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    Rosie collapsed. I could endure any criticism. Because her teacher could accept any criticism as justified.

    Because I was able to accept it as a justifiable act, like my own revenge. There would be no difference between him trying to kill Raoul and his teacher blaming him.

    Nevertheless, the teacher forgave him. Forgave me and cared about me. He forgave and loved me for trying to tarnish his honor.

    I couldn’t understand. The wall of ice, which could withstand any cold arrow, collapsed under the warm sunlight.

    ‘If it is human to forgive like that… if it is right to embrace like that… then am I…?’

    I was so confused that I couldn’t say anything.

    We have taken countermeasures against numerous attacks and criticisms, but we have not prepared countermeasures for forgiveness.

    No, to be exact, it was close to being impossible to set up. There was no way she could have come up with a solution as she had not felt any love since her sister and teacher died.

    Rosie looked at Raoul and loosened her clenched fists.

    “Raoul Berger…”

    Although he had an unmotivated expression, his eyes were wavering.

    He doesn’t know his heart. Because it wasn’t that I didn’t have a heart.

    “Wait a minute!”

    As the atmosphere of the trial became strange, the woman holding the child screamed.

    Because of Count Arthur Berger’s will, the mood at the trial was in favor of acquittal, so he had no choice but to step forward.

    “At most, it’s a will! There is no evidence yet that he has not touched me!”

    She hoped that smart Rosie would come forward, but Rosie couldn’t say anything right now.

    Has his soul been stolen by Raoul? All I could do was look at Raoul’s face, and I became completely mute and even lost focus in my eyes.

    “Isn’t it human nature to want to hide one’s own shame in the first place? There’s no way I could leave it in my will…!”

    “That’s funny.”

    However, Liesel interrupted her.

    “You arbitrarily mentioned someone else’s father and even made the will public, but now your words have changed a lot.”

    As soon as she heard her father say he was sorry, Liesel, who had soared towards her, spoke with an even more venomous expression on her face.

    “This side gives a proper rebuttal, but why can’t it always be that side?”

    “Well, that’s…”

    “Instead of showing evidence that they didn’t do it in the first place, shouldn’t they provide evidence that they did it?”

    For Liesel, it was a fairly logical rebuttal. In the first place, she was the biological daughter of Arthur Bergé, who was called Ji-seong (智星). He was more talented than Raoul in some things that used his brain.

    Perhaps his potential was awakened thanks to his father’s will.

    “We even took out my father’s will, which he did not want to make public. Just as you requested. Isn’t it time for you guys to get something out?”

    The changed atmosphere thanks to Arthur Bergé’s will began to put pressure on Rosie.

    Of course, Rosie was in a state where she couldn’t feel that kind of pressure.

    “If it’s evidence, isn’t this child proof…!”

    The woman, cornered, pushed the boy she was holding in front of the people.

    The boy, who looked like Raoul as a child, was the best evidence the woman could offer.

    “Count Arthur Bergé said that when he was alive. Raoul Bergé is said to resemble his grandfather. This child was also born with the same face as my grandfather for every other generation!”

    During his lifetime, Arthur Bergé used to say that Raoul surprisingly resembled his grandfather. Since he resembles my grandfather, who made a name for himself as a knight, he will definitely become a great knight.

    And the boy the woman brought was a boy who seemed to have imitated Raoul’s childhood.

    In other words, the boy also inherited the blood of the Bergé family, which provided strong support for the woman’s claim.

    “Now take a look. Can we say that this child is not from the Bergé family?”

    “… That is.”

    Even Liesel couldn’t say anything as soon as she saw the boy’s face.

    In her opinion, the boy looked too much like her older brother when he was young. As if someone had transformed.

    “Liesel.”

    Raoul patted Liesel on the shoulder as if that was enough.

    “You wouldn’t know if I took after my father. Isn’t it possible that I may have mixed bodies with a man who looks like me?”

    “I see you have no self-awareness, but faces like yours are not common!”

    Raoul certainly had a face that fit the universal image of beauty.

    He could be seen as a handsome man with fine lines, and he was so elegantly beautiful that when he wore loose clothes, one would mistake him for a beauty.

    Although she has a slightly gloomy and unmotivated face, she is often misunderstood because her face resembles that of the witch of the Black Forest.

    When she applied makeup after losing a bet, not only the soldiers but even Penelope blushed.

    Actually, I didn’t pay much attention to that face.

    “Being rare and not existing are completely different things.”

    “It’s sophistry!”

    “In the first place, there is no way there is no sophistry in fighting with words like this over the actions of a person who passed away.”

    Raoul’s unique way of speaking, of making the other person angry, put enough pressure on the woman.

    “Look at this child who looks just like you! Weren’t you also surprised when you saw this child and scared me!”

    Then, public opinion again took a negative turn. People thought that if they looked like that, they would have been scared.

    Moreover, since Raoul’s reputation was still bad, it had to be overcome somehow.

    Raoul also knew that better than anyone else.

    “… Everyone.”

    Raoul suddenly took off his thick coat and threw away the suit and shirt he was wearing underneath.

    Then, an ugly upper body full of scars and stitches was revealed. Liesel was covering her mouth over the upper body of her brother, whom she was seeing for the first time.

    His body was so tattered that it could be said to be tattered rags.

    “This is a trace of a stitched wound caused by a cut by the devil. Even now, if I press hard on the wound, it doesn’t heal easily enough to bleed.”

    “This is a burn I got while fighting the queen of dragons. For your information, my skin melted due to strong acid pouring down, not fire.”

    “This is also a sign that the wound inflicted by the devil was barely sutured. I had to fight to barely contain my intestines as they spilled out.”

    “This is a wound inflicted by the King of the Dead. It was a mark left by an arrow longer than my arm that missed my heart by just 0.5mm, and I barely survived.”

    “And this again…”

    Raoul quietly explained how he got hurt. There were only explanations so horrible and painful that I wanted to cover my ears.

    In particular, Liesel, who had no tolerance for such things, felt nauseous.

    “Now what does that have to do with this trial?”

    “… There is no evidence that I actually did not pressure you. Because I didn’t do it in the first place. But even so, if even my father becomes suspicious because of my reputation.”

    Raoul said as he touched the burn near the nape of his neck.

    “I ask you to trust not me, but the wounds I received on the battlefield. If I had really been a narrow-minded man who threatened this woman, I would not have endured the pain of this wound and fought.”

    Raoul, uncharacteristically, began to appeal to his emotions.

    Raoul was never a person who boasted about his achievements or the hardships of war. The reason was that it was a sin to the dead. However, he was willing to reveal his wounds for his father.

    “That’s not the point right now!”

    The woman, perhaps acting foolishly on purpose, began to drag her teeth as the trial was ending.

    “How are you going to explain this child’s face to you, Raoul Bergé?”

    “… I don’t have anything to say about that. I have no choice but to say that there are people who resemble me.”

    “Well, that’s sophistry…!”

    Raoul’s mother, Ratri, who had been thinking about something until the end, stood up as if she had decided on something.

    “I will explain that.”

    Her sudden remark startled not only Liesel, but the Emperor, Empress, Camilla, and even Raoul.

    “This is a story from when I was a knight. I received orders to subdue the barbarians in the north and went out with the military commander of Argos.”

    Up to that point, it was a story that everyone in the know would know.

    She was once one of the famous female knights in the empire.

    “It was good to subdue the barbarians in the north, but I got lost due to a blizzard and became a prisoner of their chief.”

    At that moment, the Empress, who understood the context faster than anyone else, tried to cover her mouth.

    But unfortunately her paralyzed legs did not allow it.

    “Raoul Bergé is the child born at that time.”

    “Mother…….?”

    “Even though my husband knew that, he just accepted me as a defiled person.”

    Raoul dropped the cane he was holding.

    “Yes. A child who looks like Raoul Bergé… cannot be evidence of my husband’s infidelity. If you need verification, you can ask the Argos Military Minister.”

    After much deliberation, she revealed her private life and the secret that her husband had told her not to tell in front of people.

    “Because Raoul Bergé is not Arthur Bergé’s biological son.”

    No one could refute it. Who would tell a lie like that? Who would lie with such shame?

    The trial ended so abruptly.

    And everyone present, including the Emperor, Empress, and Camilla, desperately tried to stop Raoul from strangling his mother.

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