Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 39

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Chapter 39

Upon reaching the second floor, the manager guided them to a room that was even more spacious and luxuriously decorated than the showroom on the first floor.

The manager who had looked at Evnia with an expression of not knowing how to treat her no longer existed.

He took care of Evnia with utmost attention, as if worried she might accidentally twist her ankle.

“There’s a step ahead, so please be careful, miss.”

“Ah, yes…”

Evnia carefully sat on the sofa, feeling as if she were wearing expensive clothes that didn’t match her circumstances.

Considering what was about to unfold, it wouldn’t remain just a metaphor.

After confirming the manager had closed the door and left, Evnia gently shook Ram’s shoulder and whispered.

“Lord Ram… Why did you do that? A thousand gold. Do you even know how much money that is?”

“Huh, a decent dress is 20 gold, right? So I could buy about 50 of those. But since it would be tiring for both you and me to look at all those clothes, let’s mix in some really good ones too.”

“Lord Ram…!”

“First, how about taking off that suspicious-looking hat and cloak? Those people might mistake you for a foreign princess.”

“Earlier you said I looked like a wanted criminal.”

“Right, I meant a princess of the underworld.”

Saying so, Ram untied the ribbon that had been fastening under Evnia’s chin.

Evnia eventually had no choice but to pull down the hat she had borrowed from him.

It was a process she would have to go through anyway to try on the new dresses she was buying.

Ram leaned one arm against the backrest and quietly watched Evnia fidget as she undressed.

Perhaps concerned by her troubled expression, he soon added a frightening reminder.

“Since the amount to spend is already decided, if you don’t want to waste money, buy enough to fill the set amount. You can even go over.”

“You’re making unnecessary waste.”

“The princess is too frugal… The people of that kingdom must be very happy. Since their ruler doesn’t know luxury.”

Ram hummed some random melody to his own response, as if he had no interest whatsoever in Evnia’s refusal.

It was the first time she had felt such annoying emotions toward someone offering to buy her something.

While Evnia fell silent, at a loss for words, Ram turned his attention to the table placed in front of them.

On it were several books about clothing and catalogs with product information neatly arranged.

Ram, who had been deliberately making noise while flipping through promotional booklets, suddenly stopped his hands.

Ram called Evnia in a low voice.

“Evnia.”

“Yes.”

“This face… Does it look familiar to you too?”

Evnia, who had been neatly folding Ram’s coat, looked back at him with puzzled eyes.

She thought he was looking at the catalog, but unexpectedly, he was holding a wanted poster in his hands.

Momentarily flustered by the appearance of an unexpected item, Evnia opened her mouth in a daze upon discovering a familiar face within it.

“Could it be, this person…”

“It’s the guy who had breakfast with us, right?”

“Yes, his name is written here too.”

The name was Maximilian Hark, charged with treason and murder.

Looking at the charges, he seemed to be framed as the culprit who killed Franz, his former master, and fellow knights.

And his age… surprisingly, it really was thirty.

Evnia muttered sympathetically.

“Schwaiger’s knights must have betrayed Count Max again.”

“He’s become a complete villain now. Should I have offered to raise his salary? Even if I cut it in half, he probably can’t leave our manor now.”

“I really can’t understand your criteria for spending money, Lord Ram…”

“That’s simple. I spend where I want to spend and don’t spend where I don’t want to… Shh, someone’s coming in 5 seconds. One, two, three, four.”

The manager appeared instead of the silent five. Along with champagne, a portable rack, easily over dozens of dresses, and staff members too.

Ram didn’t even bother to hide the poster in his hand.

Ram held it out to the manager with an interested expression and asked.

“What’s this?”

“Huh? Ah…! I’m sorry. It’s a wanted poster we received this morning, but why is it there…”

The manager answered in a flustered voice and hurriedly looked back at the staff standing behind him.

Though their expressions couldn’t be seen from this direction, he probably glared at them fiercely.

Ram dismissed such concerns with a nonchalant tone.

“No need to apologize. I asked because I was curious. Do they really give 500 gold for catching this man?”

“Yes, that’s what they say… But I heard he’s hiding out in Litberck. No matter how good the money is, who would walk into such a dangerous place?”

“What’s so bad about Litberck? It seemed like a nice, quiet neighborhood with good water and air.”

“Are you perhaps from out of town?”

“No, I’m a native of this region.”

The manager, who had been giving him strange looks at Ram’s definitive answer, soon looked at Evnia and nodded as if he understood the reason.

Apparently, he judged that Ram was showing off in front of his lover.

“Someone as brave as you, sir, would naturally not be afraid, but it’s different for ordinary people like us. Besides, now there are two monsters in Litberck, not just one.”

“Monster? …Two?”

“Yes, well, I heard some noble lady was sold there as a bride… The knights who went to Litberg Castle said they actually saw that woman. Everyone was too frightened to say much, but she seemed to have become something beyond an ordinary person.”

“What an extraordinary thing to happen.”

Ram looked back at Evnia and muttered as if in admiration.

Showing his true expression only to his companion was exactly the same behavior the manager had just done.

Ram, who raised the corners of his mouth as if unable to contain his laughter, asked himself in a serious voice that contrasted with his expression.

“What on earth did she do to frighten even those brave knights?”

“Why are you curious about such ridiculous rumors? Manager, please show us the clothes you brought first.”

Evnia changed the subject while pretending not to know and stood up from her seat.

If he knew what kind of performance I put on in front of the knights, he would probably use it as an excuse to tease me enthusiastically again.

Fortunately, she seemed to have chosen an appropriate topic, as the shop people immediately pushed the story about the monster bride to the back burner.

The manager and staff, fully prepared to sell clothes, began pulling racks toward her as if they had been waiting.

It was an overwhelming amount just to look at.

Trying on everything would surely take considerable time and effort.

However, Evnia had no intention of choosing clothes she didn’t like, nor did she want to waste Ram’s money by paying for items she wouldn’t buy.

By the time they left this place, Ram would probably learn the lesson that shopping costs weren’t just gold coins.

Then naturally, he would stop readily putting down large sums of money for me like this.

“Shall I show this gentleman what it’s like to spend a thousand gold at a dress shop in one day?”

At Evnia’s pointed joke, all the staff burst into cheerful laughter.

As if finally realizing how the monster bride had frightened the knights, Ram’s belated murmur of “…Like this?” could be heard.

But even that was quickly drowned out by the miscellaneous noise of pulling racks and opening boxes.

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