TVRTH [Book 1]

Chapter 86

Asterope Franz, Part III

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

It was time for an incident to happen to the count, and he would suffer from it. Unlike the count, who would know it in summer, rumors might have been circulating among the commoners.

And this time, Aria thought it would be good for her to use the information herself, instead of helping him. She couldn't do anything to deal with the princess, Mielle's supporter, while she was as broke as she was now.

"Miss! The carriage is ready."

"Well, shall we go, then?"

As if she had had no gloomy days, Aria was shining. She had a light step to the foreboding that only good things were likely to happen in the future.

But it was for a moment, and Aria, who had checked Jessie's purchase of the newspaper through the wagon window, could not help frowning. The outfit of Hans who was renting the newspaper was very ugly. 'Why does he look so fatigued though I paid the money enough for his attire to live on?'

'Don't tell me, you bought another newspaper and have been selling it on the street.'

If he did, the end of him losing his life would be waiting. Even so, she didn't mean to give him more money to stop it. Despite her help, if it was the future he had chosen, she had no right or obligation to stop him.

As soon as Jessie bought the newspaper, Aria headed to the Flower Mountain cafe. The terrace was empty because it was a favorite seat for only the nobility, and Aria, the eldest daughter of the family of the count, did not encounter difficulties to enjoy it.

The security of the cafe itself was so tight that the knight decided to keep the carriage. Aria settled on a suitable terrace to enjoy the spring breeze with Jessie and Annie.

"My God...! What a sight I can look down the Empire at a glance! I never dreamed I'd come to this cafe!"

The sweet coffee Aria drank while watching the noisy Annie was palatable. She thought it was worth it as if it was expensive. As sweet coffee was full of cream, she could be a target to be mocked, if she didn't pay attention to it. Aria had such experience in the past. So, she took heed of it, and watched the scenery, wiping her lips with the tissue provided.

Then, the memories that she had used to visit and enjoy in the past came to her mind freshly, even the foolish nobles who had recognized her from afar and frowned upon her because of her outstanding look. They had sometimes gossiped behind the terrace curtain. She had come here to relax in a long time, but they had scolded the employees for the scent of the gutter in the brothel.

The employees had apologized in unison for the scolding, even though it had not been something they had to apologize about. And the employees, who had repeatedly said, "I'm sorry," must have known it at the time.

Now because of her efforts in the meantime, there had been many positive rumors. Since she had good manners and she was young, there had been nearly no people who would provoke her to a quarrel, but she must have been a very pitiful being in the past because she had not been treated as she was now.

"Miss! This coffee is really good, too!"

"I've never had such a sweet cup of coffee, either."

"I'm sure the aristocrats who enjoy these great things every day are happy, right?"

'Happiness. Have I ever felt that? I can't remember that feeling since I was a commoner when I was young, but I'm sure the real nobles who have only been exposed to precious things since birth would have no thoughts. They may think it's natural to breathe.'