Chapter 38 (1/2)

Chapter 38

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Artizea went out quietly without being noticed by the people of the mansion.

The clothes were of the nobility and were more commonly worn in times of mourning. There was nothing special about the characteristic of such a dress.

The striking white blonde was wrapped in a finely woven net of fine brown thread.

A black veil was attached to the brim of the hat, covering all the way to her lips. That was the biggest reason for choosing a mourning dress in the first place.

Freil removed his epaulettes.

(T/N: Epaulette is the ornamental shoulder piece on military uniforms.)

It seemed that Artizea knew why Alphonse was inadequate to accompany her. Alphonse was an overly picturesque knight, so even wearing rags, he was sure to still look good.

Except for Freil, one coachman was the only attendant. Alice didn’t come along either.

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“Do you often go out like this?” Freil asked in surprise

“Until now, I didn’t have much to go out for this kind of thing, but yes. Should there be occasions where I’ll need to go out unnoticed, I will have to operate this way.”

Freil looked at the black two wheeled carriage without a single crest.

Nowhere, there were no special features anywhere. No one would be able to tell who Artizea is or what kind of person she was.

There was nothing dangerous to do unless a fight broke out in the field.

And such a thing could be avoided by having a strong coachman and moving carefully.

Freil thought he didn’t know what Artizea was like.

He had known that she was clever from the time she proposed a contract marriage by tying up her own marriage and Western military affairs.

When Saintess Olga’s heart was linked to the Baron Yetz case, she even advised Cedric that he shouldn’t miss it.

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But isn’t this like an area of experience?

Freil thought that even if he prepared for Cedric’s secret affairs, he would not be able to do this thoroughly.

Freil was wary of Artizea.

Behind the Grand Duke of Evron were many simple, good-natured Northerners.

At first, several people were shocked that the master was engaged to Milaira’s daughter.

But everyone noticed that Artizea had suffered a great deal under Milaira’s hands and put their guard down.

There was no one who did not sympathize with her, knowing how miserable she was in Rosan.

When Artizea came to the mansion and showed a calm appearance, his good feelings grew.

She was noble and kind.

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While entrusting great authority to her subordinates, she knew almost everything.

It was the mistress that the people of the Grand Duke of Evron had longed for.

However, Freil was convinced that the event with Milaira was also made up by Artizea.

The work that began with Saintess Olga’s heart was not finished yet.

In fact, Artizea received an invitation from the Empress because of this incident.

It didn’t seem like she had bad intentions.

But it wasn’t clear to Freil how far Artizea’s work would be connected or what big picture she was drawing.

It was dangerous to be that invisible.

Freil thought that he should be alert and keep his head straight.

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The carriage passed the downtown area and entered the old street.

This street has been inside the city gate since the early days of the establishment of the imperial capital, but due to its lack of geographical advantage, it was not incorporated into the center.

However, a new building could not be built, nor could it create a strong community like a rural village, so the slums were in progress.

Most of the inhabitants were not citizens who had lived for a long time, but were thieves who came to the city.

There was a bar in the middle. Artizea opened one of the doors and entered.

Freil followed her. He was taken aback in his heart that Artizea knew a place like this.

Artizea did not hesitate to approach the bartender. And said,”Tell Rye Fidget that I’m here to buy a bottle of barberry wine.”

The bartender’s face hardened.

The other clerks panicked when they heard it and went inside.

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“Where did you hear the name?”

“Rye? Because we know each other very well.”

Artizea leaned against the back of the chair in a relaxed manner.

The breathless tension settled down in the store.

Rye Fidget was a solver and an honest villain. He would do everything he could if you gave him money and kept his trust in the person who gave him the money first.

“You are the one who sold humanity for money. So you have to be loyal to money.”

Artizea praised him for that point.

She used money to grow Rye’s organization. Because there were many things that needed black hands.

Under Artizea he bloomed as a trusted villain.

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From forgery of documents to intimidation, kidnapping, torture, and spreading bad rumors, it was a useful load. In fact, he matched Artizea very well.

And in the end, he betrayed Artizea.

Artizea remembered that he had come to court with forged documents and evidence of the assassination.

[I’m sorry, Marchioness. I am a man who sells humanity for money.]

With a face that had lost one eye and broken nose from torture, Rye confessed.

Artizea did not think she was betrayed. It wasn’t a relationship that was made with fidelity anyway.

There was no need for conflict between the emperor and his former master, who have been accused of treason.

Why did he need to risk his life to protect her?

Apart from that, of course, this time he felt the need to have some other safeguards, not money.