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She Was Sent by God - Chapter 25

Published at 21st of January 2022 07:05:37 AM


Chapter 25

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CHAPTER 25

Chavolti rephrased his words in a sharp tone.

“To be poisoned by your brother. The palace is an incomprehensible world.”

At the supper, Agnes did not show any signs after eating the mushrooms from the attendant.

That’s why I thought innocently that she liked mushrooms.

“That’s how Agnes acts”

He stopped breathing for a while and spit it out hard.

“One time, Sebastian poisoned Vivian’s food at a meal with Agnes.”

“Oh, my.”

“Fortunately, Vivian didn’t die because she had an antidote, but she collapsed vomiting blood in her ears and mouth.”

Chavolti still felt pain recalling that day.

It was a sunny day. Agnes cried and came to Chavolti’s palace.

“I remember it. It was when she was less than ten years old. The child came to me in a bloody dress.”

Surprised, I asked what was going on, Agnes said with wet eyes.

‘I don’t want to die, Chavolti. I don’t want to die like Vivian.’

After that day, Agnes vomits everything she had after eating with Sebastian.

It was so compulsive that it damaged her esophagus several times.

“She lived her whole life in fear. Even if she looks fine on the outside, she is smudged on the inside.”

Laslo looked at Prince Chavolti silently.

“She married the Duke to live.”

He confessed. All the alcohol left in the bottle was poured into his glass.

Laslo didn’t know what to say, so he remained quiet.

“She doesn’t want to die like Vivian.”

“……”

“So please take good care of my sister.”

Chavolti inhaled the glass at once and called in the servant who was standing far away and left.

Laslo stayed there for a long time and returned to the mansion.

* * *

“She just fell asleep.”

The Doctor who examined Agnes stood in front of Laslo and reported her condition in detail.

“She has a slight fever, but since she took antipyretics, she’ll be fine tomorrow morning.”

“I see. Good job.”

The Doctor nodded and walked away. He walked to the bedroom in the deepest part of the room.

Her maid was dozing off next to her.

“Oh, sorry. I’m sorry.”

The maid, who woke up from her sleep , jumped up in surprise.

“I’ll take care of the princess, so you leave.”

“Yes.”

The maid opened the door without a sound of mouth and went out.

Laslo sat on the chair where the maid was sitting and looked at Agnes.

Her face that had turned white in the carriage now slowly returns its color.

He unconsciously reached out and stroked Agnes on the cheek.

The Duke’s touch was as soft as spring.

He lifted his hand from Agnes’ cheek. Then, he carefully pulled off her sweat-soaked hair and swept it over neatly.

— He married the Duke to live.

Chavolti’s words and expressions remained in my head and did not leave.

— I don’t want to die. I don’t want to die. I don’t even want to live like that. I’m tired of living without breathing once properly. I want to live without being conscious. (Crying)

Suddenly, I remembered what Agnes had said while weeping on the wall.

She only passed adulthood. But how much pain has she suffered and avoided?

The words that I don’t want to die now touched my heart.

My heart was very nauseous to think of the princess who has crossed countless thorny paths until this day.

From some point on, my heart is itching to see her.

A thousand emotions crowded in my mind. Compassion, sympathy, absence, admiration, surprise, palpitations, and loveliness.

The exact name of this emotion is unknown, but it is certain that she is becoming quite precious.

Laslo quietly stood by her until dawn and left the room.

* * *

A few days later, they moved when they heard that the repair of the Arpad Townhouse had been completed.

Chavolti grumbled and said,

“Are you already going?”

Laslo called Beller, who had come to the capital with him, to his office.

“Did you call me? Master.”

“The police must have known the situation because they often visited the royal palace.”

“What kind of situation are you talking about? Was the princess’ life threatened when she was in the palace?”

“Don’t you know what Prince Sebastian is like?”

Beller refrained from speaking. The omitted sentence contained many meanings.

“She’s a princess who’s 10 years younger than the Prince and has no power”

“That doesn’t mean that the princess’ right to inherit the throne will disappear.”

Beller replied calmly. Upon hearing him, Laslo became complicated.

He realized that he was thinking too simply of the situation.

When Prince Sebastian ascended to the throne, all threats to her would disappear.

However, seeing that poison mushrooms are recommended in an open place, it does not seem to have set boundaries.

Laslo swept his hair somewhat roughly.

“How many elesh do you have now?”

(T/N: Elesh is the private knights of Duke Arpad)

Then Beller rubbed his chin with a troubled face.

“Five, no, seven people are currently training.”

“Put half of it on Agnes.”

“What?”

Beller’s eyes are twice as big as usual. He shook his head.

“No, isn’t Elesh specified to protect only the head of the family and his successor?”

“Without the princess, there is no successor.”

“Master, but that’s…”

Beller’s face hardened.

“Sir Beller, I know your loyalty. But you should know who it is for.”

“……”

“I’m the owner of Arpad. Don’t you know what that means?”

He spoke calmly.

Laslo’s expression and tone were no different than before, but somehow Beller could not resist his words.

“I’ll deliver it to Elesh.”

“If something dangerous happens to her, let me know immediately and hide yourself and just watch for now.”

“I’ll do that.”

* * *

The incident in which Laslo poured gold coins on the head of the Viscount Ares was known among the nobles at the king’s ascension ceremony.

Some with quick information already noticed the source of wealth of the Arpad family and flocked like bees when Agnes appeared at the ball.

“Duchess, it’s such an honor for me to meet you here.”

Someone suddenly interrupted the noble woman who was about to introduce herself.

A noble woman in a dress decorated with colorful jewels said in a fuss.

“Oh, my. Duchess! Did you see the invitation I sent you? I’m going to have a tea party at my mansion in 10 days, and I really want you to come.”

Agnes clearly remembers what she said to Laslo when she first came here.

I know that aristocrats change their behavior depending on the situation, but it was funny that the way they treated them changed completely in just a few days.

“I think it will be difficult to attend due to my busy schedule.”

Agnes said bluntly.

“Then, when will you have time? We’re going hunting early next month, but if you don’t mind.”

She persistently bit and stretched.

“Hunting? Hunting is good. Sutmar is a place where the Duke cannot eat meat unless he hunts it himself. That’s great. I’ll tell the Duke to attend.”

Agnes replied with a smileless face. Then the lady’s face turned white at this moment.

“What’s wrong with you? He might want to attend. By the way, make sure to prepare some black bread for lunch when we go hunting. The Duke and I enjoy eating it like commoners.”

“That, that…”

“Why? Do you have more to say?”

Agnes was about half a snake smaller than her, but the pressure from the whole body could not be ignored

“I’m leaving now. Duchess.”

Not only she but also other noblemen crept away. Agnes defeated the ladies surrounding him and walked slowly to Laslo.

“Your Grace, this is a golden opportunity that will never come back. So please reconsider it once again.”

A short, dwarf noble man with black hair is making a heated speech in front of Laslo.

Laslo seems to be easygoing.

“Can I know what opportunity it is?”

“Oh, Duchess.”

Agnes pointed at the man with his chin. Laslo shrugged and said.

“He said he’s Baron Lerlin.”

“I am Baron Pal Leslin. Your Grace.”

Baron Leslin corrected his name while twitching his nose.

“Yeah. Baron Leslin. What’s that opportunity?”

“The truth is, Duchess.”

Baron Leslin looked around once and lowered his voice.

“I recently discovered a sapphire mine in my estate.”

“Oh, congratulations on that.”

Agnes said half-heartedly.

“According to experts, the reserves are also significant.”

The Baron opened his eyes and lowered his voice further.

“But I’m trying to sell some of my mining rights due to unavoidable circumstances.”

The baron squeezed his chest with a sad expression as much as possible.

“You’re going to sell the sapphire mining rights?”

The moment I heard that far, Agnes had a feeling.

He is obviously a scammer.

There is no way for a person to sell the proper mining rights that make money to another person.

In other words, it means that it is not a proper mine.

“I have a wife and two daughters. The eldest daughter’s name is Beatrice and the second daughter is Kira. Both of them have reached the age of the past year, but they can’t afford to pay their dues, so they can’t get married yet.”

Baron Pal leslin has lined up a long line of stories that cannot be heard without tears.

Agnes, who pretended to listen moderately, couldn’t stand the boredom when the Baron’s sick wife was mentioned.




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