Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 50

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Chapter 50

“Finding young and charming men?”

“Not that.”

“Ah, show me that acting you did when the soldiers came looking last time.”

“You want me to match the atmosphere, right?”

“That’s right, intimidation is half about momentum.”

It was when Evnia had lost her words and fallen silent.

Ram, who had wiped the smile from his face as if the jokes were over, asked what seemed like the most playful question yet.

“And this is the most important question – what do you hate most among rats, frogs, and pigs?”

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“Hello, beautiful lady. We haven’t met before. If it’s not too presumptuous, may I ask you for a dance… E-excuse me. I-I didn’t realize you had a partner.”

The fifth dance applicant backed away with the same ghostly expression as his predecessors.

Evnia, who had been preparing words of refusal, simply closed her mouth and swallowed a sigh inwardly.

This opponent too must have spotted someone standing three steps behind her, glaring menacingly.

‘If this is how it’s going to be, why did he even say he’d help me find a handsome man…’

It had been fine up until finishing her preparations and arriving at Mrs. Janet’s villa for the party.

Though it was a place that couldn’t be entered without an invitation, with a partner who could move anywhere at will, entry restrictions were merely nominal constraints, and since it was quite a large party, the attendees didn’t guard against unfamiliar faces, which was convenient.

The problem arose after entering the ballroom hall.

Ram had positioned himself at an appropriate distance from her, saying that dance applicants would only appear if he wasn’t around.

Being left alone among the crowd wasn’t actually much of a problem.

That was something she’d experienced often in Hessen, and to stop Ram’s ridiculous plan, being alone was actually more convenient.

Evnia had no intention whatsoever of scouting new husband candidates as Ram expected.

Since he would be the one dealing with those who asked her to dance anyway, she thought she could just refuse them herself.

But what was she supposed to do about the opposite case?

That is, if Ram was chasing away every man who approached her.

Evnia tilted her head back slightly and asked in a lowered voice.

“…Why was it this time?”

“Why do you think? He was obviously ugly.”

“Weren’t you the one who said a man’s face isn’t everything, Lord Ram?”

“Even so, he should at least be at a level that suits you when standing beside you. What kind of confidence did he have to hit on you? Looking like a half-melted snail, though he does know you’re pretty. Tsk. It’s the end times, the end times.”

Besides appearance, Ram’s judging criteria were diverse.

Terrible fashion sense, too short, shifty eyes, obviously a playboy, and so on.

To Evnia, they all seemed like ordinary gentlemen, yet he sent them all away with unconvincing reasons.

While it was fortunate that she was spared the trouble of refusing them, Evnia wanted to stop this meaningless activity soon.

“If this is how it’s going to be, couldn’t you just refuse them for me from beside me?”

“No, the night is still long. Shall we go look over there too?”

“Let’s stop here for today. I don’t want to die from lightning for cheating.”

“…Could that actually happen? We’re just scouting candidates.”

“Strictly speaking, isn’t this active misconduct?”

While Ram pondered what the covenant would allow, Evnia quickly approached him as he hid behind a pillar.

Indeed, if they sent away any more men asking her to dance, they would likely draw attention in a strange way.

“Still, it was fun. It’s nice to come to a place where no one recognizes me.”

When living in Hessen, there weren’t gentlemen who asked her to dance like now.

No, there weren’t none at all, but even when someone occasionally approached, it was mostly from base curiosity or malicious pranks.

This seemed to be the first time she’d received normal attention like other girls her age.

Thanks to that, she had fulfilled another memory she’d regretted in life.

Considering that their original purpose for coming here was different, she felt she might have indulged her personal desires too much.

“Next time, shall we go to the capital too? The prospects might be better there.”

“…You haven’t forgotten why we came here, have you?”

“That target shows no signs of appearing.”

Ram, who replied so indifferently, surveyed the party hall with narrowed eyes.

As he said, Baron Schwaiger had not yet shown his face in the venue.

Therefore, they hadn’t been able to approach Mrs. Janet, who was greeting guests at the entrance.

Today’s plan was to approach when Mrs. Janet was with the baron and naturally ask for an introduction.

“He’s not going to not come, is he?”

“Since they said the Countess and Count would also attend the party, he’ll come. Well, if he doesn’t come, we’ll make him come.”

“I was worrying for nothing…”

Whether Baron Schwaiger appeared here voluntarily or involuntarily wasn’t particularly important from the start.

They just needed an appropriate stage to reveal the baron’s misdeeds.

If his arrival was truly delayed, Ram could simply bring him directly and throw him onto the ballroom floor.

That would be a memorable entrance in its own way.

She was staring blankly at the ballroom, thinking that he might slide quite far on such a polished floor.

She made eye contact with a man.

Though the man wasn’t in Evnia’s memory, he seemed to know her and was sending persistent glances her way.

Faint confusion and agitation, and suspicion.

Evnia, who had been analyzing the emotions in the other’s gaze one by one, suddenly realized something and turned around sharply.

Evnia faced Ram and whispered quietly with her face close to his chest.

“Lord Ram, we’re in big trouble.”

“Why?”

“Now that I think about it, even if no one recognizes you, there might be people who recognize me. Schwaiger’s knights came to the manor last time.”

At that time, Evnia had been standing on the stair landing while the knights were positioned near the entrance.

She wanted to believe her face wouldn’t have been clearly visible since the ceiling was high, but the problem wasn’t just her appearance. She also had quite noticeable hair color.

Light rose-gold blonde wasn’t objectively a common color.

“He keeps staring at me, so I think he’s noticed… Should we leave now?”

“Fleeing at times like this is amateur.”

“Pardon?”

“Evnia, smile.”

“…Pardon?”

“Hurry up and smile. With a happy and bright expression that a woman married to a monster could never make.”

Evnia reflexively pulled up the corners of her mouth.

She didn’t know if it was the smile that matched his request, but Ram immediately escorted her to the ballroom without delay.

“You know how to dance, right?”

“Yes, I do, but…”

“Then dance quickly, with elegant and dazzling moves that a monster’s bride could never perform.”

By now, Evnia was beginning to understand what he was saying.

Whether she was following his instructions well with her body was, of course, a separate matter.

Evnia began stepping desperately to match Ram’s lead, feeling as if her mouth corners might cramp.

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