I Won’t Pick Up The T*ash I Threw Away Again - Chapter 109

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#109

 

“No, it’s dangerous.”

 

Kalian flatly refused.

 

“And I can help you with this matter.”

 

“No. I’ll do it myself.”

 

“Don’t you understand how dangerous this matter is?”

 

“Still, I have to do it. It’s my problem.”

 

When I stubbornly refused to back down, Kalian made a displeased expression.

 

“I’ve thought this before, but you’re stubborn in the most useless places.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

“That wasn’t a compliment.”

 

Kalian leaned back against his chair and rested his head in his hand.

 

“So you want me not to process your resignation letter until the truth of the incident is revealed?”

 

“Yes. If I fail to uncover the truth, then please process my resignation letter.”

 

“…So the option of me helping you doesn’t exist at all.”

 

“How could that be.”

 

I stood up from my seat and bowed respectfully toward him.

 

“If I fail to uncover the truth, may I shamelessly request Your Majesty’s help?”

 

Even if it could be called petty pride, I had nothing to say about it.

 

But since this was about severing the terrible connection with Fillen, I wanted to resolve it with my own hands, not anyone else’s.

 

Moreover, there was one more reason I could be stubborn about this unlikely possibility.

 

The belief that when I truly faced the worst situation, Kalian would save me.

 

Though it might seem shameless, I became certain after hearing Baron Delrond’s words.

 

I kept my head bowed until Kalian gave me an answer.

 

After a long silence, a sighing response came.

 

“…Fine.”

 

When I raised my head, I saw Kalian looking at me as if he found it absurd.

 

“I’ll grant your request. However.”

 

Riiip-

 

The resignation letter in Kalian’s hands was torn in half.

 

“Don’t ever bring me something like this again.”

 

Kalian said as he scattered the completely torn pieces of paper that were unrecognizable from their original form onto the table.

 

“As long as you don’t betray me, I will never let go of your hand.”

 

* * *

 

The resignation letter was something I gave to Kalian in preparation for any unforeseen circumstances.

 

If my innocence couldn’t be proven and his position became awkward, Kalian could escape with the reason that ‘she already resigned from her advisor position, so she has nothing to do with me.’

 

But Kalian didn’t accept the resignation letter, and instead made me write a vacation request.

 

The period was one month. It was his consideration so I could have enough time to uncover the truth of the incident.

 

The more Kalian showed consideration for me, the heavier my heart became.

 

The guilt of making him worry too much pressed heavily on my heart. Returning to my room, I placed my hand on my chest and let out a quiet sigh.

 

‘Please let this be resolved.’

 

So that I could stand confidently before Kalian again.

 

I earnestly hoped as I took out my luggage bag.

 

I was packing to go to the Williot Estate.

 

A maid knocked and entered.

 

“Baron, you have a visitor.”

 

“A visitor?”

 

“Yes. She said her name was Sara.”

 

My goodness. Sara came?

 

“Bring her in right away.”

 

I had hoped, but the person the maid brought was really Sara.

 

“Miss!”

 

“Sara!”

 

I hugged Sara tightly, not caring about the gazes around us.

 

The maid tactfully closed the door and left.

 

“Miss, Misa is…!”

 

“I know, I know too.”

 

Misa’s death came to mind anew and tears seemed about to pour out.

 

Rustle, Sara escaped from my embrace and shouted with a tear-stained face.

 

“There’s no way Misa would do such a thing! There must be some misunderstanding!”

 

“I don’t want to believe it either, but… His Grace said Misa was the culprit. His Grace wouldn’t say such a thing without any evidence.”

 

“No! That can’t be! Look at this!”

 

Sara took out a letter envelope from her bosom and held it out to me.

 

“It’s a letter from Misa to you! On the day Misa passed away, during the afternoon, she came to find my younger brother and asked him to deliver a letter to you!”

 

A letter sent by Misa?

 

“Give it to me.”

 

I almost snatched the envelope and tore it open.

 

The neat handwriting on the letter paper was definitely Misa’s handwriting. I had seen it for years, so I couldn’t be mistaken.

 

[To my dear Miss Leilah.

 

I hope you are doing well. Since you left the Williot Duchy, there hasn’t been a single day I haven’t worried about you.]

 

Every sentence was filled with Misa’s concern for me.

 

I wiped my reddened eyes with the back of my hand and read the letter contents to the end.

 

The reason Misa sent me the letter was written at the end.

 

[…Your birthday is approaching soon, so I’m thinking of coming to see you. If it would be inconvenient, I hope you’ll at least allow me to deliver a gift.]

 

After reading the letter to the end, I could know one fact for certain.

 

She was not the culprit who killed Sisly’s child.

 

If Misa had planned to kill Sisly’s child and commit suicide, she wouldn’t have left me such a letter.

 

But Fillen said Misa was the culprit.

 

There’s no way he would have pointed to Misa as the culprit without any basis.

 

‘Something’s there.’

 

Someone must have trapped Misa and me and framed us as culprits.

 

It couldn’t be that Fillen was acting to bind me.

 

Could it be Sisly, that woman who did this?

 

‘…That can’t be.’

 

No matter how much she hated me, she wouldn’t have set up such an enormous plan while killing her own child.

 

So there must be another culprit. Though I don’t know who it is.

 

Then didn’t that culprit kill Misa?

 

“…”

 

Thinking that way, anger surged up and my teeth ground automatically.

 

I will definitely find the culprit who killed Misa.

 

Directly, with my own hands.

 

“Sara, pack your things and let’s go to the Williot Duchy.”

 

Only then could dead Misa close her eyes in peace.

 

I finished packing my belongings and left the room with Sara.

 

A carriage was prepared at the palace entrance.

 

“Leilah.”

 

Just as I was loading my luggage into the cargo compartment and about to board the carriage, Kalian, who had appeared without me noticing, called my name.

 

I gestured for Sara to board the carriage first, then turned to look at him.

 

“Are you leaving now?”

 

“Yes. I want to handle this quickly.”

 

The thought that Misa might not be the culprit made me feel even more anxious.

 

I wanted to hurry and catch the unknown perpetrator before they could destroy all the evidence and escape.

 

Kalian stepped closer to me and looked down at the area around my neck.

 

“That necklace.”

 

“Ah.”

 

Come to think of it, I was wearing the spirit stone necklace he had given me.

 

“You seem to like the necklace?”

 

“Yes, well…”

 

I smiled awkwardly and touched the necklace.

 

“When I saw it at the shop, it looked fine, but now that I look at it, it seems a bit crude.”

 

“Does it?”

 

“Yes. A more elegant necklace would suit you better.”

 

Is that so? I thought it suited me quite well.

 

“When you return, I’ll give you a more elegant necklace as a gift.”

 

Kalian smiled lightly and placed his hands on both my shoulders.

 

“So make sure you come back safely.”

 

In his own way, he was telling me to return safely.

 

I nodded resolutely.

 

“I will definitely return. I also have something I want to give to Your Majesty.”

 

“You have something you want to give me?”

 

“Yes.”

 

The cufflinks I bought in Hutton.

 

I planned to give them to him as soon as I returned.

 

Without fail.

 

* * *

 

The carriage carrying Leilah gradually disappeared into the distance.

 

It was when Kalian, who had been standing there blankly until the carriage was completely out of sight, finally turned around.

 

“Huff, huff.”

 

Ber came running from far away. He must have been running quite urgently, as he was breathing heavily.

 

“Where are you going in such a hurry, Baron Delrond?”

 

“Where indeed!”

 

Ber, standing before Kalian, shouted while breathing roughly.

 

“I came running after hearing that Baron Aster was going to the Williot Duchy!”

 

Ber looked around and despaired when he confirmed there was no carriage.

 

“Has Baron Aster already left?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“You just let her go? You should have stopped her!”

 

“How could I stop her when she was going of her own accord?”

 

What’s with that indifferent reaction?

 

Ber had expected Kalian to be furious, but seeing him so calm, Ber narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

 

There must have been some conversation between Kalian and Leilah that he didn’t know about.

 

For example, the reason why Leilah went to the Williot Duchy.

 

The fundamental reason would be ‘that matter,’ of course.

 

“What did you discuss with Baron Aster?”

 

“Nothing much.”

 

So he doesn’t want to tell me.

 

“Please tell me, Your Majesty.”

 

Normally he would have let it go, but this time Ber was too curious and persistently pressed for answers.

 

However, Kalian never opened his mouth.

 

When Ber pouted in dissatisfaction, Kalian chuckled and patted Ber’s shoulder.

 

“Don’t worry. Leilah will definitely return.”

 

“…Is that so.”

 

He was still worried about Leilah, but there was nothing he could do about it right now.

 

All he could do was trust Kalian’s words that Leilah would definitely return.

 

After Ber trudged away, Kalian also returned to the Imperial Palace.

 

He was heading to his study when he stopped, sensing a presence behind him.

 

Hilltain quietly emerged from the darkness. Without turning to look at him, Kalian asked.

 

“What is it?”

 

“…Will you be alright?”

 

Though there was no subject or object, Kalian could understand what Hilltain was trying to say.

 

He was asking if it was really okay to let Leilah go like this.

 

Of course it wasn’t okay. Kalian was very worried about Leilah.

 

So much so that he wanted to follow her immediately.

 

But that wasn’t something he should do as her ‘superior.’

 

This matter was Leilah’s personal business, unrelated to work.

 

Moreover, since she had drawn a clear line saying she would handle it herself, he couldn’t interfere even more.

 

“I’m fine.”

 

So staying put was the right thing to do, but for some reason his mouth tasted bitter as if he had chewed medicinal herbs.

 

Kalian smiled bitterly and resumed his halted steps.

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