Chapter 325 - SOMETHING TO SAY

Her husband was thinking, 'I can't believe Master treats the Mistress so well. Betty is an idiot to let her anger fall on the Mistress. If the Master is angry…' he didn't want to think anymore.

He stood up and bowed to Veronica. "Mistress, I'm Trevor, the fire magician. You have already met my wife Bridget and daughter Angela. Thank you for coming to meet us in the restaurant."

Veronica was feeling uncomfortable sitting in Arthur's seat. She didn't show it to the outsiders. She smiled in a friendly manner. "Hello Trevor, It's a pleasure to meet you. I only went there because your wife's cooking skill is well-known in the area. I still can't forget the taste."

Bridget stood up and put a wooden box on the table. "I was supposed to serve you a special dish. Because of a mistake, I failed to do it. I'm sorry. I've brought a new dish with me. I hope you can enjoy this."

"Thank you, Bridget. You have a kind heart." Veronica replied. Her eyes landed on Angela. "Angela, do you like this place?"

Angel's face brightened when the pretty bride talked to her. "Yes, I do. I love all the flowers in the building. It's pretty!" She gave her honest opinion.

Veronica chuckled at her answer. "I see. I'm glad you like it."

"…" Betty's expression was sour. She didn't like the fact that she was being treated like an invisible person. 

'How dare she treat me like that? She is so arrogant. No wonder Arthur doesn't love her. Look, he even let her sit on his chair. Maybe she forced him to treat her like that. or else, why would Arthur treat her like this?' While she was thinking that, she cursed Veronica secretly.

"So, what are you here for? It's not because of the meal I assume," Veronica mentioned.

Trevor hesitated before looking at her. "We are here to formally apologize to you. I know this is us being cowardly only to apologize. My sister-in-law was rude to you. I'm not sure if we can take the punishment for it. So, we are here to apologize in person. Please forgive this brainless girl. She was pampered by her sister and wasn't taught well."

As he bowed, his wife, Bridget bowed as well.

Betty was fuming. "What do you mean I'm brainless? Do you think she deserves Arthur… mm!"

Before she could finish talking, Bridget covered her mouth. "Please don't talk anymore and apologize. You don't want your head to fly," she whispered.

Betty groaned. With a big frown, she lowered her head. "I'm sorry."

Veronica raised an eyebrow. 'What a half-ass apology. I wish I could beat the crap out of her. My fingers are itching.' Although she thought of that, she smiled generously and stated, "I forgive you. I hope it never happens in the future. Please refrain from doing something that will make us punish you."

Betty clenched her teeth and gripped her skirt tightly. "Yes, I will."

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Later, Veronica finished her meal and went out to visit the flower garden. That was her favorite place to visit. That's where she met Ironin. 

Ironin saw her and inquired, "Are you done taking a rest? Shall we have another spar?"

Veronica shuddered. "Are you trying to kill me in one day? We sparred already, didn't we? Let's do it tomorrow."

"…" Ironin silently stared at her for a couple of minutes before taking out a sharp dagger. He held it to her.

Veronica wanted to cry. Without changing her expression, she reluctantly took it.

"You never practiced wearing a dress, did you? You should practice that," Ironin advised.

Veronica was startled. 'It's true that I never wore a gown while practicing. When I was with Urulas, I sometimes wore dresses, but they were commoner's clothes. They were light and easy to move. But noble women's dresses are heavy. Wearing those gowns, it'll be hard to move quickly with a sword,' she thought.

"I'll attack you and you try to protect yourself. Try not to let your dress get scratched," saying that Ironin attacked her.

His movement wasn't fast enough. He held back a lot to fight with her. Or else, her clothes would be tattered by now. And Arthur would hate it.

Veronica's eyes grew bigger when she saw his sword aimed at her right eye. She ducked her head to the left. She wanted to shift as quickly as possible, but the gown was slowing her down. 

And there was a heavy winter draped over her shoulders. Moreover, there was a ring under her skirt. It swayed uncomfortably and she had no idea how to deal with it. 

From the tower, Angela was looking at the garden. She saw Veronica doing the sword fight with a black figure. She hurriedly called for her mother, "Mother, look at the pretty bride! She can play with a sword. Isn't this amazing?"

Bridget and Betty were staying in a room to rest while Trevor had a meeting with Arthur. They went to Angela's side and looked out of the window. 

Bridget was surprised. "Oh, my! I never saw a lady fighting with a sword. So, the customers were telling the truth. She met Master at war. They were both warriors. I think that's how the Master fell in love with the Mistress."

She held her sister's arm and voiced her opinion, "Betty, I think you should forget about Master. If you keep hanging onto him, your reputation will ruin. You will suffer later."

Betty scornfully stared at Veronica and said, "Sister, you know nothing. I won't be abandoned. Although Arthur shows he only cares for his wife, that's not true at all. He loves me. He will definitely protect me."

Bridget helplessly sighed. 'I don't know what has gotten to her. Last night, she came home late, and she came here willingly to apologize. After yesterday's incident, where did she get this kind of confidence? Only Goddess knows!'

After the little sword fight, Veronica went back to the tower. It was freezing outside but her body was warm. She met Betty at the entrance.

"Do you have something to say to me?"