CHAPTER 7

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It was truly astonishing.

Edrick couldn’t believe it. The servants who had pretended not to hear him when he had begged to send him out were now getting ready to go.

He still couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched the mansion getting smaller in the distance. He was really going back to his hometown.

And at the center of it all was the servant, Rovel, with a soft smile.

“It’s better to leave as soon as you are ready, right?”

Rovel had asked him right after he got the permission to go out.

Looking at what he was doing, he thought he was going to use this as an excuse to gain something, but the tone was light and casual as if he was talking about the weather outside.

So— he couldn’t help but be skeptical.

He took the initiative and pretended to be there for him. Wasn’t this the perfect situation for him and the Duchess to plot some kind of scheme?

‘That servant— is he trying to make me let  my guard down under that woman’s orders?’

Even though he was suspicious, he couldn’t act as rashly as before.

It was because the memento his mother left behind was still in his hometown.

He had endured it until now because it was obvious that even speaking to that woman could ruin this.

But now that he had the chance, he had to go and get it at all costs.

Of course, he wasn’t sure that he would find it when he got there, but he couldn’t just give up.

It’s the only trace of his mother left in the whole world.

‘—And if I tell that servant, it will definitely reach the ears of the Duchess.’

Rovel’s excited face was reflected in the carriage window.

When he saw the excited look on the servant’s face, he became even more irritated.

‘He must think we’re going on a trip, right?’

Edrick sneered and looked outside.

When he first came to the Duke’s House, it was raining heavily. And he was down hearted, so he didn’t have mind to enjoy the scenery.

Looking at it now, it was cozy and beautiful just as its reputation said, a paradise in the southeast.

That didn’t mean he was at ease.

He felt dizzy as if green paint had been poured all over. Everything blurred together in his eyes.

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