CH 14

Seeing Irene’s eyes, the middle-aged man coughed, and his face changed slightly. Even so, Irene felt slightly depressed because she didn’t want to look like a witch. She didn’t want to be born with a face like this.

Her hair was not combed, so it kept falling off. Irene lazily brushed her hair back and smiled softly. Then, the man’s speech was blocked by an urgent and unexpected and outrageous rebuke.

“It looks like the order was in reverse. I guess it’s more urgent to check the belongings than the child of a noble?”