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She Was Sent by God - Chapter 70

Published at 5th of March 2022 08:14:32 PM


Chapter 70

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She constantly tries not to look like she’s bluffing.

“You made a mistake. Robert is not the pirate king. He’s just my subordinate.”

“No way.”

Agnes was slightly embarrassed and showed Robert’s portrait in the document.

“Look. It’s a portrait of the pirate king.”

Emmerich took it and tore it apart without hesitation.

“The information here is all wrong.”

“How are you sure?”

Agnes thought he was lying.

Because Roland won’t lie to her.

Emmerich bent over and approached the bed where Agnes was sitting.

His breath was so close that his hair shook.

“Because I’m the pirate king.” 

“……what?”

She doubted what she heard at the moment.

“You must have worked so hard on my background investigation and didn’t know that.”

“What are you sayin?….”

She was speechless. Whether he knew how she felt or not, Emmerich was smiling the whole time.

“What nonsense is that? Didn’t the king order you to kill the pirate king?”

“I’m doing both.”

Emmerich spoke ridiculously.

Agnes didn’t know what to say.

He was given an official order to kill the pirates, but in fact, he is a pirate.

“And such evidence is useless. The double ledger you found was fake, and the insider who testified I have already taken care of it.”

Only then did she realize that she had played on his palm.

“…When did you start?”

“I don’t know. Since the maid who attended the duchess discovered this document?”

I let my guard down.

Agnes secretly clenched her fist.

Perhaps it was his strategy that the maid leaked the information about Robert being in the Pavilion.

“Okay, then tell me.”

“What do you mean?”

Her hands and feet went cold because she didn’t know what he was going to say.

“What do you want for dinner?”

* * *

Emmerich’s attitude was very suspicious.

He was basically sweet and tried to listen to Agnes.

There was little change in attitude before he was trapped in his bedroom, even so the situation did not feel like a crisis.

However, Agnes still hasn’t taken a step out of Emmrich’s bedroom.

To leave the bedroom, you have to pass through a total of three doors, with two knights standing at each door.

In addition, the place where the room is located is the highest axis in the castle, so I couldn’t dare to do anything.

She tried to call Eugene, but the last words he left behind caught her, so she couldn’t easily speak out.

“Are you not sleepy yet?”

Just in time, Emmerich opened the door and came in.

“How long are you going to keep me here?”

“Hmm.”

 

He replied after agonizing for a long time.

“I don’t know. As much as I can?”

“What? Count. Are you out of your mind?”

Agnes raised her finger and shouted.

“If I were in my right mind, I wouldn’t have kept the Duchess alive.”

“….What about Ney?”

“The Duchess’ maid is doing well. Don’t worry.”

Emmerich continued to talk with a friendly smile.

“Should I ask them to bring more ice? I think you can’t sleep well because it’s hot.”

“I can sleep well as long as I get out of here.”

“After the night of roses, the heat subsides a little. Please wait a little bit more.”

Agnes’ complexion turned white.

At the end of the rose night.

Then how long do I have to stay here?

“Count Cellon. Then let me write a letter to Laslo.”

She didn’t send a letter except on the first day of her arrival, so it was obvious that he would be worried.

“…You now call him by his name.”

Emmerich’s face turned cold.

Agnes didn’t notice because the room was dark.

“It’s okay to check what it’s about. Count, please.”

“Then let’s do this.

“Hmm?”

He called in the servant who was outside and told him to bring a lot of alcohol.

“Do you want to drink with me?”

“All of a sudden?”

“You said you wanted to send a letter. All right. If the Duchess wins this bet, I’ll allow it.”

“What if I lose?”

“Then make my wish come true.”

“What’s your wish?”

“I’ll tell you that when I win.”

“Okay.”

Agnes accepted without hesitation.

A bet on alcohol. Agnes has never lost to anyone since she was born.

The first alcohol that came out was the fruit wine made with apples. Emmerich first filled Agnes’ cup.

She emptied the cup as soon as it was full.

“Come on. Have a drink.”

“Thank you.”

Agnes poured a full glass of alcohol.

For a while, the two focused on emptying the bottle without talking.

“Do you remember throwing flowers at me when you first met me?”

“Me? To Count?”

“Yes. You were fighting with Prince Chavolti.”

Was it like that?

Agnes looked back on her memories, but in fact, it was unclear what Emmerich’s first impression was like.

“You threw this big bouquet.”

Emmerich put the cup down and opened both hands to tell the size of the bouquet.

“As soon as I opened the door, I was beaten with flowers and was embarrassed, but the princess told me to bring it.”

“Really?”

“I took it and gave it to Prince Chavolti but he gave it back to me.”

Emmerich talked about the memories of the day with a smiley face.

Agnes, on the other hand, couldn’t even respond because she couldn’t remember the situation at all.

“So I knew that the princess’s heart was like fire.”

“What do you mean fire? You misunderstood. My personality shines so brightly. I’m sure Chavolti did something wrong.”

Then Emmerich laughed again.

The bottle was empty. He picked up another bottle and filled her glass.

“You were also angry the second time I saw you”.

“Me?”

“Yes. I don’t know why, but you were kicking the garden tree because you were so angry.”

“……hmmm. Why do you always see me when I’m angry?”

“I know. Why did I end up meeting the princess then?”

It was then she realized that her title changed from Duchess to Princess.

Emmerich emptied the glass first. Agnes followed him and the alcohol into her mouth.

After that, my throat felt like it was burning.

Emmerich didn’t say anything until he emptied the bottle.

She opened the fifth bottle.

His face was a little red as if he was getting drunk. Agnes cried slightly.

“What’s the real reason for locking me up here?”

“I don’t know.”

Emmerich spoke calmly. It didn’t sound like a lie.

“If the person who locked me doesn’t know, then who knows? Are you kidding me?”

“I know.”

He replied with a faint smile.

Agnes barely calmed down her boiling stomach and tried to persuade him with a smile.

Anyway, in this state, she was absolutely at a disadvantage.

“Count Cellon. I’m a very heavy-mouthed person.”

“Is that so?”

“I will bury such stories in my heart for the rest of my life, whether the count is a pirate king or has accumulated wealth through smuggling and trafficking. I promise in the honor of the royal family.”

“The honor of the royal family?”

“Yeah. I promised not to let a single word out.”

“Then why did you break that promise?” 

“What promise?”

“Didn’t you tell me the last time we met? See you at the wedding.”

“..I did, right?”

At that time, he didn’t know who would marry Agnes, but he was sure that he would marry her.

“So, of course, I thought the princess wanted to marry me, so I was preparing for the wedding.”

“What? What does that mean?”

Agnes jumped from her seat.

“What’s wrong with you? I meant that I would invite the count to the wedding ceremony!”

“….So I was very excited and told the butler to decorate the room where the princess would stay.”

“No, wait.”

“But how can you break the promise and marry someone else?”

“That’s what I …..……”

“I thought my heart would bream when I heard the news that the princess was getting married.”

Emmerich bowed his head and hid his face with his hands.

Agnes was perplexed.

I swear that I didn’t mean it like that, and I never made an impression to marry him.

“Count. Raise your head. I don’t know why you misunderstood, but I can explain everything.”

“…….”

“Count?”

Emmerich slowly raised his head. His face was full of playful laughter.

“You’re the same as before and now that I’m easily fooled.”

“…the Count is not a fool, and I’m still the same.”

Emmerich smiled and poured the alcohol again.

After some time, the dawn was rising little by little, and Emmerich looked fine except for a little red face.

She was getting impatient.

“What’s the strongest alcohol here?” 

“Strong alcohol?”

“Let’s finish this.”

“It’s distilled three times.”

The pumpkin-colored liquid was so strong.

Agnes took it right into her mouth. Emmerich followed and emptied the glass.

“Ugh.”

My throat tingles.

It seemed to be the strongest alcohol Agnes had ever had.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s fine. Give me the next glass.”





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