The Isolated Marchioness Just Wants to Make a Living - Chapter 31

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Chapter 31

 

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“Honey, honey!”

 

Baroness Hawin rushed over and removed the gag from Baron Hawin’s mouth.

 

As soon as Philip had set down the five sacks of wheat on the opposite side of the zelkova tree and disappeared, Baron Hawin, who had been dangling from a rope at the top of the zelkova tree, slowly slid down.

 

If they had brought many people or if there had been no wheat, they would have cut the rope entirely. In that case, Baron Hawin would have died instantly.

 

At that moment, the mysterious assailant who had jumped down from the tree to the opposite side carried away the five sacks of wheat and disappeared somewhere.

 

“Phew, hah…”

 

Baron Hawin, who had come down to the ground in the meantime, gasped for breath.

 

The baroness quickly untied the rope.

 

“Damn it, those bastards so quickly…”

 

Baron Hawin actually had no memory of what happened after the Western Knights arrived. He had been knocked unconscious by a blow to the head.

 

“What happened?”

 

At Baron Hawin’s question, the baroness earnestly explained the whole story.

 

“What?”

 

Hearing the story, he widened his eyes and asked back.

 

“You handed over Jezel Street and Beron? For just five sacks of wheat? Are you insane?”

 

“I only handed them over temporarily. Don’t worry.”

 

Baroness Hawin said with a sly smile.

 

“Soon Tom and Dahlia will bring Brisa back.”

 

Tom was the stable keeper at the baron estate.

 

Even if he wasn’t a knight, he could subdue a twelve-year-old girl.

 

“I’ve prepared all the documents here too.”

 

Baroness Hawin pulled out documents from her bosom.

 

“We’ll threaten her to sign here again if she doesn’t want to die. Then we can get them back.”

 

“Say she signs now. But will that brat keep her mouth shut and stay quiet? When her elder brother returns in a month…”

 

“That’s why we need to kill her now.”

 

Baroness Hawin raised her eyebrows.

 

“The kidnappers will be living as fugitives anyway, so we can pin it on them! Even if Marquis Sears returns in a month, would he really care about a half-sister he’s never even known existed?”

 

“Ah.”

 

Baron Hawin blinked and exclaimed in admiration.

 

“My goodness, you… I never knew you were this clever.”

 

“It’s all for our family.”

 

This place was even the territorial boundary hill. It was sparsely populated because monsters were said to appear here.

 

The kidnappers seemed to be planning to cross over to Count Joachim Territory prepared to die… but they wouldn’t even be able to defend themselves anyway.

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“Mother, Father!”

 

Dahlia came running. Behind her was Tom, carrying Brisa slung over his shoulder.

 

“We’re back!”

 

“Dahlia!”

 

Baroness Hawin ran over with an excited voice and hugged Dahlia tightly.

 

Baron Hawin grinned and brushed himself off as he stood up.

 

“My goodness. Everyone did so well.”

 

Under the quiet zelkova tree at the bottom of the hill, Tom set Brisa down.

 

Baron Hawin personally removed Brisa’s blindfold.

 

Brisa glared at Baron Hawin with a gag still in her mouth.

 

“Now, Brisa.”

 

He grinned and held out the documents.

 

“Did you enjoy playing lord of the territory you reclaimed for half a day? You’ve had your fun, so now it’s time to return it to the real owner.”

 

Baroness Hawin quickly pressed a quill pen into Brisa’s hand.

 

“You need to sign.”

 

She whispered.

 

“Just like I did this morning. If you keep resisting to the end, your corpse will be buried in that damned potato field.”

 

Brisa didn’t put up much resistance, but she glared back and forth between Baron Hawin and the Baroness with wide eyes.

 

“Sign it, Brisa.”

 

Dahlia giggled as she chimed in.

 

“Oh, are you going to talk about Imperial Law again? But what can you do? No one saw you get kidnapped.”

 

“…”

 

Nevertheless, Brisa refused to take the quill pen.

 

Baron Hawin raised his eyebrows and said.

 

“Now, Tom here is very good at beating horses, you see? If you keep resisting like this, my dear niece, Tom might beat you the same way he beats horses.”

 

He grabbed Brisa’s chin menacingly and threatened her.

 

“Then even after you sign, you might not be able to walk back to your territory on your own two feet. Let’s not waste each other’s energy.”

 

That’s when it happened.

 

“Good heavens.”

 

An angry voice came from the darkness.

 

“To think this beast worse than an animal is my uncle…”

 

Even Brisa, who had remained calm throughout everything, was shocked. This was a situation she had never anticipated.

 

“I’ll make sure you can’t walk on your own feet first!”

 

The identity of the man who appeared radiating murderous intent was Alpheus, the war hero of the Northern Region.

 

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No, what is this!

 

Why is Alpheus appearing here!

 

With the gag in my mouth, I couldn’t say anything, so I just widened my eyes.

 

“Young Lady!”

 

Philip quickly approached and lifted me up.

 

“You’ve been through so much!”

 

“Mmph mmph!”

 

“Ah, let me remove the gag!”

 

“Puha!”

 

As soon as I caught my breath, I looked around with disbelieving eyes.

 

Being kidnapped and Philip rescuing me – all of this was exactly the picture I had anticipated.

 

From the beginning, it made no sense for Philip not to know about Tom’s existence hiding near Dahlia. He was the capable vice-captain of the mercenary company that had ended the war alongside Alpheus.

 

Even if he had been growing potatoes until now.

 

He was incomparable to a stable keeper from the Central Region where not a single territorial war had occurred. That’s why I had given Philip instructions in advance.

 

“When you disappear, I’ll probably be kidnapped, so just leave me alone for now.”

 

“What? No, but why on earth…?”

 

“They’ll definitely try to threaten me to find Jezel Street and Beron again.”

 

“But why must you go through such hardship, Young Lady?”

 

“I have to.”

 

This was all part of my plan.

 

“Just reclaiming Jezel Street and Beron isn’t enough to satisfy me.”

 

Those people were too low-quality to coexist with.

 

Even though it was a future that no longer existed, they were the ones who had ultimately sold me out.

 

It was too risky to keep them in the neighboring territory. They would continue to look for opportunities to hand me over to the Sebon Kingdom.

 

“Then how exactly…?”

 

“There’s a way for everything.”

 

I had prepared methods for everything.

 

But Alpheus’s appearance was truly beyond my calculations.

 

‘Warp shouldn’t be activated for another month?’

 

Even so, Alpheus looked perfectly fine. He must have taken my Awakening Herb on time.

 

“I didn’t recognize you because of the name Hawin, but you’re my uncle? Huh?”

 

Alpheus grabbed Baron Hawin by the collar and lifted him up. Then he violently threw him against the zelkova tree.

 

“Are you even human? Kidnapping your starving niece to take her territory?”

 

Having kidnapped my starving uncle to take his territory, I kept my mouth shut.

 

Meanwhile, Wendy, who had been hiding near the zelkova tree, tied up Dahlia and Baroness Hawin.

 

“Um, Young Lady.”

 

Wendy said, blinking her eyes.

 

“I did as you instructed, but… was the Captain’s – I mean, the Marquis’s arrival part of your plan too?”

 

She muttered with an uncertain expression on her face.

 

“If you graduated second in the Academy and can speak Five Languages, couldn’t you have anticipated something like this?”

 

“No way.”

 

I answered calmly.

 

“I’m extremely shocked right now.”

 

“You don’t look it at all… Anyway, the Marquis’s appearance was surprising for you too, Young Lady?”

 

“His appearance aside, what is that horrible piece of cloth tied around his neck? It doesn’t look like a cravat.”

 

“Ah… it’s a floral handkerchief.”

 

I was shocked by Wendy’s answer.

 

“Why on earth would he tie a handkerchief around his neck?”

 

When I saw him at the funeral, Alpheus had been wearing mourning clothes. He looked perfectly neat. In other words, this was the first time I was seeing Alpheus in casual attire.

 

‘In the original story, it said he only wore black clothes after his corruption! So that’s why he never received any criticism about it!’

 

The uncorrupted protagonist’s fashion sense was incredible.

 

Now Alpheus was throwing punches at Baron Hawin’s face.

 

At that moment, I shouted out loud.

 

“You can’t kill him!”

 

Actually, Baron Hawin needed to stay alive here. Because…

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