The Noble Lady of the Sinking Ship, Disguising her Young Brother as her Son, Stubbornly Survives in the Neighboring Country! – Chapter 14

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒: 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞

I thought they had given up on contacting me after being appointed as the chief mourner for the funeral.

On one hand, I have a bag containing three days’ worth of luggage, and on the other, I am holding hands with Florenci.

I was not in a state where I could easily escape.

“Is it true that you have frozen the status and property of the Duke Mendoza family?!”

“How did you know that?”

“I heard it from Anthony!”

Even though I have paid him hush money, it seems he broke his promise.

Perhaps it lost its effect because my father passed away.

“I am not well aware, please ask His Majesty the King.”

Since it is likely that my uncle will not be granted an audience, I throw the problem away while feeling sorry.

“You, being the daughter of my brother, there’s no way you wouldn’t know!!”

The moment my uncle raised his hand at me, I gave instructions to Ga-chan.

“Ga-chan, please!”


The brave Nyaing Ga-chan wound an invisible thread around my uncle’s arm several times, then jumped onto a nearby gas lamp.

Stretching the thread wrapped around my uncle’s arm, she tied it to the gas lamp and made a ribbon knot.

Ga-chan, who had returned to me, was making a circle with her long legs, indicating that she had done well.

“Ga-chan, thank you.”


My uncle, who had become like a tethered dog, looked up at his arm that had lost its freedom in wonder.

He seemed to realize that his arm couldn’t rise, and started pulling it with all his might. But the thread, intricately woven with magic, cannot be cut by human strength.

“Gu, uuuu! What, what is this?! Graciela, is this your doing again?!”

“I don’t know. I’m not sure.”

“Don’t be foolish! You put some weird magic on the Duke Mendoza’s mansion to make sure no one can set foot in it!”

“That’s just a spell to keep away those who bear ill will towards us. Normally, you should be able to go in and out.”

My uncle turned his face red and vented his anger.

“You, wicked woman. . . . . . No, wicked witch!!”

Say whatever you want. If it’s to protect Florenci, I will become a wicked woman or a witch.

“Florenci, shall we go now?”

“Y, Yess.”

I bowed to my uncle in front of me and left the place.

I could hear curses from behind, but I didn’t care at all.

In front of the high-end inn where Rachael was staying, there were dozens of splendid carriages lined up.

A few of them seem to be just for carrying luggage and servants.

Rachael was just about to get on, and she noticed us and called out.

“Lara, over here!”

Now, at this moment, I become Lara Dosa, and Florenci becomes Ren Dosa.

After sharing a nod with Florenci once, I ran to Rachael.

Florenci showed Rachael a splendid greeting that didn’t seem to be six years old.

“So you’re Ren. You seem like a clever child.”

Florenci showed a shy expression and was blushing faintly.

Florenci seemed to have been nervous because she was the daughter of the Grand Duke of Binemöer, but he seemed to be relieved all at once.

“This is the carriage you’ll be riding. Please make yourself at home.”

“Yes, thank you very much.”

I took her words to heart and got on the carriage.

The inside of the car was decorated with soft seats and calming mahogany.

After Florenci got in, Rachael also got on.

As soon as I showed a surprised expression, I was noticed right away.

“Oh, was I a bother?”

“No, no, I just thought you’d be with your fiancé.”

“He’s a diplomat, and he’ll be staying in Vulcano for a few more days.”

“I see. Thank you for taking care of me on the journey.”

“You’re welcome.”

At Rachael’s signal, the carriage started running.

As I looked at the cityscape of the capital with a heartache, I found my uncle, who seemed to be causing a big fuss tied to a gas lamp.

There was a crowd around, but everyone seemed to be watching from a distance.

The carriage had to stop because so many people were gathering that they were obstructing the main road.

“What’s all the fuss?”

Rachael opened the window leading to the front and asked the coachman for an explanation.

“Ah. . . . . .what’s happening? Seems like a street performer is putting on a show.”

“What an annoyance.”

From the open window, I can hear my uncle’s screams. Accusing of witchcraft, calling Graciela a villain, he yells in familiar tones.

His body is tilted at a bizarre angle, perhaps trying to break free from the magic thread.

As the thread is invisible to others, it looks as if my uncle is performing some kind of act.

Moreover, his commotion seems to have gathered a crowd. It’s about time to release him.

As I secretly signal Ga-chan, the magic thread detaches from my uncle’s arm.

With the restraints gone, my uncle falls with a thud.


As my uncle rolls on the ground screaming, the crowd disperses, assuming the performance has ended.

The knights arrive and restore order to the traffic.

My uncle, who had been incessantly yelling my name, is arrested by the knights and led away.

The carriage started moving after five minutes, and I heaved a sigh of relief.

After a three-hour carriage ride from the royal capital, we arrived at the port town.

From there, we took a three-day journey to Binemöer.

The travel pass purchased at the store “Forbidden Fruit” passed the inspection without any problems, and we were able to cross the border at sea.

Florenci seemed to enjoy his first sea voyage, which I was genuinely happy about.

There was no threat from my uncle on board, and I had many conversations with Rachael, which was a pleasant diversion.

After a quick sea voyage, we landed in Binemöer.

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