Newlywed Life Begins with a Mistake - Chapter 29
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Chapter 29
Momentarily flustered by the sudden physical contact, I forcefully pushed the man away and snatched the dagger from his waist, pointing it at his throat.
“Urgh!”
“Bell, why…”
“Bell, why….”
“Who is it?”
The contact made without consent was unpleasant, but this man acted as if he knew me all too well.
He was an extremely suspicious character through and through.
“Bell, why so suddenly! Urgh! I understand!”
When the cold blade touched his throat, the man finally raised both hands up, sensing the seriousness.
But I didn’t let my guard down.
I pulled the blade back slightly to give him room to breathe, creating some distance.
If necessary, I could cut off his breath in an instant.
‘Wait, have I ever killed someone?’
I suddenly questioned myself for being so confident that I could kill the man before me as if it were natural.
A sudden sense of disconnect came over me, but I cleared away the distracting thoughts and began the interrogation.
“Affiliation.”
“Name.”
“Purpose.”
“Why?”
“Lies.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
I don’t know who Count Heteus is, but the person before me is not Count Heteus.
My intuition told me so.
Feeling the cold sensation, the man urgently spoke up.
“Al, alright! I’m sorry for lying! I’ll tell you the truth! So please put that away!”
“Don’t lie.”
I don’t know who Baron Hetus is, but the person in front of me is not Baron Hetus.
My instincts told me so.
The man quickly pulled his mouth away as he felt the cold sensation.
“Okay, okay! I’m sorry for lying! I’ll tell you the truth! So please put that thing away!”
“Don’t even think about doing anything stupid.”
At his desperate plea, I pulled my sword back.
But no sooner had I shown mercy than the man threw a bullet at me.
“Sorry, Bell.”
Right after Evelyn left her seat.
‘Should I go with them?’
Cassian, who had been staring at the empty space, suddenly fell into deep thought.
He had sent Pavel along as an escort knight, but an indescribable emotion overwhelmed him.
Even when she witnessed the waiter spilling wine on her dress, she remained calm, thinking it was an obvious ploy, but perhaps it was because the seat next to her was empty.
Somehow, I felt a sense of emptiness.
-My lord, they say it will be up for auction soon.
-Count Mute’s spies are at number 23.
-Are you listening, my lord? Don’t tell me there’s a problem with the artifact? My lord!
-Your Excellency, if you can hear this, please respond!
The voices of his subordinates came through constantly from beyond the artifact.
“I know.”
Cassian, who belatedly responded to the urging of his subordinates who had been lying in wait, turned his gaze to the stage.
“The item up for auction this time is the Spring of Traces! Bidding starts at 100,000 gold!”
No sooner had the host finished speaking than signs went up everywhere.
The Spring of Traces surpassed 1 million gold in an instant.
As the heated atmosphere pushed the price past 3 million gold, exceeding the average price, participants began dropping out one by one.
“3.5 million gold!”
“3.6 million gold.”
“3.7 million gold!”
“3.8 million gold.”
As expected, Count Mute’s lackeys were continuously driving up the price with triumphant expressions on their faces.
Cassian, who had known their identities early on, twisted his lips and observed the situation with detachment.
The Spring of Traces, which had been rising steeply, had reached 4 million gold before anyone knew it.
Just as the Spring of Traces was about to fall into the hands of Count Mute’s subordinates.
“6 million gold.”
“7 million gold.”
“8 million gold.”
A feminine voice echoed throughout the venue.
With all eyes suddenly focused on him, Cassian looked at the Count Mute’s subordinates with a leisurely smile.
Falling for the provocation, they hastily raised their signs and increased their bids.
“5.1 million gold!”
“6 million gold.”
“6.1 million gold!”
“7 million gold.”
“7.1 million gold!”
“8 million gold.”
“8.5 million gold!”
Desperately raising the price, he called out what he thought was a high amount, but it was useless.
To Casian, it was mere pocket change.
“10 million gold.”
“Ten, ten million gold has been called! Is there anyone who will bid a higher amount?”
Not having expected amounts in the thousands, their eyes shook violently.
No matter how important the Spring of Traces was, buying a one-time artifact for 10 million gold was a loss.
While they hesitated at the price that far exceeded expectations, the Spring of Traces went to Casian.
“Congratulations, customer number 59! The Spring of Traces is sold!”
Casian, who paid cash on the spot, leisurely took the Spring of Traces and left the auction house.
But then.
Clang!
A sudden ambush came flying.
Casian reflexively deflected the attack and quickly created distance.
He deployed a shield, but intense killing intent was surging.
Seeing that his shoulder was targeted, the robed man surely knew his weakness.
Kwaaaaang!
Chaeng!
Before he could even sense the presence, a loud explosion sound came from the left.
Under the relentless barrage of attacks, Casian responded by imbuing his longsword with red aura.
His opponent also manifested blue aura while swinging his sword.
Each time the two swords crossed, the marble corridor was gouged out.
“Did you change your swordsmanship already?”
Casian, who deflected the blade, burst into mockery.
Though the sword style had changed, the variations remained the same.
If this was someone he knew, then surely.
“It wouldn’t be good to think of other things in front of me.”
Clang!
He would still relentlessly dig in to find his openings.
The moment he deflected the opposing blade, their gazes met in midair.
When he had seen him before, he was shorter than himself, but now they were at similar eye level.
Whether his build had suddenly grown, the force behind his opponent’s sword was stronger than before.
Swoooosh!
As if declaring his territory, the man activated a trap.
Spears that seemed ready to pierce flesh poured down like rain.
Casian nimbly dodged them, waiting for the right moment to catch his opponent’s opening.
Just as he was aiming for the man’s chest.
“My lady, please come out quickly!”
Along with a loud explosion, an urgent cry was heard from behind him.
“!”
Casian reflexively stopped his actions.
His opponent did the same.
Though thick smoke spread through the corridor making vision dizzy, only the man’s eyes were clear as if nothing could obscure them.
Though his face was hidden by a mask, there was tenderness in his eyes.
He could have plunged a knife into his heart right then, but strangely, Casian’s hand wouldn’t move.
Just as Casian was hesitating.
“You’re lucky, Duke.”
The man spoke ambiguously, deflected his sword, and disappeared into the smoke.
Casian, who had been pursuing him, suddenly stopped his chase when he heard a voice not long after.
“Bell, see you later.”
Contrary to his expectations, the man bid farewell to Evelyn before vanishing without a trace.
At the anticlimactically ended fight, Casian let out a hollow laugh and irritably ran his fingers through his hair.
“An!”
“An! Where are you!”
“…An.”
Evelyn, who faced Count Heteus, searched for the man as if wailing, then collapsed with a thud.
* * *
“Mmm.”
“My lady!”
“Are you conscious?”
When I opened my eyes, intense gazes poured down on me.
Matthew, the ducal house’s physician, and the maids were looking at me with worry.
I stretched and asked nonchalantly while drinking water.
“Don’t tell me, did I collapse again?”
“Yes!”
“My laaady, you really need to take some tonic medicine!”
Rose and Mary made a fuss with tearful faces, then left the room saying they would bring soup.
I wondered if it was worth making such a big deal about.
“You were unconscious for 3 days.”
“What? Has that much time already passed?”
Hearing Matthew’s words, I finally felt the seriousness of the situation.
‘Was it because of that man?’
When the mysterious man threw something at me in the auction house powder room, acrid smoke spread instantly.
[Sorry, Bell.]
I tried to secure my vision, but it wasn’t easy.
The thick smoke made me frown involuntarily, and I burst into a series of coughs.
[You right now! Cough!]
[Sorry! See you later.]
In the meantime, the man suddenly disappeared.
[My lady, please come out quickly!]
Pabel, who sensed something was wrong, took me and hurriedly evacuated.
With Pabel’s support, I came out to the corridor and coughed while covering my mouth with my hand.
Just as I was trying to steady my breathing and calm myself.
[Bell.]
A familiar voice echoed in my ears.
My body reacted first before I could even realize it.
[An!]
There was no mistake.
That voice was all too familiar.
A sense of longing came over me as if I had met a separated family member.
My heart pounded.
I pushed through the thick smoke and moved toward the source of the sound.
But the man bid farewell as if he wouldn’t allow our meeting.
[Bell, see you later.]
[An! Where are you!]
I ran frantically to catch the man, but only Casian was there.
[Madam.]
[…An.]
There was no one who could be presumed to be the owner of that voice.
“Something was strange. It was my first time going to an auction house, but it felt familiar somehow, like I had met someone I knew.”
Recalling the situation from that day, I muttered as if entranced.
Thud. Matthew, who had been preparing medicine, suddenly stopped his actions.
“You felt like you met someone you knew?”
A crack appeared in Matthew’s voice.
Matthew’s face became somewhat rigid, and he awkwardly raised the corners of his mouth, then handed me the potion while staring intently at me.
“…Could you tell me in more detail?”
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