Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 68

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Episode 68

‘That’s what makes it interesting. I’ve gotten tired of watching nobles gather and have stiff weddings every time.’

Moreover, this time none other than that Francesca was involved. She had been from a remarkable family even before marrying into Bloodmere.

A relative of the Western Empire’s Emperor.

The Empress’s younger sister was none other than her.

She knew she was the most accomplished among the wives of the Four Great Families.

Such a woman born with noble blood taking a commoner as her son’s match?

‘That’s impossible.’

Moreover, openly inviting the Four Great Families meant there was something she was hiding.

‘What is she planning to do by calling us here? Ah, I want to ask.’

She was itching with curiosity.

‘Earlier the servants were whispering that there are even rumors she’s gone mad. Is it true?’

She wanted to quickly ask Francesca.

“Let’s talk while enjoying the banquet food first.”

“Shall we?”

Garel examined Francesca’s face in detail. Though hidden by thick makeup, Francesca’s under-eyes were definitely dark. But true to a family that produced an Empress, her expression showed no trace of sadness or worry as she was skilled at hiding emotions.

‘Right, there’s still plenty of time.’

Garel smiled leisurely and folded her fan.

Francesca guided them to a table prepared in advance.

Since they were noble ladies who had come from afar, she had prepared a separate dinner for them.

Even while taking her seat, Garel kept examining Francesca’s expression.

If she showed an opening, she planned to naturally steer the conversation by saying “Oh my, Madam. Your face is full of worry. What on earth happened?”

“What is all this?”

But noisy Eva from Cardia interfered with this.

“Did you come to fill your belly at the wedding, Lady Cardia?”

Garel immediately gave her a hint.

“Of course not, but look at these things. These are dishes I’ve never seen before.”

“What fuss over some food… Hm?”

Only then did Garel blink her eyes upon seeing the dishes laid out so abundantly the table legs might break.

She had thought how different could food be, but the food she saw today was something even she had never seen in her life.

“What is it?”

The same words as Eva inevitably came out.

“What else would it be? It’s a dinner for you ladies. A spe-cial din-ner being presented to you first.”

Francesca grinned.

It included the dishes Hallara had made for them, dishes made by Hotsen and the head chef following Hallara’s recipes.

And cabbage kimchi was with them.

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Wearing a dress adorned with red rubies, I walked calmly while observing my surroundings.

It was time to briefly greet the guests before the next part of the ceremony.

I saw familiar faces here and there.

The annex maids, and knights from the Third Knight Division.

Perhaps because I was dressed so splendidly, they didn’t dare approach me carelessly.

‘Being splendid is better for now. If I’m with people I’m close to, it’ll be hard for the traitor to approach.’

By the way, Docheop was nowhere to be seen.

“Junel. Stay by my side the whole time.”

Instead, Junel was with me.

[Of course.]

Junel, with his arms crossed, climbed onto my shoulder.

He’s acting tough, but actually he’s doing this because he got thoroughly scolded by me.

As if he knew what kind of guy the traitor would be.

Just because someone approached me didn’t necessarily mean they were friendly toward me.

“This is the most important day of my life with my life on the line. Stay alert.”

I spoke sternly like Nikolai.

Junel nodded vigorously and stood close to me.

“Hmm.”

But hardly anyone approached me.

Well, with everyone here glancing at me and staring, even I would find it difficult to approach.

“Ah, my stomach.”

[Don’t tell me you’re acting?]

“Ugh. Did I suddenly eat something too greasy? My stomach hurts.”

I pretended to clutch my motionless stomach and slowly slipped out of the banquet hall.

There was still time before the next part of the ceremony.

I intended to give the traitor a chance to approach during that time.

“Ugh, my stomach.”

[How embarrassing, Hallara.]

“Be quiet. Anyway, everyone here is from the castle.”

[I was saying earlier but didn’t finish – there are nobles here too. The remaining three great families except for the Northern Empire that’s at war with that Duke guy. Plus with you here, it’s like the historic Four Great Families have gathered!]

Three great families?

No wonder there were many people in exotic clothing. Francesca probably invited them, but it actually worked out well. It would have been more suspicious if a noble wedding was overflowing with only commoners.

“Did the young lady from the Cardia Ducal House come too?”

[Cardia, that healer family? Come to think of it, I think I saw that family’s matriarch earlier. They always stick together, so the whole family probably came.]

That meant she had come.

[But why do you ask? Do you know each other?]

I shook my head at Junel’s words.

I knew her, but she didn’t know me.

She was a character I had seen in the original work.

‘But I don’t have the luxury to think about that now.’

I took a deep breath and moved toward the back of the secluded terrace. Unlike yesterday, the sky full of dark clouds was gloomy even in broad daylight.

Whether from the chilly wind or anxiety, my body trembled.

[Hallara. Be careful. A stranger is approaching.]

Finally, here he comes.

I gulped.

Junel also held onto my hair and held his breath.

It was when I leaned slightly against the bushes.

“It’s dangerous to be alone.”

A man wearing brigandine and leather shoulder guards approached.

He didn’t seem to be a knight.

All the knights I had seen at the training grounds wore belts with the Bloodmere insignia.

[He reeks terribly. Such a sinister aura… This is ominous.]

Junel said while circling around him.

“Who are you?”

At my highly guarded question, the man spread both hands to show them.

“Ah, I apologize. I’m late with introductions. I’m the security captain of Bloodmere Castle.”

“Security captain?”

“Yes. You probably haven’t seen me before. I’ve been away from the castle for a while patrolling the village. I just returned today.”

I nodded slowly.

“You seemed to have a stomachache – are you feeling alright?”

It seemed he had been watching me and followed.

“Yes. Everyone was staring at me, so I came out because I felt uncomfortable.”

“I see. Then I’ll keep watch, so please sit at the garden table and rest for a moment. I’ll let you know if anyone comes.”

He spoke kindly.

If he were the traitor, he wouldn’t miss this perfect opportunity to be alone with me, but he chose to keep watch instead.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it.”

He smiled, lifting the corners of his mouth, and bowed lightly. A scar was visible at the trembling corner of his lips.

Suddenly, a name from the novel that I had completely forgotten flashed before my eyes.

“…Morgan?”

Morgan Pedrick.

The snake-like bastard who was Bloodmere’s traitor, slipping away like an eel even after the family’s destruction and living well.

Whether to execute the traitor or save the village people.

Docheop, who had been torn between the two choices, ultimately chose the latter.

He was an extra who passed by faster than me.

“…I thought you didn’t recognize me at all.”

When I called his name, his kind expression crumbled as if removing a mask.

“Lady Hallara.”

He grabbed me and whispered almost tearfully.

“Why on earth have you been ignoring the communications from the Order all this time… Why.”

“The Order…?”

Please.

“The Lord is trying to leave that place to find you.”

“That place?”

Please tell me it’s not there.

“Where else would it be? Seraphim’s Paradise!”

Morgan answered through gritted teeth at my question.

Seraphim’s Paradise.

A place that no one in this world wouldn’t know.

The center of the northern, southern, eastern, and western empires, and where the fallen angel Johannes, who came to annihilate humanity, is sealed.

‘I hoped it wouldn’t be true, but as expected, Hallara was connected to them.’

I had anticipated it, but hearing it directly made my heart feel heavy.

[Ugh, this guy reeks. But what is he talking about! Hallara, did you know this bastard?]

Junel went wild at the mention of Seraphim.

Of course, he was a stranger to me too. But if he was someone the original Hallara knew before I possessed her body, I needed to investigate thoroughly.

“Please give me some kind of answer! While I’ve been out of contact with you, I’ve been searching only for you under the pretense of village reconnaissance.”

Morgan grabbed onto me persistently.

Now it was time to speak.

“How much do you know about me?”

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