Chapter 60: [Chapter 060] The Mad Dog of the Count's Manor
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Jimska had been avoiding his father, Count Railon, who had been guarding the entrance of the Grand Duke's residence for two days, and had finally managed to slip through the back door to the Acacia Count's residence. If his lord hadn't given him a suitable order to escape, he would have had to sweat it out by continuing to lie to his father that the Grand Duke had entered the palace. And to think that Countess Acacia had become the designated Grand Duchess. He was just as surprised by the sudden news. The Crown Prince had visited the Grand Duke's residence with a serious expression for several days in a row, and it seemed that they had discussed such matters. Jimska didn't know how Countess Acacia had become the lord's mistress, but he vaguely guessed that there must be someone great behind her. It was because Noebian was not someone who would make emotional decisions simply because she resembled the deceased Grand Duchess. As he was lost in thought, he arrived at the Acacia Count's residence, which was quite far from the capital. As soon as he arrived, Jimska felt that the atmosphere was unusual. He had previously felt that there were too many guards for such a small-scale residence, but today was on a different level. Ornate knights wearing imperial knight uniforms were surrounding the manor in formation, like a fortress in the middle of a battlefield.
"What brings you here?"
"Yes? Oh, I'm Jimska Railon of the Railon Count's family."
"What is your affiliation?"
"I belong to the Trovica Grand Duke's residence."
As soon as he finished speaking, several knights guarding the entrance surrounded him. And they took him under each arm and carried him into the entrance of the manor. Jimska, who was suddenly lifted into the air, struggled and was carried into the entrance of the manor. As he was being carried, one of the knights who had run rushed out of the manor building with a shining man.
"I, I'll come later. Please."
"Where are you going?"
Roardnes, the Second Prince, came down the stairs, leaving the grand entrance of the mansion behind. Although his steps were slow, as if he were taking a stroll, Jimska felt his breath caught in his throat. The prince was shirtless. For Jimska, who had only served his lord, who was always wrapped up, it was a very provocative sight.
"From the Trovica Grand Duke's residence, the lord of the Count's family..."
"Didn't my warning work? I told you I would crush you so badly that you couldn't walk."
Jimska was about to die from the warning that had worked too well. He knew that once he said something like that, the problem child would definitely keep his word. Roardnes looked up at him with a condescending look. His lord, Noebian, often made the same expression when he suspected someone, but somehow, when he was in front of this prince, he felt like an insect that would be crushed and die immediately. Neil, who had quickly followed from inside the mansion, put a nightgown-like garment over Roardnes. However, since he had already seen the body covered in scars from the battlefield, Jimska lost his will and waited for him to say something else.
"What did your master do?"
"Ah, Countess Acacia has become the designated Grand Duchess."
A crack appeared in the prince's relaxed face, then returned. Raising the corners of his lips, he forced a twisted smile and opened his mouth after a long time.
"So?"
"The Grand Duke ordered me to manage the Acacia Count's residence..."
"Did you forget? I told you clearly not to mess with my woman. Didn't you deliver the message?"
"!"
Jimska shouted again, as if struck by lightning, at Roardnes' gaze, as if he were looking for a sword.
"Your Highness! Your Highness, this is inappropriate. Even His Highness the Crown Prince knows about this."
"So what? You're just trembling and talking."
Seeing that the prince was completely unreasonable, Jimska realized that meeting the countess inside the manor today was out of the question. As Roardnes approached him, as if he were about to crush him, Jimska quickly backed away. That was when it happened.
"Wol! Wol!"
A large dog with its tongue lolling came running from the backyard, and Jimska turned pale.
"...You're afraid of dogs."
"Please, please get it away from me, Your Highness!"
The prince's god-like face was as arrogant as ever. As if he couldn't hear his request, he even clicked his fingers at the dog. The dog, understanding the signal, ran towards him like a mad dog, and Jimska turned around and ran, or tried to. Roardnes' long, strong legs, more terrifying than the dog, caught his fleeing foot without hesitation. For a moment, time seemed to pass agonizingly slowly, and when he looked back resentfully, Roardnes glared at him with red eyes. Before his gaze reached the sharply raised corner of his mouth, Jimska fell miserably onto the front yard cobblestones. Finally, the approaching dog licked his sprawled cheek vigorously, and his vision turned white as his pants became wet.
'The mad dog is not this dog...'
It was that prince! Jimska fainted, taking one last look at Roardnes' worried and detestable face.
Roardnes entered the mansion majestically. Conscious of the servants' gazes, I whispered to him to fasten his nightgown.
"I'm doing it on purpose."
"What are you talking about?"
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"That's right. You and my subordinates have been deceived in advance, so that Noebian Trovica will act more urgently."
"That's why I told you that we should address each other formally until this is over."
I had suggested that we address each other formally, as Noebian might come to the count's residence early in the morning, and Roardnes seemed to be inwardly resentful of those words, although he outwardly agreed.
"Alright, my lady."
Roardnes replied as if he had lost.
"What about Sir Jimska?"
When I asked worriedly, Roardnes watched as the knights carried Jimska out of the manor through the large window where the sunlight poured in. His expression was cold, but the corners of his mouth were turned up, making him look like a great villain.
"What should I do? If you leave him alone, he'll get up on his own and run to his master."
"If you leave him alone, he will return to his master on his own, my lady."
The servants of the count's residence glanced at them from a distance, and whenever they made eye contact with Roardnes, they bowed their heads to the ground as if they were bowing. It was no wonder. He had arrived at the count's residence and acted as if it were his own home, and as soon as he saw Jimska coming, he had taken off his shirt and gone out, which had fueled rumors that he was a problem child.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Follow me for a moment."
I quietly led him out and took him to my study. After locking the door and completely drawing the curtains, I turned to Roardnes, who was already nestled in the cozy sofa. I wondered what I had said to Roardnes who had come to see me early in the morning because he was worried about me.
"I told you that I became the designated Grand Duchess."
"Even though no one is around, you'll still say that?"
"Yes."
Roardnes, who seemed to not dislike my insistence on speaking formally, smiled faintly and then made a serious expression. I sat near him and caught my breath. I had just realized, upon hearing the news of Jimska's arrival, that Noebian was serious about his plans. If it weren't for Roardnes, I might have been taken to the Grand Duke's residence starting today.
"Adrienne, no, my lady. I want to end this unsettling situation quickly."
Roardnes spoke in a low voice, completely devoid of his earlier playful demeanor. He was sincere. Those deep eyes that had been immersed in thought when I told him about becoming the designated Grand Duchess were now in front of me.
"Actually, I don't care what happens to Countess Kuroseda. I don't have any feelings for her."
"..."
"I'm not helping your father, but you, my lady."
So, if there's anything you need me to do, please tell me. Roardnes stared at me intently. As I received his gaze filled with a lingering longing, my palms tingled. I got up abruptly, picked up the diary on the desk, and came back. Roardnes' gaze, which had been fixed on me without wavering, slowly fell on it.
"Is this Blier Acacia's diary?"
With a lowered voice, his eyes became busy as he searched for evidence that Noebian was trying to kill me.
"There's another diary somewhere. It's mostly just scribbles, so it's probably useless. This one came out of the count's safe not long ago."
As I turned the pages of the diary and watched his face change every moment, I was convinced that he could definitely interpret the contents more than I could.
"I'm sure you'll be busy with the case of Countess Kuroseda's disappearance, but please take a look at this diary when you have time. It would be even better if you could interpret it."
"Starting from the first page, it's full of... nonsense. It's going to make me angry."
He murmured softly to himself.
"I think the Grand Duke will bring me to the Grand Duke's residence soon and prevent me from going out."
I could see his neat brow furrow slightly.
"That's probably why he gave me the title of designated Grand Duchess."
"Then what do you plan to do?"
"I'm going to make others come looking for me inside the Grand Duke's residence. I probably won't be able to serve as a maid for a while."
"...It sounds like we won't be able to meet often."
"Yes, we probably won't be able to meet often."
Roardnes slowly lowered his eyes. Sitting in a slouched position, he lowered his eyes so that shadows fell beneath his eyelashes, creating a picturesque image, but at the same time, he seemed to be suppressing his dissatisfaction.
"!"
And then, his large hand reached under the small tea table and grabbed my knee tightly. I looked up at him in surprise, and he slowly moved closer to me without changing his expression. My face turned red as I could see his bare body through the unfastened nightgown. I quickly picked up his shirt, which I had placed nearby. Rustle. Then, I suddenly heard a strange sound and put my hand in my pocket to find out what it was.
"?"
Roardnes, who had been watching me without taking his eyes off me, looked disappointed. A package of cookies I had given him a while ago was placed on my hand. The crumpled wrapping in his arms looked quite pitiful, but I didn't dare to untie the ribbon. It probably looked pretty disgusting, whatever was inside.
"Why on earth do you have this...?"
That was when.
"Your Highness!"
Roardnes immediately took it from my hand and untied the ribbon, popping a cookie into his mouth.
"Wh-what on earth!"
For a moment, I thought I imagined his face turning pale.
"I've been looking at it all the time because I can't believe you're in this world, but I've been so busy lately that I haven't been able to go to the place where I put it. So..."
Without even chewing a few times, Roardnes swallowed it down and smiled at me without even drinking the water right in front of him. The corners of his lips turned up in a wonderful smile that made it seem like he was falling in love, but my open mouth wouldn't close.
"...It's delicious."
"It can't be delicious!"
"It's delicious."
In an instant, I crumpled up the packaging that he had undone with both hands, and I saw clearly. His face turned pale after swallowing the cookies that were practically powder, and then sweat began to flow down his smooth forehead in an instant.
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