The man who approached the Count with hasty steps lifted him up. When the Count was frightened that he was going to hit him again, the man said to be at peace.
“I was impressed with the words of the Count a while ago and followed youthem. If it’s okay with you, I’d like to have a drink, but I’ll buy it.”
Has he ever seen such a healthy young man? The count’s eyes widened when he said that he was impressed.
The Count was weak at compliments, especially when it came to a mysterious man exalting him like this.
Forgetting even the pain from when he was beaten, he left the alley shoulder to shoulder with the man, and drank until dawn.
Then he lay down in the inn room that the man had bought him.
“Get a good rest.”
“I can’t believe there’s someone like you in this day and age.”
The count, moved by the man he didn’t even know his name, burst into tears. Then he could not overcome the rushing drunkenness and fell into a deep sleep.
After a long slumber, he heard someone coming in. He wanted to lie down next to them, and he also felt a tap.
The drunken Count mistakenly thought that this was Valentine’s mansion in the east, and that the person lying next to him was the woman who had been secretly brought.
So he unconsciously hugged the person tightly.
“X… Why are you touching my ass? Beggar.”
The person in his arms spat out swear words. The thick, low voice was undoubtedly a man.
Just when he was about to open his eyes in embarrassment, a strong blow went to his stomach.
The Count fainted.
And in front of him who woke up in the morning,
“How can I get married now…”
“I will arrest you as a criminal.”
A man with only his briefs on and crying about his loss of innocence and a guard with a contemptuous expression stood there.
~*~
(Ciela’s pov)
I was at the guild office of the two men who broke into the Labyrinth mansion right now.
“So the Count is said to be in prison.”
“Right.”
As I shook my head as if I knew, the guild master of the two men handed me a report telling me to take a look.
There, it said he gave Count Valentine a drink to make him drunk and brought him to the inn mentioned earlier, where he was put to sleep.
It was written in detail about the Count who had crawled into the man’s bed wearing only underwear, and the Count touching the guild member’s buttocks.
‘Losing the innocence.’
Unfortunately, the world is cold.
I checked the report with dry eyes and returned it.
Then the guild master, who was staring at me with bright eyes that did not suit his rugged size, opened his mouth.
“Is this a result he would be happy with?”
The ‘he’ here was the guild master of Ciel’s Love Manipulation Guild, that is, I.
Surprisingly, this guild master was a fan of ‘Ciel’s Love Manipulation Guild’.
When I first visited, they came out uncooperatively, but when I revealed that I had some kind of connection with Ciel’s Love Manipulation Guild, I was treated as a VIP with an awe-filled face.
Of course, I did not reveal that I was the guild master.
“Well, yes.”
When the guild master of Ciel’s Love Manipulation Guild said dryly that she was satisfied with this kind of thing, the other party nodded and agreed. (tl/n: she was referring to herself)
“Actually, he is someone who turns people into dolls just because they misbehave.”
But my inner cry did not reach him.
The man, who suddenly became one-eyed, admired the cruelty of the master ofCiel’s Love Manipulation Guild, and poured praises out of his mouth until his saliva dried up.
He said that he was the 12th fan, and even said that it would be difficult to find anyone who was not a fan of Ciel’s Love Manipulation Guild among the shadow guilds in this area.
Meanwhile, in the past, I wanted the Master to visit our guild at least once, and that was my lifelong wish, with tears in my eyes.
“Oh, yes. I hope it will come true.”
I was trembling when I found out that I had suddenly had countless fans, even in a bad way.
Leather said he wanted to raise a guild and wandered around, so I thought there would be side effects like this.
‘I can’t really reveal that I am the Master.’
I returned to the Labyrinth mansion with a complicated heart.
And taking the Countess, who had been waiting for me with an anxious expression, I headed to the prison where Count Valentine was imprisoned.
Now it was time to finish things up.
~*~
Count Valentine was locked up in solitary confinement.
Originally, he should be in the same prison with several other prisoners, but since he was caught raping a man, he was put in a solitary cell.
When Arya requested a visit as the count’s wife, the guard sent a sympathetic look. And he willingly accepted the request without asking or questioning.
“Madam!”
Countess-No, the Count, who saw Arya Valentine, rushed to his feet.
But he was blocked by the cold iron bars, and all he could do was reach out his hand.
Arya, startled, bent her body back so that the Count’s hand could not reach her.
The count, not paying attention to him, swung his hand through the iron bars and shouted hastily.
“They said I can go out if you pay bail. Did you bring some money?”
“I said I would give it back to him, but he didn’t let me go. Ha, what kind of situation is this?”
“…”
“Madam.”
Read only at pm tl.
“…”
“Wife?”
It was then that the Count, who sensed her ominousness, called for Arya again.
Arya was not looking at him.
She was only staring down at the stone floor of the cold prison, with a bloodless face, her mouth shut.
“As expected, I shouldn’t have brought her.”
Arya’s pale white face was expressionless when it was announced that ‘the Count has shoved a man into his wife’s bedroom.’
I said, ‘Using the same technique, I returned the favor. He’s in jail now’.
She seemed to have lost her emotions.
She said she was going to come alone, but she wanted to see him one last time, and I came along just in case.
But seeing her face getting darker and darker, I wondered if I had made a mistake.
Right then,
“We…”
Arya, who had licked her lips silently, finally spit something out of her.
She gripped the hem of her skirt so tightly that veins sprouted from the back of her pale hand, lifted her head and looked at the Count with her sharp eyes.
It was as if there was water in those eyes at first glance, I thought.
Arya took a deep breath, and said the words she had buried deep in her chest.
“We are getting a divorce.”
“…!”
The startled Count froze. Then, with trembling lips, he asked.
“Why…why…?”
Arya said confidently.
“I don’t want to live with you anymore.”
The Count, with his mouth open like a fool, looked at Arya as if he were looking at a stranger.
Then, as if he remembered something, holding the iron fence with both his hands, he shouted in dismay.
“It is a misunderstanding! I’m not a cheater! I only have my wife!”
“I know you are dating Miss Leila.”
The Count’s mouth, who had been making excuses without hesitation, closed.
She rolled her eyes to avoid his gaze and spoke up without even breathing her breath.
“Under Imperial law, I can divorce unilaterally without trial if there is evidence that my spouse has slept with another person.. I am going to send someone to the government office today.”
“Arya.”
“I’ll leave your luggage with you. I’m going to move, so it’s no use going back.”
“Arya!”
“…I don’t want to see you again. Take care.”
I ran out of the room before Arya, who had finished speaking quickly, noticed.
“Arya! Arya!”
The Count cried like a madman.
But Arya never returned, and only the desperate cry of a man who had lost everything echoed in the prison cell.
I waited for the echo to subside, then pulled out the thin wad of papers I had already brought.
And I called him.
“Hey.”
The Count-no, a common man who would now be called Nyx turned his head as he stared at the door where Arya had disappeared with bloodshot eyes.
He had a face that he wanted to kill someone right away.
“I have good news.”
I waved the pile of papers I was holding.
“Arya will hand over Valentine’s fortune to you.”
For an instant, a look of doubt appeared in Nyx’s eyes.
“Why?”
“Well. Wouldn’t it be like her last gift to her husband, whom she once loved?”
I took a quill out of my bag and held it in his hand and said indifferently.
“Oh, of course, the rest will be returned. So, the estate and mansion attached to the title belong to Arya.”
The fortune was blown away by Nyx’s drinking and gambling, so the fortune was nothing but the gold mines that Nyx was so proud of. Except for the estate and the mansion.
Knowing that, Nyx’s eyes also became sharp.
But he also knew that it wouldn’t be strange to be kicked out of the house, so instead of arguing, he meekly signed where I was pointing.
Everything about Valentine except for the title, estate, and mansion would be passed on to him.
After signing, I carefully packed the documents and put them in my bag. Then I took out a blank sheet and handed it to Nyx.
“If there is something to give, there must be something to receive.”