Chapter 1373

Episode 1373. Now I just want to live as a good father.

The place where culture and arts are most developed on the continent is Petropolis, the capital of the empire.

It was no exaggeration to say that Pertopolis was a city of culture and art.

There is even an exhibition hall for painters and a performance hall for bardos.

Where else!

There were as many teahouses as there were pubs and restaurants.

Teahouses were more popular with wealthy aristocrats than with commoners struggling to make a living.

As a result, the teahouse customers were often nobles or commoners accompanied by nobles.

around noon.

The two sat facing each other at Sangria, a famous teahouse in Jedo Island.

The owner of Tabula Tower, Marquis Yuliana Leola and Bardos Ariet Albano.

Marquis Yuliana Leola, who met Bardos, who had been sponsoring her for the first time in a while, said with a smile.

“Are the wedding preparations going well?”

“...”

Ariette Albano hesitated without answering.

Sensing an abnormality in her expression, Marquis Yuliana Leola asked again.

“Did something happen?”

“I don’t think I will ever get married.”

“Can’t you? What kind of weird noise is that?”

Marquis Yuliana Leola frowned.

Behind Ariette Albano is himself, and behind Baron Cloud is Count Helio Lagoa.

Even if you’re the emperor, you can’t be an obstacle to this marriage, so you can’t?

“When Baron Fabian was in the kingdom of Adria... he seemed to hang out with a woman for a while. But the woman informed me that she was pregnant...”

“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be okay to support child support?”

Marquis Yuliana Leola replied with a face that seemed insignificant.

It was not new to see male aristocrats sowing seeds here and there.

In that case, if it was related to the succession, it was killed, and if it was not, it was finished by paying money.

“The woman is a baron from the kingdom of Adria, and she seems to be asking for marriage. If that happens, I will have to become the next wife... but I didn’t want to live like that, so I said we should break up.”

“Huh.”

A sigh escaped from the lips of Marquis Yuliana Leola.

If Ariette Albano was an aristocrat, it would be worth fighting for the royal seat, but it was impossible because she was a commoner.

If the other person wants to marry until the end, he has no choice but to become a descendant.

However, Ariette Albano was only against becoming the baron’s descendant.

Chanha’s Ariette Albano is not a great noble, but only a baron’s descendant!

It was an act of hurting the face of the person who had supported her until now.

Marquis Yuliana Leola looked closely into Ariette Albano’s face.

The passionate woman is now dead like a vegetable scalded in boiling water.

He also lost his first love in a similar way when he was young.

After that, he devoted himself to magic and eventually rose to the position of tower owner.

Since he is a wizard, he will live and die as a tower master, but Bardos is different.

When they get older, they lose popularity and die lonely on the outskirts.

So, in my heart, I supported her marriage.

“How are you feeling?”

“yes?”

Ariette Albano looked up at the Marquis.

“If the Baron of Adria Kingdom steps down, do you intend to marry Baron Cloud?”

“yes.”

She replied with a creeping sound.

I was hurt by something unexpected, but I didn’t want to lose Baron Cloud.

“If that’s what you mean, why don’t you go and ask Count Lagoa? If he comes forward, it seems like a problem that can be solved cleanly.”

“I will do as you command.”

The chancellor paid his respects to the king, who had no blood or tears, and then withdrew.

next day.

An order to ‘return to the Skull Corps’ was delivered to Baron Sofia Orlova, who was living in the reserve unit of Krasion Castle.

The Skull Corps is in the forefront of Feromuros.

Baron Sofia Orlova was curious to be called to the palace and then sent back to the front line, but left without suspecting that she had other intentions.

***

Time is short.

Fabian, who had been drying up, gradually returned to his original form after three months.

I still went out in the morning, but the time to come back to the hostel was a little earlier.

Then, one day, Fabian, who returned from lunch after going out, asked in passing.

“Didn’t Lagoa say he had a child?”

“uh. I have a beautiful daughter just like my mother.”

“Isn’t that strange?”

“what?”

“I get annoyed when I think of Baron Sophia... but children are different.”

“What is different?”

“Shall I say it is affectionate? It’s not a bad feeling anyway.”

Elio then glanced at Fabian.

Maybe it was because he was going through a lot of hardships, but Fabian had a somewhat philosophical expression on his face.

“so? Are you thinking of marrying Baron Sophia?”

“There is nothing I can’t do.”

“What about Miss Ariette? I don’t think you have any intention of living as an afterthought.”

“It feels like something inside me has burned out.”

“What are you talking about?”

“My heart stops beating when I hear Miss Ariette’s name. There is no joy, no sorrow, no despair. I think it just... burned to ashes.”

“It sounded like ashes and fell asleep. Then, when he said he liked a beauty, he risked his youth again.”

“I am not a phoenix. I’m running out of real emotions. Now I just want to live as a good father.”

Sensing the sincerity in his calm tone, Elio did not scold him.

“Just know that you can’t be a good father if you hate Baron Sophia.”

“I’m just mad at me for being blinded by lust... I don’t hate her.”

“You seem a bit mature?”

“I have to grow up too. You will be a father soon.”

“do not do that. They say that if a person suddenly changes, he dies.”

“Don’t say stupid things. Sir Lagoa is all good, but the cubic table is a bit of a problem when I go there from time to time.”

“No matter what, only you.”

It was time for Elio and Fabian to wrestle lightly.

Merchants who finished their lunch rushed past Elio.

Then Elio reached out like a thunderbolt and grabbed someone’s wrist.

Just like last time, a well-folded note lay on the table.

Elio quickly checked the opponent’s face and let go of his hand as if he had never done that.

Fabian, who belatedly found the note, jumped up from his seat.

Elio spoke quietly to him.

“Leave it. What do you do with the catch? It could be a letter from Sir Omar.”

Fabian sat down again without a word.

It’s not that it’s not, it’s because there was no point in trying to catch it.

Elio’s face hardened as he read the note.

“What else is going on?”

Elio silently handed the note he was holding to Fabian.

After a while, Fabian muttered with a bewildered face.

“This... this... What is it? Baron Sophia is dead. Why do people in Crasion Castle die in Pheromuros?”