Chapter 43:

Chapter 43:

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Juliets eyes widened.

Oh, elder.

Zachary didnt know what to do, he was flustered. Juliet was equally flustered.

I helped him!

Repaying kindness with enmity.

Juliet began to resent the nameless old man.

Give this back.

Huh?

For some reason, the old man with a complicated expression handed something to Zachary, as if he was disarming in a demilitarized zone, with a cautious touch.

Zachary looked perplexed, but he followed the instructions and passed the item to Juliet.

Juliet opened her eyes wide and exclaimed without realizing it.

My glove!

The object in his hand was familiar.

And thats my hairpin, right?

These were clearly the items she had lost two days ago.

She had turned her bed upside down twice to find them!

She was momentarily happy to find the items she thought she had undoubtedly lost.

Juliet glared at the old man with narrow eyes.

Oh, okay. Im getting goosebumps now.

Juliet was angry.

Anyone in this situation would have been.

She thought it was a gentle rural village, but it turned out to be a suspicious village beyond belief.

The villagers, as one, tried to stop her from going out, conspired to not give her a job. And

She didnt know why they took it, or what they intended to do with it, but they even stole her stuff and used it for their play.

Just as Juliet was about to ask, the old man with red hair, who had been watching her, preempted her.

My name is Lionel Lebatan.

Even for Juliet, there was no way she would respond with Oh, I see. Im Juliet Monad. Countess Monad.

However, the other party didnt seem to be joking.

If it was true, she was meeting one of the most famous figures of the last half-century.

So?

Juliet asked, trying her best not to show her agitation.

The old man who introduced himself as Lionel Lebatan looked down at Juliet for a while without a word.

The name Lebatan means morning star.

I know.

Juliet crossed her arms with a somewhat stubborn attitude.

The fireplace was ablaze.

When the short yet long story ended, Juliet sat quietly on the rug in front of the fireplace, watching the flames.

Im sorry for surprising you.

Lionel was sitting quietly in the armchair right next to her.

Juliet blinked slowly. This story was a domain she knew nothing about.

She had no such memory in her past life as she remembered it. If things had stayed the same, Juliet Monad would have lived without ever stepping out of the system and would have died.

However, she wasnt surprised or shocked. She had been somewhat prepared since she left the house clutching her mothers heirloom pearl necklace.

But she needed time to sort out her thoughts, so Juliet threw out disorganized questions that came to mind.

What about the villagers? Did grandfather ask them?

Grandfather. Lionel answered with a slight smile at this odd feeling.

No, they all volunteered to help when I said you might be my granddaughter.

So thats what it was.

Only then did Juliet understand the overly friendly attitude of the villagers.

So, the gloves and hairpin were for confirmation.

At Juliets words, Lionels face showed a slightly awkward expression.

Thats right.

He couldnt bring himself to say dont be too upset.

Because he was the one who told Mrs. Ronda that Juliets personal belongings that she had on her body were needed.

There were many magical tools in the east, and among them were ones that could confirm a blood relationship with just personal belongings.

But surprisingly, Juliet nodded calmly.

I see. I understand.

Lionel looked apologetic.

I wanted to tell you at a better time.

Its okay.

But immediately after I heard your story, all the idiots arrived in Lobell.

Lionel, who had moved his steps towards the door, opened the door with a laugh.

Thud!

Ouch!

At the loud noise, Juliet was startled and looked outside the door.

Three men were tangled and fallen over.

It looked like they were trying to eavesdrop on the conversation in the room, but when the door suddenly opened without warning, they were surprised and fell.

Despite the spacious mansion hallway, with three sturdy middle-aged men with good physique tumbling around, the hallway seemed cramped.

Ah Hello. Juliet.

Ahem

Nice to meet you. Im your, ahem, big uncle.

In the end, Juliet burst out laughing.