“But he’s so cool despite being amoner in the past. I heard that in this war, he single-handedly invaded the Pce of Panath and captured the King.”
Thanks to this, the Kingdom of Panath surrendered without a single casualty. How can he be so cool with that angelic face?”
“But he will soon be Lori’s husband. Don’t think about anything weird.”
Some women pouted as Janice wedged themselves, but didn’t answer.
Lorelei and Uriel were a good match for them, too.
The men around also nodded as if they had simr thoughts.
However, there was one person who openly expressed disapproval of Janice’s words.
“Well, if you want to be a countess and bow to the Empress or Grand duchess, you can.”
L Trion, a woman with a mole near her mouth who first spoke, murmured with a re.
She had known Lorelei since childhood, but they weren’t on good terms with each other at some point as theypeted for attention in Society.
She had never met this Uriel before so she wasn’t actively participating in the chatter about him at the beginning.
However, Janice and Lori, who spoke of someone they had never met as if they were his ideal types out of all women, including herself, were determined to utter a sarcastic remark.
“Lady L!”
“Whether he resembles an angel or a demon, if we look at appearance and abilities, there is no one like Archduke Epinhardt. In terms of status, that would be His Majesty Paris. Did I say something wrong?”
“You’re so rude in front of Lori.”
Wide-eyed, Janice stood up for her cousin out of love but L was still a sour orange.
Her father was the Marquis of Trion, who boasted as much power as Lori Edwin’s father.
Unlike her brother, Simon, she didn’t like Lori very much.
“What would you tell someone who wants to go through hardships with amoner? I just feel sorry for Marquis Edwin. What does he do aside from being a good swordsman? How can thatpare to the royal family? Everyone mentions Count Buiche this and Count Buiche that. But, to be honest, I don’t think I want to get engaged with him. I don’t want to take care of a husband who hunts monsters all his life.”
Lorelei’s brow furrowed at the condescending speech but L went on, regardless.
“You seem to have read too many novels. The main characters in a novel have at least a secret of their birth. He’s a person who has never learned etiquette. He’s shallow and vulgar for he only knows how to fight. Yes, he look cool but only in the battlefield. What kind of conversation can you have with someone like that?”
In front of Lori, who had turned pale, L shook her head triumphantly, took a sip of wine, and continued.
“And how is he doing now? He left his lord, Archduke Ephinhardt, and became an escort Knight. Isn’t that the limit of being amoner? The previous Count Bayan got entrusted with escorting His Highness ording to His Majesty’s wishes, but in Count Buiche’s case, he was abandoned by his lord and sold like an object. Both situation are different.”
“La—Lady L.”
L raised her head stiffly and said. “What is it? If you have something to say, why don’t you say it?”
No one in this Empire could have possibly refuted her argument but for some reason, people were looking at her back.
In addition, the faces of various women, who were supposed to be red with anger from the offense, looked strangely happy.
“Huh? What the hell?”
Looking back, she couldn’t close her open mouth regardless of her will.
“Who—— oh my!”
L, who was holding a wine ss in her hand, identally spilled the drink on her arm and clothes.
It was because the moment she turned around, she saw a handsome man that made her eyes roll at the back of her head.
“Be careful, Lady L Trion.”
Whether he heard the conversation earlier or not, he took out his handkerchief and handed it to L.
He looked genuinely concerned.
All the women crowding them looked at Uriel with wide eyes but not as much as L.
He was more handsome than she heard.
L slowly took the handkerchief and wiped the wine from her body.
Fortunately, the liquid was transparent and the dress wasn’t that wet.