The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 154

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Chapter 154

When the three of us hurriedly arrived at the reception room.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Delmia Naisar.”

With her dazzling red-gold hair flowing down, Delmia looked at Aibella with ruby-like sparkling red eyes.

“I’m sorry for coming without notice.”

And then…

“Not at all. You’re welcome.”

Aibella’s eyes, which had been fierce, softened.

“Please come anytime… You’ll stay for dinner tonight, right? Oh, I’m Aibella Dotson, no wait, Aibella Backhun. Nice to meet you.”

That’s when I realized.

Delmia wasn’t being rude. She didn’t lack knowledge of etiquette either.

She simply knew etiquette but also knew she didn’t have to follow it. She didn’t even think it was a bad thing.

The Empire’s greatest beauty who had wanted to enter the temple actually lacked social skills. No, it was more accurate to say she didn’t need them.

“Um, shall I bring you something to drink? Is your seat uncomfortable? If you’d like to stay here, should I have the guest room cleaned up right away?”

Aibella was doing things she hadn’t even done for Alpheus in the original story.

Delmia answered calmly.

“Oh, no. I can stay at Naisar’s townhouse.”

The Marquis Naisar House’s financial situation was better than ours. In that sense, gambling was scarier than curses.

“I just…”

Delmia’s red eyes turned toward Alpheus, who was standing behind me looking bewildered.

“I, I, I heard that you two have been, um, close lately…”

Facing Alpheus, she suddenly began stuttering severely.

“I, I, I just, well, my heart… I also… want to be close… ah.”

I quietly raised an eyebrow.

I could easily guess what kind of rumors had reached the south.

That Marquis Sears was staying at Bacchan’s townhouse and came to pick her up whenever Princess Backhun’s gatherings ended…

The Empire’s greatest beauty, having heard those rumors, had been stamping her feet in unrequited love and finally came all the way to the capital.

It was a situation that anyone with even a pinky finger’s worth of sense would notice.

But right now, everyone except Alpheus and me was out of their minds looking at Delmia’s face.

And Alpheus didn’t possess even a pinky nail’s worth of sense.

‘I’ve traveled all four cardinal directions but still haven’t found Alpheus’s sense anywhere in the world…’

While I was thinking painfully, Alpheus said cheerfully.

“Aha! You wanted to make friends with peers!”

Once again, only Alpheus was happy in this situation.

“Then you’re truly welcome! That’s the purpose of social gatherings, isn’t it? Making as many friends as possible.”

“Fr, fr, friends? Are you two just friends then?”

Aibella quickly answered that question.

“No! Absolutely not!”

Aibella drew a line with Alpheus, wanting to make the best impression on Delmia.

“I’m friends with Brisa. Brisa and I are on the same level.”

She continued desperately.

“Um, I’m just doing some work with the Marquis.”

“Work?”

Delmia had the ability to confuse people’s minds, but not the ability to modify memories.

If left like this, after parting with Delmia, Aibella would blame herself saying ‘I told such secrets?’ and cancel all future gatherings, lock herself in her room, and start carving on her own tombstone: ‘An information agent who was loose-lipped before a beauty, finally sleeps here silently after cutting her own vocal cords.’

So I quickly stepped forward.

“We need to gather some information. Because of… the curse.”

Delmia, being the subject of the curse, was more trustworthy as our ally than anyone.

“To break the curse that still remains in sister’s body.”

So it was better for me to tell the secret.

“That’s why we’re cooperating, and only Sister Aibella and I attend the social events. They’re usually gatherings of elderly ladies, so it’s a bit difficult for Alpheus to join.”

“Information?”

Delmia tilted her head.

“You gather that at elderly ladies’ gatherings?”

“Yes. We’re trying to find out about a ring that’s been in the Imperial Court for a long time. Within limits where the Imperial Court won’t notice. It doesn’t look easy, right? So it might take quite a while.”

Delmia hated appearing in front of people.

But if she came all the way to the capital, how much she must have suffered from unrequited love…

Since Aibella and Alpheus really had nothing going on between them, I explained as concisely as possible to ease her heartache.

“We siblings are staying here so the Princess and I can move together during this time. It doesn’t mean anything special.”

Just knowing this much, the shy greatest beauty of the Empire could obviously return to the south with peace of mind.

However, surprisingly, Delmia tilted her head and asked.

“If that’s the case… how about if I join?”

“Pardon?”

“If I ask, they’ll answer well.”

It’s not like I hadn’t thought of that.

Even Harrison’s ‘charm’ could make all the difficult customers happy, so Delmia’s charm would be…

However, Delmia disliked social gatherings, and she found the capital even more detestable.

She not only skipped all banquets held in the capital but also refused even light dinner invitations.

Having come to the capital as a minor and suffered after catching the Crown Prince’s eye, her distress was understandable.

I didn’t want to use people like chess pieces.

Especially not someone who called me ‘master.’ So I never intended to use Delmia from the start.

“But sister, you hate social gatherings, don’t you?”

I said, looking at Delmia.

“You don’t need to force yourself to do something you dislike. Really. Besides… it’s dangerous too.”

Moreover, if the Crown Prince heard that she had started attending social gatherings, his reaction was obvious.

Delmia was now an adult. The Crown Prince could summon her at will, saying things like ‘I know you accepted other invitations, yet you refuse mine?’

Alpheus also agreed with my words.

“Brisa is right about that. You don’t need to prove your usefulness to become friends with us, Young Lady Naisar.”

Though his point was somewhat off.

“Just the desire to enjoy ourselves together, that’s all we need. Having to endure things you dislike isn’t a good friendship.”

Looking at Alpheus’s clear eyes, Delmia blushed.

“To, to, to say such things… th, th, thank you…”

It was amazing that such obvious words were her type.

“Bu, but if it’s about dealing with curses, I want to help somehow.”

Delmia said, gripping her dress tightly.

“Ev, everyone is enduring something, you know.”

She murmured, lowering her gaze.

“Actually… no matter how much I steel myself, big gatherings would be difficult. Bu, but if it’s elderly ladies, that much…”

I looked at Delmia quietly.

If Delmia joined, things would definitely become much easier. Since she said she was okay with it, forcibly refusing by saying ‘you’re useless’ would be ridiculous.

This was like a silent war, and it would be arrogant not to use available weapons.

Especially when that powerful weapon had come here on its own feet.

“Alright, sister.”

Making it clear that this was cooperation, not exploitation, I nodded.

“Then let’s go to tomorrow’s gathering together.”

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