She Was Sent by God
CHAPTER 23
So, belatedly, I noticed that five or six servants were coming in one after another, grinning and carrying heavy boxes.
“Pour it over his head.”
Laslo told the servant. Agnes stared at him, not knowing what he was talking about.
“Y- yes.”
The servant showed a look of bewilderment, but soon opened the box and approached Viscount Ares.
Then he poured the gold coins on the smiling Viscount’s head.
“Argh! Who? What are you doing?”
Viscount, who was struck by lightning of gold coins, yelled.
Gold coins fell on the floor and made a sharp sound. In an instant, everyone’s attention was drawn.
“It hurts my heart to hear that the Viscount’s worries are so great, I can’t stand it.”
Contrary to the content, Laslo’s face was not cold and scary.
“What? What’s that?”
“I don’t think you understood, so pour it one more time.”
The second servant opened the box and sprinkled another gold coin on the body of Viscount Ares.
Gold coins fell like a storm water. The nobles around them lost their words and looked at the Duke .
“Please don’t worry, Viscount Ares. Because the duchy’s situation is not as difficult as you are concerned.”
“Y, Your Grace.”
Until just now, his face, which had been laughing and enjoying the poverty of the Arpad family, had suddenly become contemplated.
“I’m sorry. I made a mistake.”
Laslo did not accept his apology, but rather called the third attendant, who was waiting for his turn.
“Pour it in.”
The servant now sprinkled gold coins on his own head without hesitation.
“But you.”
From some point on, only Lasslow spoke in the ballroom.
“I don’t think you’ve greeted my wife yet.”
He smiled leisurely like a predator and gently grabbed Agnes’ shoulder.
“What? Oh, yeah! I’m seeing the duchess. I forgot to say hello because I was out of context.”
Viscount Ares hurried in front of Agnes and bowed.
“Princess, will you forgive me for being rude? Or call the servant and ask them to bring more gold coins and pour it over my head until your mood is relieved,”
Agnes looked up at Laslo with a strange face.
She waved her hand to the Viscount, who was trembling like a deer in front of a hunter.
“Oh, yes. Thank you, thank you. Duchess.”
After Viscount Ares greeted her, he disappeared with a red face.
Only gold coins remained alone to fill his vacancy.
No one has been able to talk about Arpad’s poverty. Rather, they whispered for other reasons.
Just in time, there was music that meant the king and queen appeared. The nobles looked around and clapped one by one.
“Just think of it like a dog barking?”
Agnes asked Laslo in a small voice.
“I can’t leave a dog that barked at my wife alone.”
Laslo looked straight ahead and spoke softly.
My wife.
It was awkward and good, so Agnes recalled the word several times.
With applause, magnificent music filled the hall.
Soon after, Sebastian and the Queen appeared in colorful clothes.
The king sat on the throne decorated with gold and jewels.
There was a blonde queen on the right and two little princes on the left with a nanny.
Agnes and Laslo immediately walked under the throne.
“I greet your highness,”
Sebastian greeted them with a drowsy face.
“It’s been a while. Duke Arpad. How long has it been?”
Sebastian smiled to the fullest and treated Laslo friendly. Agnes was quietly bowing next to him.
“It’s been about three years, right?”
“Yes.”
“Come back often now and show me your face. You are my sweet sister’s husband, aren’t you a part of the royal family now?”
“It is right to do that as a subject, but the demonic beasts that overflow the territory are so extreme, I’m sorry.”
“The Duke’s hard work is deep.”
The king and the Duke talked about dull and nonnutritive stories.
Then Sebastian turned to Agnes as if he suddenly remembered.
“Let me see your face. Agnes, you have no idea how lonely this palace was after you left.”
He looked like a brother who cared about his sister.
Agnes could only raise his head after breathing dozens of times inside.
“Congratulations on your ascension, Your Highness.”
“How is life in the West? I heard that the scenery is the best.”
“I live with joy day by day, engraving the grace of your highness.”
Same hair and eye color. In addition, the appearance is similar, so people wonder if the two are really just half siblings.
“That’s how it should be.”
Sebastian showed his teeth and laughed. Agnes clenched her fist without realizing it.
But soon, she lost her strength throughout the body. Nothing is prepared yet. I’m still lowering my body and closing my fangs.
“Can we leave now? I’m afraid our conviction will waste your precious time.”
Laslo took a step forward as if he had read Agnes’ thoughts.
Sebastian leaned back and looked into his half-sister for a long time.
“Good. Let him attend the dinner today instead. Let’s have a reunion.
He ordered like a generous and benevolent king.
“Yes, thank you. Your Highness.”
The duchess quietly stepped down from his front.
* * *
“Duke. I’m sorry, but can you bring me a cup of water?”
Agnes asked for a favor with a fine face when the king disappeared from her sight.
“Right. Wait here”
Only after confirming that he had disappeared did she open her palm that sweated a lot because of tension.
“As soon as he arrived, he poured gold coins over someone’s head. They said you were poor and barely boiled potatoes, but it was all a lie.”
Chavolti came up to the side and said.
Just a while ago, boiled potatoes were on the table, but Agnes beat them with an iron.
“I don’t know who spreads such nonsense. I eat better than what I used to eat and wear at the palace.”
“Really? That’s a relief.”
The sincerity was seen in Chavolti’s eyes. Agnes just laughed.
“Don’t come to dinner later.”
Chavolti threw in a few words as if nothing special.
“It’s a dinner the king invited, so what kind of fuss are you trying to catch?”
“If you don’t want to come, don’t come. Lie down and say you’ve drunk a bottle of wine,”
Her brother advised, with a rather serious look on his face.
“Do you think I’m still fifteen? What kind of wine is that? A wine to freeze to death?”
“What you’re doing is still nothing different from being fifteen, but listen to me.”
“When did you grow old? Why are you being rude? You tell that to your sister that you haven’t seen in half a year?”
“Rude? Did you learn what rude means from Mrs. Evans?”
Chavolti blatantly laughed.
“Sure. When you go around picking up Sophia’s skirt, I’m well aware of it.”
Agnes rather graciously laid down Chavolti.
“When did I lift her skirt?”
“Someone caught you!”
He was embarrassed and his face turned red. He hurriedly looked around to see if anyone was listening.
“Did you think I didn’t know that the two of you got caught in the belly before we got married?”
I’m going to stop. No matter how cold his tone was, unlike the content, Chavolti felt ashamed instead.
“You don’t even know how to be ashamed in this crowded place.”
“Heh. You should be the one ashamed.”
Agnes snorted.
“My sister…. No, when did the Marquis come to Nirseg again?”
Chavolti stopped nagging his younger sister and made a quick impression.
“Who?”
He turned around and checked the entrance of the crowded banquet hall. A man with silver hair flashing under the light and more sparkling blue eyes was receiving people’s attention.
“Oh, Marquis of Sandor? What are you talking about?”
“I mean Roland Sandor. The successor. I was mistaken.”
He hasn’t received the title Marquis yet?
Agnes fixed her gaze on him.
Agnes knows him well. This is because he has been frequently in and out of the palace since childhood as a cousin of Sebastian.
“Now that Sebastian has become king, he must be going easy.”
“No.”
Agnes shook his head inadvertently.
“What?”
Asked Chavolti.
‘The successor dies a while later.’
Agnes managed to swallow the words she was trying to spit out without thinking. I clearly remember. Not long after he received the title Marquis of Sandor, he was killed by Sebastian. There were so many crimes that it was difficult to list and his head was hanged in front of the gate.
This and that rumors circulated. Agnes, who had been closed to society, belatedly heard rumors. Among them, the most ridiculous speculation was that Roland Sandor had been killed for raising forces secretly by Sebastian. However, everyone who knew Roland even a little bit snorted at the rumor.
“Princess.”
Roland is smiling next to her when her consciousness that had subsided sharply returned to reality.
“It’s been a while. Lord Sandor.”
Agnes belatedly received his greetings.
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So, belatedly, I noticed that five or six servants were coming in one after another, grinning and carrying heavy boxes.
“Pour it over his head.”
Laslo told the servant. Agnes stared at him, not knowing what he was talking about.
“Y- yes.”
The servant showed a look of bewilderment, but soon opened the box and approached Viscount Ares.
Then he poured the gold coins on the smiling Viscount’s head.
“Argh! Who? What are you doing?”
Viscount, who was struck by lightning of gold coins, yelled.
Gold coins fell on the floor and made a sharp sound. In an instant, everyone’s attention was drawn.
“It hurts my heart to hear that the Viscount’s worries are so great, I can’t stand it.”
Contrary to the content, Laslo’s face was not cold and scary.
“What? What’s that?”
“I don’t think you understood, so pour it one more time.”
The second servant opened the box and sprinkled another gold coin on the body of Viscount Ares.
Gold coins fell like a storm water. The nobles around them lost their words and looked at the Duke .
“Please don’t worry, Viscount Ares. Because the duchy’s situation is not as difficult as you are concerned.”
“Y, Your Grace.”
Until just now, his face, which had been laughing and enjoying the poverty of the Arpad family, had suddenly become contemplated.
“I’m sorry. I made a mistake.”
“Pour it in.”
The servant now sprinkled gold coins on his own head without hesitation.
“But you.”
From some point on, only Lasslow spoke in the ballroom.
“I don’t think you’ve greeted my wife yet.”
He smiled leisurely like a predator and gently grabbed Agnes’ shoulder.
“What? Oh, yeah! I’m seeing the duchess. I forgot to say hello because I was out of context.”
Viscount Ares hurried in front of Agnes and bowed.
“Princess, will you forgive me for being rude? Or call the servant and ask them to bring more gold coins and pour it over my head until your mood is relieved,”
Agnes looked up at Laslo with a strange face.
She waved her hand to the Viscount, who was trembling like a deer in front of a hunter.
“Oh, yes. Thank you, thank you. Duchess.”
After Viscount Ares greeted her, he disappeared with a red face.
Only gold coins remained alone to fill his vacancy.
No one has been able to talk about Arpad’s poverty. Rather, they whispered for other reasons.
Just in time, there was music that meant the king and queen appeared. The nobles looked around and clapped one by one.
“Just think of it like a dog barking?”
Agnes asked Laslo in a small voice.
“I can’t leave a dog that barked at my wife alone.”
My wife.
It was awkward and good, so Agnes recalled the word several times.
With applause, magnificent music filled the hall.
Soon after, Sebastian and the Queen appeared in colorful clothes.
The king sat on the throne decorated with gold and jewels.
There was a blonde queen on the right and two little princes on the left with a nanny.
Agnes and Laslo immediately walked under the throne.
“I greet your highness,”
Sebastian greeted them with a drowsy face.
“It’s been a while. Duke Arpad. How long has it been?”
Sebastian smiled to the fullest and treated Laslo friendly. Agnes was quietly bowing next to him.
“It’s been about three years, right?”
“Yes.”
“Come back often now and show me your face. You are my sweet sister’s husband, aren’t you a part of the royal family now?”
“It is right to do that as a subject, but the demonic beasts that overflow the territory are so extreme, I’m sorry.”
“The Duke’s hard work is deep.”
The king and the Duke talked about dull and nonnutritive stories.
Then Sebastian turned to Agnes as if he suddenly remembered.
“Let me see your face. Agnes, you have no idea how lonely this palace was after you left.”
Agnes could only raise his head after breathing dozens of times inside.
“Congratulations on your ascension, Your Highness.”
“How is life in the West? I heard that the scenery is the best.”
“I live with joy day by day, engraving the grace of your highness.”
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Eyes of the same color as Agnes met in the air.Same hair and eye color. In addition, the appearance is similar, so people wonder if the two are really just half siblings.
“That’s how it should be.”
Sebastian showed his teeth and laughed. Agnes clenched her fist without realizing it.
But soon, she lost her strength throughout the body. Nothing is prepared yet. I’m still lowering my body and closing my fangs.
“Can we leave now? I’m afraid our conviction will waste your precious time.”
Laslo took a step forward as if he had read Agnes’ thoughts.
Sebastian leaned back and looked into his half-sister for a long time.
“Good. Let him attend the dinner today instead. Let’s have a reunion.
He ordered like a generous and benevolent king.
“Yes, thank you. Your Highness.”
The duchess quietly stepped down from his front.
* * *
“Duke. I’m sorry, but can you bring me a cup of water?”
Agnes asked for a favor with a fine face when the king disappeared from her sight.
Only after confirming that he had disappeared did she open her palm that sweated a lot because of tension.
“As soon as he arrived, he poured gold coins over someone’s head. They said you were poor and barely boiled potatoes, but it was all a lie.”
Chavolti came up to the side and said.
Just a while ago, boiled potatoes were on the table, but Agnes beat them with an iron.
“I don’t know who spreads such nonsense. I eat better than what I used to eat and wear at the palace.”
“Really? That’s a relief.”
The sincerity was seen in Chavolti’s eyes. Agnes just laughed.
“Don’t come to dinner later.”
Chavolti threw in a few words as if nothing special.
“It’s a dinner the king invited, so what kind of fuss are you trying to catch?”
“If you don’t want to come, don’t come. Lie down and say you’ve drunk a bottle of wine,”
Her brother advised, with a rather serious look on his face.
“Do you think I’m still fifteen? What kind of wine is that? A wine to freeze to death?”
“What you’re doing is still nothing different from being fifteen, but listen to me.”
“When did you grow old? Why are you being rude? You tell that to your sister that you haven’t seen in half a year?”
“Rude? Did you learn what rude means from Mrs. Evans?”
Chavolti blatantly laughed.
“Sure. When you go around picking up Sophia’s skirt, I’m well aware of it.”
Agnes rather graciously laid down Chavolti.
“Someone caught you!”
He was embarrassed and his face turned red. He hurriedly looked around to see if anyone was listening.
“Did you think I didn’t know that the two of you got caught in the belly before we got married?”
I’m going to stop. No matter how cold his tone was, unlike the content, Chavolti felt ashamed instead.
“You don’t even know how to be ashamed in this crowded place.”
“Heh. You should be the one ashamed.”
Agnes snorted.
“My sister…. No, when did the Marquis come to Nirseg again?”
Chavolti stopped nagging his younger sister and made a quick impression.
“Who?”
He turned around and checked the entrance of the crowded banquet hall. A man with silver hair flashing under the light and more sparkling blue eyes was receiving people’s attention.
“Oh, Marquis of Sandor? What are you talking about?”
“I mean Roland Sandor. The successor. I was mistaken.”
He hasn’t received the title Marquis yet?
Agnes fixed her gaze on him.
Agnes knows him well. This is because he has been frequently in and out of the palace since childhood as a cousin of Sebastian.
“Now that Sebastian has become king, he must be going easy.”
“No.”
Agnes shook his head inadvertently.
Asked Chavolti.
‘The successor dies a while later.’
Agnes managed to swallow the words she was trying to spit out without thinking. I clearly remember. Not long after he received the title Marquis of Sandor, he was killed by Sebastian. There were so many crimes that it was difficult to list and his head was hanged in front of the gate.
This and that rumors circulated. Agnes, who had been closed to society, belatedly heard rumors. Among them, the most ridiculous speculation was that Roland Sandor had been killed for raising forces secretly by Sebastian. However, everyone who knew Roland even a little bit snorted at the rumor.
“Princess.”
Roland is smiling next to her when her consciousness that had subsided sharply returned to reality.
“It’s been a while. Lord Sandor.”
Agnes belatedly received his greetings.
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