episode_0092

The marriage customs of noble families are largely divided into three types.

There are political marriages that are carried out to maintain existing family ties, contracts, and interests, contractual marriages that are carried out to open up new relationships between families, and even regular marriages that are carried out by men and women in love to bear fruit.

I don’t know what the historical facts are, but at least in this world of medieval romance novels, the three customs above were common.

Political marriages do not require separate prior marriage negotiations.

Because, like the providence of nature, we just leave it to its predetermined fate.

Anna Ventria introduced herself as a ‘marriage proposal’ rather than a fiancee, perhaps because it was a contractual marriage or a normal marriage, but the ominous attitude she was showing was naturally more suitable for the former.

Contract marriage.

In the original, Elden Raphelion and Anna Ventria were to enter into a marriage contract between their families and had prior engagement negotiations.

And at that very moment, he committed a personal insult by saying, “I don’t like you because you’re ugly.”

It may seem like a joke to make such a big deal out of a family affair, but when you think back to the days when Elden Raphelion was a crazy prince, it’s completely understandable.

of course.

‘… That face is ugly?’

I don’t understand why people say Anna Ventria is ugly.

Objectively or subjectively, Anna was a woman of beautiful appearance.

As expected of a noble lady, she had a refined and elegant air about her.

Contrary to his atmosphere, his personality seemed to be quite rough.

Perhaps, at the time, he was a man who was serious about being a womanizer, so he had no interest in sharing a pure love with a woman, and so he cut her off like a knife.

The problem is that the aftereffects have reached me.

Fortunately, Anna Ventria’s anger didn’t seem to have turned into resentment, so this exciting reunion was likely to be fleeting.

It didn’t seem like he was the type to particularly dwell on the past.

Moreover, he was also responsible for the important task of investigating black magic, so he had no time to get caught up in the stale past.

It seemed like he was still walking the streets conducting investigations.

By the way, it’s black magic.

I was a little intrigued by the appearance of the power of darkness and death used by villains who are like the middle man in other works, which is the stark opposite of pure magic, but since the person who delivered that information happened to be involved in an evil relationship, I decided to save my interest for another time.

“I heard that you were a finalist in the Winterfell Grand Duchess’ Wedding.”

“I was lucky.”

“I was quite surprised. A loser like you is a finalist.”

“As you can see, I was a hanger-on.”

“Isn’t it an honor to be a guest?”

“I won’t deny it.”

Judging from the level of criticism he’s receiving, it seems like there’s quite a bit of resentment built up, if not resentment.

It seemed as if the joy and elation hanging over the vague smile was because it meant that now, at least, she could vent her anger.

Of course, now that I could handle this level of ridicule and mockery, I had no intention of avoiding it or pushing it away.

I intended to accept it, even if it wasn’t welcome.

Because I promised that to Lumiang too.

Above all, she thought that this was a drop in the bucket compared to the humiliation she must have suffered at the time.

There is no other reason, and to a noble lady for whom taking care of her appearance is an essential virtue, saying to her face, “I don’t like you because you’re ugly” would be no different from the greatest insult.

It was obvious that this was such an extreme insult that it might have left a lifelong scar on someone who had a complex about their appearance.

Even after so many years, the label of ‘Young-ae who was rejected for marriage because she was ugly’ must have bothered her quite a bit, as she kept showing resentment towards him as soon as they met.

Even though there wasn’t enough interaction to speak lightly, the fact that he was snapping at me as if he was being rude was probably because of past hatred.

If that’s the case, then it’s actually better.

I thought that if a chance reunion in this vast land could resolve a woman’s grudge and fulfill the promise I made to Lumiang, then it would be a good thing.

That’s why.

“I’m really sorry about that time.”

I offered my sincere apologies.

On behalf of the wicked.

“… What?”

“Please forgive me for my outrageous remarks to such a beautiful person.”

“… .”

And at that apple, Anna frowned.

A wrinkle of question, not contempt, forms between the eyebrows.

“I’m sorry… ?”

“Yes. I think I was out of my mind at the time. If you were angry, I would like to take this opportunity to apologize.”

He also bowed his head respectfully.

I don’t know how deep her hurt was, and I don’t know if she was sincere when she said she was grateful for breaking off the engagement, but it was the best apology I could give her.

Hoping for mercy for the wicked’s mistakes and praying that their wounds do not worsen.

It may be an outdated apology, but I did my best to offer my sincerity, however pathetic, and I only hope that the past mistakes will be washed away a little.

But Anna, who had been staring at me, uncrossed her arms and scoffed again.

“Unexpected.”

“… ?”

“I never thought I would receive an apology this easily.”

“I’m trying to survive, unlike before.”

“It definitely seems like something has changed. I thought humans only knew how to chew apples.”

“… It used to be like that.”

“What. Anyway, that’s fine.”

“Yes?”

“The apology is enough.”

what?

Why are you so cool?

Even after so many years, I knew that Elden still had a deep grudge against me, to the point that he immediately recognized me and started criticizing me, but I was taken aback by his kindness, which was so cold that it was almost embarrassing.

Of course, you soon realize that there is no mercy without a price.

“Although for a while I couldn’t go outside because of my ‘ugly’ appearance.”

… … .

“Although I had been losing sleep for months over the fact that I had been bullied by a fucking asshole I didn’t even want to be.”

… Hmm.

“Although I was made a laughing stock in the church and suffered from a lot of ridicule.”

Should I kneel down…?

“Even though you appear in front of me, whom I have now forgotten, and ‘personally’ remind me of the humiliation of that day.”

… … The amount that has piled up is more incredible than I thought.

Just when I was thinking, “This won’t be easy?”, I heard another twist.

“Apple is enough.”

“?”

“In any case, it wouldn’t have been harder than living with you.”

“… .”

Anna Ventria seems to have taught us that you don’t have to curse twice to be considered a swearer.

If there were levels to being a swearer, she would probably be a craftsman.

Anyway, if I can get some leniency with this level of criticism, then that’s fine.

“Does that mean you forgive me?”

So, after a brief reflection on our chance reunion, I decided to return to my accommodations.

But.

“Are you really sorry to me?”

A strange light appears in Anna’s eyes.

A light that is somehow sinister yet intelligent.

Although it didn’t seem like a positive light to me, I couldn’t help but nod my head at her question.

“Yes.”

“Then can you help me with just one thing?”

“Yes?”

“We need to install a black magic detection device, but as you know, the Grand Duchy is so large. The Magic Association is also busy, so it’s hard to send personnel unless it’s a verified case.”

Ahem… .

So, you don’t need an apology, but if you want forgiveness, you need my help with the work.

“It’s also for the greater good. If someone is using black magic, the Grand Duchy will be in great danger. Users who are consumed by black magic will go wild.”

“If black magic is that dangerous, wouldn’t it be better to ask Grand Duke Logan for help instead of me?”

“Well, common sense would say that, but our annoying association president really hates being embarrassed.”

You don’t want to be embarrassed, so you don’t ask for help when someone’s life might be at stake.

Are you saying that your own petty interests and authority take priority over the safety of the citizens?

Of course, wherever you go, the association presidents are the problem.

“Take it.”

Anna threw something like a small bead.

It was a transparent yet ordinary bead.

“?”

“Mana detection device. It will turn black when black magic is used nearby.”

Is this the principle of absorbing black magic?

It seems like a device that is more rustic than expected, yet intuitive and sophisticated.

This is definitely a group of old-fashioned people.

By the way, you still haven’t said yes?

“If you want to help me, come here tomorrow at noon.”

“… .”

“Then.”

Anna Ventria appears out of nowhere and disappears just as suddenly, without giving anyone a chance to respond.

That was the end of a chance reunion with his ex-girlfriend.

what.

It seemed closer to the beginning than the end.

**

“Is this a mana detection device? Huh, this is a strange thing.”

I returned to my accommodation and called everyone.

Because it was not a matter that could be decided unilaterally.

I gave her a general overview of the situation, and told her what would happen if the dark magic went out of control, just as I had heard from Anna.

“First of all, I didn’t say I would help. I don’t think it’s something you can decide on your own. Of course, if I were to help, I would do it alone.”

It was the result of the original villain’s karma, and it could be dangerous.

The reason I called you here was simply to ask for your consent as it seemed likely that everyone would have to stay in the Grand Palace for about a week because of me.

Rachel, who had been listening to the story silently, opened her mouth.

“I once saw someone who used black magic and turned black. He went berserk and ended up causing a huge explosion, turning the whole place into a mess.”

“… Is that all?”

“Yes.”

It certainly deserves to be called forbidden magic.

“But.”

This time Ariel opened her mouth.

“Huh?”

“Anna Ventria? Who is she? Do you know her?”

hmm.

what.

There’s no particular reason to hide it.

Although the original Elden made some outrageous remarks, he was given leniency for them.

That’s why I answered comfortably.

“We had a marriage proposal before.”

After a while, Ariel and Rachel shout together.

“I, I want to help too!”

“I’ll help you too!”

…Guys?

I said I’ll do it alone?

and.

[If it’s for the northerners, I’ll be happy to do it.]

It was Lumiang who flashed a piece of paper.

no.

Lumiang, you too?