episode_0138

Agnes was welcoming guests.

If you had to call someone who came to your home against your will a guest, then you were definitely receiving a guest.

“The Duke must be very busy these days… .”

Tea table in the garden of the Count of Hebron.

In front of her was Elina with a gloomy face.

What he said while sighing was a complaint.

As the eastern expansion was decided and the Prime Minister, Duke Levadein, became busy, the spark would fall on Agnes.

“That’s right.”

Agnes repeated the answer an unknown number of times today, emptying her mind.

She also slowly began to learn how to deal with her.

But if Elina had been such an easy woman, would Agnes have suffered this much?

“Avoid going to bed… .”

Agnes’ reason was cracked.

I swear Agnes didn’t want to know anything about her friend’s sleepover with her father.

My fists were clenched.

Elina seemed not to have noticed that and started chattering about the duke.

A terrible mental attack.

Agnes had to wonder if she was truly the devil.

It was in the meantime.

“Now that I think about it, I can’t see the Count.”

“Because I’m busy with work.”

“days? Ah, I remember you said you were leaving for the West.”

Finally, another story came out.

Agnes nodded, slightly relieved.

“Considered as a sacred place for the religious order.”

“Are we going together this time too?”

“Yes, I said I really needed it.”

“How… Be romantic. You don’t want to leave even for a moment!”

Elina’s eyes sparkled.

Agnes chuckled.

‘It’s not for that romantic reason.’

We are working together because it is related to the extraction of horse flowers.

Of course, even if it wasn’t for that, we would have left together… .

“… Anyway, that’s how it happened.”

“The Count is really different from what he seems. Whenever you come to a banquet, you frown and die alone. So, that kind of talk went around a while ago. It is said that whoever marries the count may live a simple life.”

It’s certainly worth saying that.

Delta people generally have a tendency to be forceful and try to suppress their opponents unless it is related to them.

If he gets into a marriage against his will, the other person will have to live a very painful life.

“Well, it’s a word that fits right in now. These days, everyone says that when they see the Count. He is the best romanticist in the world.”

Elina shrugged her shoulders.

Agnes found that very funny.

It wasn’t because it was wrong.

This is why I thought of the Delta people who were embarrassed and trembled with self-destruction every time they whispered sweet words.

“If Deltan had heard, he would have said that. Why are institutional nobles so interested in others?”

“There’s nothing more stimulating than that, right? At most, an erotic book is provocative, but it’s hard to bring it up as a topic of conversation in the presence of others.”

Agnes was slightly surprised.

‘You know that’s embarrassing.’

It was the greatest discovery of all discoveries that Elina was a woman who knew shame.

“Oh my! So, are you checking for new books coming out these days?”

After talking about a dirty book, it seems like he quickly moves on to that topic.

What kind of conversation could be so meaningless?

Even though she was thinking about it, Agnes shook her head and said that this topic was the kind of thing she could react to at least.

“No, I never checked it when I came here.”

“I knew it! So I prepared it!”

Elina smiled sinisterly and took out three books.

“Look at this. These are masterpieces that rank among the best I’ve ever seen.”

It was a fascinating story.

Of course, I hadn’t had a chance to read them since I came to the count’s residence, but Agnes tended to like these types of books quite a bit.

Elina knew that too.

So she always recommended novels that suited Agnes’ tastes, and in Agnes’ opinion, this was one of her greatest abilities.

“It’s a world of humiliation.”

Agnes scanned the book with curiosity.

All three books were quite interesting.

Agnes liked the story of a noble young woman being ruined by lust.

“I’ll read it carefully.”

For the first time in a long time, Agnes liked Elina.

However, that feeling did not last long.

“Why this much! By the way, when will the Count come? But yes, I am a future mother-in-law, so I receive greetings… .”

“I’m not coming in today. Go now. Let me read a book.”

Elina became sullen.

Agnes thought to herself.

‘Crazy bitch.’

Elina von Lebroek is a crazy bitch.

*

Deltan was on his way to work at the church for the fifth day.

This is because there are more than one or two points that need to be agreed upon with the denomination in preparation for the denomination’s planned trip to the sacred site.

In the end, there was one reason why I chose to go to the Holy Land.

‘We need to understand more accurately the process of awakening the divine blood.’

Knowing what changes it brings to Agnes will enable you to deal with it later.

If I could, I also planned to find information about Lastoria, where Deltans were said to have fallen asleep.

In any case, there was one reason why the agreement was sluggish.

Because of the Pope.

As if he would not lose even the slightest thing from the Deltans, he was hoping for compensation by weighing in on every single element he wanted.

Of course, the Deltan was not so poor that he could not give such a reward to the Pope.

Nevertheless, Deltan argued with him.

This was why his pride would be hurt if he allowed things to go the way he wanted.

“Cargo is the cardinal of the church. He is not a talented person that can be taken carelessly.”

“Have you forgotten that it was I who turned that Cargo into a cardinal? If it weren’t for me, that guy would have been searching in a corner of the countryside, eating porridge.”

“How could something like that have happened with the grace of Lastori?”

“… Not 10 platinum coins. Cut it into 7 pieces.”

“Make it 9.”

“30 gold coins for 7.”

“8.”

“Okay, then 8.”

Even with just one person, the negotiations can be frustrating.

We have just finished using manpower.

Considering the budget and management of those in charge of guiding and managing the sacred site, these negotiations would have to continue for another week.

“Would you like to do more?”

The Pope said, his eyes shining greedily.

Deltan clicked his tongue and answered.

“… That’s all for today. The sun is setting.”

“Yes, you said you were living with Princess Levadein. It’s so easy for an unmarried man and woman to live together… .”

The Pope lamented, saying, ‘Young people these days.’

Deltan said nervously.

“I have never even allowed such talk. Should I pull out all of my teeth and make you unable to speak?”

“That’s a really scary story.”

The Pope laughed.

Deltan left him behind and left the negotiating table.

Cargo was standing in front of the door.

He looked trembling.

“Bae, Baekjaaah!!!”

As the Deltan passed by without saying a word, Cargo ran and clung to him, his belly fluttering.

Deltan’s expression crumpled.

“What is it?”

“Now, just a moment! Why me! Why are you taking me away!”

“Why are you doing this again? If I were to take someone from the church, it would be natural for it to be you.”

“Ha, don’t do it!!!”

Cargo grabbed Deltan’s trouser legs and hung on.

An extremely obese middle-aged man with half his head bald was crying.

“West, it’s the West! It’s a barbarian land! Sir Kaltara… No, it’s obvious that the fearsome rapist will follow!”

Was that what you were talking about?

Certainly, the West is Kaltara’s homeland, where she was born and raised.

But even if it wasn’t for that reason, Kaltara would accompany him.

She was the most powerful weapon the Deltans had.

Deltan sighed.

“Just enjoy it. What do you think? She’s the only woman you can date.”

“That’s not true!”

Actually, maybe I like this guy too.

Deltan truly thought so.

… No, in fact, the Deltan did not care whether he liked Kaltara or not.

‘Do I need to know?’

If Cargo could properly extract divine power, the Deltans were confident that they would suffer him as much as they could.

Cargo won’t know.

The day he was brutally raped by Kaltara, his divine power became even stronger.

Perhaps, out of a desire to live, he had strained his healing divinity to its limits, temporarily becoming proficient in its operation.

In other words, regardless of his feelings, Kaltara is indispensable to Cargo.

“Anyway, that’s how I know it.”

Deltan kicked Cargo away.

“Baekjaaa!!!”

He was ignoring the sight of Cargo sitting in a pitiful posture and stretching out his hand.

Deltan’s mind was filled with thoughts of going to see Agnes.

*

It was late evening when I returned from finishing the remaining work.

‘The meal… .’

You’ve probably already finished it.

Even if I didn’t know anything else, I was always forced to eat on time.

Fortunately, Agnes was also following along well.

Deltan thought about eating separately for a moment, but then shook his head.

After being face to face with the Pope all day, I lost my appetite.

“What about Agnes?”

“You are in the bedroom.”

At Gerhart’s words, Deltan headed straight to the bedroom.

And when I opened the door, I burst into laughter at the sight I saw.

‘you.’

Agnes was lying asleep in a crooked position.

He was hugging a pillow in his arms, and a book was hanging from his fingertips.

Why is this woman doing all the reading?

With a strange feeling, Deltan looked at the book.

And it hardened.

“… Huh.”

I couldn’t help but laugh.

This is because you can see the genre just by looking at the title of the book.

[A woman addicted to defeat and a beggar addicted to drugs.]

‘Why is this a book like this again?’

A dirty book? Yes, you can see it.

However, it seemed like the Deltans would hardly be able to respect her tastes.

Addiction to defeat and addiction to drugs are a dizzying combination.

Deltans also felt that it was time to admit it.

She seemed to have a taste for being humiliated.

There were also concerns that came to mind.

‘Is it frustration?’

I thought I had been doing well with sleeping consistently, but maybe it wasn’t matching Agnes’ needs well.

Is that why I read books like this?

For some reason, my pride was hurt and I felt sad.

Deltan, who wanted everything to be perfect, felt inflamed just by thinking that the sleepover he had spent with her might have been unsatisfactory.

Deltan’s expression became sullen.

‘Okay, let’s take a look and see what they’re doing.’

I roughly snatched her book and opened it to the first page.

“… .”

That day, Deltans witnessed the abyss.

*

Agnes felt a stirring and slowly opened her eyes.

In the dark bedroom, a single small lamp was dimly lighting the bed, and Agnes could see Deltan reading his book and making a distraught face.

‘Oh, I fell asleep while reading.’

I guess I forgot to clean it up.

The feeling of disappointment quickly disappeared.

It was because Delta couldn’t take his eyes off his book.

‘Is this your first time seeing something like this?’

The face looks like an adolescent Yeong-sik reading an erotic book for the first time.

That was so funny, Agnes laughed.

Then the Deltans were excited.

“Nothing, what… !”

“You’re so focused.”

Deltan’s face became redder when he confirmed that Agnes was awake.

My pupils were trembling as if there had been an earthquake.

“… Why are you reading a book like this?!”

He was trying to make a fuss, but he was just doing it because he felt embarrassed.

Agnes answered elegantly.

“Why, it’s fun. A pretty girl being insulted by insignificant people.”

Deltan hesitated.

It was a look mixed with shame and anxiety.

Agnes tilted her head.

“Why?”

“You… .”

“Me?”

Deltan hesitated again.

Agnes waited patiently.

That’s why I want to say something like that.

Eventually, Deltan’s mouth opened.

“… Is this what you like?”

“What kind of taste is this… Ah.”

It’s because of the book.

Agnes denied it at once.

“No, why are you thinking that?”

“Aren’t all the books you read like this?”

“That and this are different.”

Deltan narrowed his eyes as if wondering what the difference was.

Agnes answered.

“This is someone else’s business. Is there anything more fun than watching others fail?”

The Deltan’s expression suddenly cracked.

Agnes said without heeding anything.

“I want everyone to fail except me.”

Deltan’s expression became subtle.

Agnes burst out laughing.