Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 49

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Chapter 49

 

Evnia silently went to sit in the spot next to Ram that he had indicated.

 

She had worried that Ram might barricade himself behind closed doors again because she had come to find him, but surprisingly he accepted her visit without reservation.

 

He was even acting as if he had already half-forgotten her confession.

 

‘Is he planning to just pretend not to know and let it pass?’

 

That would certainly be more comfortable for her than him running away to avoid her every time.

 

Evnia told him about what had happened when she went down below the manor, showing no emotion.

 

As Ram had thought, the materials in question were not written directly by Evnia but were content she had received from Yens.

 

She had simply organized the information Yens provided and added a few explanations to match the current situation.

 

Yens said that even while fleeing to foreign lands, he couldn’t bear to leave behind the evidence he had painstakingly gathered. He said he had lived all this time clinging to regret, unable to abandon the hope that someday he could clear his grievances.

 

But that was probably hope. It had to be hope.

 

“What a tragic story.”

 

Ram nodded calmly after hearing about the circumstances of those who had fled from Schwaiger.

 

Was it because it wasn’t a particularly surprising story, or because he wasn’t moved to help?

 

Unable to guess his true feelings from his reaction, Evnia spoke with an anxious voice.

 

“…Can you help?”

 

“Haven’t you been asking for help this whole time?”

 

Ram asked back in a nonchalant tone.

 

His lukewarm attitude seemed to come from a reaction that hadn’t considered refusal from the start.

 

Hearing what sounded like an answer that he could help as much as she wanted, Evnia felt a bit strange.

 

She had never experienced such unconditional support before.

 

Evnia answered hesitantly.

 

“I did consider the possibility that you might refuse, saying it was bothersome.”

 

“What were you planning to do if I refused.”

 

“I was going to tell you the tenth reason why you can’t get along well with Schwaiger Baron.”

 

As if it was an unexpected answer, Ram looked at Evnia with interested eyes.

 

Apart from trusting his character, Evnia had quite sincerely prepared grounds to persuade him. She had hoped this wouldn’t be entirely bothersome for him either.

 

Evnia turned over the document he was holding and opened the very last page. Then she pointed with her index finger to one spot on the map she had copied there.

 

“This land is Litberck.”

 

“What?”

 

“The place where Schwaiger Baron carried out his land development project.”

 

“…So you’re saying that bastard stole my land?”

 

“Yes. I had the chance to look at Lord Seven’s map recently, and here, Litberck’s original territory definitely extended beyond the river. But Schwaiger Baron arbitrarily encroached all the way to the riverbank. He’s also drawing agricultural water from here.”

 

Had he believed that the stigma of being cursed land was protecting him perfectly?

 

Ram’s expression became blank for a moment.

 

Evnia had also been quite surprised when she confirmed the documents Yens had given her.

 

To think that the barren land that was supposedly too close to Litberck for anyone to live on was actually truly Litberck!

 

Yens seemed unaware of this fact, but there was no way Schwaiger Baron, the landowner, could have proceeded without knowing this.

 

This was deliberate encroachment.

 

“So when we go to the party and say let’s get along well, Schwaiger Baron will probably…”

 

“Tell me, I’m mentally prepared now.”

 

“Think we’re pushovers.”

 

Ram clenched his fist tightly around the hand he had been quickly tapping toward Evnia and let out a groan.

 

He muttered in an incredulous tone.

 

“So the baron’s son didn’t come all the way to my manor for nothing.”

 

The problematic land development project had started a full 20 years ago.

 

Having farmed someone else’s land without permission for all those long years with nothing happening, the other party would have gradually grown suspicious.

 

Perhaps that fearsome Monster of Litberck didn’t actually exist, or perhaps he had become unable to even protect his own property.

 

“Well done. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have known the neighboring estate was gradually stealing land bit by bit.”

 

Saying this, Ram started to pat Evnia’s head but stopped midway and withdrew his hand. He seemed to belatedly become conscious of her feelings.

 

Evnia quickly took the initiative before he could pull his hand away.

 

“You can touch me, I won’t misunderstand anything strange.”

 

“That’s not why, you know? I just hesitated thinking it might be rude, you know?”

 

Ram quickly protested like someone whose foot had fallen asleep. He barely avoided stuttering, but was completely unconvincing.

 

“You just patted me last time.”

 

“You didn’t look happy then. Don’t women hate having their hair messed up?”

 

“I liked it. I don’t get many chances to be touched by Lord Ram.”

 

“Could you at least pretend to be shy or something…”

 

Ram let out a heartfelt sigh and leaned back far to the opposite side to avoid her.

 

Even Evnia thought her reaction wasn’t exactly normal.

 

When you think of a girl in love, you’d normally picture someone blushing shyly as he said.

 

If she had met him in Hessen, if he were an ordinary person and she were an ordinary girl, could she have had the luxury of such hesitation?

 

Would she have believed the time given to them was infinite?

 

Ram, who had been looking at Evnia intently with an expression wondering what to do about this, suddenly spoke up.

 

“I’m suddenly worried.”

 

“About what?”

 

“What if you fall for me even more after seeing me take down the bad guys. I’m probably going to look really cool, you know?”

 

Could this comment also be part of his efforts to make her not fall for him more?

 

Thinking this reasonable suspicion, Evnia suggested the opposite possibility.

 

“I might realize that Lord Ram isn’t especially nice only to me and end up liking you less.”

 

“If I help these people, will you stop liking me?”

 

“I can’t give you a definite answer.”

 

Evnia answered aristocratically. Meaning she had appropriately evaded the answer to avoid an unfavorable topic.

 

To this, Ram just let out a hollow laugh as if incredulous and didn’t press further.

 

Seeing that reaction, Evnia became anxious instead.

 

It was because she suddenly worried whether she was being too selfish.

 

Evnia asked while watching Ram’s expression.

 

“…You won’t set conditions, will you?”

 

“What conditions?”

 

“You could make demands in return. Like asking me not to like you anymore in exchange for helping, something like that.”

 

“Didn’t you say it’s not something you can just stop when you want to stop?”

 

Evnia closed her mouth.

 

If he wanted it, she felt she could at least pretend otherwise, but that wasn’t an answer she wanted to readily offer from her side.

 

When Evnia hesitated without easily giving an answer, Ram crossed his arms and said.

 

“So I’m going to try my own methods.”

 

“…What methods?”

 

“First, I’m going to look for some handsome men. Though it won’t be easy to find someone as good-looking as me.”

 

“That might be difficult in Litberck… There are only six people living in this vast manor.”

 

“That’s why we need to go outside. Conveniently, Countess Janet is hosting a party tomorrow.”

 

“When did you hear about that?”

 

“…”

 

Ram exercised his right to remain silent at Evnia’s question.

 

No matter how small a gathering, it couldn’t be planned the day before.

 

If it was a party being held tomorrow, the invitations had probably already been sent out before they encountered Countess Janet in the dressing room.

 

This meant there was a high possibility he had known about this schedule from the beginning. The timing of telling her had just been delayed.

 

Since she understood why he had been quiet until now, Evnia silently changed the subject.

 

“So what should I do tomorrow?”

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