"I'm right! Check it out!"
If I hadn't confirmed that there was a woman in the middle of another man with a really weird trick, I would have suspected that Hilben had tricked him and made it all up.
That was a ridiculous story.
However, as Hilben claimed, the other subordinates who were brought in made similar bullshit.
"Look at this! I'm right!"
Hilben quickly became elated, and his own Cayman got a little serious.
"If what you're saying is true, that girl is a spirit person."
"A spirit person?"
"Yeah. It's not a real spirit person, but."
Because all the real spirits were extinct before.
All those who are now called Jungryeongsa used a shortcut to call out the existence of a different world by artificially increasing their magical affinity.
Such ones were usually miserable in the end.
Viscount Caiman lived around the world after his whole life, and he also met those who were called spirits once or twice, sometimes.
The noble imperial nobles may be surprised by the play of children, but he was different.
Although rare, the situation Hilben stated is not entirely incomprehensible.
"But it's weird. Which spirit person calls a butterfly for being crazy?
There are no spirits who choose butterflies from among those who practice monsters in the alien world.
Of course.
It is difficult to open the door of the dimension and summon the monsters of the alien world.
Isn't it common sense to summon fearsome beasts with powerful power?
It was not an exaggeration to say that the normal level of the spiritsa is determined by how large and powerful it can bring out the existence of a different world.
After that, the key will be how long you can hold the contracted monster or spirit here.
Although the story of using the phantom magic was a bit disturbing, Caiman thought that he was terrified when he saw Hilben and his men calling out a demon for the first time in his life, and decided to skip it.
Caiman pondered for a while, but soon decided not to take this problem seriously.
Even if the girl was really a spiritsa, there wasn't much to worry about.
"Oh, let's see it."
It is natural that rumors arise if you are capable of that.
However, his own has never heard of a bitch of a spiritsman who is practicing butterfly monsters.
"Well, it's not so funny. Really, dangerous...
"Okay, okay, so shut up your mouth now!"
Viscount Cayman shouted annoyingly.
Hilben was a pretty useful man.
So, I had to entrust the wolf that I had the hard way.
However, it was hard to believe that Hilben's party, who had been selected with special care, was driven to a situation on the verge of destruction by only one of the spirits.
Although it didn't seem very bullshit, the Cayman didn't want to waste any more time. What's more, a woman who plays a strange monster who is doubtful whether it really exists.
"Listen! I don't know what kind of crazy spirits in the world use those monsters, but if you find them and kill them, you're good to go!"
She's a butterfly monster.
It is also easy to specify. In addition, if you were on a train, there would be a record.
Caiman was confident. He was an ambitious man with his own guild in the East, and it was only a matter of time to find the girl in the East.
"I can't dare leave the girl who touched my stuff."
"Ha, but your own-."
Hilben trembled with fear when he said he was going to find the woman, but Cayman was annoyed.
"All right! It's not that important now!"
For him, who was anxious to somehow line up with the central politics, he was facing a golden opportunity.
Even so, it seemed that the great nobles who recently offered bribes were coldly treating him.
"You know the old man of Aquitaine? That old man called me."
"Yes? You mean the arch lord Akitas? Chu, congratulations."
Asked Hilben, who had noticed.
"By the way, what is the Daeyeongju calling for his own?"
Viscount Caiman replied with a slight, irritated attitude.
"He told me to introduce a distinguished guest from the north."

* **

Eastern Aquitaine.
Aquitaine Castle was the largest and oldest castle in the East.
For comparison, it was about the location of Dukeseong Fortress in the north.
If there is a difference, the Aquitaine Lords Family has long since lost their dignity as a ruler.
It's like a faded green crap fluttering on the wall.
Three men stood on the watchtower of the old castle and watched the scenery.
Lennox lightly threw the ivory work he had been fiddling in his hand and took it back.
Eye of Argos.
It was this morning that the relic, which had been pointing only in the direction Juliet left, lost its function.
Spinning around like a lost compass, radiating in all directions and shooting a light like crazy, then it became quiet as if all of my strength was exhausted.
It was no different from ordinary stone carving.
"Is it broken?"
Jude glanced at his head.
"Relics aren't broken, Lord Jude."
Hardin answered instead. With a tone of a bit pathetic. Jude opened his mouth to say something with a slightly unfair expression, but at the same time, Lennox threw the relic towards him, so he couldn't open his mouth.
"Ah!."
Jude, skillfully snatching it from the air, became proud of his reflexes for a moment.
After a little laugh at the simplicity, Lennox said.
"It's Juliet."
"Yes? Miss Monad?"
For a moment, he glanced at the endless white, green trees outside the castle.
"You must have gotten your hands on the method sooner than you thought."
Lennox was a little curious.
Relics aren't as simple as picking them up along the road. It is different from a magical stone that can be bought as long as you give money.
What relics did Juliet use?
"Ah, then it's useless now."
Jude grumbled disrespectfully and put a relic in his chest.
Well. That's all the priests do.
This item was also expensive to rent on the subject of inefficient operation.
Anyway, it is a treasure of the temple, so it must be returned.
"Hmm."
Looking back at the popular chuck, a servant dressed in Eastern style stood.
"The lord is waiting."

40
The servant led the three men downstairs to the reception room.
"Welcome!"
As soon as they came down, a chunky man wearing a finely ornate robe jumped up and cried out.
Robert Akitas.
Aquitaine Supreme Lord Robert was growing and aging, and no one was left by his side.
His daughter, who was a talented successor, died on the battlefield, and the two sons who remained after that had been obscure for years.
According to rumors, over the death of his sister, he quarreled with his father and left the family.
Then the only thing left by the old lord was those who were flattering to rip off something.
"Thank you for the favor." But that wasn't what Lennox Carlyle knew.
Lord Aquitaine wasn't the purpose he came here.
"What a favor!"
Despite Lennox's soulless greeting, Robert, Lord Aquitaine, greeted him with a smile.
"It's okay to stay, so don't be burdened."
Robert glanced at the servants he had set up, and then took Lennox and his party back out.
"Now, come over here. We have a seat."
It seemed as if the lord wanted to show off them to the servants who followed.
Robert took the group downstairs.
The downstairs, decorated with red veils and quite extravagantly, is a small banquet hall, with several guests arriving first.
As the people in the banquet hall saw them coming in, they stood up all at once, and there was a sound of chairs scorching on the floor.
Overall, the attitudes seemed a little nervous, and the atmosphere was uncomfortable.
Hardin, who had little change in the expression of the original body, had no reaction, but Jude quietly whistled to keep his attention.
Lord Aquitaine's intention was obvious.
It was obvious that he wanted to show off his friendship with the Duke of the North in front of the trails.
'There's nothing to boast about except that.'
Jude looked sad for a moment, but as far as he knows, his lord, Duke Carlisle, is a person who hates being used for this kind of thing.
However, contrary to Jude's expectations, Lennox unexpectedly sat quietly in the seat next to Lord Aquitaine's recommendation without saying anything.
Hardin and Jude were also forced to sit down somewhat disappointed.
Jude quietly rubbed his mouth.
The musicians started playing as the lord ordered, and the cup was filled.
After making a whisper for a while, Robert friendly patted Duke Carlisle on the shoulder as if he could be a father.
"Your deceased father and I knew very well. So it's okay to feel comfortable with me like a father."
Lennox knew that if his father had been alive, he would never have had a relationship with someone like Robert Akitas.
However, he did not point out that point.
"Hmm."
One of the people sitting in the banquet hall coughed while watching the lord's notice.
"Oh, look at my mind. Come on, I had someone to introduce you to."
The man, who was coughing terrifyingly to fall off, approached and introduced himself.
"It's an honor to meet you, Your Majesty. It's made by Cayman."
Cayman was an ambitious man.
How ambitious he was, he was an ambitious enough to wait for an opportunity, beating the old and cunning Archlord of Aquitaine.
They caught rare monsters, sold them to the arena, kidnapped a sub-racial, and sold them to the auction.
Thus, much of the money earned by the <Red Wagon> guild went intact to Robert Akitas.
Slavery is illegal under imperial law, but imperial laws have little meaning in the east.
Lord Aquitaine, the nominal ruler of the East, was paying gold for all that illegal activity.
However, the reason that Caiman went so far as to greet the Lord of Aquitaine was because he waited for the chance to win other nobles through him anyway.
And his expectations were answered.
On a larger scale than I thought.
'The Duke of Carlyle.'
When Robert Akitas shed the name of the millennial family in northern Nunchis, Caiman did not believe him.
Isn't it too enormous? Even if the emperor had come, it would not have been as surprising.
However, after the glasses circulated several times and the drunkenness rose, Viscount Caiman was relieved of tension and began to loosen his mind.
'What is rumor anyway? I can't believe it.'
Caiman glared at Lennox sitting at the top with his loose eyes.
'A young man's bastard'
Cheeky is.
If Caiman had been married early, his son, Bell would be that age.
The moment he saw the Duke of Carlisle for the first time, Viscount Caiman was surprised.
......That's'the' Duke of Carlyle?
Certainly, it was a handsome man that was difficult to forget at a glance.
Thirty years ago, when he was told that he had built up the legendary feat, he had naturally imagined a giant over two meters tall.
Although he handed it over to me that there would be some exaggeration, on the other hand, he admired me as a warrior.
However, what he sees in front of him is a young man who is less than thirty and looks like the court ladies will fall out.
A well-balanced posture or a white-painted physique would certainly not be possible unless he trained his swordsmanship for many years.
However, the impact of the neat face, which seemed to be drawn only in black and white, was too strong to block other thoughts.
There was some kind of clever red eyes.
'huh. This is the mysterious duke.'
The belly was twisted for no reason with a much more noble appearance than I thought.
Besides, there was another decisive reason that most stimulated the caiman.
I couldn't see the sword.
A sword that should be considered like a life if you are a knight.
Only two knights who seemed to be escorts to Duke Carlyle were armed.
The caiman, although pretending to be self-made, was a case where he bought the title with money while rolling the back alleys, as is common with countless emerging nobles in the east.
The eastern part is a place to return to the logic of the power of the guild and the world behind the emperor rather than the law of the emperor, and the caiman was proud of himself for the one that survived such a rough place.
While admiring the nobles more than anyone else, on the one hand, he hated the nobles.
That's the case with Aquitaine Lord Aquitaine in front of him.
One hundred years ago, the Akitas family may have commanded the eastern part of the house, but now in need, why not sell the title of a knight in a chest of gold to anyone?
Viscount Cayman used the growing and senile Architenian, Robert Akitas, as he had it, but on the other hand, he was quietly ignoring it.
Even the nobles, whose blood is blue, are the same in front of strength and money.
If so, isn't it better to win by making a place on your own from the bottom of nothing in the first place?
The same was true for that kid.
A fine-bred master who stands up to the point of being a girl and keeps his sword away on the pretext of being only heavy.
Perhaps it was because the alcohol started to turn around, and once that thought began to come to mind, the thought bit the tail on the tail.
Viscount Cayman began to look unpleasant with everything about the young Duke of Carlyle, apparently younger than himself.
It was obvious to see the so-called aristocratic, smooth face and luckily born lineage.
He must have intercepted the achievements of the lower ones with his position ahead.
Without even putting blood on your hand.
However, at the next moment, Lennox Carlyle's gaze glanced past the Cayman, so Viscount Caiman quickly moved and managed his facial expressions.
At that time, Aquitaine, moderately drunk, spoke to him.
"Rather, Caiman. Who are your guild members looking for in Aquitaine these days?"
"Oh, yeah. That's right. It's not the Lord's concern. Haha."
To talk about finding an unknown spirits, it would inevitably flow into the story of the Werewolf that he had illegally captured.
Kayman, who wanted to make a good impression in front of the Duke as much as possible, said, 'Don't worry about it'
But Akiten, who was drunk, was slow to notice.
"What's going on? I can help you as much as I can, so tell me!"
Robert Akiten seemed to want to show off his dominance in front of a young Duke in the North.
"Oh, no big deal."
The Cayman bawled with a servile smile and was forced to confide.
"In the process of moving things at the top, a girl appeared and disturbed me."
Lord Akiten clicked at his tongue, feeling sorry for him.
"Huh. Such a big-ass girl. So, you got her?"
"Not yet, but you don't have to worry. Where would I go if my pods ran away? You'll be paying dearly for the Lord's goods."
Robert, who was pleased by the flattering Kayman's words, bluffed for no reason.
"No, no! Then I can't be the only one left! If it's your business, it's my job."
"You don't have to worry too much. It's only a matter of time before catching it because it's so specific."
"It's only a matter of time?"
"Oh, well...
Kaiman hesitated for a moment. But when he found out that all eyes except the arrogant duke were on him, he felt good and ended up saying it.
"It's a rare, wicked trickster, and you'll find it soon."
"What do you mean by evil tricks?"
"It's... ...a rare butterfly demon, a spirit."
Not only the others in the banquet hall, but even Jude, who was dying of boredom, and Hadin, who remained silent, raised their heads.
Having been encouraged by the noisy response, KayMan was full of condescension.
"I don't know if you know this, but it's not that difficult to see the Spirit Temple in our east."
Actually, he only met twice in his life.
Now it didn't matter much.
Baron Hilben peeped in on the opportunity.
"I remember the description clearly, so it won't be hard to find, Lord."
"hah."
"Oh, even if the east is wide, it's in my palm!"
Robert Akitan just raised his glass as if pleased with the situation.
"Did you say the Spirits?"
At that moment, the air turned cold.
It was the first time that the Duke of Carlyle, who had been keeping his seat with a bored look throughout the banquet, showed interest.

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Cerealisa · Oct 16, 2020

I can't give you all an update for the next few days. There's some project deadline that i must finished in a week (excuse for my bad English). So i just put a summary below

Because cayman blabbering so much about he can catch juliet because east just already in his palm(?) Lennox give him more attention.
He said "I'm looking for woman too" looking there's a chance to catch young duke attention cayman reply "What kind of person are you looking for? I think I can help you though I'm weak. Or, if you are not looking for a specific person, I can introduce you to them. There are many beautiful women in the East."
of course Cayman just looking for trouble. Messing with lennox while he's so desperate to take juliet back to his side.
Lennox asked, seeming to be relaxing.
"Then I ask, how long will it take to find the girl I want?"
"A week is enough!"
"It's a week. If you don't find it in it, will you put your throat?"
"Of course... yes?"
When Caiman couldn't determine whether this was a joke or a serious joke, Duke Carlyle said again.
"Then it will be easy. The woman I am looking for is also a butterfly monster at the spirit power"
"Aha. That's it, it seems like you've heard it somewhere......."
Needless to say, the next moment, Viscount Caiman's face was pale.
clank!
A metal goblet fell to the floor and there was a rolling sound.
It wasn't the glass that the caiman dropped.
This was because Viscount was already kneeling on the floor.
Cayman's face was tired of white.
"Oh, Duke------"
"It was obviously a week."
"Yes. Yes......?"
"Then, you'd better keep your throat well until then."
Bang!
Everyone in the banquet hall witnessed it clearly.
Duke Carlisle drew his sword out of nothing.
All over the sword, the black sword was aiming at the caiman's own neck.
"If even one Juliet's hair isn't intact, then I'll get your neck."
***
In robell, where juliet stay.
Juliet want to spend more time in robell, because the villagers treat juliet so well. At first she want to apply a job, not-lady-type job but kinda like reading, writing, etc. Because juliet can't cook or embroider(?). And the villagers agreed to give juliet a job, but suddenly in a day the villagers change their minds.
So juliet thought the villagers seems so suspicious while she feels there's stalker around her. She made a list in her mind, who the closest suspect that want to mess with juliet. Juliet want to runaway from robell, but somehow the villagers try to prevent juliet to leave robell.
'What is that?'
I don't know what the purpose was, but the villagers wanted her to be held in the village.
What do you want? Human trafficking? Human offering? Otherwise------
'As expected, duke.'
Juliet touched the teacup's back edge with his fingertips.
But why do you do this? i didn't do anything that would bring a grudge.
Oh My God.
Juliet bit her tongue, looking forward to the past few days.
Surprisingly enough... ...there were quite a few.
I thought I didn't do anything that was worth seeing, but I guess I just left the capital city a week ago and built a relationship of kindness or grace.
The group trying to sell the wolf on the train?
Or, on the contrary, it might have been caused by Werewolves who misunderstood her who saved Roy as a match with the guild.
But it was too detailed.
If it was the guild of the author who kidnapped Roy, it made much sense to kidnap himself from Rosen.
I just got off the train and got messy.
Juliet thought coldly.
No matter how much I thought about it, that was most likely.
Those who will call the highest of her own values.
'The duke's enemies.'
So many enemies who want to know about lennox's weakness, juliet thought maybe news about 'the duke's lovers who runaway' already spreads in a whole city. And they try to kidnap juliet, or the guild people that held a grudge toward juliet?
Juliet went to zakary, she want to give back a key where she stayed and want back a half money(?) lol cmiiw tho
Zakary give Juliet another option, why she want to leave robell? i can give you a job, like teaching my daughter etc. But juliet declined, because she smell something fishy behind it. Until 'old man' called lionel lebatan appear.
A few days ago, Lionel took juliet hairpin and gloves. He want to confirm something.
The old man, who introduced himself as Lionel Lebatan, looked down at Juliet silently for a while.
"Lebatan" means the morning star."
I Know.
Juliet folded her arms in a somewhat stiff attitude.
Venus was also painted on the symbolic flag of the Laurel Mercenary Corps, which Lionel had led when he was young.
Juliet had seen the flag before.
Jizzbal embroidered with golden thread on indigo blue fabric close to black.
"And 'Seneca' means Venus in the ancient language."
Juliet opened her eyes.
.......surely.
As Juliet was still dubious, Lionel Lebatan pulled out a thick dark blue cloth.
To Juliet, it looked just like a baby swaddle.
Lilies, roses, and golden stars were embroidered, and the name written under them was... Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
When Juliet looked up like a man possessed by something, Lionel Lebatan, blinded by her, sighed quietly.
"Yes. So, you are Lily's daughter."
It was about half a century ago that Lionel Lebatan, who was called by the grand name of the Red King, settled in the criminal city of Carcassonne.
People wondered why he left his fame behind and disappeared overnight.
Some said he was murdered, and others said he was scared and hid forever because he was sentenced to death in Imperial.
Or he speculated that one day, he felt inflamed from all the fuss and turned his back on the world.
But they are all wrong.
Lionel Lebatan's decision to dwell in Carcassonne was due to the will of his deceased wife.
By the side of Lionel in sorrow, there were three sons and a pit of blood that was not able to fill the moon.
And the moment he held the little baby in his arms, Lionel decided to give all the precious things in the world to the youngest daughter he had obtained in his later years.
Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
Lionel is the most suitable for the youngest daughter
he thought about giving a name.
After hard work, he gave his daughter the names of the blessed ancient gods instead of the crude language of Lebatan.
Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
Lilian, who grew up bright and healthy inside a sturdy fence, was a daughter who looked just like my mother.
She was kind and cheerful.
I couldn't stop Lilian from falling in love with the young officer.
Besides, he was not an ordinary officer, but an imperial nobleman.
It was inevitable that Lilian and a young officer from a prestigious imperial family fell in love.
Lionel agonized, but he knew that one day this would come.
So the decision was quick.
Lionel chose to quietly withdraw from the life of his only daughter.
Even after a long time in his dormancy, he was only a prisoner on death row to be arrested and handed over to death the moment he entered the imperial rule.
Therefore, Lionel urged her daughter to forget the name she gave her and live under a new name.
That's what he thought was the last thing he could do.
Please, live a normal and happy life in a wider and safer world.
A fire was burning in the fireplace.
When the short and long story ended, Juliet sat on the rug in front of the fireplace and watched the burning fire.
"I'm sorry to make you surprised."
Lionel sat quietly in the armchair right next to her.
Juliet blinked slowly.
This story was an area she knew nothing about.
There was no such memory in her past life.
If it is, Juliet Monad will live and die without leaving the anything.
But I wasn't surprised or shocked somehow.
It was also something I had been preparing to some degree from the time I left the house with my mother's memento pearl necklace in my hand.
Just because she needed time to organize her thoughts, Juliet posed irreplaceable questions in the order that appeared in her head.
"What about the villagers? Did grandfather order it?"
'She said Grandpa.' Lionel replied with a little smile in a strange mood.
"No, I said that you might be my only granddaughter, so everyone said they would volunteer to help."
It was like that.
Juliet was able to understand the attitude of the villagers who were overly kind.
"Then, the gloves and hairpin must have been for confirmation."
Juliet's words touched Lionel's face a bit of an embarrassment.
"It is."
It was he who told Mrs. Ronda that Juliet needed the belongings she had on her body.
There were many magic tools in the eastern part, and there were some kinds of things that confirmed parent-child relations only with belongings.
But unexpectedly, Juliet nodded calmly.
"I understood."
Lionel looked sorry.
"I wanted to tell you at a better point."
"It's okay."
"But as soon as i heard about you, all the jerks came to Robell."
Lionel stepped toward the door and smiled and pushed the door open.
Kudangtang!
"Oops!"
At a loud noise, Juliet looked out the door in surprise.
Three people fell behind.
No matter how much I look at, I was standing close to overheard the conversation in the room, and then the door suddenly opened without warning
When it opened, it was only seen that it had collapsed.
Although the hallway of the mansion was quite wide, there were three older men with good physique like sailors, so the hallway was full and looked cramped.
"Ah... Hello, Juliet."
"Hmm!"
"It's nice to meet you. I'm yes, huh, your eldest uncle."
In the end, Juliet burst into laughter.

have a nice day

Dian.dd · Oct 16, 2020

Thankyou @Cerealisa for you spoiler, and good luck with your project. We will waiting here for ur next spiler patiently

nanu00 · Oct 16, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

I can't give you all an update for the next few days. There's some project deadline that i must finished in a week (excuse for my bad English). So i just put a summary below

Because cayman blabbering so much about he can catch juliet because east just already in his palm(?) Lennox give him more attention.
He said "I'm looking for woman too" looking there's a chance to catch young duke attention cayman reply "What kind of person are you looking for? I think I can help you though I'm weak. Or, if you are not looking for a specific person, I can introduce you to them. There are many beautiful women in the East."
of course Cayman just looking for trouble. Messing with lennox while he's so desperate to take juliet back to his side.
Lennox asked, seeming to be relaxing.
"Then I ask, how long will it take to find the girl I want?"
"A week is enough!"
"It's a week. If you don't find it in it, will you put your throat?"
"Of course... yes?"
When Caiman couldn't determine whether this was a joke or a serious joke, Duke Carlyle said again.
"Then it will be easy. The woman I am looking for is also a butterfly monster at the spirit power"
"Aha. That's it, it seems like you've heard it somewhere......."
Needless to say, the next moment, Viscount Caiman's face was pale.
clank!
A metal goblet fell to the floor and there was a rolling sound.
It wasn't the glass that the caiman dropped.
This was because Viscount was already kneeling on the floor.
Cayman's face was tired of white.
"Oh, Duke------"
"It was obviously a week."
"Yes. Yes......?"
"Then, you'd better keep your throat well until then."
Bang!
Everyone in the banquet hall witnessed it clearly.
Duke Carlisle drew his sword out of nothing.
All over the sword, the black sword was aiming at the caiman's own neck.
"If even one Juliet's hair isn't intact, then I'll get your neck."
***
In robell, where juliet stay.
Juliet want to spend more time in robell, because the villagers treat juliet so well. At first she want to apply a job, not-lady-type job but kinda like reading, writing, etc. Because juliet can't cook or embroider(?). And the villagers agreed to give juliet a job, but suddenly in a day the villagers change their minds.
So juliet thought the villagers seems so suspicious while she feels there's stalker around her. She made a list in her mind, who the closest suspect that want to mess with juliet. Juliet want to runaway from robell, but somehow the villagers try to prevent juliet to leave robell.
'What is that?'
I don't know what the purpose was, but the villagers wanted her to be held in the village.
What do you want? Human trafficking? Human offering? Otherwise------
'As expected, duke.'
Juliet touched the teacup's back edge with his fingertips.
But why do you do this? i didn't do anything that would bring a grudge.
Oh My God.
Juliet bit her tongue, looking forward to the past few days.
Surprisingly enough... ...there were quite a few.
I thought I didn't do anything that was worth seeing, but I guess I just left the capital city a week ago and built a relationship of kindness or grace.
The group trying to sell the wolf on the train?
Or, on the contrary, it might have been caused by Werewolves who misunderstood her who saved Roy as a match with the guild.
But it was too detailed.
If it was the guild of the author who kidnapped Roy, it made much sense to kidnap himself from Rosen.
I just got off the train and got messy.
Juliet thought coldly.
No matter how much I thought about it, that was most likely.
Those who will call the highest of her own values.
'The duke's enemies.'
So many enemies who want to know about lennox's weakness, juliet thought maybe news about 'the duke's lovers who runaway' already spreads in a whole city. And they try to kidnap juliet, or the guild people that held a grudge toward juliet?
Juliet went to zakary, she want to give back a key where she stayed and want back a half money(?) lol cmiiw tho
Zakary give Juliet another option, why she want to leave robell? i can give you a job, like teaching my daughter etc. But juliet declined, because she smell something fishy behind it. Until 'old man' called lionel lebatan appear.
A few days ago, Lionel took juliet hairpin and gloves. He want to confirm something.
The old man, who introduced himself as Lionel Lebatan, looked down at Juliet silently for a while.
"Lebatan" means the morning star."
I Know.
Juliet folded her arms in a somewhat stiff attitude.
Venus was also painted on the symbolic flag of the Laurel Mercenary Corps, which Lionel had led when he was young.
Juliet had seen the flag before.
Jizzbal embroidered with golden thread on indigo blue fabric close to black.
"And 'Seneca' means Venus in the ancient language."
Juliet opened her eyes.
.......surely.
As Juliet was still dubious, Lionel Lebatan pulled out a thick dark blue cloth.
To Juliet, it looked just like a baby swaddle.
Lilies, roses, and golden stars were embroidered, and the name written under them was... Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
When Juliet looked up like a man possessed by something, Lionel Lebatan, blinded by her, sighed quietly.
"Yes. So, you are Lily's daughter."
It was about half a century ago that Lionel Lebatan, who was called by the grand name of the Red King, settled in the criminal city of Carcassonne.
People wondered why he left his fame behind and disappeared overnight.
Some said he was murdered, and others said he was scared and hid forever because he was sentenced to death in Imperial.
Or he speculated that one day, he felt inflamed from all the fuss and turned his back on the world.
But they are all wrong.
Lionel Lebatan's decision to dwell in Carcassonne was due to the will of his deceased wife.
By the side of Lionel in sorrow, there were three sons and a pit of blood that was not able to fill the moon.
And the moment he held the little baby in his arms, Lionel decided to give all the precious things in the world to the youngest daughter he had obtained in his later years.
Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
Lionel is the most suitable for the youngest daughter
he thought about giving a name.
After hard work, he gave his daughter the names of the blessed ancient gods instead of the crude language of Lebatan.
Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
Lilian, who grew up bright and healthy inside a sturdy fence, was a daughter who looked just like my mother.
She was kind and cheerful.
I couldn't stop Lilian from falling in love with the young officer.
Besides, he was not an ordinary officer, but an imperial nobleman.
It was inevitable that Lilian and a young officer from a prestigious imperial family fell in love.
Lionel agonized, but he knew that one day this would come.
So the decision was quick.
Lionel chose to quietly withdraw from the life of his only daughter.
Even after a long time in his dormancy, he was only a prisoner on death row to be arrested and handed over to death the moment he entered the imperial rule.
Therefore, Lionel urged her daughter to forget the name she gave her and live under a new name.
That's what he thought was the last thing he could do.
Please, live a normal and happy life in a wider and safer world.
A fire was burning in the fireplace.
When the short and long story ended, Juliet sat on the rug in front of the fireplace and watched the burning fire.
"I'm sorry to make you surprised."
Lionel sat quietly in the armchair right next to her.
Juliet blinked slowly.
This story was an area she knew nothing about.
There was no such memory in her past life.
If it is, Juliet Monad will live and die without leaving the anything.
But I wasn't surprised or shocked somehow.
It was also something I had been preparing to some degree from the time I left the house with my mother's memento pearl necklace in my hand.
Just because she needed time to organize her thoughts, Juliet posed irreplaceable questions in the order that appeared in her head.
"What about the villagers? Did grandfather order it?"
'She said Grandpa.' Lionel replied with a little smile in a strange mood.
"No, I said that you might be my only granddaughter, so everyone said they would volunteer to help."
It was like that.
Juliet was able to understand the attitude of the villagers who were overly kind.
"Then, the gloves and hairpin must have been for confirmation."
Juliet's words touched Lionel's face a bit of an embarrassment.
"It is."
It was he who told Mrs. Ronda that Juliet needed the belongings she had on her body.
There were many magic tools in the eastern part, and there were some kinds of things that confirmed parent-child relations only with belongings.
But unexpectedly, Juliet nodded calmly.
"I understood."
Lionel looked sorry.
"I wanted to tell you at a better point."
"It's okay."
"But as soon as i heard about you, all the jerks came to Robell."
Lionel stepped toward the door and smiled and pushed the door open.
Kudangtang!
"Oops!"
At a loud noise, Juliet looked out the door in surprise.
Three people fell behind.
No matter how much I look at, I was standing close to overheard the conversation in the room, and then the door suddenly opened without warning
When it opened, it was only seen that it had collapsed.
Although the hallway of the mansion was quite wide, there were three older men with good physique like sailors, so the hallway was full and looked cramped.
"Ah... Hello, Juliet."
"Hmm!"
"It's nice to meet you. I'm yes, huh, your eldest uncle."
In the end, Juliet burst into laughter.

have a nice day
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It's nice to read that she still has a family that will surely help her in this time line .
Lennox should pay with big fat tears for those last seven years of Juliet (it wasn't all bad but still, he wasn't the example of a lover)

totorototoro · Oct 18, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

I can't give you all an update for the next few days. There's some project deadline that i must finished in a week (excuse for my bad English). So i just put a summary below

Because cayman blabbering so much about he can catch juliet because east just already in his palm(?) Lennox give him more attention.
He said "I'm looking for woman too" looking there's a chance to catch young duke attention cayman reply "What kind of person are you looking for? I think I can help you though I'm weak. Or, if you are not looking for a specific person, I can introduce you to them. There are many beautiful women in the East."
of course Cayman just looking for trouble. Messing with lennox while he's so desperate to take juliet back to his side.
Lennox asked, seeming to be relaxing.
"Then I ask, how long will it take to find the girl I want?"
"A week is enough!"
"It's a week. If you don't find it in it, will you put your throat?"
"Of course... yes?"
When Caiman couldn't determine whether this was a joke or a serious joke, Duke Carlyle said again.
"Then it will be easy. The woman I am looking for is also a butterfly monster at the spirit power"
"Aha. That's it, it seems like you've heard it somewhere......."
Needless to say, the next moment, Viscount Caiman's face was pale.
clank!
A metal goblet fell to the floor and there was a rolling sound.
It wasn't the glass that the caiman dropped.
This was because Viscount was already kneeling on the floor.
Cayman's face was tired of white.
"Oh, Duke------"
"It was obviously a week."
"Yes. Yes......?"
"Then, you'd better keep your throat well until then."
Bang!
Everyone in the banquet hall witnessed it clearly.
Duke Carlisle drew his sword out of nothing.
All over the sword, the black sword was aiming at the caiman's own neck.
"If even one Juliet's hair isn't intact, then I'll get your neck."
***
In robell, where juliet stay.
Juliet want to spend more time in robell, because the villagers treat juliet so well. At first she want to apply a job, not-lady-type job but kinda like reading, writing, etc. Because juliet can't cook or embroider(?). And the villagers agreed to give juliet a job, but suddenly in a day the villagers change their minds.
So juliet thought the villagers seems so suspicious while she feels there's stalker around her. She made a list in her mind, who the closest suspect that want to mess with juliet. Juliet want to runaway from robell, but somehow the villagers try to prevent juliet to leave robell.
'What is that?'
I don't know what the purpose was, but the villagers wanted her to be held in the village.
What do you want? Human trafficking? Human offering? Otherwise------
'As expected, duke.'
Juliet touched the teacup's back edge with his fingertips.
But why do you do this? i didn't do anything that would bring a grudge.
Oh My God.
Juliet bit her tongue, looking forward to the past few days.
Surprisingly enough... ...there were quite a few.
I thought I didn't do anything that was worth seeing, but I guess I just left the capital city a week ago and built a relationship of kindness or grace.
The group trying to sell the wolf on the train?
Or, on the contrary, it might have been caused by Werewolves who misunderstood her who saved Roy as a match with the guild.
But it was too detailed.
If it was the guild of the author who kidnapped Roy, it made much sense to kidnap himself from Rosen.
I just got off the train and got messy.
Juliet thought coldly.
No matter how much I thought about it, that was most likely.
Those who will call the highest of her own values.
'The duke's enemies.'
So many enemies who want to know about lennox's weakness, juliet thought maybe news about 'the duke's lovers who runaway' already spreads in a whole city. And they try to kidnap juliet, or the guild people that held a grudge toward juliet?
Juliet went to zakary, she want to give back a key where she stayed and want back a half money(?) lol cmiiw tho
Zakary give Juliet another option, why she want to leave robell? i can give you a job, like teaching my daughter etc. But juliet declined, because she smell something fishy behind it. Until 'old man' called lionel lebatan appear.
A few days ago, Lionel took juliet hairpin and gloves. He want to confirm something.
The old man, who introduced himself as Lionel Lebatan, looked down at Juliet silently for a while.
"Lebatan" means the morning star."
I Know.
Juliet folded her arms in a somewhat stiff attitude.
Venus was also painted on the symbolic flag of the Laurel Mercenary Corps, which Lionel had led when he was young.
Juliet had seen the flag before.
Jizzbal embroidered with golden thread on indigo blue fabric close to black.
"And 'Seneca' means Venus in the ancient language."
Juliet opened her eyes.
.......surely.
As Juliet was still dubious, Lionel Lebatan pulled out a thick dark blue cloth.
To Juliet, it looked just like a baby swaddle.
Lilies, roses, and golden stars were embroidered, and the name written under them was... Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
When Juliet looked up like a man possessed by something, Lionel Lebatan, blinded by her, sighed quietly.
"Yes. So, you are Lily's daughter."
It was about half a century ago that Lionel Lebatan, who was called by the grand name of the Red King, settled in the criminal city of Carcassonne.
People wondered why he left his fame behind and disappeared overnight.
Some said he was murdered, and others said he was scared and hid forever because he was sentenced to death in Imperial.
Or he speculated that one day, he felt inflamed from all the fuss and turned his back on the world.
But they are all wrong.
Lionel Lebatan's decision to dwell in Carcassonne was due to the will of his deceased wife.
By the side of Lionel in sorrow, there were three sons and a pit of blood that was not able to fill the moon.
And the moment he held the little baby in his arms, Lionel decided to give all the precious things in the world to the youngest daughter he had obtained in his later years.
Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
Lionel is the most suitable for the youngest daughter
he thought about giving a name.
After hard work, he gave his daughter the names of the blessed ancient gods instead of the crude language of Lebatan.
Lilian Rose Seneca-Lebatan.
Lilian, who grew up bright and healthy inside a sturdy fence, was a daughter who looked just like my mother.
She was kind and cheerful.
I couldn't stop Lilian from falling in love with the young officer.
Besides, he was not an ordinary officer, but an imperial nobleman.
It was inevitable that Lilian and a young officer from a prestigious imperial family fell in love.
Lionel agonized, but he knew that one day this would come.
So the decision was quick.
Lionel chose to quietly withdraw from the life of his only daughter.
Even after a long time in his dormancy, he was only a prisoner on death row to be arrested and handed over to death the moment he entered the imperial rule.
Therefore, Lionel urged her daughter to forget the name she gave her and live under a new name.
That's what he thought was the last thing he could do.
Please, live a normal and happy life in a wider and safer world.
A fire was burning in the fireplace.
When the short and long story ended, Juliet sat on the rug in front of the fireplace and watched the burning fire.
"I'm sorry to make you surprised."
Lionel sat quietly in the armchair right next to her.
Juliet blinked slowly.
This story was an area she knew nothing about.
There was no such memory in her past life.
If it is, Juliet Monad will live and die without leaving the anything.
But I wasn't surprised or shocked somehow.
It was also something I had been preparing to some degree from the time I left the house with my mother's memento pearl necklace in my hand.
Just because she needed time to organize her thoughts, Juliet posed irreplaceable questions in the order that appeared in her head.
"What about the villagers? Did grandfather order it?"
'She said Grandpa.' Lionel replied with a little smile in a strange mood.
"No, I said that you might be my only granddaughter, so everyone said they would volunteer to help."
It was like that.
Juliet was able to understand the attitude of the villagers who were overly kind.
"Then, the gloves and hairpin must have been for confirmation."
Juliet's words touched Lionel's face a bit of an embarrassment.
"It is."
It was he who told Mrs. Ronda that Juliet needed the belongings she had on her body.
There were many magic tools in the eastern part, and there were some kinds of things that confirmed parent-child relations only with belongings.
But unexpectedly, Juliet nodded calmly.
"I understood."
Lionel looked sorry.
"I wanted to tell you at a better point."
"It's okay."
"But as soon as i heard about you, all the jerks came to Robell."
Lionel stepped toward the door and smiled and pushed the door open.
Kudangtang!
"Oops!"
At a loud noise, Juliet looked out the door in surprise.
Three people fell behind.
No matter how much I look at, I was standing close to overheard the conversation in the room, and then the door suddenly opened without warning
When it opened, it was only seen that it had collapsed.
Although the hallway of the mansion was quite wide, there were three older men with good physique like sailors, so the hallway was full and looked cramped.
"Ah... Hello, Juliet."
"Hmm!"
"It's nice to meet you. I'm yes, huh, your eldest uncle."
In the end, Juliet burst into laughter.

have a nice day
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Thank you for the spoiler!!!!

This chapter is so heart warming. I love that she has been reunited with her remaining family. Also, with her grandfather and three uncles all in good physique and probably good fighters, Lennox is going to be in a world of obstacles trying to get Juliet back. I can already foresee the overprotective fluffiness and they being in gangster mob mood interrogating Lennox. Like how can you let my precious niece/grandaughter suffer for the past seven years huh?! looking forward to it.

Luluchan · Oct 22, 2020

Thank you for the spoilerr Btw, can someone explain me, how to translate completely like this? I usually use 2 cellphones and take pictures, I think it's very inefficient

hoangmai331 · Oct 22, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

he's half-demon after all lol

3. Cradle

Roadel was a pretty city.
Water was blowing up from the large circular fountain in the central square, and red brick buildings stretched around it.
Children and white pigeons wandered around in the square, and people were full of energy.
Juliet walked through the fountains and shops along the shopping street and stopped in front of one of them.
"Welcome! What can I give you?"
The psychic owner asked without looking at Juliet while displaying the goods.
Juliet did not answer and looked at the various fruits lined up in front of the stall.
Perhaps because of the warm climate, the types of fruits were more diverse than the islands.
That didn't mean it was cheap.
Juliet picked up two red apples.
Then she stopped trying to pick an orange.
'This is also here.'
I was admired when I found a much smaller fruit right next to the orange.
It's small, so why is the price double?
Juliet hesitated for a while in front of the fruit stand.
A silver coin rattled in her pocket.
"Give me this too."
Then, the face of the owner, who had a deep expression throughout, brightened at once.
The fruits she pointed to were expensive and seldom sold.
"Oh, of course! I have to give it to you!"
After a while, Juliet, who had traveled around the town's shopping street, sat down at an outdoor table near the lodge and opened the envelope.
And the first little orange
I pulled out something that looked like. It seemed to be called'mandarin' to people here.
'It's a tangerine.'
Even the taste was the same as what I ate in the north.

Juliet was walking away and bought a newspaper.
I shouldn't see it, I shouldn't see it, but I finally bought it today.
Juliet breathed lightly and then opened the newspaper.
Then she ran the newspaper quickly.
"None."
none.
After a while, Juliet found that there was no news of the kind she was looking for, and opened the newspaper she was holding.
It's a little strange to look forward to and look for bad news.
But I wanted to check it like this.
'Maybe it hasn't appeared yet.'
It was miserable to expect so.
Even if the news doesn't appear in the newspaper, I know that Dahlia may have already appeared.
In the first life, Dahlia appeared on the first day of the year.
The place and timing of the appearance were dramatic, so there was a stir.
I remember clearly.

"Have you heard, Your Majesty? It's'The Girl of Prophecy.'"

It was Juliet who told Lennox the story with a mysterious smile.
I don't remember what Lennox said at that time.
Maybe it wasn't that important.
Juliet, as always, had to bring anything to say to see him a little more.
It was then.
I just want to see my face one more time anyway.
"Let's see."
Juliet sat at a table on the side of the road and opened the map.
Unlike other parts of the empire,
In the east, the power of the great nobles was not so great.
In the center of the eastern there is a forest where several species live and......
'it has Lucerne.'
Lucerne.
Juliet found a point on the map.
Holy Law Bureau Lucerne.
Lucerne was unusually a city-state ruled by the Emperor instead of kings and nobles.
The place where Beophwangcheong, the head of the temple and the king of all religions, and Beophwangcheong and the priests who supplement those laws.
Lucerne itself was only a small city-state, but their influence was spread across the continent.
'Maybe, except for the north?'
This is because the Duke of Carlyle and the temple's wicked relationship is famous.
It was also because of this that Juliet decided to run east.
In the eastern part of the continent, compared to other parts of the continent, the influence of the temple and the Emperor
It was a big area.
Most people believed in a goddess differently from the northern part of Carlyle.
So Juliet guessed that if she fled to the east, Lennox, who had a bad relationship with the temple, would not have to ask her whereabouts after that.
'I did...'
Juliet's bid hardened.
It wasn't anyone else, and I didn't know that Lennox would mobilize the relics of the Grand Shrine. Besides, it was scratched like that.
"he must be angry."
Juliet sighed.
I don't regret it, but I was a little upset.
'I just wanted to leave with a good smile.'
I usually endure even worse things than that, but why don't I just go about it?
"Well, because I was caught anyway..."
Juliet mumbled and looked at the map again.
As long as Lennox Carlisle has a relic in his hand, it will only be a matter of time before he finds out that Juliet is here in Roadelle.(Mtl goes roadelle, rodel, loadelle, etc)
Even if it doesn't, he know that she's at least headed east, as she's confirmed to take the train.
That's why Juliet changed plans in the middle and got off Roadel.
Before heading to her original destination, she had to neutralize the pursuit here and then leave.
Otherwise, Lennox will all know where and why she went.
'I hate that.'
In order to avoid the pursuit, the'Eyes of Argos' had to be neutralized.
If Argos' eye was a magic tool, it would have been relatively simple, but it was an object that moved with divine power.
Magical power and divine power are opposite forces, and a higher level of divine power was needed to neutralize the relic. In other places,'What channel?' I would say, but Juliet wasn't too worried. This is because I already had something in mind.
"found."
Juliet looked at the map and smiled wide.
From Roadel Station where Juliet got off, it took about 10 minutes to get to the town of Robell, the destination.
"Where are you going, lady?"
In front of history, there were many children who actively solicited.
"Do you ever need accommodation?"
"Come to our inn!"
Juliet paused for a moment, hoping to open her eyes and take her bag before she could go to the stagecoach.
At that time, someone suddenly passed by Juliet.
"Get out of there."
Somehow, it was the voice of a young man full of irritation.
The man pushed the heads of the crowded children casually with his hands and walked.
The kids who were pushed made a fiercely swearing protest, but the man kept walking without pretending to hear it or not.
Thanks to this, Juliet was able to easily go to the stagecoach platform along the road opened by the man.
And I found the man earlier.
'Wow.'
Juliet looked up with her eyes wide open because it was amazing.
'Awesome red hair.'
The man was drawing a lot of attention around him.
It was so impressive that everyone on the road stopped and glanced.
is he a traveler?
Juliet glanced at him with a little curiosity.
"Where are you going, lady?"
"Ah...... I want to go to Robelle."
The person who spoke to Juliet, in thought, was a stageman.
After a while, Juliet paid for the carriage and sat in the stage carriage bound for Robell.
And I was faced with a somewhat embarrassing situation.
The red-haired man of courtesy was sitting right across from Juliet's stage carriage.
Only the rattled carriage sound was loud.
In the awkward silence, Juliet regretted a little.
'I'd rather sit next to it.'
Until I just got on the wagon, I thought there would be more passengers, but the only passengers in the stage wagon were different.
It wasn't true later, but Robell was a small town, so she thought that there would be one passenger a day.
The rattled stagecoach was completely different in structure from the coaches familiar with Juliet.
All seats were two long and vertically aligned board rings so that many people could ride. Of course, there was no back.
Fortunately, it was the fact that before the carriage departed, the man did not move with folded arms and closed eyes, as if sleeping.
Thanks to this, Juliet was able to observe the man opposite her with ease.
Even if it was usually caught, it was reddish, but the man's hair was thick enough to be close to blood.
'Shall I dye it too?'
Magic tools are common in the eastern part, so maybe they used magic tools to change their hair color.
"Well, what's going on with Robell?"
The coachman who was driving the carriage from the perch finally asked for Juliet. It seems she wasn't the only one who was uncomfortable with silence.
"I'm going to meet someone."
Juliet replied roughly.
The coachman, who was bored or introduced himself to be from Robell, began to talk about Robell without asking.
“In fact, there is no other place as safe as Robell, because it is the king's hometown.
"The king?"
Juliet, who listened without much inspiration, asked because she had fun with the unfounded drama that she heard for the first time in her life.
"Don't you know? Lionel Lebatan, the Red King."

The coachman was excited and began telling stories about him.
"People don't know well, but this is the town of the Red King."
Lionel Lebatan.
A man with a blasphemous nickname, commonly known as Red King, was the most famous figure from the East.
Wouldn't it have been said that if you don't know the name of the emperor, you know the name of the red king?
About 50 years ago, uncontrollable gangsters flocked to the east. No one knows why they moved.
However, those who settled in the eastern part made guilds among themselves to accommodate the new gangsters flocking to the eastern part.
There was a time when that power had grown considerably and emerged as an imperial trouble.
"Hey, the eastern part of that period was like a hotbed for complete crime."
There was no end to quarrels in the east because of the bad guys who had come pretending to be adventurers.
He received the affection and respect of the people more than those who ruled the East.
One day, the mercenary birth has become the dominant one-quarter of the continent.
Then, the imperial family began to feel sorry for Lionel Lebatan, who had become too powerful. Eventually the imperial family charged him for treason.
"I know. It was a moonstone trial."(?)
Lionel Lebatan himself did not attend, and it was a trial with only empty chairs.
In that trial, the Red King, Lionel Lebatan, was eventually sentenced to death.
According to the ruling, Lionel will be sent to death as soon as he leaves the east and enters the system.
The trial was close to an imperial show whose pride had been hurt.
It was a warning sent to Lionel and was found in the imperial family where there was no way to arrest him, the king of the east.
And, like a lie, immediately after that, Lionel Lebatan quietly disappeared.
Juliet knew this story quite well in several bundles.
One of her friends was also from the East,
He was a mercenary and, of course, had great respect for a man named Lionel Lebatan.
Opinions were divided on his subsequent actions.
In fact, the imperial family caught him and killed him, or he left for a far sea in a boat full of treasures.
"And it is said that no one knows where it is until now, but in fact, anyone in the East knows the truth."
Juliet shouted at the words of the meaningful coachman.
"What is the truth?"
"The Red King is actually------ neither dead nor left. He lives under his name in his hometown, Carcassonne."
"Ha!"
The last ridicule was neither the coachman nor Juliet's.
The two looked up in the direction of the sound. It was that red-haired man with his eyes closed as if he was sleeping all the time.
The red-haired man laughed openly, pretending to sleep and listening to everything.
'...Are you laughing?'
The man glanced at the coachman without saying a katabuta, and looked up and down at Juliet sitting across from him. It was also something very annoying.
'what?'
Juliet just wondered if there was something wrong with the previous conversation.
But there were many things I couldn't understand.
When I thought that I had done nothing wrong, Julien looked at me the same way.
As if it were the most in the world
'Annoying...'
It is a shape that was conveyed sufficiently with an expression even though it was not dare to put out of the mouth.
"Tck!."
The red-haired man moaned for a moment, then lightly clicked his tongue, turned his head, and closed his eyes.
Although the story of the coachman was cut off in the middle, the journey afterward was manageable to say that it was peaceful.
The stagecoach arrived at its destination about an hour after leaving Roadel Station.
"we've arrived. This is Robell."
The red-haired man who made the first impression did not see if he got off first.
Juliet tipped and thanked the coachman, then stepped outside and slowly looked around.
I didn't expect much because it was just a village that I went through for a while, but Lobel's first impression was completely unexpected.
'It's cool.'
Juliet admired inside. In the north or the capital, traditionally, white marble was the best, and most of them were clean and stylish buildings.
On the other hand, the buildings of Lobel spread in front of them were all colorful with red bricks.
The square is spread out in a round shape as a shopping street is surrounded by a high bell tower and a clock tower in the center. Like a fairy tale town.
'Also. Good job to come.'
Juliet, who was looking closely at the surrounding landscape, quickly felt better.
At last, I realized that I came out of the familiar place and came to my travel destination.
It was low, but I started to flutter with a pleasant beating.
Although I traveled here and there in the north, there was always a guard and escort at that time.
Thinking this and that, Juliet was walking slowly along the square.
It was then.
Tok.
A man wearing a hat, lightly passed Juliet.
'what?'
Juliet felt a sense of incongruity at the moment and stopped there.
The man who struck her passed by.
Juliet, standing for a while, soon witnessed an interesting scene.
The man quietly approached the shopping street where the upper branches were crowded and approached the pedestrian very naturally.
Fur!
This time, I bumped into a passerby who was turning around because of the bad timing.
"Oops!"
And Juliet's eyes were also thinner.
He saw a man swiping his wallet from his inner pocket just before he bumped into a passerby and knocked him down.
"It's a thief!"
What happened was'It's a good town.'
It's been less than 3 seconds since I thought.
"What? Thief?"
"Catch him!"
Fortunately, Juliet wasn't the only witness.
All.
Although I could see traces of time on my face, my body was well trained to the extent that Juliet, familiar with the knights, was admiring.
At least he wasn't an ordinary old man. When I was young, I thought I would have known my name.
'At least, it doesn't look like you're going to be hit by such a poor pickpocket...
Juliet, having questioned for a moment, learned the reason.
The old man, who stood up with Juliet's support, held the center, quickly made a difficult expression.
"I'm sorry, young man, can you pick it up?"
Ah.
Inadvertently turning his head, Juliet found something black that fell on the floor behind her.
.......cane?'
Juliet picked up a cane and handed it over to the old man's request.
Ji-gwang(?), a black looking ordinary, was heavier than I thought.
Juliet was surprised at the weight for a moment, but hid her expression.
"Thank you."
widely.
The old man took out his cane and pointed it straight.
It's hard to notice on the surface, but the old man was pulling his left leg to the ground finely.
Juliet, feeling uncomfortable for some reason, lowered her eyes slightly.

The old man had a hair color of a strange color that was difficult to say because of the mixture of gray hair that started to fade and red hair.
'Same with that strange man I met at the stagecoach. I guess this neighborhood has a lot of red hair.'
Juliet thought so and quietly admired.
At that time, the people who had gone to catch the pickpockets returned to the square.
"No, old man! You were an old man!"
"Are you okay, senior?"
The top people who came back with pickpockets began to joss around the old man.
"I'm fine. Than that -."
The old man leaning against the fountain in the square was caught by Ji Kwang and touched the whole pickpocket's clothes.
"Actually, how many wallets that you have?"
The surprise was the same with the top people.
They dragged the pickpocket back to find the owner of the wallet.
Then Juliet and the old man, who seemed to have somehow missed the timing to leave, were left in the fountain.
"You don't think the young man is from this village?"
"Oh, yes, that's right."
"If there's anything I can do to help you, tell me anything."
......Is this the timing to say your wish
He wasn't an ordinary grandfather just by looking at the villagers calling him old man and treating him like he was.
Juliet took turns looking at the old man and his stick, which would be appropriate for the expression that the body was magnificent.
In fact, a little while ago, when I picked up the old man's cane, Juliet noticed.
The heavy wand was commonly called a sword stick, and the sword was hidden inside.
Juliet suddenly remembered what he had heard from Kane.
"You can trust the old mercenaries."
He used to tell me about what he had been through as a mercenary, and this was one of them.
The increased mercenary is not just an old man.
It was said to have survived the battle for that long.
Maybe if you can see it well, you may hear ridiculous wishes.
But Juliet made a modest compromise with reality.
"Oh, then -."
Juliet pulled out the folded paper and held it out.
Zakari Law Office.
"Can you tell me where to go to go here?"
***
Zakari Law Office.
Zakari was a lawyer in this small city, but his primary job was real estate brokerage.
As it is a city right next to Carcassonne, where the upper headquarters are crowded, there were many people coming and going, and there were frequent short-term rentals of houses.

Ting!

"Welco....... No, old man!"
Zakari fell in love when he found the old man who came with her.
"I'm just a guide, so look at that young man."
The old man said so and pointed to Juliet.
"Excuse me. Can I help you?"
Juliet explained to Zakari, who entered the hospitality with a smile.
"Because I want to rent a house. A lot of money... About a week. It would be nice if it wasn't too far away from the square."
"Okay, let's take a look."
Juliet glanced back while Zakari scrutinized the papers.
The old man who accompanied Juliet was naturally sitting in an armchair in the office, which is my home, looking at the newspaper.
'Is it regional maintenance?'
What is certain was that it doesn't look like an ordinary person.
It was just by looking at the attitudes of the top people, who welcomed him by calling him'elderly'.
It's a bit ridiculous, but I didn't know he was a high man in the upper guild.
Juliet suddenly remembered that he couldn't hear the old man's name.
"There is a good place."
Just in time, Zakary struck the pen, and Juliet soon forgot the idea.
After kindly explaining the terms of the contract, Zakary glanced at Juliet and asked.
"Are you a member of the guild?"
"no."
Guild.
There are also lords who have ruled the region from generation to generation.
Like institutions, there are nobles and socialites.
'Although there is-------
But is it the guild that exerts the greatest influence?
In short, it was an organization like a top and mercenary corps.
"Instead, I have a pass approved by the guild."
Juliet pulled out the pass he had prepared in advance and showed it to him.
It was an identification card that was also useful for trains.
Zakari looked closely at the pass.
Enclosed with the pass issued as Juliet said were the two famous seals at the top.
Before Juliet followed Lennox to the north, he had received it in advance through the information guild of the islands.
Back then, I didn't know that this would be so useful.
"Okay, I checked."
Zakari did not notice the forged pass thanks to the seal.
Juliet laughed.
The guild was truly an administrative and economic community.
'And it was Lionel Lebatan who built the foundation of the system.'
There is the eastern people do not know the name of the emperor, but even a three-year-old child only knows the name of the red king.
"Lilian, Seneca... Miss or are you wife?"
Zakari looked at the name on the pass and asked carefully.
Juliet tried to answer faithfully to the initial setting without thinking.
"It's wife."
“Oh yes, excuse me. Mrs. Seneca. Then did you come to meet your husband? If you have more party, here is your husband's record -."
"no!"
Juliet hastily changed the settings.
"My husband is... dead. Two years ago."
It is a side effect of impatient setting.
Juliet's virtual husband was scrapped 30 seconds after it was created.
"Oh, dear. You must have been heartbroken. Excuse me."
As Zakari sent her eyes full of sympathy, Juliet was forced to create something similar to a moderately sad expression.
However, it was unavoidable.
It was quicker to kill a husband than to make up a missing husband.
“If you have any questions, please come.
Zakari, who handed over Juliet to the landlord Ronda, showed off kindly to the end.
Jingles.
"To be a visitor to a town like this, it's rare. Isn't it, senior?"
Zakari muttered, looking at the backs of the two women moving away.
No reply came back from the'old man' who was sitting in an armchair and reading the newspaper.
"That girl who just left, what did her name say?"
"Oh that-."
Zakari flirted for a moment, scoured the papers, and gave the name of the customer who had just left.
Lilian Seneca.
"Yes. That's definitely the name."
There was no more warmth in the old man's face, staring in the direction the woman had just disappeared.
Whether or not he knew such circumstances, Juliet was on his way to his original purpose.
A very old, unidentified building stood on the hill, about a 10-minute walk from Lobel Square.
Whether or not he knew of such circumstances, Juliet unpacked his luggage at the lodge and headed to the village library.
There was an unknown ruins next to the library, about a 10-minute walk from Lobel Square. It is the site of an old temple, but it is not known exactly what kind of temple it is.
"But there won't be anything to see there?"
When Juliet explained the purpose of his visit, a woman named the library librarian kindly explained it.
"Nobody knows what it is. It's just left unattended."
"Okay, so can I look around?"
"Well, as much as you can."
The librarian Veronica guided me to the entrance of the ruins, asking to see and come.
Juliet waited for her to move away, and then began to look around the ruins straight away, looking at your ears.
"Where will you be here---
Lobel has the oldest temple ruins in the east.
As if there were ruins of ancient temples neglected around the imperial capital.
"Ah."
Juliet, who was pressing hard on the place where there might have been a corner, found dirt that was a little different to the touch.

Clack!

"found."
As I hurried to sweep the spot, something like a small box came out.
What was inside was a piece of mirror.
In ancient times, there was a custom of asking for a piece of mirror to pray for God's blessing. Juliet had seen Dahlia find relics in the temple like this in her previous life.
Now that Carlisle is chasing me with divine power, a thing with divine power was perfect to hide herself.
Even if you cannot hide it for a long time, it will be a temporary measure.
I don't know about divine power, but relics are usually said to have stronger divine power as they age.
'Looking at that, how did Dahlia be able to freely use divine power even though he was not a priest.'
Juliet thought calmly as she looked at the mirror sculpture.
In addition, there were many times when high-ranking priests unraveled secrets that were not known.
'Because it was a girl of prophecy, it was possible.'
Juliet carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief so that the piece of mirror she found would not break and put it in her pocket.

hope you all not confused with my mtl huhu
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thank you so much for your spoiler, i love this novel but seem like they drop it

hoangmai331 · Oct 22, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

27.
Count Monad's mansion, as is common with old mansions, was located on the outskirts of the busy old city center of the capital.
Located in the middle of lush greenery, Count Monad's residence looked more like a secluded suburban mansion.
The exterior of the mansion, where the white roof shines in the sun, was antique and plainly in plain words.
Very few visitors came to the old mansion. Seven years ago, since the owner's family was devastated by the unfortunate accident,
visitors who were visiting the quiet family have suddenly stopped.
The heart of the people cannot be said to be harsh, but no one was left after the woman, who was left alone, left for the North.
So the count's servants, who were met with a high-profile visitor in a few years, were stunned.
"...who are you?"
A man takes the name of a great nobleman, whom the people of his country would never know.
For some reason, It wasn't in a fancy dress, but a bleak, indulgent outfit, but the red-eyed man didn't even need to prove his identity.
The servants, who had lost their minds, hurriedly opened the door when they realized that he was the lover of the master, whom they had only heard through the rumor.
"Come this way."
The servants of the mansion, which had been seven years in the absence of the owner's family, could not have remembered how to treat precious guests.
The servant, who received the horseback from the black horse-riding man, was confused and did not know what to do.

The Duke of Carlisle, who surrendered to the gratefulness, saw the bushes before entering the mansion.
Gaze at the lush garden for a moment.
The garden where the only daughter of the family once played hide-and-seek and now was in ruin.
The labyrinth garden was bare and the fountain was dry.
"Are there no gardeners?"
"i, I'm so short on hands."
The slow butler, who gave a reflexive excuse. It was against etiquette to answer a guest of noble rank like this.
Even the opponent is the notorious ruler of the North. It was an oar to strike the lord.
The young duke passed him and walked to the main building alone while he was contemplating whether the butler had to raise his head.
The old butler urgently followed.
In fact, strictly speaking, Duke Carlisle is a guest, so it was against the etiquette to enter the mansion without permission.
But now the Countess had no family to be the landlord...
....Doesn't it go against etiquette even without it?'
Although the butler had a conflict, it was a useless concern in the first place.
No one in the empire dared to insult Lennox Carlyle.
"Which side is Juliet's room?"
"Yes? Oh, it's west of the third floor."
Duke Carlisle headed to the third floor as if he could be a landlord.
The butler, who had been chasing him with frequent steps, woke up.
It was actually a question that should have been asked from the beginning.
"Sir, Your Majesty. Can I say something?"
"Say it."
The Duke said without stopping.
"Thank you. Did your Majesty want to visit Miss Juliet?"

Stop.

Suddenly Duke Carlyle stopped at the question and turned towards him.
The butler was already a spilled his mouth, though the moment he actually saw the famous Duke of Carlyle's red eyes.
The old butler barely gathered courage and opened his mouth.
"I'm sorry to tell you this, but miss Juliet is not in here right now."
Why didn't he tell duke earlier? he thought the young duke might get angry, but the Duke unexpectedly didn't show much reaction.
While holding his breath and waiting for the Duke's response,
the butler realized that Duke Carlisle was a straight-forward handsome man, unlike his terrifying notoriety.
rumor about The duke's female habit was famous.
indeed, it was the appearance that the young ladies were thirsty for.
I wondered why the rumors about his appearance were not as widespread as notoriety.
It wasn't until that point that the butler thought that the duke might not have been looking for the young lady.
"Juliet..."
"Yes?"
"Has she been using this room all the time?"
"Ah... yes!"
They were standing in front of the bedroom.
“The lady has been using this room since she was just walking."
The butler had forgotten to be in front of Duke Carlisle and smiled happily.
Most of the remaining servants of the monad mansion were those who had long worked for the count.
Many of them watched the young Juliet take her first steps when she was born.
"I see. "
Lennox Carlyle's hand touched a pillar in the door.
At first glance, it's hard to notice, but on the pillar there were traces of how Juliet would grow up on every birthday.
From the moment she took her first steps, she was five years old, and she cried.
And until the winter birthday of the fifteenth year old.
A large, well-shaped hand slowly tied the grooves of the pillar.
When he recall the scene, the butler who was watching felt that he was watching a scene that he should not see.
"Hmm, then, call me if you need anything."
The butler, who had somehow become distant, left the words and left.
Lennox Carlyle, left alone, looked around in the bedroom.
The next room, connected through a small door, was a small parlor and dressing room.
Delicate mirrors, neatly arranged combs, clothes arranged in order, and books stained with hands.
And a bed with a canopy that seems to have been worn since she was a girl.
Juliet must have been a child who seldom throws away her childhood attachments.
A large box on one side of the small parlor was filled with toys that you would have played with as a child.
Lennox returned to her cozy, sunny bedroom, and picked up a large, big doll on the bedside.
The rabbit doll, once thought to have been soft pink, now faded and remained in places. The ears were drooping and shabby with breathless cotton.
Lennox could easily picture a child who would have fallen asleep holding a doll the size of her body.
Somehow it was a strange sense. It was a mansion that seemed to have stopped time.
Juliet's time, which he did not know, remained in this space.
Quietly shutting the door, Lenox Carlisle walked outside the mansion's corridor.
Of course, there was no one he was looking for in this old mansion.
In the first place, the Count Monard's servants seemed unaware that Juliet had left the capital.
They were just wondering why the Duke Carlisle, the juliet's lover, suddenly came to the count resident.
A bedroom full of delicate dressing tables and girlish taste.
He vaguely remembered what kind of girl Juliet Monad was. However, Juliet Monad, whom he knows, was a lover who had no way of saying her taste.
No, was it because that he didn't ask?
A subtle scent similar to Juliet's taste remained throughout the mansion, but that was all.
His lover was not here.
If so, did you come to find yourself to be here?
Finding out why Juliet left him? Or, evidence of an affair?
Lennox Carlyle coldly self-motivated. He tried to turn his steps.
It was then.
"first time greeting you, Duke."
An old lady with a white-headed, warm impression appeared at the end of the corridor, supported by a young maid.
"I'm Yvette. I'm the nanny of Miss Juliet."
The woman, who introduced herself as a nanny, politely bowed her head in the direction that Duke Carlisle would stand.
The old lady's silver-grey eyes were out of focus.
Lennox looked at the strangely disoriented gaze for a while and asked straightforwardly.
"Can't you see the front?"
"Yes that's right."
Juliet's nanny smiled and replied.
"I had a chronic disease, so I couldn't see, but from 5 years ago I couldn't see it. Still, Lady Juliet was considerate so that I could remain in the count."
Lennox raised his eyebrows.
It was worth knowing the situation without looking.
An elderly butler with an unseen nanny. Very old and too young servants. A messy garden and a fishing mansion that has long been neglected.
All of them were members who were unlikely to be accepted by other nobles.
Fewer than 20 people are happy together. I knew it was a ruined noble, but I didn't know it was this much.
Of course. He wasn't interested, and Juliet never spoke.
Lennox poked his hand in his pocket with a deep expression.
Perhaps with the income from the remaining lands of the Count of Monad, he managed to keep his house afloat.
It is literally nothing but maintenance.
The older the mansion, the more money it costs to maintain its size. Count Monard butler was simply adding wooden boards to prevent rain and wind from hitting him.
Compared to the Duke Castle of Carlyle in the north, the Count's residence was more like a hut than a mansion.
"I think it's pretty difficult to live.
"Thanks to your care, I'm doing my best.
Lennox, who asked as he passed by, was confused.
"...me?"

i feel bad for juliet after this.

28

".......Who?"
"Yes, the Duke."
No way.
It was the first time in 7 years that I knew the circumstances of the Count of Monad were at this point.
For Lennox, Count Monad was an abstract space.
Since my lover is Young-ae, Count of Monad, the house probably existed somewhere in the capital, and it was just the level of passing over.
Juliet would drop by the count whenever she had to come to the capital with him, but Lennox never even came to pick her up.
It can't believe a man who wouldn't even blink at his lover's eye from anywhere and anyone else cares about the housework.
That's ridiculous. No way to do such an annoyance.
However, the old lady said calmly.
"You sent gold for Lady Juliet yesterday?"
There is no such thing...
"My lady said so. You couldn't come together because you was busy this year, but the Duke took care so that I could have a good new year."
Lennox's eyes narrowed.
"Everyone in the mansion is in control. It's an honor to meet and greet you in person like this, Duke."
The blind old lady bowed her head once more.
Lennox wondered for a moment what this might be.
However, not only the old lady, Juliet's nanny, but also the young maid who supported her by the side did not seem to lie.
Then there is one possibility left.
It's probably all made up by Juliet.
"You said Juliet said that?"
As if he had not noticed the coldness of his voice, the blind woman spoke gently.
"Yes, Our lady always talks about the Duke. Yesterday,
she grabbed me and passed after talking about how much you cared about me and how kind the duke was, contrary to rumors."
Lennox couldn't find anything to answer.

I didn't know why Juliet lied like that.

On the contrary, it was difficult to understand clearly why she had to do so.
Because the Juliet Monad he knows wasn't that kind of personality.
"Duke, please take care of our lady."
The blind old lady bowed deeply and greeted politely.
"She's shy and silent, but she's very soft-hearted. she's thoughtful and hurtful. So please cherish her."
Lennox did not answer. He stared at the blind woman.
This nanny woman must have known Juliet's lies from the beginning.
A man who has been a lover for 7 years and has never show his face.
Nevertheless, Juliet's desperate defense of him, even lying, would have been to reassure them rather than for him.
It was already hurtful pride, but at least she didn't want to worry about the precious people who remember her childhood.
Lennox didn't care about the notoriety surrounding him, but he knew roughly what the public was talking about his lover.
Even if it isn't a rumor from the social world, it's obvious.
Countess servants, including nanny, must have guessed.
Her lover is a man who is notorious for being indifferent and relentless.
She must have been worried about what kind of treatment she would be treated as his lover in the unreliable North.
Nevertheless, she would pretend to be deceived every year by the clumsy lies of the young lady who tried to reassure her growing nanny.
Neither Juliet, who lied, nor the Countess' servants, who were deceived every time, that was not that bad.
This is the situation of the count, where did the substitute Juliet come up with the gold to protect her last pride?
Lennox was only able to turn after a long silence.
"......The mansion has caught a lot. I will send a help." (HUHUHU)
***
"You said you were going to meet your husband, right?"
The attendant girl who brought tea asked Juliet, her eyes glistening with curiosity.
Her name was Angie.
Juliet just smiled at Angie.
Juliet's left hand ring finger was a thin gold ring.
It was a common loop with no decorations or jewelry, but it was rather good to deceive the identity.
Now Juliet is pretending to be a young lady going to see her husband.
“I guess your husband works at the eastern gateway.
Well, I heard that there are a lot of good jobs there."
Angie, who has a good attachment, made a cheerful voice whether he interpreted silence as affirmation.
It was also good to create a fake identity.
Juliet thought so.
Trains powered by magical stones were quite expensive vehicles.
However, a young woman who rents a single room and is traveling alone without a maid. It is natural to stand out.
The little attendant girl must have been amazed by such a Juliette.
At the same time, she seemed to have no idea that Juliet was an aristocrat in front of her.
By the way, just few aristocrats used trains.
Therefore, the main passengers of the train were only the wealthy commoners, among them merchants who had to travel long distances quickly.
High nobles and high-ranking priests most preferred to move through gates where enormous costs and magical stones were consumed.
Of course, it's the fastest way to go, but it's ridiculously expensive.
Besides, without a clear permit, the gate could not be used.
Few people could use the train, so there were only ten or so people sitting in the dining room where Juliet was sitting.
A restaurant train.
I'm not sure where the kitchen is attached, but the ability to cook inside the train was also thanks to the magic stone.
There are few things to eat, but the breakfast was pretty good.
Juliet was also quite surprised when she tasted the freshly baked hot croissant.
After breakfast, Angie brought a fresh tea to Juliet.
"It's Lynn's tea."
Juliet smile while admiring the subtle scent of tea.
The late Count Monard also liked this tea.
Juliet, who emptied the cup against the scent of tea, asked carefully.
"Can I drink more?"
"of course!"
As if she was happy, Angie brought a new teapot.
After returning from the kitchen with a teapot, Angie came back with a faintly sweet smell.
Juliet smiled at the smell of butter that stimulates the sense of smell.
"I'm baking scones in the kitchen."
At the word scone, the other passengers sitting in the dining room raised their heads at once like a meerkat.
"If you wait a little, I'll get it."
It's expensive. Juliet admired.
'Even though it's expensive, I was good at taking a train instead of a boat.
I was willing to pay enough for this luxury.
I even liked that the number of passengers is not so large.

tuk tuk tuk
"Ah."
Somehow, the day was cloudy from morning, the train was on the ridge
As soon as it passed, it started to rain little by little.
"Is a typhoon coming?"
"What typhoon is this season? It's just a passing rain."
Juliet, who was nervous for a moment and inadvertently gripped the teacup, sighed at the conversation coming from the back seat.
It was rain passing by as he said.
Relieved Juliet watched the raindrops knocking on the train window little by little.
On a rainy day, sitting on a train holding a black tea while looking at the lush mountains.
A little later, freshly baked scones will be served.
Oh, it's the best.
A sweet sigh flowed out of the temple to the peace that I have been enjoying after a long time.
The number of passengers on the train was not very large, especially in the restaurant train.
Nevertheless, the gaze suddenly felt, so Juliet raised her head.
The unexpected suspect was sitting right in front of Juliet's nose.
The baby, sitting two spaces ahead of Juliet, was looking at Juliet with curious eyes.
'cute------!"
Particularly, the soft cheeks of the lower cheeks were very cute.
I bite my lips gently, but Juliet couldn't hold back her laughter.
When Juliet looked at the baby and laughed wide, the baby also grinned and waved at Juliet.
"Ppa!"
"Oh my. Who do you keep laughing at, huh?"
When the baby's mother in the front seat said so, Juliet quickly lowered her head, pretending to look at the teacup, as if when she laughed.
Baby.
It was something that Juliet had never had in her two lives.
Juliet's smile disappeared from her face reflected in the tea.
Actually, only once.
There was a time I almost had it.
Almost before her death in the first life. As it is now, Juliet in her first life was a nobody, nothing special.
But when the physician told her she had children, Juliette seemed to have become something special. I was inflated with the hope that I could do anything.
It didn't last long.

"Even if we don't get married, we can have the child. Lennox, if we have a baby-"
"There's no 'if'. Juliet"

However, the only thing that came back was a cold answer.

"You don't understand? Even if you have children, you won't have anything to do."

Even if it wasn't because of that, Juliet couldn't hold the baby in her arms.
Even during the second life,
From time to time Juliet used to chew the cold words alone.
Juliet touched the chilled teacup.

thud.

Then the train suddenly stopped.
Realizing that, she looked out the window.
Juliet's train passed through several stations on its way to the eastern gateway.
Just as Juliet was picked up in the capital, it was a system of dropping guests off at the station, pick up new passengers and luggage, and departing for their destination again.
The station also seemed to pick up new passengers.
Juliet was looking out the window and suddenly she heard a loud noise from the back.
thud!
"It's loaded!"
Juliet glanced at the back.
Come to think of it, the three tail wagons at the back of the train were spaces for luggage.
I don't know what the identity is, but it seems like he carried something incredibly huge.
The moment Juliet thought so, suspicious men dressed all over black jumped on the train.
....uh?'
Juliet opened her eyes for an instant.

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i started to hate ML, if i was Juliet ,i marry the second mL. There has a novel which also has similar content, i forgot the name, it said after reincarnation, FL run away and never want to invoice with prince (her last lover) ,later she loves the ML ,i feel it is good . LENNOX even knows her weakness, fear ,but choose to quiet and ignore her

SilverSoul1 · Oct 22, 2020

hoangmai331 said: ↑

i started to hate ML, if i was Juliet ,i marry the second mL. There has a novel which also has similar content, i forgot the name, it said after reincarnation, FL run away and never want to invoice with prince (her last lover) ,later she loves the ML ,i feel it is good . LENNOX even knows her weakness, fear ,but choose to quiet and ignore her
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I wish you could remember the title. It seems fun to read! Do tell me if you remember it

hoangmai331 · Oct 22, 2020

SilverSoul1 said: ↑

I wish you could remember the title. It seems fun to read! Do tell me if you remember it
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i google it, it is i refuse to be a flower , actually i read whole novel on naver, it is free and u can use translation tool to read, however i dont have the link, perhap you copy the korean name and search . It is very interesting but the more you read it is deeper into magic and i got lost for understanding =)))

Luluchan · Oct 23, 2020

hoangmai331 said: ↑

i google it, it is i refuse to be a flower , actually i read whole novel on naver, it is free and u can use translation tool to read, however i dont have the link, perhap you copy the korean name and search . It is very interesting but the more you read it is deeper into magic and i got lost for understanding =)))
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Can you tell me how to translate on kakaopage?

Cerealisa · Oct 23, 2020

Luluchan said: ↑

Thank you for the spoilerr Btw, can someone explain me, how to translate completely like this? I usually use 2 cellphones and take pictures, I think it's very inefficient
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i use pc for capt pic and mtl, for mtl i use google(mostly), yandex, and papago

44

As soon as Juliet got to know all the things, Zakari apologized over and over again.
Juliet deliberately and quietly folded her arms, and she was embarrassed and gave an unquestioned explanation.
It wasn't her intention, but it was pretty helpful to figure out the situation.
It was said that the villagers who wanted to give her a job changed words overnight were all dukes behind her uncles.
Juliet asked with excitement at his words.
"No, why?"
Surprisingly, Zakari replied only what had been honestly with his face.
"You threatened not to leave your nephew, whom you barely met in decades, if you barely try to organize paperwork or clean your desk."
"..."
What was even more amazing was the job of her daughter's tutor, which Zakari, who was embarrassed, suggested to Juliet yesterday.
Zakari's daughter, Lizbell, was a child who loved the chubby snack.
"Sister!"
Lizbell hugged Juliet for the first time in her life.
"You can't be hugged by anyone for sweets, Lisbell."
She did say that, but Juliet hugged Lisbell tightly.
The body temperature is higher than that of adults, so it is warm and soft, and even smells sweet.
Besides, it makes me happy with just one cookie.
Little children are so small and cute.
Her hands and mouth were small, but it was so strange that it was so filthy that Juliet asked, holding a third cookie in Lisbell's hand.
"Lisbell, how old are you?"
Lizbell shouted confidently, spreading five fingers of her right hand.
"Three years old!"
cute!
Juliet hugged Lisbell tightly.
On the one hand, Zakari's idea was so absurd that tears fell.
What? tutor? Teach the handwriting?
"I'm sorry for not being able to tell you in advance, but the old man gave me an ambiogous order..."
Zakari, who was watching her daughter's jokes from the side, quickly lowered the tip of his eyebrows as soon as his eyes met Juliet in the cold wind and showed a pitiful expression as much as possible.
It was a week like suddenly falling in the middle of a play, but in fact Juliet didn't care much.
There was another thing that bothered her more than that.......
"What? That's Aunt Lilian's child?"
Juliet looked to the side where the voice had been heard.
"Ha! It makes sense to appear suddenly after not having any news?
Impressive red hair anytime.
So, it was the one that Juliet encountered at the stagecoach coming to Robell a few days ago.
'I should have recognized it since I saw red hair. His name was Theor Batan, and unfortunately, he was the second of the two sons of Izaq Lebatan, Juliet's eldest uncle.'
He was said to be the youngest of Lionel's grandchildren.
Theo whispered to the whole mansion, turned his head and walked towards Juliet holding Lisbell.
"Hey you!"
Then he pointed at Juliet with a big shot.
"Tell me honestly with your mouth. You came to the old man's legacy, right?"
Theo was rude and impudent enough to talk about this in front of her.

***

Gray, Izak's first son, wasn't as striking as his younger brother Theo.
Gray, with reddish brown hair, was much more mature than Theo. Gray said he was five years older than Theo.
"Sorry." (gray say to juliet)
"What dude?!"
The mental age didn't seem to be much different when I saw it hot.
In Juliet's eyes, the red hair was a paternal inheritance, but except for that, Gray seemed to resemble a delightful mother rather than a hot-blooded father.
"I'm sorry. That's the kind of guy who's usually had bad-tempered."
Gray approached and said to Juliet, who was drinking tea alone in the room.
It seems that he heard what happened in the parlor a little while ago, and it seemed to me that he would apologize for his brother's rudeness.
Gray turned the chair opposite Juliet upside down and sat down.
Juliet looked up and asked.
"Even if it's usually empty, doesn't he say,'I'm not that bad boy in the first place'?"
Gray shrugged.
"How do you say it's not right? I'll have to talk to my parents."
However, Izaq, who is the father of two brothers and becomes the eldest uncle to Juliet, seemed to have a simple and honest personality.
Juliet wondered what kind of aunt theo and Gray's mother would be.
She was away from the house for the top job, so she was scheduled to meet by tomorrow.
"Anyway. Don't worry too much and just ignore it. Ash is inherently malicious, but it doesn't last that long."
"I'm fine. It's fun, anyway."
It wasn't empty words. Juliet was the only daughter of a male and female without siblings.
So sometimes I thought about what it would be like to have brothers and sisters. I certainly wouldn't be bored.
"But I don't know why the ash really does that."
Gray glanced at her head.
"Isn't that because I thought I was the lovely youngest in the family?"
"Love, what-----
Gray, who was dropping sugar cubes in a teacup, shrugged his shoulders and asked. As if he heard a sound he couldn't hear
"No, he's never been like that since he was born. It's more likely that grandpa's legacy and stuff are real."
"is that so?"
"Huh."
Juliet pondered, avoiding Gray's attempt to add sugar to my teacup.
The first impression was pretty bad tho.
However, I thought it wasn't the only reason Theo hated me so much.
'If it's really about miscarriage, you don't have to worry about it.'
It's a little cool, but Juliet thought so.
In fact, even Lionel alone. Gloves and hairpins stolen by Mrs. Ronda.
Lionel used the gloves and hairpins that Mrs. Ronda had stolen to make sure that Juliet really was her only granddaughter.
It was a pleasure to meet her maternal grandfather who didn't even know existed, but Juliet didn't expect that she would be a part of their lives.
I didn't even want to.
If Juliet wasn't Lilian's daughter and Lilian wasn't Lionel's daughter, wouldn't it be a relationship that couldn't be established?
In other words, only blood ties existed between them.
That doesn't mean it's bad, but it needed to be clear.
Theo's miscarriage means that there will be more people who think so.
'That's great.'
Maybe Theo has something she doesn't know.
And Juliet wasn't very interested in others' circumstances.
I'm used to being hated anyway. No matter what.
But Juliet only hates by him for no reason.
I couldn't stand it.
After sitting down for a while, Juliet lowered her glass and went to the armchair by the window of the living room where Lionel was sitting.
Just in time, Zakari and a few Lebatang aides gathered to ask Lionel's opinion.
"grandfather."
"Yes, Juliet."
Lionel smiled gently when he found Juliet.
"Why?"
The living room where Lionel Lebatan was sitting was open on all sides, so it was easy for everyone in the mansion to look in by turning their heads.
Juliet walked slowly to him.
One, two, three.

DUG

Then she kneel at Lionel's feet, as if her knee had been bent.
she bowed her head wide.
"Juliet? Lady?"
"Oh, young lady?"
Hearing the confused voices of the people around her, she seemed doing properly.
Juliet counted inward to five, then raised her head and said grimly.
"Believe me. I didn't know anything about heritage or anything like that. Really..."
"A heritage?"
"i want to clear the thing that I came to this place because I wanted my grandfather's legacy. Actually, it wasn't even my mother's daughter...."
"What is that!"
"No, my lady. Who the hell is saying that?"
The employees standing next to him were amazed and angry instead.
"I don't want to tell you who did it. But if they think so, I'm okay with just------- it's okay to think that way. I just wanted my grandfather not to think that way... so I wanted to resolve the misunderstanding. "
Juliet roughly moved the lines.
Actually, the lines were good.
The important thing was expression and timing.
"Really. Trust me, Grandpa."
Except for Lionel, the aides were shocked.
"Oh, lady..."
However, Lionel looked down at such a granddaughter and seemed to hold back his laughter somehow.
"Yeah. Stop. getting up, Juliet. I don't know who's talking about such a ridiculous story, but-."
At that point, as Lionel wandered through the house, some flinched.
"I promise. In the future, I won't let anyone enlist you in that way."
Juliet got up with support from the people around her, not forgetting her acting pitiful until the end.
Of course, I didn't forget to smile secretly at Theo, who saw this scene while standing on the second floor landing.
Yes.
Juliet really was a personality that couldn't see anyone hating her for no reason.
'So you have to make one reason.'
Juliet smiled brightly when she made eye contact with Theo.
"Isn't that a complete twist...?
Theo, who was astonished, seemed to mutter, but it didn't matter.
But there were some things Juliet didn't know.
Their uncles, who were standing a few steps away from them, with large welcome cakes in both hands, saw all this scene.
Lionel's three sons were shocked to see all these sights, even to the eyes going between Juliet and Theo.
In turn, Izak, Baris and Kailos. (Three sons of lebatan)
The three brothers were stiff at the command and then came to their senses and exchanged appreciation for what they had just seen.
"Ugh."
"Brother, did you just see that?"
"Oh my God, you do the same thing with Lily------!"
"You can't cheat with blood------"
"It must be Lilian's daughter."

so in the past, Juliet's Mother doing the same act like juliet did.

45

The train has reached the eastern gateway.
Angie stopped moving the large box.
She was an employee working in history.
The train stopped, so the history was very cool because it was built with a lot of money, although there were few passengers.
Still, it was a quiet station, but it rained rarely today, and the weather was so ugly.
Angie grumbled and walked fast.
"uh......?"
There was a smell of forest somewhere. To be precise, it was like standing in the middle of a thick forest on a rainy day.
While looking around, Enji found a man leaning under a colonnade outside. (enji,enzie,angie is the same person, just lazy to edit her name)
Standing in the shade at an angle, she couldn't see his face, but he looked like a young man in silhouette. It's also tall.
Was it watching the rain, or want to meet someone?
'But the hatch is on the other side...'
Enzy stopped without knowing and was looking at him.
Only that space seemed to be flowing slowly.
As if a strange day had risen, only the sound of rain was heard loudly.
In fact, she wasn't the only one who stopped.
she wasn't courageous enough to go and talk, but the people going back and forth on the platform were also glancing at that side.
Somehow, it was ordered, and Enji had been in the place for a while.
What scent was this?
The main passengers of the train are the wealthy commoners, which is not common, but occasionally.
Instead of smoking tobacco that gives off a disgusting smell, passengers who have soothing effects and have a unique scent are smoking ties.
Enji only knew it was an incredibly expensive luxury.
It was vague whether it was the scent of the thick forest or the wet soil, but Enji knew what the scent was called.
This is because a colleague told me a few days ago.
'White scent.'
It was called sandalwood. Enji, who remembered, became a little proud of herself.
Because of the man's distraction, Angie reacted slowly to a beat when an unknown voice called her from behind.
"Excuse me."
"Ah?"
Angie looked back in amazement.
It was the stranger who called her up.
"Are you Miss Enzulos Dilov?"
"Uh... yes, it's me."
After a long time, Enji, who became known as her real name she hated, had a shivering expression.
But soon she was a little scared.
This is because there was no expression on the face of the person who asked her.
Looking at his dark skin, he seemed to be from a desert nation.
It wasn't a particularly harsh impression, but it was scary somehow.
Curiously, the impression was blurry as if it was difficult to recognize when we encountered them again.
It felt like that even though you was facing face to face.
"What is it?"
"I'm Hardin. I'm looking for a passenger, and you're Ms. Enzulos, who worked on the train to Jeon Aquitaine for six days?"
"If it was six days ago... yes"
Only then, Enzy softened the boundaries.
It was a tremendous event. Anyone who knew even a little about Angie wanted to ask about it. It's been a rage for days.
That day, Angie really was about to die.
When men with swords appeared, took the passengers hostage and started fighting with each other, Angie thought she was dying there.
While talking, Angie glanced at a man named Hardin.
Does this man belong to somewhere?
After that, people came from here and there to find out what happened.
They asked all the passengers and crew on the train, but they shook their heads and went back to see if the answer wasn't good enough.
The staff were restless, but it was heard that the forest clan and the fairly large <Red Wagon Wheel> guild were next to each other.
The <Red Wagon> Guild is a group that has recently become famous in the East, and has earned a reputation for making money through illegal underground business.
At the moment of the knives, Angie passed out in good time, and when she opened her eyes, it was after everything was over.
Fortunately, the situation ended without casualties.
To be precise, the armed group was suppressed and the clan of the forest, who did not reveal their identity, slowly left the place.
Aquitaine's lord dispatched an investigator, but it was only a formal procedure.
Enzy's fellow employees complained that Lord Aquitaine and the <Red Wagon> guild would not receive any punishment because they were'closed'.
But isn't it not possible?
"It's ridiculous that such people aren't punished!"
Angie argued in resentment, and the man who introduced himself as Hardin listened silently to the broadband and took the body out.
"The train I was looking for was on board."
Hardin talked about the impression of the passenger he was looking for.
Light brown hair, blue eyes, a female passenger in her twenties traveling alone.
In the meantime, I showed a portrait similar to a sketch.
"Did you know?"
"Yes, i remember."
Forgetting to complain, Enji immediately flashed her eyes.
There are very few female passengers traveling alone, so Enji remembered her clearly.
"Obviously, she's going to the East Gate to meet husband..."
For the first time, Hardin, who had always been expressionless, groaned for the first time.
Each time she wore a veil, it was only a short time she saw her face, but Angie clearly remembered her appearance.
It was bound to be an impressive guest.
The light brown hair, flowing gently, shimmered silver in the sunlight whenever it moved.
A round forehead that seems to come from a classic masterpiece, her eyes and white cheeks. It's certainly not something you can see.
She clearly said she was on her way to see her husband and showed her the ring as well.
But, paradoxically, Angie remembers the words because she half-believed the story.
It may be because of seeing so many passengers while working as a attendant for several years, Angie had some kind of professional intuition.
The woman was constantly putting down a black veil. The average married woman doesn't wear such clothes.
So it was an atmosphere that seemed to have a deep story somewhere.
I wasn't asked, but rather than going to see deeply, it seemed like broke up.
Enji, who had been thinking up to that point, got her mind up.
"Hah, but I can't answer passengers' personal information!"
Enji showed her professional consciousness one step later.
It seemed a little late already, but she tried to be as strict as possible.
It was the moment when Hardin opened his mouth as if to persuade her.
"husband."
I felt shiver behind my back.
Angie knew who was behind her before even looking back.
Sandalwood fragrance circulated on the tip of my nose.
It was the man who had been watching the rain for a long time leaning on the colonnade.
Enzy breathed without knowing it.
It was nothing special.
The uncommon trinkets of men's attire were not so noticeable in history, where there were many wealthy train passengers.
Still, it was difficult to take my eyes off somehow.
.".....Lord."
Hardin tried to intervene, but the man raised his hand to restrain him and quickly smiled.
"Did you say so? husband?"
"Ah yes."
Angie replied stuttering as if she had spilled something.
Actually, I was a little surprised.
My eyes, which had been cool all the time without an expression, curled finely at the moment of a light smile.
There was a feeling of overbearing, similar to the lowly voiced sound.
Angie woke up.
Somehow, I had such an intuition. Perhaps the woman who introduced herself as Lilian Seneca lied.
I thought that the identity and name she said would all be fake.
And the reason she got on the train with such a false name is probably because of this man.
Enji tightened the box by applying strength to her arm.
Then she took a few steps back in a vigilant manner.
Lilian Seneca-no matter what her real name may be-used a fake name and identity to escape this man.
Angie decided not to give this man any information.
Is this man a stalker after her, or for inevitable circumstances
How do you judge if it's a broken lover
Whatever her real status, she was also a kind passenger for Angie. Angie wanted to help her.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't tell you that personal information."
Although courageous and firmly spoken, Enji was a bit nervous.
"I wasn't asking for that, so you don't have to be alert."
The man, like a well-forged blade, said calmly.
Angie shrugs defensively.
Regardless of what he confessed, Enji was not going to tell him a word.
However, despite Enzy's determination, the man did not ask where she went.
"Is it safe?"
"Yeah?"
"I heard there was an accident."
"Ah... yes, that's right."
Yes it was. Because she was on the train too.
It was then that Angie realized what was the first question he would be wondering if he was looking for someone on the train in which the accident occurred.
"Somewhere, was there any injuries?"
Angie was startled.
It was just a moment, but the man's silent voice asking so seemed to be suppressed.
Like a person who barely holds his emotions.

our ml worried about juliet's safety

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"Ah------ Yes. she was fine. she didn't even have any treatment, So she wouldn't be hurt."
"Okay, that's enough."
After witnessing lightly, the man turned back in an uncomfortable attitude.
Angie looked at the back for a while and called out without knowing.
"Well, there!"
Enji, who hurriedly pursued the man, eventually gave him all the information she knew.
"she's wearing a ring, so I told her that my husband was working at the eastern gate too. And she got off at Roadel. So... maybe Carcassonne, she went near there."
There was nothing much to say about information.
"This, that's all. All I know is that----" . .
"Thank you for your cooperation."
The man, who was listening quietly, bowed his head in a polite manner until the end and left.
"okay then."
A man named Hardin also walked lightly and passed through history following the leading man.
Even after they left, Enji couldn't leave for a while.
Enji, who was holding the box, remembered something important.
'I remembered it.'
Why was sandalwood used to it?
Sandalwood was one of the most expensive scents.
Enji, who is not interested in luxury goods such as enjoyment, knew what sandalwood is.
Still, it was because of a passenger a few days ago that Angie asked a colleague what the scent was.
A woman with few words and a somewhat shady atmosphere.
Her wrists and collar also smelled the same subtle sandalwood scent as the man just before.
Angie pleased that she did not do the worst to a passenger she did not know her name.
***
'It's Carcassonne.'
I first thought of being Juliet.
"Master."
Hardin hurriedly followed him with an umbrella.
Lennox was still contemplated until they passed through the rain and climbed into a wagon on a secluded roadside.
Hardin folded his umbrella and climbed into the carriage with him.
"It must be a festival of the dead."
Lennox could easily come up with the reason why she went to karcassonne.
Several times, Juliet talked about the festival held in Carcassonne like a habit.
"It's a parade wearing a gorgeous mask. To prevent death from finding itself. "
I hated the noisy seats, but I liked those festivals.
However, I never thought deeply.
she said that she would like to go at least once someday, but never asked if she could take him with her or if he could go with her.
A woman named Juliet Monad was like that every time.
It was weird why I didn't notice immediately.
In retrospect, it was a good-natured behavior.
Rather than letting her look quietly hoping for something and looking forward to it, Juliet left him and talked about what she wanted to do.
Juliet left him outside at some point. And the line clouded his judgment. He was the one who nailed her not to wish for more than that.
Lennox fiddled with what was grasped in his hand like a habit.
It could be a coincidence.
Juliet may have just come to the eastern gateway to see the festival she has always wanted to see.
And, really unfortunately, the city where the festival is held may be the city where her old fiance is.
All of this could be just a coincidence.
But Lennox knew how hard his patience was.
He didn't want to assume the possibility that all of this would be non-accidental.
".......Lord."
Hardin's face was anxious.
"Vincente Bowman."
"....."
"Did you say he still in the East?"
"Yes that's right."
Hardin answered faithfully, but on the one hand, he could not hide his anxiety.
It's been a long time since that name come out from Duke of Carlyle's mouth.
Vicente Bowman was the second son of the Marquis of Bowman and was somehow an ordinary aristocratic young man serving as an officer.
It was known that her reputation was not bad in the past because of his compliant appearance.
In other words, it was a story that wasn't a great person enough to Lennox to know the existence.
Nevertheless.
There was only one reason for Duke of Carlisle to remember the name, which is only one of the common nobles in the empire.
This is because he was engaged to the only daughter of the Monad family.
It was exactly seven years ago, until Juliet lost his parents and the family collapsed.
Juliet never told Lennox about the engagement.
It wasn't surprising that the Duke wasn't interested in her lover's past love history.
Therefore, it was only by coincidence that Lennox learned that Juliet Monad had a fiance.
About a few years ago, Lennox Carlisle had encountered Marquis Bowman(father's fiance) by chance in the capital.
Until then, Lennox didn't even know what the Marquis Bowman was in the family. I have never heard of a name and have no interest.
However, Marquis Bowman, like other guests who attended the party that day, tried tirelessly to somehow gain the favor of Duke Carlyle.
"Then we have something in common, Majesty Duke."
The Marquis of Bowman tried to find something in common.
The Marquis' efforts weren't wrong.
Usually, in most social skills, finding something in common with the other person was the basic of the basics.
However, the marquis' topic selection was the worst.
"The Juliet Monad."
He foolishly put the name of the duke's lover in his mouth.
But anyway, Bowman did achieve his goal.
At the party that day, he was uniquely monopolizing the attention of Duke Carlyle.
"There was a time when Juliet decided to join him with our second son. Well, it's all before. Haha."
What the Marquis wanted was a slightly different kind of interest, but from that day on, Lennox Carlisle became very interested in the Marquis of Bowman.
"Vincente Bowman."
Specifically, limited to Vincente Bowman, the second son of the Marquis of Bowman.
"Find out where and what he's doing."
Immediately after the party that day, Duke of Carlyle ordered hardin to investigate.
Hardin steadily wrote a report on everything that was known about Vicente Bowman without any error.
In fact, until then, Hardin had no idea that the investigation would involve the Juliet Monad.
The report said that he was a pretty handsome officer, was engaged to the only daughter of the Monad family in the past, and even though the family had not collapsed, he almost became the son-in-law of Daryl and inherited the Count of Monad.
In simple terms, it was a story that there was nothing to explain except for the name of Juliet Monad to discuss the life of Vincente Bowman's extraordinary.
But then Hardin considered this to be an entirely separate, separate matter.
For example, the Duke of Carlisle ordered an investigation of the family's son in order to pinpoint the business weakness of the Marquis of Bowman. (he was getting anxious lol)
Because Lennox Carlisle, whom he knows, was a man who had no interest in juliet lover's past.
When using people, he did not choose any means and methods, but on the one hand, he didn't care about juliet's lover at all.
It didn't matter who's wife in the past or who made eye contact.
Should I say it is buried or scaryly fair?
But since that day, Lenox has not had anything to do with the Marquis.
He never mentioned again about the passing Turovinte Bowman.
That's why Hardin has forgotten about Vicente Bowman for the past few years.
"Find him."
"Who are you talking about?"
Just a few days ago.
So, until the owner of the blue room, who seemed to be holding the place forever, ran away from the duke's residence.
And Hardin learned some surprising news about Vicente Bowman's current situation.
A few years ago, until the last time he gathered information, Vicente Bowman was a young soldier with a decent career.
It is ambiguous to say that it is a road to success, but it was steadily brightening a decent promotion course.
He is not exceptional, but his family is good and his stats are good, so he will be able to aim at a pretty good position in a few years.
In terms of the shot expression, it was about'a prospect with anticipation of the future'.
However, immediately after that, Vincente Bowman suddenly escaped from the classic course and was transferred to the remote eastern gateway.
It was extremely rare to be suddenly deployed to the east.
And the time when Vincente Bowman left the capital and sent to the east coincided exactly with the time when Hardin delivered information about him at the request of Duke Carlyle.
Hardin could not erase the reasonable doubt that Duke Carlisle was involved in the work.
"...."
Even when I newly found out, Vicente Bowman said that because of his severe gambling addiction, he fell into a gambling light and was struggling with his family.
Hardin was confused. His job in the first place is not to judge, but to do what it is commanded to do.
Nevertheless, Hadin could not determine whether his suspicions were reasonable or blinded by the feelings of the moment.
"It's a wedding ring."
The nice hand tapped the window sill slowly.
"It's weird. I've never give anything like that."
Lennox knew what he was upset about.
Three years ago, when he first became aware of the existence of Vicente Bowman.
It wasn't the Marquis of Bowman, who made fun of his mouth without knowing the subject, or his pathetic son.
He was angry at Juliet for not saying anything.
Three years have passed, but nothing has changed.
It was the woman who still disturbed him the most.
Juliet Monad's social range was surprisingly small.
Even in the north, there was no trace of contact with anyone how quietly they lived.
In Juliet's overly clean human relationship, there was only one man who had at least one contact between the past and the present.
"....... she's not even greedy, my girl."
It would have been much easier if Juliet Monad had been greedy.
I would have been able to choose whether to lose interest and to abandon it, or to lose interest and to skin it.
When he slowly closed and opened his eyes, the grieving man returned to his usual cold face.
The man reflected in the transparent window was like a well-forged sword.
"Go."
"Where can I take you?"
Lennox smiled at once, and replied briefly.
"Carcassonne."

its been a week, right? i finished one project huhu and the rest of five tasks still waiting for me. Have a nice day anyone

Luluchan · Oct 23, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

i use pc for capt pic and mtl, for mtl i use google(mostly), yandex, and papago

44

As soon as Juliet got to know all the things, Zakari apologized over and over again.
Juliet deliberately and quietly folded her arms, and she was embarrassed and gave an unquestioned explanation.
It wasn't her intention, but it was pretty helpful to figure out the situation.
It was said that the villagers who wanted to give her a job changed words overnight were all dukes behind her uncles.
Juliet asked with excitement at his words.
"No, why?"
Surprisingly, Zakari replied only what had been honestly with his face.
"You threatened not to leave your nephew, whom you barely met in decades, if you barely try to organize paperwork or clean your desk."
"..."
What was even more amazing was the job of her daughter's tutor, which Zakari, who was embarrassed, suggested to Juliet yesterday.
Zakari's daughter, Lizbell, was a child who loved the chubby snack.
"Sister!"
Lizbell hugged Juliet for the first time in her life.
"You can't be hugged by anyone for sweets, Lisbell."
She did say that, but Juliet hugged Lisbell tightly.
The body temperature is higher than that of adults, so it is warm and soft, and even smells sweet.
Besides, it makes me happy with just one cookie.
Little children are so small and cute.
Her hands and mouth were small, but it was so strange that it was so filthy that Juliet asked, holding a third cookie in Lisbell's hand.
"Lisbell, how old are you?"
Lizbell shouted confidently, spreading five fingers of her right hand.
"Three years old!"
cute!
Juliet hugged Lisbell tightly.
On the one hand, Zakari's idea was so absurd that tears fell.
What? tutor? Teach the handwriting?
"I'm sorry for not being able to tell you in advance, but the old man gave me an ambiogous order..."
Zakari, who was watching her daughter's jokes from the side, quickly lowered the tip of his eyebrows as soon as his eyes met Juliet in the cold wind and showed a pitiful expression as much as possible.
It was a week like suddenly falling in the middle of a play, but in fact Juliet didn't care much.
There was another thing that bothered her more than that.......
"What? That's Aunt Lilian's child?"
Juliet looked to the side where the voice had been heard.
"Ha! It makes sense to appear suddenly after not having any news?
Impressive red hair anytime.
So, it was the one that Juliet encountered at the stagecoach coming to Robell a few days ago.
'I should have recognized it since I saw red hair. His name was Theor Batan, and unfortunately, he was the second of the two sons of Izaq Lebatan, Juliet's eldest uncle.'
He was said to be the youngest of Lionel's grandchildren.
Theo whispered to the whole mansion, turned his head and walked towards Juliet holding Lisbell.
"Hey you!"
Then he pointed at Juliet with a big shot.
"Tell me honestly with your mouth. You came to the old man's legacy, right?"
Theo was rude and impudent enough to talk about this in front of her.

***

Gray, Izak's first son, wasn't as striking as his younger brother Theo.
Gray, with reddish brown hair, was much more mature than Theo. Gray said he was five years older than Theo.
"Sorry." (gray say to juliet)
"What dude?!"
The mental age didn't seem to be much different when I saw it hot.
In Juliet's eyes, the red hair was a paternal inheritance, but except for that, Gray seemed to resemble a delightful mother rather than a hot-blooded father.
"I'm sorry. That's the kind of guy who's usually had bad-tempered."
Gray approached and said to Juliet, who was drinking tea alone in the room.
It seems that he heard what happened in the parlor a little while ago, and it seemed to me that he would apologize for his brother's rudeness.
Gray turned the chair opposite Juliet upside down and sat down.
Juliet looked up and asked.
"Even if it's usually empty, doesn't he say,'I'm not that bad boy in the first place'?"
Gray shrugged.
"How do you say it's not right? I'll have to talk to my parents."
However, Izaq, who is the father of two brothers and becomes the eldest uncle to Juliet, seemed to have a simple and honest personality.
Juliet wondered what kind of aunt theo and Gray's mother would be.
She was away from the house for the top job, so she was scheduled to meet by tomorrow.
"Anyway. Don't worry too much and just ignore it. Ash is inherently malicious, but it doesn't last that long."
"I'm fine. It's fun, anyway."
It wasn't empty words. Juliet was the only daughter of a male and female without siblings.
So sometimes I thought about what it would be like to have brothers and sisters. I certainly wouldn't be bored.
"But I don't know why the ash really does that."
Gray glanced at her head.
"Isn't that because I thought I was the lovely youngest in the family?"
"Love, what-----
Gray, who was dropping sugar cubes in a teacup, shrugged his shoulders and asked. As if he heard a sound he couldn't hear
"No, he's never been like that since he was born. It's more likely that grandpa's legacy and stuff are real."
"is that so?"
"Huh."
Juliet pondered, avoiding Gray's attempt to add sugar to my teacup.
The first impression was pretty bad tho.
However, I thought it wasn't the only reason Theo hated me so much.
'If it's really about miscarriage, you don't have to worry about it.'
It's a little cool, but Juliet thought so.
In fact, even Lionel alone. Gloves and hairpins stolen by Mrs. Ronda.
Lionel used the gloves and hairpins that Mrs. Ronda had stolen to make sure that Juliet really was her only granddaughter.
It was a pleasure to meet her maternal grandfather who didn't even know existed, but Juliet didn't expect that she would be a part of their lives.
I didn't even want to.
If Juliet wasn't Lilian's daughter and Lilian wasn't Lionel's daughter, wouldn't it be a relationship that couldn't be established?
In other words, only blood ties existed between them.
That doesn't mean it's bad, but it needed to be clear.
Theo's miscarriage means that there will be more people who think so.
'That's great.'
Maybe Theo has something she doesn't know.
And Juliet wasn't very interested in others' circumstances.
I'm used to being hated anyway. No matter what.
But Juliet only hates by him for no reason.
I couldn't stand it.
After sitting down for a while, Juliet lowered her glass and went to the armchair by the window of the living room where Lionel was sitting.
Just in time, Zakari and a few Lebatang aides gathered to ask Lionel's opinion.
"grandfather."
"Yes, Juliet."
Lionel smiled gently when he found Juliet.
"Why?"
The living room where Lionel Lebatan was sitting was open on all sides, so it was easy for everyone in the mansion to look in by turning their heads.
Juliet walked slowly to him.
One, two, three.

DUG

Then she kneel at Lionel's feet, as if her knee had been bent.
she bowed her head wide.
"Juliet? Lady?"
"Oh, young lady?"
Hearing the confused voices of the people around her, she seemed doing properly.
Juliet counted inward to five, then raised her head and said grimly.
"Believe me. I didn't know anything about heritage or anything like that. Really..."
"A heritage?"
"i want to clear the thing that I came to this place because I wanted my grandfather's legacy. Actually, it wasn't even my mother's daughter...."
"What is that!"
"No, my lady. Who the hell is saying that?"
The employees standing next to him were amazed and angry instead.
"I don't want to tell you who did it. But if they think so, I'm okay with just------- it's okay to think that way. I just wanted my grandfather not to think that way... so I wanted to resolve the misunderstanding. "
Juliet roughly moved the lines.
Actually, the lines were good.
The important thing was expression and timing.
"Really. Trust me, Grandpa."
Except for Lionel, the aides were shocked.
"Oh, lady..."
However, Lionel looked down at such a granddaughter and seemed to hold back his laughter somehow.
"Yeah. Stop. getting up, Juliet. I don't know who's talking about such a ridiculous story, but-."
At that point, as Lionel wandered through the house, some flinched.
"I promise. In the future, I won't let anyone enlist you in that way."
Juliet got up with support from the people around her, not forgetting her acting pitiful until the end.
Of course, I didn't forget to smile secretly at Theo, who saw this scene while standing on the second floor landing.
Yes.
Juliet really was a personality that couldn't see anyone hating her for no reason.
'So you have to make one reason.'
Juliet smiled brightly when she made eye contact with Theo.
"Isn't that a complete twist...?
Theo, who was astonished, seemed to mutter, but it didn't matter.
But there were some things Juliet didn't know.
Their uncles, who were standing a few steps away from them, with large welcome cakes in both hands, saw all this scene.
Lionel's three sons were shocked to see all these sights, even to the eyes going between Juliet and Theo.
In turn, Izak, Baris and Kailos. (Three sons of lebatan)
The three brothers were stiff at the command and then came to their senses and exchanged appreciation for what they had just seen.
"Ugh."
"Brother, did you just see that?"
"Oh my God, you do the same thing with Lily------!"
"You can't cheat with blood------"
"It must be Lilian's daughter."

so in the past, Juliet's Mother doing the same act like juliet did.

45

The train has reached the eastern gateway.
Angie stopped moving the large box.
She was an employee working in history.
The train stopped, so the history was very cool because it was built with a lot of money, although there were few passengers.
Still, it was a quiet station, but it rained rarely today, and the weather was so ugly.
Angie grumbled and walked fast.
"uh......?"
There was a smell of forest somewhere. To be precise, it was like standing in the middle of a thick forest on a rainy day.
While looking around, Enji found a man leaning under a colonnade outside. (enji,enzie,angie is the same person, just lazy to edit her name)
Standing in the shade at an angle, she couldn't see his face, but he looked like a young man in silhouette. It's also tall.
Was it watching the rain, or want to meet someone?
'But the hatch is on the other side...'
Enzy stopped without knowing and was looking at him.
Only that space seemed to be flowing slowly.
As if a strange day had risen, only the sound of rain was heard loudly.
In fact, she wasn't the only one who stopped.
she wasn't courageous enough to go and talk, but the people going back and forth on the platform were also glancing at that side.
Somehow, it was ordered, and Enji had been in the place for a while.
What scent was this?
The main passengers of the train are the wealthy commoners, which is not common, but occasionally.
Instead of smoking tobacco that gives off a disgusting smell, passengers who have soothing effects and have a unique scent are smoking ties.
Enji only knew it was an incredibly expensive luxury.
It was vague whether it was the scent of the thick forest or the wet soil, but Enji knew what the scent was called.
This is because a colleague told me a few days ago.
'White scent.'
It was called sandalwood. Enji, who remembered, became a little proud of herself.
Because of the man's distraction, Angie reacted slowly to a beat when an unknown voice called her from behind.
"Excuse me."
"Ah?"
Angie looked back in amazement.
It was the stranger who called her up.
"Are you Miss Enzulos Dilov?"
"Uh... yes, it's me."
After a long time, Enji, who became known as her real name she hated, had a shivering expression.
But soon she was a little scared.
This is because there was no expression on the face of the person who asked her.
Looking at his dark skin, he seemed to be from a desert nation.
It wasn't a particularly harsh impression, but it was scary somehow.
Curiously, the impression was blurry as if it was difficult to recognize when we encountered them again.
It felt like that even though you was facing face to face.
"What is it?"
"I'm Hardin. I'm looking for a passenger, and you're Ms. Enzulos, who worked on the train to Jeon Aquitaine for six days?"
"If it was six days ago... yes"
Only then, Enzy softened the boundaries.
It was a tremendous event. Anyone who knew even a little about Angie wanted to ask about it. It's been a rage for days.
That day, Angie really was about to die.
When men with swords appeared, took the passengers hostage and started fighting with each other, Angie thought she was dying there.
While talking, Angie glanced at a man named Hardin.
Does this man belong to somewhere?
After that, people came from here and there to find out what happened.
They asked all the passengers and crew on the train, but they shook their heads and went back to see if the answer wasn't good enough.
The staff were restless, but it was heard that the forest clan and the fairly large <Red Wagon Wheel> guild were next to each other.
The <Red Wagon> Guild is a group that has recently become famous in the East, and has earned a reputation for making money through illegal underground business.
At the moment of the knives, Angie passed out in good time, and when she opened her eyes, it was after everything was over.
Fortunately, the situation ended without casualties.
To be precise, the armed group was suppressed and the clan of the forest, who did not reveal their identity, slowly left the place.
Aquitaine's lord dispatched an investigator, but it was only a formal procedure.
Enzy's fellow employees complained that Lord Aquitaine and the <Red Wagon> guild would not receive any punishment because they were'closed'.
But isn't it not possible?
"It's ridiculous that such people aren't punished!"
Angie argued in resentment, and the man who introduced himself as Hardin listened silently to the broadband and took the body out.
"The train I was looking for was on board."
Hardin talked about the impression of the passenger he was looking for.
Light brown hair, blue eyes, a female passenger in her twenties traveling alone.
In the meantime, I showed a portrait similar to a sketch.
"Did you know?"
"Yes, i remember."
Forgetting to complain, Enji immediately flashed her eyes.
There are very few female passengers traveling alone, so Enji remembered her clearly.
"Obviously, she's going to the East Gate to meet husband..."
For the first time, Hardin, who had always been expressionless, groaned for the first time.
Each time she wore a veil, it was only a short time she saw her face, but Angie clearly remembered her appearance.
It was bound to be an impressive guest.
The light brown hair, flowing gently, shimmered silver in the sunlight whenever it moved.
A round forehead that seems to come from a classic masterpiece, her eyes and white cheeks. It's certainly not something you can see.
She clearly said she was on her way to see her husband and showed her the ring as well.
But, paradoxically, Angie remembers the words because she half-believed the story.
It may be because of seeing so many passengers while working as a attendant for several years, Angie had some kind of professional intuition.
The woman was constantly putting down a black veil. The average married woman doesn't wear such clothes.
So it was an atmosphere that seemed to have a deep story somewhere.
I wasn't asked, but rather than going to see deeply, it seemed like broke up.
Enji, who had been thinking up to that point, got her mind up.
"Hah, but I can't answer passengers' personal information!"
Enji showed her professional consciousness one step later.
It seemed a little late already, but she tried to be as strict as possible.
It was the moment when Hardin opened his mouth as if to persuade her.
"husband."
I felt shiver behind my back.
Angie knew who was behind her before even looking back.
Sandalwood fragrance circulated on the tip of my nose.
It was the man who had been watching the rain for a long time leaning on the colonnade.
Enzy breathed without knowing it.
It was nothing special.
The uncommon trinkets of men's attire were not so noticeable in history, where there were many wealthy train passengers.
Still, it was difficult to take my eyes off somehow.
.".....Lord."
Hardin tried to intervene, but the man raised his hand to restrain him and quickly smiled.
"Did you say so? husband?"
"Ah yes."
Angie replied stuttering as if she had spilled something.
Actually, I was a little surprised.
My eyes, which had been cool all the time without an expression, curled finely at the moment of a light smile.
There was a feeling of overbearing, similar to the lowly voiced sound.
Angie woke up.
Somehow, I had such an intuition. Perhaps the woman who introduced herself as Lilian Seneca lied.
I thought that the identity and name she said would all be fake.
And the reason she got on the train with such a false name is probably because of this man.
Enji tightened the box by applying strength to her arm.
Then she took a few steps back in a vigilant manner.
Lilian Seneca-no matter what her real name may be-used a fake name and identity to escape this man.
Angie decided not to give this man any information.
Is this man a stalker after her, or for inevitable circumstances
How do you judge if it's a broken lover
Whatever her real status, she was also a kind passenger for Angie. Angie wanted to help her.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't tell you your personal information."
Although courageous and firmly spoken, Enji was a bit nervous.
"I wasn't asking for that, so you don't have to be alert."
The man, like a well-forged blade, said calmly.
Angie shrugs defensively.
Regardless of what he confessed, Enji was not going to tell him a word.
However, despite Enzy's determination, the man did not ask where she went.
"Is it safe?"
"Yeah?"
"I heard there was an accident."
"Ah... yes, that's right."
Yes it was. Because she was on the train too.
It was then that Angie realized what was the first question he would be wondering if he was looking for someone on the train in which the accident occurred.
"Somewhere, was there any injuries?"
Angie was startled.
It was just a moment, but the man's silent voice asking so seemed to be suppressed.
Like a person who barely holds his emotions.

our ml worried about juliet's safety

46
"Ah------ Yes. she was fine. she didn't even have any treatment, So she wouldn't be hurt."
"Okay, that's enough."
After witnessing lightly, the man turned back in an uncomfortable attitude.
Angie looked at the back for a while and called out without knowing.
"Well, there!"
Enji, who hurriedly pursued the man, eventually gave him all the information she knew.
"she's wearing a ring, so I told her that my husband was working at the eastern gate too. And she got off at Roadel. So... maybe Carcassonne, she went near there."
There was nothing much to say about information.
"This, that's all. All I know is that----" . .
"Thank you for your cooperation."
The man, who was listening quietly, bowed his head in a polite manner until the end and left.
"okay then."
A man named Hardin also walked lightly and passed through history following the leading man.
Even after they left, Enji couldn't leave for a while.
Enji, who was holding the box, remembered something important.
'I remembered it.'
Why was sandalwood used to it?
Sandalwood was one of the most expensive scents.
Enji, who is not interested in luxury goods such as enjoyment, knew what sandalwood is.
Still, it was because of a passenger a few days ago that Angie asked a colleague what the scent was.
A woman with few words and a somewhat shady atmosphere.
Her wrists and collar also smelled the same subtle sandalwood scent as the man just before.
Angie pleased that she did not do the worst to a passenger she did not know her name.
***
'It's Carcassonne.'
I first thought of being Juliet.
"Master."
Hardin hurriedly followed him with an umbrella.
Lennox was still contemplated until they passed through the rain and climbed into a wagon on a secluded roadside.
Hardin folded his umbrella and climbed into the carriage with him.
"It must be a festival of the dead."
Lennox could easily come up with the reason why she went to karcassonne.
Several times, Juliet talked about the festival held in Carcassonne like a habit.
"It's a parade wearing a gorgeous mask. To prevent death from finding itself. "
I hated the noisy seats, but I liked those festivals.
However, I never thought deeply.
she said that she would like to go at least once someday, but never asked if she could take him with her or if he could go with her.
A woman named Juliet Monad was like that every time.
It was weird why I didn't notice immediately.
In retrospect, it was a good-natured behavior.
Rather than letting her look quietly hoping for something and looking forward to it, Juliet left him and talked about what she wanted to do.
Juliet left him outside at some point. And the line clouded his judgment. He was the one who nailed her not to wish for more than that.
Lennox fiddled with what was grasped in his hand like a habit.
It could be a coincidence.
Juliet may have just come to the eastern gateway to see the festival she has always wanted to see.
And, really unfortunately, the city where the festival is held may be the city where her old fiance is.
All of this could be just a coincidence.
But Lennox knew how hard his patience was.
He didn't want to assume the possibility that all of this would be non-accidental.
".......Lord."
Hardin's face was anxious.
"Vincente Bowman."
"....."
"Did you say he still in the East?"
"Yes that's right."
Hardin answered faithfully, but on the one hand, he could not hide his anxiety.
It's been a long time since that name come out from Duke of Carlyle's mouth.
Vicente Bowman was the second son of the Marquis of Bowman and was somehow an ordinary aristocratic young man serving as an officer.
It was known that her reputation was not bad in the past because of his compliant appearance.
In other words, it was a story that wasn't a great person enough to Lennox to know the existence.
Nevertheless.
There was only one reason for Duke of Carlisle to remember the name, which is only one of the common nobles in the empire.
This is because he was engaged to the only daughter of the Monad family.
It was exactly seven years ago, until Juliet lost his parents and the family collapsed.
Juliet never told Lennox about the engagement.
It wasn't surprising that the Duke wasn't interested in her lover's past love history.
Therefore, it was only by coincidence that Lennox learned that Juliet Monad had a fiance.
About a few years ago, Lennox Carlisle had encountered Marquis Bowman(father's fiance) by chance in the capital.
Until then, Lennox didn't even know what the Marquis Bowman was in the family. I have never heard of a name and have no interest.
However, Marquis Bowman, like other guests who attended the party that day, tried tirelessly to somehow gain the favor of Duke Carlyle.
"Then we have something in common, Majesty Duke."
The Marquis of Bowman tried to find something in common.
The Marquis' efforts weren't wrong.
Usually, in most social skills, finding something in common with the other person was the basic of the basics.
However, the marquis' topic selection was the worst.
"The Juliet Monad."
He foolishly put the name of the duke's lover in his mouth.
But anyway, Bowman did achieve his goal.
At the party that day, he was uniquely monopolizing the attention of Duke Carlyle.
"There was a time when Juliet decided to join him with our second son. Well, it's all before. Haha."
What the Marquis wanted was a slightly different kind of interest, but from that day on, Lennox Carlisle became very interested in the Marquis of Bowman.
"Vincente Bowman."
Specifically, limited to Vincente Bowman, the second son of the Marquis of Bowman.
"Find out where and what he's doing."
Immediately after the party that day, Duke of Carlyle ordered hardin to investigate.
Hardin steadily wrote a report on everything that was known about Vicente Bowman without any error.
In fact, until then, Hardin had no idea that the investigation would involve the Juliet Monad.
The report said that he was a pretty handsome officer, was engaged to the only daughter of the Monad family in the past, and even though the family had not collapsed, he almost became the son-in-law of Daryl and inherited the Count of Monad.
In simple terms, it was a story that there was nothing to explain except for the name of Juliet Monad to discuss the life of Vincente Bowman's extraordinary.
But then Hardin considered this to be an entirely separate, separate matter.
For example, the Duke of Carlisle ordered an investigation of the family's son in order to pinpoint the business weakness of the Marquis of Bowman. (he was getting anxious lol)
Because Lennox Carlisle, whom he knows, was a man who had no interest in juliet lover's past.
When using people, he did not choose any means and methods, but on the one hand, he didn't care about juliet's lover at all.
It didn't matter who's wife in the past or who made eye contact.
Should I say it is buried or scaryly fair?
But since that day, Lenox has not had anything to do with the Marquis.
He never mentioned again about the passing Turovinte Bowman.
That's why Hardin has forgotten about Vicente Bowman for the past few years.
"Find him."
"Who are you talking about?"
Just a few days ago.
So, until the owner of the blue room, who seemed to be holding the place forever, ran away from the duke's residence.
And Hardin learned some surprising news about Vicente Bowman's current situation.
A few years ago, until the last time he gathered information, Vicente Bowman was a young soldier with a decent career.
It is ambiguous to say that it is a road to success, but it was steadily brightening a decent promotion course.
He is not exceptional, but his family is good and his stats are good, so he will be able to aim at a pretty good position in a few years.
In terms of the shot expression, it was about'a prospect with anticipation of the future'.
However, immediately after that, Vincente Bowman suddenly escaped from the classic course and was transferred to the remote eastern gateway.
It was extremely rare to be suddenly deployed to the east.
And the time when Vincente Bowman left the capital and sent to the east coincided exactly with the time when Hardin delivered information about him at the request of Duke Carlyle.
Hardin could not erase the reasonable doubt that Duke Carlisle was involved in the work.
"...."
Even when I newly found out, Vicente Bowman said that because of his severe gambling addiction, he fell into a gambling light and was struggling with his family.
Hardin was confused. His job in the first place is not to judge, but to do what it is commanded to do.
Nevertheless, Hadin could not determine whether his suspicions were reasonable or blinded by the feelings of the moment.
"It's a wedding ring."
The nice hand tapped the window sill slowly.
"It's weird. I've never give anything like that."
Lennox knew what he was upset about.
Three years ago, when he first became aware of the existence of Vicente Bowman.
It wasn't the Marquis of Bowman, who made fun of his mouth without knowing the subject, or his pathetic son.
He was angry at Juliet for not saying anything.
Three years have passed, but nothing has changed.
It was the woman who still disturbed him the most.
Juliet Monad's social range was surprisingly small.
Even in the north, there was no trace of contact with anyone how quietly they lived.
In Juliet's overly clean human relationship, there was only one man who had at least one contact between the past and the present.
"....... she's not even greedy, my girl."
It would have been much easier if Juliet Monad had been greedy.
I would have been able to choose whether to lose interest and to abandon it, or to lose interest and to skin it.
When he slowly closed and opened his eyes, the grieving man returned to his usual cold face.
The man reflected in the transparent window was like a well-forged sword.
"Go."
"Where can I take you?"
Lennox smiled at once, and replied briefly.
"Carcassonne."

its been a week, right? i finished one project huhu and the rest of five tasks still waiting for me. Have a nice day anyone
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Now and 3 years ago, I think Lenox has always been thinking about Juliet for a long time, it's just that he doesn't realize how he feels
I think you worked hard to translate it, I am very grateful, thank you soo much i look forward to your translation

WinnieS · Oct 23, 2020

It seems like Juliet’s fiancé wasn’t that bad. Wouldn’t it been better to stay with him instead of being a lover to an “indifferent” man? The first timeline it’s understandable, she was hopelessly in love with the duke, but after rebirth?

hoangmai331 · Oct 24, 2020

Luluchan said: ↑

Can you tell me how to translate on kakaopage?
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Kakao page cant be translated by google tool , only you have to screenshot then use google translation by picture ,but it is hard, i never have kakao account because they requested the korean phone number but i did access to check . Using screenshot to translate is not 100%good .

hoangmai331 · Oct 24, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

i use pc for capt pic and mtl, for mtl i use google(mostly), yandex, and papago

44

As soon as Juliet got to know all the things, Zakari apologized over and over again.
Juliet deliberately and quietly folded her arms, and she was embarrassed and gave an unquestioned explanation.
It wasn't her intention, but it was pretty helpful to figure out the situation.
It was said that the villagers who wanted to give her a job changed words overnight were all dukes behind her uncles.
Juliet asked with excitement at his words.
"No, why?"
Surprisingly, Zakari replied only what had been honestly with his face.
"You threatened not to leave your nephew, whom you barely met in decades, if you barely try to organize paperwork or clean your desk."
"..."
What was even more amazing was the job of her daughter's tutor, which Zakari, who was embarrassed, suggested to Juliet yesterday.
Zakari's daughter, Lizbell, was a child who loved the chubby snack.
"Sister!"
Lizbell hugged Juliet for the first time in her life.
"You can't be hugged by anyone for sweets, Lisbell."
She did say that, but Juliet hugged Lisbell tightly.
The body temperature is higher than that of adults, so it is warm and soft, and even smells sweet.
Besides, it makes me happy with just one cookie.
Little children are so small and cute.
Her hands and mouth were small, but it was so strange that it was so filthy that Juliet asked, holding a third cookie in Lisbell's hand.
"Lisbell, how old are you?"
Lizbell shouted confidently, spreading five fingers of her right hand.
"Three years old!"
cute!
Juliet hugged Lisbell tightly.
On the one hand, Zakari's idea was so absurd that tears fell.
What? tutor? Teach the handwriting?
"I'm sorry for not being able to tell you in advance, but the old man gave me an ambiogous order..."
Zakari, who was watching her daughter's jokes from the side, quickly lowered the tip of his eyebrows as soon as his eyes met Juliet in the cold wind and showed a pitiful expression as much as possible.
It was a week like suddenly falling in the middle of a play, but in fact Juliet didn't care much.
There was another thing that bothered her more than that.......
"What? That's Aunt Lilian's child?"
Juliet looked to the side where the voice had been heard.
"Ha! It makes sense to appear suddenly after not having any news?
Impressive red hair anytime.
So, it was the one that Juliet encountered at the stagecoach coming to Robell a few days ago.
'I should have recognized it since I saw red hair. His name was Theor Batan, and unfortunately, he was the second of the two sons of Izaq Lebatan, Juliet's eldest uncle.'
He was said to be the youngest of Lionel's grandchildren.
Theo whispered to the whole mansion, turned his head and walked towards Juliet holding Lisbell.
"Hey you!"
Then he pointed at Juliet with a big shot.
"Tell me honestly with your mouth. You came to the old man's legacy, right?"
Theo was rude and impudent enough to talk about this in front of her.

***

Gray, Izak's first son, wasn't as striking as his younger brother Theo.
Gray, with reddish brown hair, was much more mature than Theo. Gray said he was five years older than Theo.
"Sorry." (gray say to juliet)
"What dude?!"
The mental age didn't seem to be much different when I saw it hot.
In Juliet's eyes, the red hair was a paternal inheritance, but except for that, Gray seemed to resemble a delightful mother rather than a hot-blooded father.
"I'm sorry. That's the kind of guy who's usually had bad-tempered."
Gray approached and said to Juliet, who was drinking tea alone in the room.
It seems that he heard what happened in the parlor a little while ago, and it seemed to me that he would apologize for his brother's rudeness.
Gray turned the chair opposite Juliet upside down and sat down.
Juliet looked up and asked.
"Even if it's usually empty, doesn't he say,'I'm not that bad boy in the first place'?"
Gray shrugged.
"How do you say it's not right? I'll have to talk to my parents."
However, Izaq, who is the father of two brothers and becomes the eldest uncle to Juliet, seemed to have a simple and honest personality.
Juliet wondered what kind of aunt theo and Gray's mother would be.
She was away from the house for the top job, so she was scheduled to meet by tomorrow.
"Anyway. Don't worry too much and just ignore it. Ash is inherently malicious, but it doesn't last that long."
"I'm fine. It's fun, anyway."
It wasn't empty words. Juliet was the only daughter of a male and female without siblings.
So sometimes I thought about what it would be like to have brothers and sisters. I certainly wouldn't be bored.
"But I don't know why the ash really does that."
Gray glanced at her head.
"Isn't that because I thought I was the lovely youngest in the family?"
"Love, what-----
Gray, who was dropping sugar cubes in a teacup, shrugged his shoulders and asked. As if he heard a sound he couldn't hear
"No, he's never been like that since he was born. It's more likely that grandpa's legacy and stuff are real."
"is that so?"
"Huh."
Juliet pondered, avoiding Gray's attempt to add sugar to my teacup.
The first impression was pretty bad tho.
However, I thought it wasn't the only reason Theo hated me so much.
'If it's really about miscarriage, you don't have to worry about it.'
It's a little cool, but Juliet thought so.
In fact, even Lionel alone. Gloves and hairpins stolen by Mrs. Ronda.
Lionel used the gloves and hairpins that Mrs. Ronda had stolen to make sure that Juliet really was her only granddaughter.
It was a pleasure to meet her maternal grandfather who didn't even know existed, but Juliet didn't expect that she would be a part of their lives.
I didn't even want to.
If Juliet wasn't Lilian's daughter and Lilian wasn't Lionel's daughter, wouldn't it be a relationship that couldn't be established?
In other words, only blood ties existed between them.
That doesn't mean it's bad, but it needed to be clear.
Theo's miscarriage means that there will be more people who think so.
'That's great.'
Maybe Theo has something she doesn't know.
And Juliet wasn't very interested in others' circumstances.
I'm used to being hated anyway. No matter what.
But Juliet only hates by him for no reason.
I couldn't stand it.
After sitting down for a while, Juliet lowered her glass and went to the armchair by the window of the living room where Lionel was sitting.
Just in time, Zakari and a few Lebatang aides gathered to ask Lionel's opinion.
"grandfather."
"Yes, Juliet."
Lionel smiled gently when he found Juliet.
"Why?"
The living room where Lionel Lebatan was sitting was open on all sides, so it was easy for everyone in the mansion to look in by turning their heads.
Juliet walked slowly to him.
One, two, three.

DUG

Then she kneel at Lionel's feet, as if her knee had been bent.
she bowed her head wide.
"Juliet? Lady?"
"Oh, young lady?"
Hearing the confused voices of the people around her, she seemed doing properly.
Juliet counted inward to five, then raised her head and said grimly.
"Believe me. I didn't know anything about heritage or anything like that. Really..."
"A heritage?"
"i want to clear the thing that I came to this place because I wanted my grandfather's legacy. Actually, it wasn't even my mother's daughter...."
"What is that!"
"No, my lady. Who the hell is saying that?"
The employees standing next to him were amazed and angry instead.
"I don't want to tell you who did it. But if they think so, I'm okay with just------- it's okay to think that way. I just wanted my grandfather not to think that way... so I wanted to resolve the misunderstanding. "
Juliet roughly moved the lines.
Actually, the lines were good.
The important thing was expression and timing.
"Really. Trust me, Grandpa."
Except for Lionel, the aides were shocked.
"Oh, lady..."
However, Lionel looked down at such a granddaughter and seemed to hold back his laughter somehow.
"Yeah. Stop. getting up, Juliet. I don't know who's talking about such a ridiculous story, but-."
At that point, as Lionel wandered through the house, some flinched.
"I promise. In the future, I won't let anyone enlist you in that way."
Juliet got up with support from the people around her, not forgetting her acting pitiful until the end.
Of course, I didn't forget to smile secretly at Theo, who saw this scene while standing on the second floor landing.
Yes.
Juliet really was a personality that couldn't see anyone hating her for no reason.
'So you have to make one reason.'
Juliet smiled brightly when she made eye contact with Theo.
"Isn't that a complete twist...?
Theo, who was astonished, seemed to mutter, but it didn't matter.
But there were some things Juliet didn't know.
Their uncles, who were standing a few steps away from them, with large welcome cakes in both hands, saw all this scene.
Lionel's three sons were shocked to see all these sights, even to the eyes going between Juliet and Theo.
In turn, Izak, Baris and Kailos. (Three sons of lebatan)
The three brothers were stiff at the command and then came to their senses and exchanged appreciation for what they had just seen.
"Ugh."
"Brother, did you just see that?"
"Oh my God, you do the same thing with Lily------!"
"You can't cheat with blood------"
"It must be Lilian's daughter."

so in the past, Juliet's Mother doing the same act like juliet did.

45

The train has reached the eastern gateway.
Angie stopped moving the large box.
She was an employee working in history.
The train stopped, so the history was very cool because it was built with a lot of money, although there were few passengers.
Still, it was a quiet station, but it rained rarely today, and the weather was so ugly.
Angie grumbled and walked fast.
"uh......?"
There was a smell of forest somewhere. To be precise, it was like standing in the middle of a thick forest on a rainy day.
While looking around, Enji found a man leaning under a colonnade outside. (enji,enzie,angie is the same person, just lazy to edit her name)
Standing in the shade at an angle, she couldn't see his face, but he looked like a young man in silhouette. It's also tall.
Was it watching the rain, or want to meet someone?
'But the hatch is on the other side...'
Enzy stopped without knowing and was looking at him.
Only that space seemed to be flowing slowly.
As if a strange day had risen, only the sound of rain was heard loudly.
In fact, she wasn't the only one who stopped.
she wasn't courageous enough to go and talk, but the people going back and forth on the platform were also glancing at that side.
Somehow, it was ordered, and Enji had been in the place for a while.
What scent was this?
The main passengers of the train are the wealthy commoners, which is not common, but occasionally.
Instead of smoking tobacco that gives off a disgusting smell, passengers who have soothing effects and have a unique scent are smoking ties.
Enji only knew it was an incredibly expensive luxury.
It was vague whether it was the scent of the thick forest or the wet soil, but Enji knew what the scent was called.
This is because a colleague told me a few days ago.
'White scent.'
It was called sandalwood. Enji, who remembered, became a little proud of herself.
Because of the man's distraction, Angie reacted slowly to a beat when an unknown voice called her from behind.
"Excuse me."
"Ah?"
Angie looked back in amazement.
It was the stranger who called her up.
"Are you Miss Enzulos Dilov?"
"Uh... yes, it's me."
After a long time, Enji, who became known as her real name she hated, had a shivering expression.
But soon she was a little scared.
This is because there was no expression on the face of the person who asked her.
Looking at his dark skin, he seemed to be from a desert nation.
It wasn't a particularly harsh impression, but it was scary somehow.
Curiously, the impression was blurry as if it was difficult to recognize when we encountered them again.
It felt like that even though you was facing face to face.
"What is it?"
"I'm Hardin. I'm looking for a passenger, and you're Ms. Enzulos, who worked on the train to Jeon Aquitaine for six days?"
"If it was six days ago... yes"
Only then, Enzy softened the boundaries.
It was a tremendous event. Anyone who knew even a little about Angie wanted to ask about it. It's been a rage for days.
That day, Angie really was about to die.
When men with swords appeared, took the passengers hostage and started fighting with each other, Angie thought she was dying there.
While talking, Angie glanced at a man named Hardin.
Does this man belong to somewhere?
After that, people came from here and there to find out what happened.
They asked all the passengers and crew on the train, but they shook their heads and went back to see if the answer wasn't good enough.
The staff were restless, but it was heard that the forest clan and the fairly large <Red Wagon Wheel> guild were next to each other.
The <Red Wagon> Guild is a group that has recently become famous in the East, and has earned a reputation for making money through illegal underground business.
At the moment of the knives, Angie passed out in good time, and when she opened her eyes, it was after everything was over.
Fortunately, the situation ended without casualties.
To be precise, the armed group was suppressed and the clan of the forest, who did not reveal their identity, slowly left the place.
Aquitaine's lord dispatched an investigator, but it was only a formal procedure.
Enzy's fellow employees complained that Lord Aquitaine and the <Red Wagon> guild would not receive any punishment because they were'closed'.
But isn't it not possible?
"It's ridiculous that such people aren't punished!"
Angie argued in resentment, and the man who introduced himself as Hardin listened silently to the broadband and took the body out.
"The train I was looking for was on board."
Hardin talked about the impression of the passenger he was looking for.
Light brown hair, blue eyes, a female passenger in her twenties traveling alone.
In the meantime, I showed a portrait similar to a sketch.
"Did you know?"
"Yes, i remember."
Forgetting to complain, Enji immediately flashed her eyes.
There are very few female passengers traveling alone, so Enji remembered her clearly.
"Obviously, she's going to the East Gate to meet husband..."
For the first time, Hardin, who had always been expressionless, groaned for the first time.
Each time she wore a veil, it was only a short time she saw her face, but Angie clearly remembered her appearance.
It was bound to be an impressive guest.
The light brown hair, flowing gently, shimmered silver in the sunlight whenever it moved.
A round forehead that seems to come from a classic masterpiece, her eyes and white cheeks. It's certainly not something you can see.
She clearly said she was on her way to see her husband and showed her the ring as well.
But, paradoxically, Angie remembers the words because she half-believed the story.
It may be because of seeing so many passengers while working as a attendant for several years, Angie had some kind of professional intuition.
The woman was constantly putting down a black veil. The average married woman doesn't wear such clothes.
So it was an atmosphere that seemed to have a deep story somewhere.
I wasn't asked, but rather than going to see deeply, it seemed like broke up.
Enji, who had been thinking up to that point, got her mind up.
"Hah, but I can't answer passengers' personal information!"
Enji showed her professional consciousness one step later.
It seemed a little late already, but she tried to be as strict as possible.
It was the moment when Hardin opened his mouth as if to persuade her.
"husband."
I felt shiver behind my back.
Angie knew who was behind her before even looking back.
Sandalwood fragrance circulated on the tip of my nose.
It was the man who had been watching the rain for a long time leaning on the colonnade.
Enzy breathed without knowing it.
It was nothing special.
The uncommon trinkets of men's attire were not so noticeable in history, where there were many wealthy train passengers.
Still, it was difficult to take my eyes off somehow.
.".....Lord."
Hardin tried to intervene, but the man raised his hand to restrain him and quickly smiled.
"Did you say so? husband?"
"Ah yes."
Angie replied stuttering as if she had spilled something.
Actually, I was a little surprised.
My eyes, which had been cool all the time without an expression, curled finely at the moment of a light smile.
There was a feeling of overbearing, similar to the lowly voiced sound.
Angie woke up.
Somehow, I had such an intuition. Perhaps the woman who introduced herself as Lilian Seneca lied.
I thought that the identity and name she said would all be fake.
And the reason she got on the train with such a false name is probably because of this man.
Enji tightened the box by applying strength to her arm.
Then she took a few steps back in a vigilant manner.
Lilian Seneca-no matter what her real name may be-used a fake name and identity to escape this man.
Angie decided not to give this man any information.
Is this man a stalker after her, or for inevitable circumstances
How do you judge if it's a broken lover
Whatever her real status, she was also a kind passenger for Angie. Angie wanted to help her.
"I'm sorry, sir, but I can't tell you that personal information."
Although courageous and firmly spoken, Enji was a bit nervous.
"I wasn't asking for that, so you don't have to be alert."
The man, like a well-forged blade, said calmly.
Angie shrugs defensively.
Regardless of what he confessed, Enji was not going to tell him a word.
However, despite Enzy's determination, the man did not ask where she went.
"Is it safe?"
"Yeah?"
"I heard there was an accident."
"Ah... yes, that's right."
Yes it was. Because she was on the train too.
It was then that Angie realized what was the first question he would be wondering if he was looking for someone on the train in which the accident occurred.
"Somewhere, was there any injuries?"
Angie was startled.
It was just a moment, but the man's silent voice asking so seemed to be suppressed.
Like a person who barely holds his emotions.

our ml worried about juliet's safety

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"Ah------ Yes. she was fine. she didn't even have any treatment, So she wouldn't be hurt."
"Okay, that's enough."
After witnessing lightly, the man turned back in an uncomfortable attitude.
Angie looked at the back for a while and called out without knowing.
"Well, there!"
Enji, who hurriedly pursued the man, eventually gave him all the information she knew.
"she's wearing a ring, so I told her that my husband was working at the eastern gate too. And she got off at Roadel. So... maybe Carcassonne, she went near there."
There was nothing much to say about information.
"This, that's all. All I know is that----" . .
"Thank you for your cooperation."
The man, who was listening quietly, bowed his head in a polite manner until the end and left.
"okay then."
A man named Hardin also walked lightly and passed through history following the leading man.
Even after they left, Enji couldn't leave for a while.
Enji, who was holding the box, remembered something important.
'I remembered it.'
Why was sandalwood used to it?
Sandalwood was one of the most expensive scents.
Enji, who is not interested in luxury goods such as enjoyment, knew what sandalwood is.
Still, it was because of a passenger a few days ago that Angie asked a colleague what the scent was.
A woman with few words and a somewhat shady atmosphere.
Her wrists and collar also smelled the same subtle sandalwood scent as the man just before.
Angie pleased that she did not do the worst to a passenger she did not know her name.
***
'It's Carcassonne.'
I first thought of being Juliet.
"Master."
Hardin hurriedly followed him with an umbrella.
Lennox was still contemplated until they passed through the rain and climbed into a wagon on a secluded roadside.
Hardin folded his umbrella and climbed into the carriage with him.
"It must be a festival of the dead."
Lennox could easily come up with the reason why she went to karcassonne.
Several times, Juliet talked about the festival held in Carcassonne like a habit.
"It's a parade wearing a gorgeous mask. To prevent death from finding itself. "
I hated the noisy seats, but I liked those festivals.
However, I never thought deeply.
she said that she would like to go at least once someday, but never asked if she could take him with her or if he could go with her.
A woman named Juliet Monad was like that every time.
It was weird why I didn't notice immediately.
In retrospect, it was a good-natured behavior.
Rather than letting her look quietly hoping for something and looking forward to it, Juliet left him and talked about what she wanted to do.
Juliet left him outside at some point. And the line clouded his judgment. He was the one who nailed her not to wish for more than that.
Lennox fiddled with what was grasped in his hand like a habit.
It could be a coincidence.
Juliet may have just come to the eastern gateway to see the festival she has always wanted to see.
And, really unfortunately, the city where the festival is held may be the city where her old fiance is.
All of this could be just a coincidence.
But Lennox knew how hard his patience was.
He didn't want to assume the possibility that all of this would be non-accidental.
".......Lord."
Hardin's face was anxious.
"Vincente Bowman."
"....."
"Did you say he still in the East?"
"Yes that's right."
Hardin answered faithfully, but on the one hand, he could not hide his anxiety.
It's been a long time since that name come out from Duke of Carlyle's mouth.
Vicente Bowman was the second son of the Marquis of Bowman and was somehow an ordinary aristocratic young man serving as an officer.
It was known that her reputation was not bad in the past because of his compliant appearance.
In other words, it was a story that wasn't a great person enough to Lennox to know the existence.
Nevertheless.
There was only one reason for Duke of Carlisle to remember the name, which is only one of the common nobles in the empire.
This is because he was engaged to the only daughter of the Monad family.
It was exactly seven years ago, until Juliet lost his parents and the family collapsed.
Juliet never told Lennox about the engagement.
It wasn't surprising that the Duke wasn't interested in her lover's past love history.
Therefore, it was only by coincidence that Lennox learned that Juliet Monad had a fiance.
About a few years ago, Lennox Carlisle had encountered Marquis Bowman(father's fiance) by chance in the capital.
Until then, Lennox didn't even know what the Marquis Bowman was in the family. I have never heard of a name and have no interest.
However, Marquis Bowman, like other guests who attended the party that day, tried tirelessly to somehow gain the favor of Duke Carlyle.
"Then we have something in common, Majesty Duke."
The Marquis of Bowman tried to find something in common.
The Marquis' efforts weren't wrong.
Usually, in most social skills, finding something in common with the other person was the basic of the basics.
However, the marquis' topic selection was the worst.
"The Juliet Monad."
He foolishly put the name of the duke's lover in his mouth.
But anyway, Bowman did achieve his goal.
At the party that day, he was uniquely monopolizing the attention of Duke Carlyle.
"There was a time when Juliet decided to join him with our second son. Well, it's all before. Haha."
What the Marquis wanted was a slightly different kind of interest, but from that day on, Lennox Carlisle became very interested in the Marquis of Bowman.
"Vincente Bowman."
Specifically, limited to Vincente Bowman, the second son of the Marquis of Bowman.
"Find out where and what he's doing."
Immediately after the party that day, Duke of Carlyle ordered hardin to investigate.
Hardin steadily wrote a report on everything that was known about Vicente Bowman without any error.
In fact, until then, Hardin had no idea that the investigation would involve the Juliet Monad.
The report said that he was a pretty handsome officer, was engaged to the only daughter of the Monad family in the past, and even though the family had not collapsed, he almost became the son-in-law of Daryl and inherited the Count of Monad.
In simple terms, it was a story that there was nothing to explain except for the name of Juliet Monad to discuss the life of Vincente Bowman's extraordinary.
But then Hardin considered this to be an entirely separate, separate matter.
For example, the Duke of Carlisle ordered an investigation of the family's son in order to pinpoint the business weakness of the Marquis of Bowman. (he was getting anxious lol)
Because Lennox Carlisle, whom he knows, was a man who had no interest in juliet lover's past.
When using people, he did not choose any means and methods, but on the one hand, he didn't care about juliet's lover at all.
It didn't matter who's wife in the past or who made eye contact.
Should I say it is buried or scaryly fair?
But since that day, Lenox has not had anything to do with the Marquis.
He never mentioned again about the passing Turovinte Bowman.
That's why Hardin has forgotten about Vicente Bowman for the past few years.
"Find him."
"Who are you talking about?"
Just a few days ago.
So, until the owner of the blue room, who seemed to be holding the place forever, ran away from the duke's residence.
And Hardin learned some surprising news about Vicente Bowman's current situation.
A few years ago, until the last time he gathered information, Vicente Bowman was a young soldier with a decent career.
It is ambiguous to say that it is a road to success, but it was steadily brightening a decent promotion course.
He is not exceptional, but his family is good and his stats are good, so he will be able to aim at a pretty good position in a few years.
In terms of the shot expression, it was about'a prospect with anticipation of the future'.
However, immediately after that, Vincente Bowman suddenly escaped from the classic course and was transferred to the remote eastern gateway.
It was extremely rare to be suddenly deployed to the east.
And the time when Vincente Bowman left the capital and sent to the east coincided exactly with the time when Hardin delivered information about him at the request of Duke Carlyle.
Hardin could not erase the reasonable doubt that Duke Carlisle was involved in the work.
"...."
Even when I newly found out, Vicente Bowman said that because of his severe gambling addiction, he fell into a gambling light and was struggling with his family.
Hardin was confused. His job in the first place is not to judge, but to do what it is commanded to do.
Nevertheless, Hadin could not determine whether his suspicions were reasonable or blinded by the feelings of the moment.
"It's a wedding ring."
The nice hand tapped the window sill slowly.
"It's weird. I've never give anything like that."
Lennox knew what he was upset about.
Three years ago, when he first became aware of the existence of Vicente Bowman.
It wasn't the Marquis of Bowman, who made fun of his mouth without knowing the subject, or his pathetic son.
He was angry at Juliet for not saying anything.
Three years have passed, but nothing has changed.
It was the woman who still disturbed him the most.
Juliet Monad's social range was surprisingly small.
Even in the north, there was no trace of contact with anyone how quietly they lived.
In Juliet's overly clean human relationship, there was only one man who had at least one contact between the past and the present.
"....... she's not even greedy, my girl."
It would have been much easier if Juliet Monad had been greedy.
I would have been able to choose whether to lose interest and to abandon it, or to lose interest and to skin it.
When he slowly closed and opened his eyes, the grieving man returned to his usual cold face.
The man reflected in the transparent window was like a well-forged sword.
"Go."
"Where can I take you?"
Lennox smiled at once, and replied briefly.
"Carcassonne."

its been a week, right? i finished one project huhu and the rest of five tasks still waiting for me. Have a nice day anyone
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i love you much, thank for your updating , i am waiting for this spoiler a lot . Hmmmm i wish to read more abt juliet and lennox stories in 7 years together

hoangmai331 · Oct 24, 2020

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It seems like Juliet’s fiancé wasn’t that bad. Wouldn’t it been better to stay with him instead of being a lover to an “indifferent” man? The first timeline it’s understandable, she was hopelessly in love with the duke, but after rebirth?
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i think she needs lennox to balance her magic ,because lennox has power to calm down magic flow in her , and she agreed to be with him to revenge the uncle, if uncle didnt die, she will repeat the same situation in past . So she neex lennox in that time and later she really loved the guy and not want to leave until it s time for Dalia appear. Anyhow i am sure they broke the engagement when her parent died

Cerealisa · Oct 24, 2020

I still haven't fully mtl the chap. But if you curious.

They meet again at 65 chapter if i'm not wrong. And that time when the news about lennox's wedding already spread in empire, Juliet also knew about that. So when they're meet again Juliet said

"I heard about the wedding, congratulations" ( i thought she must be thought the bride was dahlia)
"How can i married, when the bride is here"

Ups, my bad. I just editing which chapter they're reunited

hoangmai331 · Oct 24, 2020

Cerealisa said: ↑

I still haven't fully mtl the chap. But if you curious.

They meet again at 74 or 76 chapter if i'm not wrong. And that time when the news about lennox's wedding already spread in empire, Juliet also knew about that. So when they're meet again Juliet said

"I heard about the wedding, congratulations" ( i thought she must be thought the bride was dahlia)
"How can i married, when the bride is here"

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we do have around 20 more chapter to get their union, however i was thinking the novel will play with lennox a bit before let them reunion, i wonder Juliet accept to return or not

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