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03. Story of love

"Thanks to Lord Raymond, it's nice to be out like this during the day. This time, I thought I was going to die working."

"I'm glad you helped. Taking care of a lady's hardships is a man's reward."

"Good example."

He promised to be more honest. In Karen's answer to the mechanical answer, Raymond stopped his handwriting and looked up at Karen. So Raymond told Karen with a slight expression of disapproval.

"In fact, I'm not very happy. I don't think people do useless things when they are busy. If you learn about the joy of working and the dignity of everyday life, you will be able to live a better life."

Raymond's nagging is long. Karen offered to give her the money if she wanted it from Baron Ain, but Raymond promised not to touch it. Then you shouldn't care how you use it, but you don't seem to like it when you use it in the wrong way. Karen waved her hand at the sound of him lengthening.

"Stop it, you're more than Duran. Are you scolding me for luxury? I told you I'd give it to you if you wanted."

"I understand if it's a dress or jewelry, but frankly, the things you buy, well. I honestly don't understand at all."

Raymond was organizing a list of things Karen had bought. Karen could see him sighing as she saw the list that seemed to be endless. I pointed out by clapping my fingers.

"You ignore history. It's an antique."

"I don't know about them. It is not worth nothing. Antiquities should be worth it. They're not something to sell back."

Karen was guilty of anything that might have anything to do with her ancestors. And no matter what the price is, I didn't hesitate. Naturally, the money went out like water. Raymond was pointing it out.

"Did you learn from Mr. Berdick? Oh, I didn't mean to blame you. As I told you before, my situation is kind of special, right? That's why I'm buying everything that I can relate to."

"…I see. The lawyer will come to the mansion in the afternoon. He asked for half of the payment in installments. The mansion will be auctioned off. Baron Ain is bankrupt now. I hope you don't hang yourself."

I have a tight schedule. Karen moved her finger as she counted the days. I thought I would die sooner than I would get money from the Baron.

"Tell her that she can take her time. It'll take over a year to dispose of it, but we don't have time to get there."

"That would be comforting for him. Maybe he's just getting a grudge."

Raymond's expression wasn't very bright. Karen looked down at his face. It is the first time that Karen has won this much money as well as Karen. With Raymond's huge investment, Karen was able to get a lot of money.

"Oh, my God, it's Lord Raymond. Do you regret it?"

"No, it's just... I didn't expect to win that much."

Karen stayed up two nights wondering how to seduce Raymond. He treats Karen with hideous eyes and a slippery mouth. Winning a large sum of money in gambling only made him more cautious but not fall in love.

"I guess I should've gone more sympathetic by acting like a psychopath.’

Karen sat on the ladder and sighed. Karen decided to spend a large sum of her gambling money as a trace of her blood.

'If my mother is like me, what about my maternal grandmother or great-grandmother?’

The situation was not easy to be next to Raymond, believing in Duran. And I didn't even know how to seduce Raymond. If I knew this would happen, I should have been nice from the beginning. But if he hadn't killed, he wouldn't have gotten the answer up to here.

'I don't like those eyes.'

I want to poke it hard. Karen thought so as she looked into Raymond's frowned eyes. Raymond always treated her with a gentle smile. It was quite uncomfortable and awkward that he now looked suspicious of himself. Raymond's biggest advantage was his consistency, and now his attitude came as an inconvenience rather than a fresh stimulus.

I just want to kill myself and start my next life.’

The problem is that suicide is also impossible at this time. It was in the last chapter of the book that he could die. Before that, you have to live somehow. It's also a problem because you have to get answers from Duran. It's still a problem. It's a problem. Karen sighed as she looked at Raymond's head on the ladder.

"You said you believed, didn't you?”

"…yes, I see."

Raymond and Karen moved out of Verdick's mansion and lived in Count Elba's. Even if it was a mansion, they could live independently to some extent because of the annex. The Countess Elba smiled grimly, saying, "Young men and women should stay apart," but it was still a far cry from sexual contact with them.

"Anyway, please say you love me in front of Duran later. I think I have lingering feelings."

"…yes."

"You promised to believe."

"…yes."

"Please make up your face."

"…I see."

Raymond answered with a tight pen. I had a sullen face. Even though he decided to believe it, he seemed to want to express the opinion that Karen's words were absurd somehow.

"So... well... Yes. Live again, love... It might... fix it for you know? Maybe it's because I've been treating you like a lie... I'm going to... So, um... I love you... In front of Father Duran... I should... confess.”

Raymond forced his horse together. His face seemed convulsed.

"I'm about to cry when I confess."

"…I'll try."

Whatever expression he had on her face, she was doing her best. From every little thing. I sleep as much as I can, and look for data when I have free time. And there are people who can help themselves. Raymond helps himself. I don't know what it's like inside.

Raymond's eyes were different from before. For now, there is a question of whether he really loved her before, but Raymond's eyes, which he had seen before, were softer, and he couldn't take them off of her. Maybe they were looking at cute puppies.

"Books…. Living again…". Yes, I believe."

Karen sighed looking at Raymond's face. I'm sure he was like that in the past. I want to be mature and comfortable. Thinking about it, I want to throw the book on my face.

"Please bear with me."

"What?"

"I mean the book now. You were going to throw it in my face."

"You know it well. Take it."

Karen threw the book at Raymond under the ladder. A heavy book fell into Raymond's hand. The old smell of old books came up. Raymond frowned at the unfamiliar smell. The title of the book was written in a foreign language, but it was not a very unfamiliar language. Raymond looked at the title and said,

"It's a history book."

"It's more of a jumble than a history."

Karen answered Raymond and stared into the mountains of books. The fifth floor of the Royal Library. Karen had never been here. I read a book when I was bored at the Grand Library, but the fifth floor needed permission to enter. I didn't know Raymond would be this helpful. It's for entry and exit. Karen grabbed the ladder and looked down at Raymond's head. The head looks good to be used as a target. It's shiny and round.

"Then why don't you look at the data first?"

It was Raymond who proposed the library. It was a different direction than ever. When Karen confessed to living a life of repetition, Raymond, a lover of the past, consoled or soothed Karen, who was nervous. However, Raymond, entangled in duty and contract, tilted his head and gave a different answer.

"I think we should go to the library first.”

"The library...? I've been there a few times."

"Let's look for more data than that. As you said, it would be better to do a blood relationship survey. Or maybe it's going to be a little bit of fun."

But there was something Karen and Raymond didn't think of.

"…girls don't have many records."

"I'm glad I'm not a commoner.”

So Raymond and Karen didn't make much money even though they were stuck in the library for a week. Records usually follow fathers, not mothers. Because I was born as a woman. Karen felt like crying.

"Look, it was more helpful to buy the portraits. I'm more interested in pretty faces.”

Portraits bought in defiance of Raymond's silent protest were more familiar with Karen's ancestors. Raymond nodded. Small wars on the continent were too frequent, and records were often lost.

With Raymond's help, he entered the Great Library, but there were too few satisfactory records there were. After going abroad and getting married, all the records disappeared, and after marrying a commoner, his name was deleted. It was a meaningful record for his great-grandmother, the Grand Duchess Carla.

"Your mother and your mothers were all pretty."

Karen's mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, great-grandmother, great-grandmother. All the women had red hair, and they were beautiful to turn around one by one. So it was easy to get the portraits of the women. Many artists left their faces behind. But in the end, that's it.

"But I'm the prettiest.”

"That's a lot of confidence. Anyway, that's great. Let's go."

Raymond answered in a sulky way. Raymond pushed the list and listened to Karen's books. I couldn't go there after watching it all, so I wanted to borrow it. Karen glanced at his face and praised him.

"Lord Raymond is handsome, too."

"…Thank you."

"Don't you think love is what a handsome young man and woman should share?"

“…….”

Silent Raymond was going far ahead, ignoring Karen's words. I have a long way to go. Karen sighed, often following her steps.

***

Baron Ain lit the pipe with his trembling hands. The wife took the child away to her parents' home. Leaving a letter saying that I will mail the divorce papers. There was not a single maid left who was complaining to him. Ah-in was furious with men who took care of even the smallest things.

"Oh, my God, why take those portraits?"

"You'll have to sell everything you can afford. Baron Ain."

The lawyer bowed politely. But there was a smile on his bowed face. This situation is interesting. Baron Ain has become a laughing stock in society. No one sympathizes with me even though I lost all my fortune. It is a complete fall without honor or meaning. Ah-in, who knows how funny she would look, just puffed at the pipe.

"Should I just die?"

It was a way that I couldn't figure out. And Karen didn't hesitate for a moment, and she didn't even look at the card. I wondered if I was getting a signal looking elsewhere, but not even him.

"…oh, shit."

Should I have died for honor? Ah-in was dumbfounded that she had no choice but to watch with a pipe in her mouth. When I saw people dragging everything that could be money, I was filled with laughter when I saw them take their own hounds.

'Oh, it's not the first time.’

His grandfather had also played that kind of card game. Ahin remembered that the baron of the prehistoric age lost desperately to Grand Duchess Carla with three cards. Catherine had also gambled with herself for some time. He didn't even look at himself when he started to fall in love with him. Ahin gritted her teeth. a bunch of shit

"…Oh, shit."

Ahin leaned his head against the door frame in front of the room and exclaimed. He also took the desk and was gone. Ahin had to write a letter against the wall in an empty room. He muttered, "I wish everyone would die."