Author: Byuon

After seeing Rosie go in a carriage heading to Countess Millard, Argen headed to his office.

 

He had intended to catch up on work while Rosie attended the party.

 

But his mind was racing, and he couldn’t concentrate.

 

‘Maybe I should have gone with her.’

 

An unseemly feeling of regret came over him.

 

He thought about whether he should go to Countess Millard now, but he shook his head.

 

If he didn’t go it would help Rosie.

 

Argen recalled the meeting with Countess Millard a long time ago.

 

<The energy I feel from the Marquis is a little strange.>

 

<What does that mean?>

 

<I feel the energy similar to a curse.>

 

Argen was rarely embarrassed. Because it was the first time the curse was caught in this way.

 

Countess Millard was a person who was sensitive to the energy around her.

 

If he went to the banquet hall together, she might be wary of Rosie.

 

The problem is that she’s already the mistress of Marquis Evantes.

 

Argen raised his chin with a dissatisfied face.

 

He looked again at the unrecognizable papers, but his gaze lingered on the same spot as he was unwilling to read the words.

 

He sighed and put down the papers, and a coachman rushed into his room.

 

“Marquis, I have something to tell you.”

 

“What’s going on?”

 

“That….”

 

Right now, the Paladin Commander has visited Countess Millard’s mansion.

 

The moment Argen heard those words, he quickly got up from his seat.

 

So he arrived at the mansion, whom he was trying to avoid, and what he saw was…

 

It was the figure of the Paladin Commander who kissed Rosie slender fingers passionately and Rosie didn’t reject him.

 

****

 

What happened during the party really shocked me.

 

My whole body went cold, as if the blood on my body had turned to ice.

 

For a while, I couldn’t make up my mind, and I sat blankly.

 

Until Argen storms into the room.

 

“How the hell did this happen?”

 

Argen’s breathing was harsh. He watched the situation with anger.

 

It was then that I came to my senses.

 

Why am I here with Richard?

 

I lost my memory because I was in awe of the shock that a person had died right in front of my eyes.

 

‘It’s like being caught in an affair.’

 

Things were taking a strange turn.

 

“Come here, Camilla.”

 

Cautiously, I met Argen’s gaze and withdrew my hand from Richard’s grasp.

 

Richard’s eyebrows rose, but he let me go.

 

“Marquis, that’s…”

 

I opened my mouth to explain the misunderstanding to him, but then I met his murderous green eyes and lowered my gaze.

 

Argen hid me behind him and looked at Richard.

 

“Are the knights of the temple filthy? To covet someone’s lover.”

 

When the two of them met like this, I was already nervous, but I was not sure what Richard would answer.

 

Just as expected.

 

Richard smiled and got up from his seat.

 

“I’m a little filthy.”

 

He looks at me and says something that sounds like madness.

 

‘That’s a sign of a fight!’

 

I never imagined that he would be openly arguing.

 

Why are you doing that?

 

I bit my lip. Argen couldn’t play around with such a nonsensical joke…

 

“There is no such thing as a knight of the temple. Seeing as how you’re blinded by lust.”

 

There it was.

 

Argen’s eyes lit up as if he’d been played.

 

“Lust?”

 

“If that filthy feeling of being over someone else’s lover isn’t lust, how should I express it?”

 

It was such an atmosphere that there was really going to be a fight.

 

‘Argen said he wasn’t coming, so why are you suddenly here?’

 

Although she rebuked herself for his sudden arrival, she blamed herself for not being able to keep her wits.

 

“Marquis, I mean….”

 

“And then.”

 

The last words made it clear. Arjen is now as angry with me as I am with him. How am I going to solve this?

 

“There’s a little misunderstanding….”

 

No, is this a misunderstanding?

 

“Are you on that paladin side now?”

 

What kind of nonsense is that?

 

“I’m not taking any sides, I’m trying to explain what was going on with this.”

 

“Is there any explanation, Camilla? He kissed your hand, and you accepted it.”

 

Please stop talking.

 

Even though it was a situation that could be resolved with words, Richard twisted it.

 

No, it’s not my fault in the first place.

 

Is it normal to kiss someone who’s been out of her mind for a while?

 

He obviously knows I’m Rosie and knowing that, he’s going to…

 

“It seems that the commander doesn’t want to stay in the capital.”

 

“I came here under the command of the Holy Father, so I will stay for a long time.”

 

“Even if there was an order from the Holy Father, you can make that order into a non-existent one.”

 

“Then give it a try.”

 

It was a tense atmosphere, with no one backing down.

 

I tugged on Argen’s sleeve as if to tell him to stop.

 

Now is not the time to start a war of nerves like this, I had to let him know that Richard knew my identity.

 

But Argen held my hand tightly.

 

I don’t know what he’s doing, but he kisses the back of my hand, right in front of Richard.

 

My face turned red with embarrassment. What kind of tactics is this?

 

“No matter what kind of feelings the Commander has, after all, she’s my lover.”

 

“……”

 

“I’m telling you not to suffer unnecessarily for vain feelings, so you’d better listen to me.”

 

Richard’s face, who had been smiling brightly, had hardened now.

 

Argen laughed as if satisfied with the reaction.

 

I tried to pull my hand out of his grasp in what looked like a child’s fight, but he squeezed it tightly.

 

It was a close call.

 

It was then.

 

“Oh, Marquis also came?”

 

The anger of the two men heated the room, and before I could burn in the frustration, the Countess of Millard appeared like a savior.

 

She was holding clothes to give me.

 

“I thought you would never come to my mansion because Marquis disliked me so much.”

 

“I didn’t dislike you. I just couldn’t come because I was busy. I made a special time to see my lover this time.”

 

“Marquis seems to love his lover very much. Isn’t that, Miss Camilla?”

 

Countess Millard smiled and stepped into the room.

 

“Okay then, Camilla has to change her clothes, so will the gentlemen go out?”

 

In this moment, she was the savior.

 

Argen and Richard followed the advice of Countess Millard.

 

Before leaving, the two of them were staring at each other.

 

“Ah, Marquis.”

 

I grabbed him before the door completely closed.

 

Tugging on his shoulder, I gave him a sign to bend down and Arjen ducked his head to give me an obedient ear.

 

“I’ll explain that later. It’s not what Marquis thought… No, not completely.”

 

“What?”

 

When I couldn’t completely deny it, Argen’s gaze grew fierce.

 

“There was a situation. I’ll explain, so go out and cool your head.”

 

I’m not his true lover, but I had to pretend to be in a contractual relationship.

 

It was my mistake that I couldn’t stop Richard because I lost my mind for a while.

 

As I let go of his shoulder, I felt a stinging gaze.

 

Richard was looking at me with cold eyes.

 

What, why.

 

He slammed the door behind me.

 

“Thanks for the clothes, madam.”

 

I smiled happily and reached for the clothes she had brought me.

 

“It will be difficult to wear alone, so I will help you.”

 

Don’t maids usually do this?

 

“This may sound strange to say out of the blue, but I’ve actually been wanting to have a talk with you.”

 

“With me?”

 

“Unlike most people, lady has a good energy.”

 

“…….”

 

Wait. This sounds similar.

 

“It sounds strange to me. As a magician, I feel the energy of other people.”

 

The Countess said carefully.

 

Since I am in a fantasy world, I decided to convince myself.

 

‘I think the atmosphere right now is good, shall we get to the point?’

 

I decided to sneak a peek at my luck. The reason I wanted to meet her for so long.

 

“Actually, I also wanted to meet the Countess.”

 

“Me?”

 

“I heard that the Countess once helped a man who lost his memory through magic.”

 

A very surprising story.

 

It was her famous anecdote that she regained the memory of a man who had lost his memory in an accident.

 

But strangely, the Countess looked puzzled.

 

“Does this mean that you also have lost your memory?”

 

I nodded.

 

“You want me to find those memories.”

 

“… That.”

 

I looked at Countess Millard’s expression.

 

After a moment of contemplation, she nodded happily.

 

“Okay. Your memory, I’ll get them back.”

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes, of course. Can you come over here for a moment?”

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