# 70
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Count Chinchis fell to the ground. Today was so different from yesterday, when he felt like he owned the entire world.
He should have found a solution when that person disappeared last night.
There were suspicions about the young count's attempts to join the banquet, so he had prepared some people to monitor the place, but he didn't know how he managed to get in.
Ines, who was crying so hard that she could barely breathe, was taken in by his second daughter.
The problem now was how to calm the Crown Prince's anger.
Count Chinchis thought as he suffered internally.
'That bastard ruined his life with his own hands, but I still have two daughters left.'
While Count Chinchis was staring at the floor, the door suddenly opened and the sound of a man's shoes was heard.
It was two times.
The man stopped at the door and sat on the sofa indifferently.
“It's only been two days since we arrived in Larousse and yet all this stuff is happening. As I said on the first day, it's a city full of so many things to see and hear.”
His tone was light, but it was easy to read his suppressed emotions through it.
The musty smell of dust emanating from the carpet that was touching his nose seemed to have disappeared.
‘…If I make a mistake here, I might die!’
It is an insult to the royal family. It could wipe out my whole family.
“……I apologize, Your Highness! I made a mistake in raising my son! It was not under the guidance of Chinches! And my youngest daughter was also forcefully dragged into this matter...”
“Do you think it's enough to just apologize to me?”
Count Chenchis stopped speaking, and his body was trembling. He felt as if a sword had been stuck in his neck.
“No, no, Your Highness the Prince, I would like to apologize to you both, Your Highness and Your Highness the Princess!”
It was clear that the relationship between the Crown Prince and his wife was very strong.
Count Chintz swallowed hard.
“I would like to ask Your Highness to forgive the insult committed by my foolish son. Please, Your Majesty... Please forgive us...”
“Of course, I want to do that.”
Count Chinchis closed his eyes. It was far from simple.
“……If you hand me over the two people responsible for this event, I will turn a blind eye to Chinches’s insult.”
Certain said coldly.
He had promised Evelin that he would get as much benefit as possible. He intended in every way not to allow Count Chenchess to think of anything else.
Only now did Syrten understand why Evelin was putting up with it and swallowing her tears nonetheless.
Now he came closer to her pain.
Certain now realized what Evelyn had sacrificed to continue acting.
Her dignity as a human being, her freedom to defend herf.
You have given up the rights that others have as a matter of course.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, please...please my daughter...”
“I didn't say I was going to kill her.”
Certain said indifferently. His facial expression was very cold but he did not show any killing intent.
Count Chenchis swallowed again.
"permission…?"
Count Chinchis looked at Sirtain with eyes full of hope.
“This time, my great-grandmother will arrive soon. However, there is no lady in Lixia that I can trust to entrust my great-grandmother’s care.”
"Yes!"
Count Chenchis's eyes widened.
Once Elizabeth arrives, there will be many girls who will seek that opportunity.
It was the quickest way to get closer to Cirtine, and on the other hand, Elizabeth was considered one of the finest and highest-ranking princesses of all time. Receiving teachings from her would be a valuable opportunity.
Simply being Elizabeth's maid would have made her one of the finest girls in the empire.
“This…this doesn’t seem like a punishment.”
“You only see one side.”
“It’s a lot of fun,” said Certain, laughing.
“Your daughter will become my hostage.”
“…Even if it is an opportunity, it is a great honor! Her Highness Princess Elizabeth is considered one of the smartest and fairest princesses! This will be a great opportunity for Ennis!”
"I'm glad you think so. But you know, I'm not one to give things away for free."
“Laros will be by your side all my life! Laros will support you towards a new future where little Lixia’s sun will shine!”
Count Chinchis bowed to the ground and, as Evelyn said, showed them nothing but mercy. He chose the more moderate route and offered a chance.
With that, they got Larousse.
Of course, there are still other things.
"But not everything can go smoothly. What about your son?"
“……I will accept any decision Your Highness makes.”
Count Chinchis spoke in a firm voice. It seemed as if he had no will to save his son from the beginning.
He had already realized the immutable fact that trying to save one might drown them all.
“Your son will be trained by my knights. I will send him to the north, known as the harshest training camp. He may never return from there.”
“……I am grateful to Your Highness for giving him such an opportunity to live.”
With this, Evelyn now has both Count Chenchess and Larose in her hands.
Everything had been achieved as they wished, but why...
'Am I angry?'
Certain sighed, closing his eyes.
He wanted to protect Evelin from people's eyes. He wanted to hide her so she wouldn't get hurt anymore.
But this was not what Evelyn wanted.
She is a person who wants to be freer than anyone else, and to shine more than anyone else.
Evelyn was not someone who was content to just stay where she was.
Sertin squeezed his eyes tightly.
In the past, Certin only wanted a companion who looked in the same direction.
Someone to be by his side.
He saw Evelin as his gift, but now he wanted something different.
He wants to protect Evelyn.
He hoped Evelin wouldn't cry anymore.
He wanted her to stop hiding what was inside her behind her patience and tears.
“Ah…”
But this was harder than anything else in this world. He hoped that Evelin would be happy, but the path she chose was not just a path to happiness.
“It's hard.”
Count Chenchis's eyes filled with tension as he looked at Sirtain, who sighed.
“Your Highness, if something is bothering you...”
“Something is bothering me.”
"What?"
“There's someone who keeps making me angry.”
Sertin whispered lowly.
“He does not know his limits and wants to surpass everyone.”
Sertin pointed to the ceiling. Count Chinchis quickly looked at the ceiling and then bit his lips.
'Rebel!'
He meant treason.
Perhaps Duke Spelman was the one dreaming it. Although he lives far from the centre, he has heard the stories.
“…Can I help you with something?”
“Someone with my order will come soon. Then, you must act according to my will. Young Duke Augustin will kill his wife.”
"Yes!"
Count Chinchis took a deep breath. This was something that could not be overlooked. A nobleman was killed.
However, Serten was calm as if it was nothing. He only gave vague orders.
“You just have to declare that lady dead when the time comes. I will not interfere with the method you use.”
“What you mean is… to bear witness to the death of the young duchess?”
Certain nodded. This expression was accurate.
Since he had a hostage in his hands, it was possible to create secrets. Count Chinchis once again bowed to the ground.
“Larousse will open the way, Your Highness. Travel and arrive where you wish.”
it's all over.
Cyrtain's mission in Larousse was over.
“Miss Innes will accompany me. The young Count will be sent north immediately.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
"It is best that a new successor be appointed. Your son will be a ghost in the north."
This means he shouldn't even try to meet him or help him. Count Chinchis lowered his head further. As if he would carry out any orders given to him.
Cyrtain finished his meeting with Count Chenchis and went outside. The streets were filled with darkness, and lampposts were illuminating the way.
The tourist yacht on the wide sea was shining like a beacon.
There, that'll be Evelyn.
This victory at Larousse is Eveline's victory alone. Just like the victory you've given him over the past two months.