The Lady Only Deals With the Real Ones - Chapter 151

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I knew this would happen.

I smiled slightly, then erased my expression and began explaining seriously.

“To be precise, I can see the divine power of holy relics.”

When I realized it, how it appears to me. That I could see divine power of a slightly different color from the ruby tablet.

“…That’s also why I noticed something was strange about Duie. I could see something like black heat haze. I think it was probably the tablet’s divine power rubbing off on him…”

And that it was a secret unknown to others.

Tesagh listened quietly to all of that story.

Even after finishing the story about divine power, my throat felt parched for some reason, so I downed the champagne.

‘Because there’s still more I need to say.’

I slowly added.

“I don’t think it’s an ability I inherited from Grandfather. I’ve never talked about this topic before, no. …I couldn’t, so I’m not certain.”

Tesagh, who had been listening with his eyes downcast the whole time, looked at me.

I clicked my nails and muttered.

“Actually, Grandfather didn’t go on a trip. …As you probably know, he’s at a nursing home because he’s sick. It’s a disease called Mendax.”

I listed only the facts as much as possible.

When Grandfather started getting sick, the symptoms of the disease, and.

“So I can’t ask him about Rugenote, but after hearing what the Duke said, I looked for it once more. But there was no pearl sword in the collection, the warehouse, or the old house.”

The reason I believe in Grandfather’s innocence.

“But if by any chance I discover clues in Grandfather’s other assets or safes that I didn’t know about.”

It was to present grounds for Tesagh to trust me.

“I promise to cooperate without hiding anything. So…”

“You’ve had a hard time.”

Then.

A hand that was warm, almost hot, touched my shoulder.

I looked up at Tesagh, who was clumsily patting my shoulder, speechless.

“You must have had many worries… alone.”

“…”

“You’ve had a hard time.”

I suddenly felt like I might cry.

Perhaps I had wanted to hear those words.

The rough but sincere words reached me completely, and it felt like an empty space in my heart that I didn’t even know existed was being filled.

As I looked at him wordlessly, the hand that had been patting my shoulder slowly cupped my cheek.

“Don’t cry. …If you cry, I… don’t know what I should do.”

The hand that hesitantly stroked around my eyes was warm, so I smiled.

“I won’t cry. …I won’t cry.”

When I smiled, Tesagh visibly looked relieved.

Still stroking my cheek, he continued speaking.

“Then the herb called Root of Blindness isn’t for you?”

“No. It was for Grandfather.”

“So that’s why you were so desperate. …But shouldn’t you take care of yourself first?”

“Me? I take care of myself?”

“You’re sick too.”

“…I am…?”

I was looking at him in bewilderment when.

Something flashed through my mind for a moment.

“Are you perhaps talking about that multiple and unspecified something that was on Professor Stefan’s medical chart?”

“Yes. While tracking your grandfather, I ended up hearing about your illness. You probably didn’t want to reveal it…”

Tesagh was speaking awkwardly when he saw me laughing and furrowed his brow.

“This isn’t something to laugh about.”

“That’s… Ha, it really isn’t something to laugh about, but what should I do…”

The truth was that I had written it down to prepare for trackers,

“…A cold?”

When I revealed that it was the disease code for a ‘cold’.

“…”

Tesagh, who asked several times if it was really true, covered his face with his hands.

I came to my senses after laughing and sat closer, feeling sorry.

“So that’s why you sometimes looked at me with pity? No wonder you haven’t been telling me to go to the hospital lately.”

“…”

“I’m sorry, are you angry?”

When I carefully took hold of the hands covering his face, Tesagh muttered.

“…It’s fine. You weren’t trying to deceive me, I just fell for it on my own.”

“Still.”

“As long as you’re not sick, it’s fine. There’s nothing to be angry about. It’s just that all the nonsense I’ve been spouting…”

Tesagh’s ears suddenly turned bright red as he spoke while avoiding my eyes.

Wondering what was happening, I noticed that the distance between us had become very close.

Tesagh cleared his throat and quickly moved back.

“…Anyway, ahem. If your grandfather has been sick since then, I understand what you mean about him having no connection to Eivor’s crimes.”

“I’m grateful for that, but aren’t you changing the subject too obviously?”

“Just pretend not to notice that.”

“I said it because your reaction is cute.”

Tesagh, who had been looking at me with a shocked expression, shook his head.

“You’re talking nonsense, so you’re definitely drunk.”

“I’m not drunk though?”

“Drunk people never say they’re drunk. It shows in their words and actions.”

“I’m serious though?”

“Moro champagne is strong even though it tastes sweet. The intoxication just comes late. You’ve had a lot by now, so stop drinking.”

How unfair!

But Tesagh had completely branded me as a drunk.

I managed to protect my champagne glass by saying ‘I’m drunk anyway so I’ll just finish this one’ and looked up at the sky.

“It’s really nice, isn’t it.”

“…What is.”

“The stars are clearly visible, and the wind is cool.”

“Because the elevation is high.”

“No, that’s not what I mean… Haha.”

It was the moment I saw Tesagh’s face looking puzzled as if asking what else could be good.

‘Am I really drunk.’

“I just mean that right now is good.”

My heart felt ticklish for some reason, so I averted my eyes.

Tesagh’s voice came a little late.

“Stop saying things you don’t mean.”

“I’m serious though.”

“…Someone might want to believe words like that.”

I don’t say things like that to other people though.

I swallowed the words and closed my eyes.

I felt like I could sleep comfortably tonight.

I couldn’t tell if it was because of the relief from clearing up misunderstandings and having an honest conversation, or because Tesagh was by my side.

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“You insisted so much that you weren’t drunk.”

Tesagh looked down at Elisha, who had fallen asleep with her face buried against his knee, and let out a complaint she couldn’t hear.

He thought it was quite a talent how she always fell asleep in such uncomfortable positions.

Despite his grumbling words, Tesagh carefully wrapped Elisha in a blanket and lifted her up, thinking.

‘The nearest bedroom is…’

Of course, there was a separate bedroom prepared for Elisha. He had even ordered it to be decorated warmly and luxuriously.

But the nearest bedroom from this bell tower was his room.

It was also the finest bedroom in the Duke’s residence.

So then… wouldn’t it be fine to give her that room.

Having finished his thoughts, Tesagh headed straight to his bedroom.

“…”

After laying Elisha down and covering her with a blanket, Tesagh was about to leave when he stopped.

The sight of Elisha lying in his bed stirred his heart far more than he had expected.

Tesagh sat by the bedside and hesitated for a moment before raising his hand to brush Elisha’s hair aside.

Her clear and delicate face was revealed in the moonlight.

“I like how things are now.”

As always, it was probably just something she said casually. Her characteristic playfulness.

It was nothing more than a habitual phrase she said to anyone, yet he was making a damned mistake in thinking otherwise.

Even while thinking this, Tesagh couldn’t shake off her voice.

“…I’m glad. That you’re not hurt.”

He truly meant it.

“I’m glad you’re not crying.”

He should have added “that’s enough,” but Tesagh couldn’t bring himself to do so.

The closer he got, the more he learned about Elisha…

He grew greedy.

He wanted to get closer and know more.

To the point where he even had the rather base thought that he wished only he could know that smile she wore while looking at the stars.

Tesagh, who had been looking down at Elisha, slowly leaned down.

Gazing at her round forehead, her long shadowed eyelashes, her lovingly red cheeks and lips.

“Sleep well. …Elisha.”

He whispered so softly it couldn’t be heard and gently pressed his lips to her forehead.

A hazy fever spread from where they touched.

Even though he knew others could do this as a greeting without any affection.

For him, it was a moment that made his whole body tremble with electricity.

Just then.

“…Mmm…”

Elisha murmured softly and blinked her eyes.

Tesagh jerked up as if burned and held his breath at seeing himself reflected fully in her eyes.

“…”

Elisha’s eyelids slowly closed again.

With a smile curving her lips.

“…Hah.”

His heart pounded like crazy.

Tesagh hurriedly left the room and rubbed his neck, which had turned red with rising heat.

“Like an idiot…”

He bit his lips hard, but it only made him realize the burning sensation was still there.

Tesagh deliberately turned his thoughts elsewhere. For instance.

“…As you probably know, he’s at a nursing home because he’s ill.”

That was also something Elisha had said, but Tesagh focused on something else.

‘As you probably know.’ Even though there was no way he would know about the nursing home, Elisha had spoken with certainty.

She wasn’t someone who spoke without basis.

Then?

“…Someone trying to find my grandfather isn’t something I can just overlook.”

The person who had ‘tried to find’ her grandfather, as she had said in the warehouse where she was kidnapped, could it be…

‘Eivor?’

Misunderstandings and discord – wasn’t that exactly the kind of method that bastard would love?

However, he couldn’t rashly tell Elisha about it.

Not only was there no evidence yet, but he didn’t want to make her tremble with anxiety over something uncertain.

In that case.

‘I need to find evidence.’

Tesagh clenched his fists tightly and walked to his office. It would be a long night for him.

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