Chapter 80
Chapter 80
‘Oh, what should I do? Did Kizef see it? But I cant’s let it show. Let’s move on naturally.’
“…ah, uh I have a hobby of liking things that are shiny and pretty.”
“Right.”
“But doesn’t everyone like jewels?”
All those that mistreated Luciel in the past had a hobby of liking jewel and their eyes rolled over when they saw it. They sold their children, used someone to get their hands on it, there were infinite ways on how they tried to get more and more jewels.
There is no end to human greed.
“I don’t.”
In response to Kizef’s answer, Luciel raised an eyebrow.
‘…It’s the first time seeing someone who doesn’t like jewels.’
That was quite a shock to Luciel.
“Uh, how can you not like it?”
“I don’t like to dress up in clothes or accessories.”
“…No, not like that. Do you hate it when someone gives you precious jewels?”
“Yes, I hate being given precious things for no reason. It’s not because I don’t know the value of jewels, but jewelry is similar to gold coins to me. It’s just one of many components that make up assets. The shape is just beautiful.”
I was surprised that there was such a way of thinking. I didn’t know it would be possible to be perfectly equipped from birth.
“I see.”
“But special gems may be different.”
“….”
“Your eyes are brighter than jewels.”
Kizef fixed his gaze on Luciel’s ruby-like eyes.
‘When you say it like that, seems like you know everything.’
Luciel swallowed her saliva. Kizef took a step closer to Luciel and asked.
“I have a question for you.”
“Huh?”
“…What is your relationship with Maximus von Cavill?”
Luciel was startled by the sudden question, and her eyes widened.
If it were in the past, it’s something else, but in this life, I had no relationship with him. No, I wasn’t planning on making one. It was enough to make their first and last meeting the one they had in the academy.
“Who is that? I don’t know.”
Luciel scratched her head and answered.
“A kid that behaved like the boss of other children that threw stones at you back in the Academy.”
“Ah…I remembered.”
“You really didn’t know?”
Kizef remembered the funny swear words, like cockroach poop, that had been written under the names of the crumpled paper.
It is definitely a swear word that cannot come out without the other person having some kind of relationship.
Maximus, you punk. What did you do to Luciel?
‘Besides, what’s the story behind all the other names? Luciel, what happened to you?’
Even if I brought the paper and asked her now, Luciel didn’t seem to answer his questions.
“Yes. Why?”
“No. Nothing.”
She didn’t know why Kizef was asking that, but Luciel decided to change the subject of the story. Sneakily and gently pulling his hem, Luciel said.
“Let’s go. I’ll show you something funny.”
“Huh?”
Arriving in the room, Luciel put on her hat and pulled the balls at the end, and there was a beeping sound coming out. Kizef’s eyes widened, and he smiled softly. Luciel said a little bit sulky.
“Did you give this to me to play a prank?”
“No, absolutely not!”
Kizef shook his head and glanced at Luciel again. It was so cute that his heart was pounding.
‘This is crazy. Luciel. You’re seriously cute…’
Both ears of Kizef, who thought he was okay, were bright red.
“Kizef, are you hot?”
“Uh, a little bit.”
He said so as he unbuttoned one of his buttons and looked the other way.
“Father told me to stay together in the couple’s private wing.”
“…What? Why?”
Luciel took a deep breath without realizing it.
“Because we’re married. Why are you so surprised?”
“Uh, ah, no. It’s nothing!”
Luciel turned around for a moment and inwardly burst into thoughts.
‘Then do I have to stay with Kizef?’
‘No way. From now on, we should not care about each other, right?’
‘…How do I make jewelry?’
From one to ten, everything was a problem. Wait, come to think of it, Kizef wouldn’t want to be with her either.
“…Is it all right for Kizef to stay with me?”
When Luciel asked with a worried face, Kizef answered.
“Of course it’s okay. You…you don’t like it?”
Kizef, who was examining Luciel’s expression, unable to bear his impatience asked back.
“No, I don’t hate it.”
“That’s a relief.”
In response to Luciel’s answer, Kizef smiled softly and raised the corners of his mouth.
“…Then from now on, we will be living together in the couple’s private wing.” (Luciel)
“Yes.” (Kizef)
“Let’s be good friends.” (Luciel)
When Luciel reached out her hand and asked for a handshake, he grabbed it tightly with both of his hands as if wrapping around her little hand.
“Please take good care of me, my bride.”
Kizef’s sweet words went into her ear, and his long staring gaze made Luciel’s cheeks reddened.
“You don’t have to say that!”
She tried to pull out the hand, which had been caught by Kizef, but he wrapped the rest of her hand. His blood-red eyes gleamed viciously and he whispered.
“But it’s true.”
Kizef released his hand and gently stroked Luciel’s cheek.
“Because we are a couple, whether it’s a contract or not.”
“…”
At that moment, Luciel felt that Kizef was strangely devilish.
* * *
The news of the marriage of Young Master Bellstein quickly spread throughout the empire. After that, everyone was looking forward to the opening of the wedding reception.
There were businessmen, high-ranking aristocrats, and guild leaders who wanted to connect with Bellstein using this opportunity, and Luciel, a new important figure in Bellstein, who had no social activities so far, drew attention.
Bellstein was not interested in the social world, but in fact, in the social circle, Bellstein was always the subject of intense interest.
After receiving Bellstein’s invitation, the nobles began to prepare to attend the banquet with as much care for when they attend the imperial banquet. It was a reception that not just anyone could go to, as the invite was only sent to families with whom Bellstein was in contact.
But this time, something strange happened.
It was because the Marquis of Cavill was included in those families.
“Madam! Madam! The invitation has arrived.”
The Marquise, who received the invitation with the black dragon’s seal, was astonished.
“A-An invitation from Bellstein?”
In the invitation letter, there was only polite text inviting a distinguished guest to brighten the place.
Although externally they had little contact with Bellstein, there were also contact behind the scenes due to the nature of her husband’s business. However, it could be said that they don’t like each other. So the Marquise felt suspicious.
It was an honor because they were invited by a family with power compared to a small Kingdom. But she was not comfortable because there was an unfortunate past incident in a dressing room.
She had useless worries about the terrifying rumors that went around. What if she went to the Duke’s Castle and never returned.
The Marquis of Cavill was also a family that could not be ignored because the monetary power they earned from various illegal businesses was pretty big.
The Marquise, who was sweeping her heart, met her eyes with Penelope and her husband as they descended from the stairs.
“Honey, what should I do about this? The invitation came from Bellstein. An invitation to the wedding reception of the Young Master Bellstein.”
“Give it to me.”
Marquis Cavill snatched the invitation and snapped it open. After reading the content, his eyes quickly rolled around.
‘What on earth is Bellstein up to?’
It was a burdensome invitation as he and some Bellstein vassals were involved in the usury business, but in retrospect, this was an opportunity.
He will be able to check the Duke’s daughter-in-law who has jewel-like eyes.
If it was real, it was a big harvest.
After touching his thick lips for a while, he said.
“Get ready to go to the banquet. It’s the first time they are opening the gates in ten years, so we can’t miss that day. It will be a good thing just to go.”
“… Are you serious?”
“You’ve told me time and time again that it’s not good to fight with Bellstein. I’m trying to get along with him.”
He smiled forcibly, revealing his yellow teeth.
The Marquise thought that there must be another reason why her husband, who had always been displeased with the Duke, was turning his palms over like this.
Penelope also expressed doubts because she remembers her father, who was usually against Bellstein.
“But, Father. Didn’t you say that Bellstein had the blood of dark demons and that they are dangerous people?”
Penelope shook her head in dread just thinking about it.
“Isn’t it sometimes necessary to take a risk to get something valuable? If going to Bellstein is profitable, there is no reason not to. Wouldn’t it be an opportunity for you to meet other social friends too?”
“You want me to find a suitable friend in a northern corner like Bellstein?”
Penelope said, inflating her cheeks. Sometimes, seeing such childish behavior like this was something just cute in Marquis of Cavill eyes.
“Pipi, my puppy. Only the royal family or high-ranking aristocrats comparable to the royal family would go to Bellstein. Don’t worry, you’ll be able to find a child who fits our class.”
“Really?”
“Of course.”
“Then I will go.”
“Come on, let’s go get some dresses. Maybe the Crown Prince will go.”
Penelope’s eyes twinkled at the words ‘Crown Prince’.
“Instead, there is one condition. Apologize properly to the daughter-in-law of the Duke.”
After hearing the words from the Marquis, Penelope made a strong scowl at him.
“…Do I really have to do that?”
“Now you will bow your head to her, but don’t worry, one day she will kneel at your feet.”
“Is that really going to happen?”
“Don’t worry, this father will make that happen.”
The Marquis tenderly patted his daughter on the shoulder.