Chapter 22 (1/2)
Translator: Wawaa
Editor: WilsonWilson
“It doesn’t make much difference to me. Whether I’m a slave or a commoner, I will still die on the battlefield.”
It did not make sense.
Lara felt like she was about to faint from the chills going up and down her spine at the moment.
Demian was a slave.
Even in her last life, he continued to be treated as a slave until he fled to the lawless area. Never once did he talk about the surname or immunity he received from the Crown Prince of Tarragon. She was the only one who changed after returning to the past. What was going to happen had happened, and the world was the same, no matter which timeline.
That means Demian was not a slave in the past, and that there was no reason for him to be imprisoned when she put a barrier between them.
“…Why did you do that?”
“Do what?”
Lara really wanted to ask him.
She regretted it like crazy.
She should have had more conversations with Demian then. He could have just fled back then, but he did not.
He deliberately got caught.
“I really don’t know you.”
Lara mumbled.
Looking straight into Demian’s eyes with a pale face, she tried to find his appearance from the past.
“I’m the one who should be asking you that.”
After finishing the big sandwich in a flash, Demian said to Lara.
“You have always looked like you knew everything about me. But why do you feel unfamiliar with me every time I tell you the truth?”
“Demian,”
Lara asked Demian.
“Why did you come to Hautean?”
He did not answer Lara this time.
Before this, he used to at least answer with a lie, but now he just shut his mouth up.
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Things have turned out to be really ambiguous.
The investigators judged Demian to have committed an unforgivable crime. But after finding out he was not actually a slave and was granted immunity from the Crown Prince of Tarragon Empire, they left the prison with a white face.
Hautean was a small country.
It was a small, powerless state that, even though it did not have to obey the laws of the Empire, it still had to live walking on eggshells around the Empire. Diplomatic friction could arise if they had executed the commoner whom the Crown Prince of Tarragon treated specially.
They could neither release nor imprison Demian
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In addition, as soon as the next morning came, the secretary of Thousand Gold Isadora came with a large check and asked how much his bail was. The Chief Watchman had no choice but to leave the matter to the superior office.
Sidhar Hautean was the eldest son of the King.
His appearance was fine, and his abilities were very good. Befitting his background as royalty, he was elegant and honorable. Moreover, he was impeccably adequate in academics, swordsmanship, and religion, so the people of Hautean naturally thought he would be the next King.
Of course, that was how it would have been if his younger sister, who was better than him, had not been born.
When Prince Sidhar realized that he had to fight for the throne with his younger sister, who was ten years apart in age, the first thing he remembered was the seat of Princess Consort that he had left empty so he could use it one day.
“Lavrov… What?”
“It’s Laviore.”
“Laviroy Bailey?”
“It’s Laviore Ria Bailey, Your Highness.”
“Why did her parents give her such a confusing name? I thought a cute name was more of a trend at that time.”
“Marquess of Bailey tends to obsess over aristocratic things. He must have wanted to show off his elegance with a long and difficult name, and also a middle name.”
“Her nickname is Lara?”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The old aide approached and handed a painting to Prince Sidhar.
It was Lara’s portrait.
It was incomplete, but it was a great painting still. The painter’s sketching was so amazing that they felt like they were looking at her in front of them. She was a lady with sharp eyes, a defiant gaze, and a captivating atmosphere.
“I heard that the Marquess of Bailey is desperate to make his daughter the Princess Consort, but why is this portrait still incomplete?”
“She recently left her house.”
“Why?”
“I heard the Marquess couple are in a divorce dispute. Her mother took her daughter with her.”
“Is she a fool? She should have stuck with her father. Her father is a noble and also an aide to the Prince.”
“That’s because she’s still young.”
Prince Sidhar clicked his tongue with a face, saying that she’s pathetic. He crumpled Lara’s portrait and swayed it around.
“I can’t make her the Princess Consort right now. I should choose a woman who can help with royal authority as much as possible. How could he send me such a foolish woman? Marquess of Bailey is too greedy.”
Prince Sidhar lost his interest because Lara had a look that was far beyond his taste and did not seem to be smart.
But his old aide did not seem to think so.
“I don’t think that’s right.”
“What do you mean?”
“Marquess of Bailey has a high status and his wife is the Thousand Gold Isadora…”
“Wait, Thousand Gold Isadora?”
“She’s an accomplished merchant, who will be able to feed a big city with the value of her business and real estate.”
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“Is that so?”