Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 74

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Chapter 74

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Meanwhile, at the wedding venue where Hallara and Docheop had disappeared.

Servants moved busily, informing the guests enjoying the banquet that the ceremony had ended.

“The wedding is over just like that? They haven’t even exchanged wedding rings yet.”

“Exactly. The chef said he was planning to bring out something amazing as a wedding cake, so I was really looking forward to it… Tsk.”

The people remaining at the castle had much to say about the suddenly ended wedding.

Nikolai ordered that although the wedding was over, the banquet should continue until all the prepared food was gone. This was to avoid confusing the guests with shocking facts like catching spies or the bride and groom’s escape.

“Well, is the cake really important? What matters is that we got a good look at the face of the lady we’ll be serving from now on!”

“That’s right! In my time, we even held weddings near the stables! While smelling horse manure. Haha!”

Of course, most of the guests were people working at the castle, so most of them just assumed that’s how noble weddings were.

They hummed songs while drinking the alcohol provided by the ducal house.

“But what are you all wearing as a group?”

“Your clothes are a bit different from the other maids? They’re thick.”

Then some servants asked, looking at the attire of the annex maids.

The maids, except for May, answered while diligently carrying the food made by the chef.

“These are clothes that the young lady made for us.”

“The young lady made them for you?”

“Oh, is this a secret?”

“What secret!? The young lady is part of our family now, so it’s fine to talk about it.”

“I suppose so? Actually, the lady stayed at the annex before the wedding. She made these for us saying it’s winter now with cold winds, so we shouldn’t be cold.”

The maid continued proudly. This seemed like a good deed by the lady that was worth mentioning.

Then, a servant who was watching approached and examined the clothes closely.

“Wait. Isn’t this the wool that the merchant group brought in recently?”

It was fluffy and had good color, looking like wool.

“No way. Wool is expensive. She wouldn’t have made maid clothes with something that expensive.”

“That’s right! May said the lady received living expenses to buy shoes and jewelry. She used that money to buy wool and made clothes for all the annex servants… But was it really that expensive?”

“It’s expensive. Probably to make one outfit like what you’re wearing now, you’d have to spend several months’ worth of your salary. But she gave it to everyone at the annex?”

“Is it really that expensive? All the kids I saw were wearing this.”

The servants’ eyes widened.

They heard the young lady was a commoner, so maybe that’s why she wasn’t greedy?

But even if she was a commoner, she couldn’t spend all the large sum of money she received entirely on her subordinates. At least none of those who heard this story could do such a thing.

“Oh, look there. Young Master Helbeorn is wearing one too. Oh my. The young lady must have given gifts to the young master as well.”

And Helbeorn, who appeared just then, was wearing a red hat.

The striking color and texture made it visible from far away.

“To become close with Young Master Helbeorn… That’s not something just anyone can do.”

“It seems she’s not someone to be taken lightly just because she’s a commoner. Her personality must be like that of a saint.”

They murmured quietly in case Helbeorn might hear them. Very few people could handle Helbeorn’s temperament. To think there was a woman who could get along well with such a Helbeorn.

It was one surprise after another.

“What. This is it.”

And Helbeorn entered the venue late.

His attempt at dressing up was wearing the fur hat he had seized from Hallara.

“Where did that flighty girl go.”

Honestly, he wasn’t interested in the wedding.

He disliked crowded places and especially detested stiff ceremonies following proper etiquette.

But contrary to expectations, the wedding that Francesca had organized was far from stiff.

“There are only people I know?”

Everywhere were people working for the family.

And knights he saw every day at the training grounds were drinking and enjoying the banquet.

“Oho.”

Only then did a smile appear on Helbeorn’s lips. He thought that if it was this kind of wedding, he could enjoy it freely like a banquet.

“Hey, Helbeorn.”

At the voice calling him, Helbeorn turned his head.

The person who called him was a young man, alone in black, luxurious tailcoat among the armor and servant attire. Thanks to this, he stood out greatly.

And that blue hair too.

“Long time no see?”

“Wow. Don’t tell me you’re Jingle?”

Helbeorn recognized him immediately.

“Jingle? Your head is still full of muscle, I see. I’m tired of introducing myself as Junel now.”

Junel Tierphol.

He was the second son of the Tierphol family, a heroic family of the east.

“Same difference. Hey, Jingle. Want to have a sparring match with me? While you were gone, I’ve become almost the best in this family!”

Meeting an old friend, Helbeorn shouted excitedly.

Normally, instead of such a question, he should have given him a refreshing shoulder strike with his sword, but he didn’t do so since it was a banquet hall.

“Oh Helbeorn. Still playing with swords?”

Junel asked, drooping his eyebrows. Uncharacteristically, he was holding white champagne in one hand.

“I’ve quit fighting and such now. It’s boring.”

“It’s not because you’re weaker than me, is it?”

At the annoying words that reminded him of Nikolai, Helbeorn frowned.

“It’s not?”

Junel continued while forcing a smile.

“My brother can handle the sword to protect the family. I found my own path, that’s what I mean.”

“What is it.”

“Business.”

“You’ve become boring.”

Helbeorn, disgusted by Junel acting mature, flicked his hand dismissively.

“Helbeorn. By the way, why are you wearing that ridiculous thing on your head. Is that kind of thing popular in the Western Empire these days?”

“Oh, this. That flighty girl… um, no, sister-in-law? Ah, right. Sister-in-law made it for me.”

He changed Hallara’s title appropriately. If he called her flighty girl, Junel might look down on him more.

“Oh, sister-in-law? You’re already calling her sister-in-law?”

“Of course.”

“Even though she’s a commoner?”

“I don’t care about that stuff. If I acknowledge her, then I acknowledge her.”

There was nothing bothersome about it. Rather, thanks to the sword Hallara gave him, he was reborn, so there was no reason not to acknowledge her.

“You acknowledged her. I’m curious.”

At the mention that even that Helbeorn acknowledged a woman, Junel showed curiosity.

“Never mind that, tell me about the business you’re doing. Let me hear about it!”

At the question asked while putting his arm around his shoulder, Junel took a sip of champagne. The appearance of his friend putting on airs instead of his past hot-blooded self was awkward, but Helbeorn decided to respect his friend.

“It’s the slave business.”

“Huh? Slaves? Were you interested in that kind of thing?”

“Slaves exist all over the world, you know? I just introduce those slaves to legitimate owners.”

“What a good deed you’re doing.”

“Plus there are many interesting slaves. Ah, I got a really fascinating slave this time. A slave with tremendous strength.”

“Strong enough for you to say that…?”

At those words, Helbeorn perked up his ears.

“Actually, he won’t sell. Everyone avoids him because he’s too strong and difficult to tame. They say he might bite his master.”

“Oho? That’s somewhat interesting.”

“Want to come see him sometime?”

Helbeorn nodded innocently.

He had his own thoughts about it.

‘I was thinking of giving her a gift in return for receiving the sword from Nallari. This would be perfect.’

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Capturing the traitor wasn’t a particularly difficult task.

“Tell Morgan I have something to discuss with him and to come to the underground prison. And station knights around the area. Make sure Morgan can’t escape.”

Morgan walked into the underground prison on his own and was bound by the knights’ hands.

“Wh-what in the world are you all doing? Why are you locking me up in prison!”

“It’s the Viscount’s order to detain you. We’re just following the Viscount’s commands, so if you’re curious about the reason, ask him yourself.”

The knights who bound him were just as clueless about the situation as Morgan, who was protesting his innocence.

“The Viscount couldn’t possibly do this. I was out patrolling the dominion until morning.”

Clank clank-!

Morgan cursed inwardly as he looked at the restraints fastened around his wrists.

‘What the hell is going on?’

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