...

The Noble Lady of the Sinking Ship, Disguising her Young Brother as her Son, Stubbornly Survives in the Neighboring Country! – Chapter 84

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖𝟒: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲

After deciding to return to Vulcano, why would he say such a thing?

“Lara, why are you crying?”

“I, I don’t know.”

I should understand if I think calmly, but my mind must be all jumbled and confused.

“Ah, yes. I hadn’t properly expressed my feelings.”

Lord Montyver moved away from me and looked straight at me.

“Lara. . . . . .no, Graciela. I like you. If it comes true, I want to be with you forever. Not just you, let’s be happy together with Florenci.”

That was the future I had wished for deep in my heart.

Lord Montyver reached out to me. Was I allowed to take that hand?

“Graciela, please. If you’re not by my side, I’ll become unhappy.”

“W, Why do you say that?”

“I’m trying to win your sympathy.”

At the honest words, the tears retreated.

I lost strength and could only laugh.

“Lara, choose me. Just like before, I’ll work all my life to bring out your smile.”

“Is it okay for me to do so?”

“You’re the only one.”

Those words became courage.

I took a step forward and took his hand. Then, he grabbed my hand tightly, and I was pulled in.

I fit snugly in Lord Montyver’s chest.

“Ah, finally, I can touch Lara.”

“Didn’t Leon-sama touch me quite frequently?”

“I was restraining myself. You insisted you were a married woman.”

Hearing that, I snapped back to myself.

I pushed Lord Montyver’s chest and stepped back to question him.

“Um, Leon-sama, when did you realize that I was not Lara・Dosa?”

“Ah, that’s a difficult question. First, on the day we met, I requested an investigation about Lara・Dosa, a noble from Vulcano.”

Even though I was introduced by Rachael, it seemed my existence, approaching the Marchioness and insisting on serving with a stubborn attitude, appeared suspicious to Lord Montyver.

“The report about Mrs. Dosa and her husband arrived immediately.”

Both were involved in crime, and the knights were looking for them.

However, the features of Mrs. Dosa and mine did not match, so he seemed to have doubted.

I was impressed that he didn’t accuse me of being a criminal at that point.

“Why didn’t you turn me over to the knights?”

“Well, I thought there was a high possibility that you were another person with the same name as Mrs. Dosa in the investigation report. I do have a good eye for people, you know.”

Just in case, he had someone watching me. It seems that was the maid who came and went from our house.

Though Ghodrove’s Highness thought she was under him, she was actually one of Lord Montyver’s people.

She was only leaking convenient information to Ghodrove’s Highness.

Of course, I was chilled not knowing such circumstances. . . . . .

“I found out that Lara was Graciela, daughter of the Duke Mendoza family, when Ghodrove and I went to Vulcano for diplomacy.”

It seems no one could find “Lara and Ren” in Vulcano, even when he requested an investigation from Binemöer’s detectives.

“I wanted to know about you guys at all costs, so I drew a portrait and went around asking, using a basic method to search.”

Lord Montyver seems to have artistic talent, and he used drawings of me and Florenci, drawn from memory, for the investigation.

“I tried affluent gatherings and merchants, but they all said they didn’t know.”

In the end, he seems to have stopped by a salon frequented by upper-class nobles. There, a noblewoman who knew me told him, “Isn’t she Graciela of the Duke Mendoza family?”

“Being led by the name of a lower noble called Dosa, I hadn’t come to the conclusion that you were of an upper-class birth. I should have known by looking at your usual behavior.”

It seems he had narrowed down his own investigation area too much, in his desperate research in a foreign land.

“After that, I heard rumors about your uncle, and I began to investigate in detail.”

It seems Lord Montyver heard that my uncle was targeting the Duke Mendoza family’s property and was searching for us.

“That’s when I finally understood why Lara had come to Binemöer, even to the point of hiding her identity and name. It must have been hard so far, right?”

“It wasn’t easy, but the people of Binemöer were all kind, and it was not as hard as I thought.”

“Even so, your determination and courage to raise your younger brother as your son, crossing the country, is something considerable.”

I feel somewhat tickled, being praised by Lord Montyver.

“Thanks to investigating you, I was able to obtain information about Ghodrove.”

Prince Ghodrove, who was connected to my uncle, had been involved in various wrongdoings.

“When I found out, sigh, of course. . . . . .I was disappointed.”

“Did you know?”

“Somehow.”

It seems Lord Montyver was told by his late mother, “Show an indulgent face to you unconditionally and do not trust those who find you useful.”

“That person is invariably someone who uses me.”

He seems to have always doubted Prince Ghodrove in his heart, while pretending to trust him verbally.

“Conversely, I was told to trust as much as possible those who are suspicious of me and keep me at a distance. So, I realized that the queen was not the one trying to kill me.”

He says that he was confident that he could trust the queen, although he showed doubt in his words.

“Lara was also looking at me with suspicious eyes.”

“I was very rude at that time.”

“No, no, I was happy. You see, I have a good face, so I was always unconditionally trusted by women. Lara’s attitude was how I wanted women all over the world to be.”

Lord Montyver gently takes my hand and smiles.

“Graciela, I’m really glad I met you.”

I nodded again, feeling like I was about to cry at Lord Montyver’s words.

Translator’s Blog

Blog

Advanced Chapters

✨KOFI-PATREON

🛖HOME

𝐀𝐖𝐄𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐔 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

💎ᴠɪᴘ – 𝙀𝙭𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 (𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙏𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨) Free Ch1-100 (Password – AWEBSTORIES-FREE100CH)


Comments

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

You cannot copy content of this page