Chapter 61
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Sarah caught people's attention as soon as she appeared. She seemed quite accustomed to receiving people's attention in this glamorous place. The fact that she was once called the flower of high society could be heard by those people who constantly chatted. Therefore, Claude had no choice but to be more anxious. This was because this place, not the Ambrosia mansion, seemed to be where Sarah should be.
"......"
But no matter what Claude thought, in Sarah's eyes, he seemed to be just a cute puppy whining.
'How can……, how can there be such a lovely creature?!'
Claude, who wanted to monopolize her, was so cute that she was going crazy.
'That’s right, that’s right, this is what babies are like at this time of the year.'
Claude was more mature than she thought, so she thought she wouldn't be able to accept this kind of childishness, but she had a strange feeling. Sarah was overwhelmed and had no choice but to stare at Claude blankly.
".......Nanny, will you marry me"
Claude clutched the hem of her dress with tears in his eyes, perhaps uneasy about Sarah's silence. Sarah rolled her eyes and looked at the cute little hand that gripped the hem of her dress. Soon she covered her mouth with one hand. It seemed that what Claude was clutching was her heart, not her dress.
"I, how can I……"
"Eung?"
"How can I leave Claude-nim behind!"
Sarah eventually couldn't stand it and hugged Claude tightly. She didn't even care whether the hair that the servants touched with all their might was damaged or not. Sarah screamed full of happiness, rubbing her cheeks on Claude's cheeks and soft hair.
"I like you so much, our Claude-nim!"
".......!"
Claude blushed and hugged Sarah as she embraced him with a bright smile. It was like he would never miss it. Ethan looked at the sight as if he was appreciating the painting. Even though it was in front of him, everything around Sarah and Claude seemed to be shining brightly to the extent that it was hard to believe that it was real.
".......Ha."
Ethan smiled quietly at Claude's eyes, which were more sparkling than the stars.
"Duke-nim, look at our Claude-nim. How can he cry for such a lovely reason? How can a person be so cute and adorable?"
"......Claude, like me, has that side."
Ethan said brazenly, stroking Claude's head with a smile on his face.
"Good job, Claude. If you want anything, you have to grab it by all means."
"......You're teaching him something really good."
Sarah shook her head and clicked her tongue, but Claude’s eyes clearly shone at his father's words. Because his father was always right and never wrong. Claude was about to follow his father's teachings very well from now on so as not to lose his nanny. Then Jade came over and whispered to Ethan in a low voice.
"My Lord, the Second Prince is asking to see you. He's outside."
Now, this was a lounge that was exclusive for Ambrosia in the Imperial Palace. Only this place was able to mobilize Ambrosia's knights. So now the entrance to the lounge was guarded by the Ambrosia Knights.
"Why didn't he come to the party and come straight to this place?"
"He stopped by for a while, and since My Lord was not seen, I guess that’s the reason he asked for the meeting. He also asks how Claude-nim is doing."
".......Useless."
"It’s true that this place is only allowed to Ambrosia, but there is nothing good to offend him, so I think you should meet him."
At Jade's words, Ethan nodded without saying anything. The Second Prince, Ilior de Crombell, was not dissatisfied with the privileges granted only to Ambrosia. He was different from the First Prince, who acted as if the name Ambrosia was eating away the rights of the Imperial family. However, even that was the case when he was fighting for the throne with the First Prince, and now that the candidate had been narrowed down to two, it was unknown how it would change. Ethan asked Sarah, who was still hugging Claude and dying of joy.
"Sarah, can I bring in the Second Prince?"
"Ah……, did the Second Prince come here?"
"He’s waiting at the entrance now."
"Oh no, we shouldn't keep Prince-nim waiting."
Sarah let go of Claude as if sadly, and clapped her hand while groaning. Then, Sarah and Claude's disorganized costumes changed in an instant, as if nothing had happened before. Seeing Claude's tear-stained face and red eyes return to normal, Jade muttered involuntarily.
"......It's really convenient, the magic is."
"Right? If you want, I'll make a separate artifact for you."
"Yes? Ah, ah no! I can't cause Countess Millen-nim such trouble…..."
Jade seemed to be secretly looking forward to it while jumping and waving his hands. Then Ethan suddenly grabbed the nape of Jade's neck.
"You have to meet Second Prince-nim."
"Ack, wait, wait a minute My Lord……."
"Quickly."
At the gentle but firm command, Jade eventually swallowed his tears and went to meet the Second Prince. As Jade disappeared, Ethan sighed a little and approached Sarah and Claude.
"You don't have to accept all of Sir Harper's complaints."
"It's not that difficult."
"It's because I don't like it."
Ethan said that and lifted Claude up. Claude, who had been held in Ethan's arms twice today, opened his eyes wide and looked at his father's face. His surprised face was so cute that a small smile spread across Ethan's lips.
"You'll see Second Prince-nim soon, so don't be too nervous and just do what you've been taught. Can you do it?"
Ethan's voice was strict, but it was a gentle encouragement. Claude knew how to read tenderness in his father's voice, which had previously sounded terrifying.
"Yes, Father!"
Ethan patted the child on the shoulder once as he took Claude down from his arms as he nodded and answered. Sarah looked at him with delight. The relationship between the father and son, which used to be awkward, became quite natural.
'Whenever he touches Claude, the ring's power is temporarily dimmed.'
Sarah glanced at the ring on Ethan's hand. It was an artifact that she had poured so much mana into it that she had vomited a lot of blood. It was also on a different level from the first artifact she had handed over to Ethan previously. However, the magnitude of the power seeping inside Ethan Ambrosia was so great that Sarah's artifact lost its power just by touching Claude. Even this might be because Ethan was doing his best to control his power and restrain himself, so it continued to hold on.
'If only that ring could hold up well, they would be able to live like this in the future.'
Nevertheless, Sarah smiled at Ethan, who was no longer afraid of approaching Claude. He was a very strong person.
"Is this the lounge of Ambrosia, where even His Majesty the Emperor could not enter without permission?"
At that time, the Second Prince, Ilior, approached with a smile. He was looking around in amazement. Then he made eye contact with Ethan and smiled.
"I heard that Young Lord Ambrosia is in poor condition. Is he okay? Is there a problem?"
He was talking as if that was all he came for. However, Ilior's gaze alternately looked at Ethan Ambrosia and Sarah Millen.
"I greet the second glory of the great Crombell Empire, His Highness the Second Prince."
"Sarah Millen of Count Millen’s family greets the second glory of the great Crombell Empire, His Highness the Second Prince."
Ethan and Sarah bent one knee to provide examples of courtesy that befitted the Imperial family. Claude, who was looking up at Ilior with a tense face, also lowered his body along with Sarah and Ethan.
"Ah ah, I didn't come here to greet you like this, Duke Ambrosia. I just came to see if Young Lord Ambrosia is okay."
Ilior smiled friendly and waved his hand. Claude looked at him with wary eyes and then shook his head.
Aren't the Imperial family all scary people who bothered his father?
Claude still couldn't forget the face of the First Prince who pointed a sharp sword at himself and his nanny.
'He looks like that scary person, but he isn’t scary.'
Somehow, it was the moment when Claude was about to engrave his first impression of Ilior, who didn't feel scary like the First Prince, in his head.
"But Countess Millen, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Your debutante dance is as vivid as yesterday. Time has already passed so quickly."
"Thank you for remembering, Your Highness."
"You've become more beautiful while I haven't seen you."
Claude immediately corrected the first impression Ilior had been trying to engrave in his mind. He was a target he needed to be on guard.
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Sarah caught people's attention as soon as she appeared. She seemed quite accustomed to receiving people's attention in this glamorous place. The fact that she was once called the flower of high society could be heard by those people who constantly chatted. Therefore, Claude had no choice but to be more anxious. This was because this place, not the Ambrosia mansion, seemed to be where Sarah should be.
"......"
But no matter what Claude thought, in Sarah's eyes, he seemed to be just a cute puppy whining.
'How can……, how can there be such a lovely creature?!'
Claude, who wanted to monopolize her, was so cute that she was going crazy.
'That’s right, that’s right, this is what babies are like at this time of the year.'
Claude was more mature than she thought, so she thought she wouldn't be able to accept this kind of childishness, but she had a strange feeling. Sarah was overwhelmed and had no choice but to stare at Claude blankly.
".......Nanny, will you marry me"
Claude clutched the hem of her dress with tears in his eyes, perhaps uneasy about Sarah's silence. Sarah rolled her eyes and looked at the cute little hand that gripped the hem of her dress. Soon she covered her mouth with one hand. It seemed that what Claude was clutching was her heart, not her dress.
"I, how can I……"
"Eung?"
"How can I leave Claude-nim behind!"
Sarah eventually couldn't stand it and hugged Claude tightly. She didn't even care whether the hair that the servants touched with all their might was damaged or not. Sarah screamed full of happiness, rubbing her cheeks on Claude's cheeks and soft hair.
"I like you so much, our Claude-nim!"
".......!"
Claude blushed and hugged Sarah as she embraced him with a bright smile. It was like he would never miss it. Ethan looked at the sight as if he was appreciating the painting. Even though it was in front of him, everything around Sarah and Claude seemed to be shining brightly to the extent that it was hard to believe that it was real.
".......Ha."
Ethan smiled quietly at Claude's eyes, which were more sparkling than the stars.
"Duke-nim, look at our Claude-nim. How can he cry for such a lovely reason? How can a person be so cute and adorable?"
"......Claude, like me, has that side."
Ethan said brazenly, stroking Claude's head with a smile on his face.
"Good job, Claude. If you want anything, you have to grab it by all means."
"......You're teaching him something really good."
Sarah shook her head and clicked her tongue, but Claude’s eyes clearly shone at his father's words. Because his father was always right and never wrong. Claude was about to follow his father's teachings very well from now on so as not to lose his nanny. Then Jade came over and whispered to Ethan in a low voice.
"My Lord, the Second Prince is asking to see you. He's outside."
Now, this was a lounge that was exclusive for Ambrosia in the Imperial Palace. Only this place was able to mobilize Ambrosia's knights. So now the entrance to the lounge was guarded by the Ambrosia Knights.
"Why didn't he come to the party and come straight to this place?"
"He stopped by for a while, and since My Lord was not seen, I guess that’s the reason he asked for the meeting. He also asks how Claude-nim is doing."
".......Useless."
"It’s true that this place is only allowed to Ambrosia, but there is nothing good to offend him, so I think you should meet him."
At Jade's words, Ethan nodded without saying anything. The Second Prince, Ilior de Crombell, was not dissatisfied with the privileges granted only to Ambrosia. He was different from the First Prince, who acted as if the name Ambrosia was eating away the rights of the Imperial family. However, even that was the case when he was fighting for the throne with the First Prince, and now that the candidate had been narrowed down to two, it was unknown how it would change. Ethan asked Sarah, who was still hugging Claude and dying of joy.
"Sarah, can I bring in the Second Prince?"
"Ah……, did the Second Prince come here?"
"He’s waiting at the entrance now."
"Oh no, we shouldn't keep Prince-nim waiting."
Sarah let go of Claude as if sadly, and clapped her hand while groaning. Then, Sarah and Claude's disorganized costumes changed in an instant, as if nothing had happened before. Seeing Claude's tear-stained face and red eyes return to normal, Jade muttered involuntarily.
"......It's really convenient, the magic is."
"Right? If you want, I'll make a separate artifact for you."
"Yes? Ah, ah no! I can't cause Countess Millen-nim such trouble…..."
Jade seemed to be secretly looking forward to it while jumping and waving his hands. Then Ethan suddenly grabbed the nape of Jade's neck.
"You have to meet Second Prince-nim."
"Ack, wait, wait a minute My Lord……."
"Quickly."
At the gentle but firm command, Jade eventually swallowed his tears and went to meet the Second Prince. As Jade disappeared, Ethan sighed a little and approached Sarah and Claude.
"You don't have to accept all of Sir Harper's complaints."
"It's not that difficult."
"It's because I don't like it."
Ethan said that and lifted Claude up. Claude, who had been held in Ethan's arms twice today, opened his eyes wide and looked at his father's face. His surprised face was so cute that a small smile spread across Ethan's lips.
"You'll see Second Prince-nim soon, so don't be too nervous and just do what you've been taught. Can you do it?"
Ethan's voice was strict, but it was a gentle encouragement. Claude knew how to read tenderness in his father's voice, which had previously sounded terrifying.
"Yes, Father!"
Ethan patted the child on the shoulder once as he took Claude down from his arms as he nodded and answered. Sarah looked at him with delight. The relationship between the father and son, which used to be awkward, became quite natural.
'Whenever he touches Claude, the ring's power is temporarily dimmed.'
Sarah glanced at the ring on Ethan's hand. It was an artifact that she had poured so much mana into it that she had vomited a lot of blood. It was also on a different level from the first artifact she had handed over to Ethan previously. However, the magnitude of the power seeping inside Ethan Ambrosia was so great that Sarah's artifact lost its power just by touching Claude. Even this might be because Ethan was doing his best to control his power and restrain himself, so it continued to hold on.
'If only that ring could hold up well, they would be able to live like this in the future.'
Nevertheless, Sarah smiled at Ethan, who was no longer afraid of approaching Claude. He was a very strong person.
"Is this the lounge of Ambrosia, where even His Majesty the Emperor could not enter without permission?"
At that time, the Second Prince, Ilior, approached with a smile. He was looking around in amazement. Then he made eye contact with Ethan and smiled.
"I heard that Young Lord Ambrosia is in poor condition. Is he okay? Is there a problem?"
He was talking as if that was all he came for. However, Ilior's gaze alternately looked at Ethan Ambrosia and Sarah Millen.
"I greet the second glory of the great Crombell Empire, His Highness the Second Prince."
"Sarah Millen of Count Millen’s family greets the second glory of the great Crombell Empire, His Highness the Second Prince."
Ethan and Sarah bent one knee to provide examples of courtesy that befitted the Imperial family. Claude, who was looking up at Ilior with a tense face, also lowered his body along with Sarah and Ethan.
"Ah ah, I didn't come here to greet you like this, Duke Ambrosia. I just came to see if Young Lord Ambrosia is okay."
Ilior smiled friendly and waved his hand. Claude looked at him with wary eyes and then shook his head.
Aren't the Imperial family all scary people who bothered his father?
Claude still couldn't forget the face of the First Prince who pointed a sharp sword at himself and his nanny.
'He looks like that scary person, but he isn’t scary.'
Somehow, it was the moment when Claude was about to engrave his first impression of Ilior, who didn't feel scary like the First Prince, in his head.
"But Countess Millen, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Your debutante dance is as vivid as yesterday. Time has already passed so quickly."
"Thank you for remembering, Your Highness."
"You've become more beautiful while I haven't seen you."
Claude immediately corrected the first impression Ilior had been trying to engrave in his mind. He was a target he needed to be on guard.
Sarah caught people's attention as soon as she appeared. She seemed quite accustomed to receiving people's attention in this glamorous place. The fact that she was once called the flower of high society could be heard by those people who constantly chatted. Therefore, Claude had no choice but to be more anxious. This was because this place, not the Ambrosia mansion, seemed to be where Sarah should be. "......" But no matter what Claude thought, in Sarah's eyes, he seemed to be just a cute puppy whining. 'How can, how can there be such a lovely creature?!' Claude, who wanted to monopolize her, was so cute that she was going crazy. 'That's right, that's right, this is what babies are like at this time of the year.' Claude was more mature than she thought, so she thought she wouldn't be able to accept this kind of childishness, but she had a strange feeling. Sarah was overwhelmed and had no choice but to stare at Claude blankly. ".......Nanny, will you marry me" Claude clutched the hem of her dress with tears in his eyes, perhaps uneasy about Sarah's silence. Sarah rolled her eyes and looked at the cute little hand that gripped the hem of her dress. Soon she covered her mouth with one hand. It seemed that what Claude was clutching was her heart, not her dress. "I, how can I" "Eung?" "How can I leave Claude-nim behind!" Sarah eventually couldn't stand it and hugged Claude tightly. She didn't even care whether the hair that the servants touched with all their might was damaged or not. Sarah screamed full of happiness, rubbing her cheeks on Claude's cheeks and soft hair. "I like you so much, our Claude-nim!" ".......!" Claude blushed and hugged Sarah as she embraced him with a bright smile. It was like he would never miss it. Ethan looked at the sight as if he was appreciating the painting. Even though it was in front of him, everything around Sarah and Claude seemed to be shining brightly to the extent that it was hard to believe that it was real. ".......Ha." Ethan smiled quietly at Claude's eyes, which were more sparkling than the stars. "Duke-nim, look at our Claude-nim. How can he cry for such a lovely reason? How can a person be so cute and adorable?" "......Claude, like me, has that side." Ethan said brazenly, stroking Claude's head with a smile on his face. "Good job, Claude. If you want anything, you have to grab it by all means." "......You're teaching him something really good." Sarah shook her head and clicked her tongue, but Claude's eyes clearly shone at his father's words. Because his father was always right and never wrong. Claude was about to follow his father's teachings very well from now on so as not to lose his nanny. Then Jade came over and whispered to Ethan in a low voice. "My Lord, the Second Prince is asking to see you. He's outside." Now, this was a lounge that was exclusive for Ambrosia in the Imperial Palace. Only this place was able to mobilize Ambrosia's knights. So now the entrance to the lounge was guarded by the Ambrosia Knights. "Why didn't he come to the party and come straight to this place?" "He stopped by for a while, and since My Lord was not seen, I guess that's the reason he asked for the meeting. He also asks how Claude-nim is doing." ".......Useless." "It's true that this place is only allowed to Ambrosia, but there is nothing good to offend him, so I think you should meet him." At Jade's words, Ethan nodded without saying anything. The Second Prince, Ilior de Crombell, was not dissatisfied with the privileges granted only to Ambrosia. He was different from the First Prince, who acted as if the name Ambrosia was eating away the rights of the Imperial family. However, even that was the case when he was fighting for the throne with the First Prince, and now that the candidate had been narrowed down to two, it was unknown how it would change. Ethan asked Sarah, who was still hugging Claude and dying of joy. "Sarah, can I bring in the Second Prince?" "Ah, did the Second Prince come here?" "He's waiting at the entrance now." "Oh no, we shouldn't keep Prince-nim waiting." Sarah let go of Claude as if sadly, and clapped her hand while groaning. Then, Sarah and Claude's disorganized costumes changed in an instant, as if nothing had happened before. Seeing Claude's tear-stained face and red eyes return to normal, Jade muttered involuntarily. "......It's really convenient, the magic is." "Right? If you want, I'll make a separate artifact for you." "Yes? Ah, ah no! I can't cause Countess Millen-nim such trouble..." Jade seemed to be secretly looking forward to it while jumping and waving his hands. Then Ethan suddenly grabbed the nape of Jade's neck. "You have to meet Second Prince-nim." "Ack, wait, wait a minute My Lord." "Quickly." At the gentle but firm command, Jade eventually swallowed his tears and went to meet the Second Prince. As Jade disappeared, Ethan sighed a little and approached Sarah and Claude. "You don't have to accept all of Sir Harper's complaints." "It's not that difficult." "It's because I don't like it." Ethan said that and lifted Claude up. Claude, who had been held in Ethan's arms twice today, opened his eyes wide and looked at his father's face. His surprised face was so cute that a small smile spread across Ethan's lips. "You'll see Second Prince-nim soon, so don't be too nervous and just do what you've been taught. Can you do it?" Ethan's voice was strict, but it was a gentle encouragement. Claude knew how to read tenderness in his father's voice, which had previously sounded terrifying. "Yes, Father!" Ethan patted the child on the shoulder once as he took Claude down from his arms as he nodded and answered. Sarah looked at him with delight. The relationship between the father and son, which used to be awkward, became quite natural. 'Whenever he touches Claude, the ring's power is temporarily dimmed.' Sarah glanced at the ring on Ethan's hand. It was an artifact that she had poured so much mana into it that she had vomited a lot of blood. It was also on a different level from the first artifact she had handed over to Ethan previously. However, the magnitude of the power seeping inside Ethan Ambrosia was so great that Sarah's artifact lost its power just by touching Claude. Even this might be because Ethan was doing his best to control his power and restrain himself, so it continued to hold on. 'If only that ring could hold up well, they would be able to live like this in the future.' Nevertheless, Sarah smiled at Ethan, who was no longer afraid of approaching Claude. He was a very strong person. "Is this the lounge of Ambrosia, where even His Majesty the Emperor could not enter without permission?" At that time, the Second Prince, Ilior, approached with a smile. He was looking around in amazement. Then he made eye contact with Ethan and smiled. "I heard that Young Lord Ambrosia is in poor condition. Is he okay? Is there a problem?" He was talking as if that was all he came for. However, Ilior's gaze alternately looked at Ethan Ambrosia and Sarah Millen. "I greet the second glory of the great Crombell Empire, His Highness the Second Prince." "Sarah Millen of Count Millen's family greets the second glory of the great Crombell Empire, His Highness the Second Prince." Ethan and Sarah bent one knee to provide examples of courtesy that befitted the Imperial family. Claude, who was looking up at Ilior with a tense face, also lowered his body along with Sarah and Ethan. "Ah ah, I didn't come here to greet you like this, Duke Ambrosia. I just came to see if Young Lord Ambrosia is okay." Ilior smiled friendly and waved his hand. Claude looked at him with wary eyes and then shook his head. Aren't the Imperial family all scary people who bothered his father? Claude still couldn't forget the face of the First Prince who pointed a sharp sword at himself and his nanny. 'He looks like that scary person, but he isn't scary.' Somehow, it was the moment when Claude was about to engrave his first impression of Ilior, who didn't feel scary like the First Prince, in his head. "But Countess Millen, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Your debutante dance is as vivid as yesterday. Time has already passed so quickly." "Thank you for remembering, Your Highness." "You've become more beautiful while I haven't seen you." Claude immediately corrected the first impression Ilior had been trying to engrave in his mind. He was a target he needed to be on guard.
