Chapter 71:

Chapter 71:

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Thats a look of utter annoyance.

Lennox opened his mouth leisurely as he observed Juliet nervously adjusting her dress.

Juliet didnt respond.

However, Lennox didnt look hurt at all. Instead, he shrugged casually.

Juliet couldnt understand why he had shown up now.

She thought, he hated being bothered the most in the world.

Surely, he was annoyed with me before

Then she suddenly remembered one fact he might still be misunderstanding.

Ah, I see.

Juliet let out a deep sigh.

Yes. I lied about being pregnant because I hated Your Highness.

Thats enough? Im not pregnant.

At that, he didnt respond.

Instead, from his half-reclined position, he rose, turned Juliet to face him as if half-embracing her from behind.

Juliet.

Why?

Internally, Juliet was a bit frightened. Although she had acted impulsively, she had deceived him and ran away.

And he had crossed the continent, enraged by her lie.Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

She thought he had every right to be angry. However, Lennox was surprisingly calm.

Instead of getting angry, he bent slightly to meet Juliets eyes and asked seriously:

Did I ever tell you not to have a child?

For a moment, Juliet was at a loss for words.

There are no ifs.

Even if you become pregnant, I wont allow you to give birth.

Juliet?

Technically, he hadnt said those words yet.

Juliet clenched the hem of her dress, recalling the voice she had heard before her regression.

She remembered everything clearly.

Especially all the events from the year she died.

For a brief moment, she had been hopeful about having a child.

She remembered everything he had said and done at that time.

You thought hiding it from me would solve everything?

It would be troublesome if youre mistaken, Juliet Monad.

Juliet!

Snapping back to the present, Juliet found Lennoxs face dangerously close to hers.

Excuse me

Hastily, Juliet adjusted her dress.

Ill be going now.

Clutching the crumpled hem of her dress, she almost ran out of the Rose Maze Garden.

Did I ever tell you not to have a child?

Why would he ask that? He probably wouldnt want one anyway.

Juliet bit her lip. She didnt want the permission to have a child.

Every child deserves to be loved. Juliet was determined not to give such a life to her unborn child.

Live long.

Upon hearing Juliets words, he was startled and spilled his wine.

Splosh.

Ah! What the hell are you doing!

Eshelrid from the next seat made a fuss.

You Did you eat something wrong?

Juliet also said to Eshel next to her,

Eshel too.

I will live long. Dont worry.

Eshel replied with a mischievous smile.

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The fencing tournament was a tournament style where knights from each family competed in swordsmanship.

There were no complicated techniques, no participation restrictions. The rules were also very simple.

Just win by any means.

This was completely different from the capital where focused more on the duel than the victory.

For this reason, the organizers deployed many priests with divine power, encouraging participants to trust and fight, knowing that healers would always be standing by. There were records that even if an arm or leg got severed, they were immediately healed.

Suddenly, Juliet spotted someone among the knights.

Who is that?

He was a boy shorter than other participants. His small stature made him stand out even more.

Around this time, she recalled hearing rumors of a poor, fallen boy swordsman who won the tournament.

What was his name?

Fabian Bordeaux!

The knight reading the participants names conveniently informed her.

Yes, that was the name.

The youngest winner.

She heard that during the festival period, gambling was allowed, making the participation rate astonishingly high. In other words, the payout rate was also huge.

Who would think that little boy would win?

There are variables, but theres also probability. Should I bet too?

Juliet thought it might be worth a gamble.

Huh?

Then, Juliet spotted a familiar head of hair.

A flashy orange hair that was easily recognizable from a distance. The slender height and glamorous mask

Jude?

Juliets eyes widened.

It was definitely Jude Hayon, a knight of the Carlyle Duchy.

Of course.

Since the Duke of Carlyle made his procession, it was natural for them to also have participation rights.

Jude, being the youngest knight of the Duchy, usually ended up being the one to partake in such bothersome events.

As Jude turned to their direction, their eyes met.

Elated, Juliet smiled brightly.

Uh?

But before she could wave, Judes face stiffened and he turned his head.

It wasnt like he didnt see me

It was clear he deliberately avoided her gaze.

Given that they had been close and she had left that place without any notice, he might be feeling upset.

Lowering her hand, Juliet gave a bitter smile.