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Is the highlight of the banquet on the last day? (23) – unedited

'No. I'm not a great person to be treated like that. Rather, I shudder every night at the inferior treatment just like a whore, and am struggling to get my name engraved into the Count's family.'

Unable to speak it out of her mouth, she cried out in her chest. It was because Chenin herself thought that it would be too miserable if she told the truth to that man who only thought it was a good thing.

And for some reason. The villagers of Sezaine, who had never really appeared even in her dream, flashed through her mind for an instant. It reminded her of the people who left the best, pretty, and delicious things for her in the village. However, it wasn't jewelry or dresses, not even old-fashioned ornaments, but just potatoes, luscious fruits, and cheap fabric dresses.

It was not an everyday thing for Chenin to have a smile on her face in Sezaine or in the County. But angry tears are becoming a daily routine only in the County.

What is a more human life?

Chenin shook her head at that question.

'Not both.'

Living as a country peasant is like a cow plowing the fields without meaning, while now she is like a doll with deformed joints in an unstable state. The human life that Chenin envisioned had not yet been realized.

'To be recognized as the Countess, and to put a lot of people at her feet. To receive gazes filled with envy and respect, and to suppress people's spirit with a dignity that cannot be dared to approach.'

This was the human life that Chenin envisioned.

Chenin raised the hand that was about to slap the man's cheek again, but this time gently stroked him with her warm hand. As the man squinted and looked at her hand resting on his cheek, he heard Chenin's voice.

“That's why commoners won't do. You're stupid. It's like giving yourself to that bitch.”

The man kept his mouth shut for a while at the sudden swear word, and then opened his mouth.

“… I'm sorry.”

What? Chenin found the situation funny. He's reflexively apologizing without knowing anything. Can it be said that he is a human being who thinks when he is looking at her like this? He is better than livestocks.

“That's all you guys can say.”

“I just felt like I should have said that.”

The man's hand approaches. Chenin was startled and slapped the back of his hand, but without being afraid, he touched her face again. Thumbs with a rough feel ran across her cheeks.

“You've been crying since earlier.”

Ah-

Tears streamed down Chenin's eyes as if those words were a stimulant. He looked bewildered, but it was enough to make her face wet like a drizzle poured on it.

Rather, it was Chenin who was perplexed. She pushes the man away and rubs her face with her little hand, her eyes turn red in no time.

The man stood there and said, neither getting closer or farther away.

“It must have been very difficult waiting for the last day of the banquet.”

'No.'

“There are a lot of people. Everyone will be waiting for you.”

'No.'

“I look forward to seeing Madam more beautiful than anyone else in a dress.”

Chenin closed her trembling eyelids tightly and said forcefully.

“You run away.”

“What?”

“I said it before. Run away from that bitch. Get out of this mansion right now!”

'So, you will live forever without knowing that I won't be able to see a single light at the banquet even on the last day. Foolishly, like now.'

Chenin shouts and the man looks around. He seemed to have forgotten the passage of time and wanted to know the situation outside, but all the windows were blocked, so there was no way to know.

The man bowed lightly and walked towards the door. But it also doesn't open.

At that moment, an ominous tossing sound was heard from the sofa, and the man's body was pulled to the sofa by magic power.

“Hmm- where are you going? You can't take a single step without my help. Besides, our night is long.”

Guernia had woken up. Chenin clicked her tongue and went back to bed. She had to cover herself with the banquet while hearing the constant moans all night long.

And the next day. The man was brought in again, and he was underneath Guernia again now.

After the long love affair, Guernia was exhausted as usual and fell asleep, and the man was lying on the floor on the verge of fainting.

“I told you to run away yesterday, Evan.”

The eyes turn to Chenin. He was asking, how did she not know his name?

“How can I not know when Guernia was panting and calling you like that.”

The man didn't even have the strength to respond.

“Are you here to die today? Because another man is supposed to come tomorrow. Well, it doesn't matter to me.”

'Just don't attend the banquet tomorrow. Whether dead or alive.'

Evan shakes his head.

“Then why are you crawling here again? I told you to run away.”

“… I don't… know too… when I came……my senses…..”

“It could be. You know, she uses magic. It's a shame, by the way. You will be sucked out of blood to death. She didn't kill men right before my eyes, but I'm sure you'll die today.”

“Without seeing the last day of the banquet.”

Chapter end