When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Ian pursued Seta, sharpening his pointed teeth. Unintentionally, a chase broke out in the dining room.

How dare you ask my wife to give birth to your child?

Even an ordinary married couple would get upset.

Seta had to run away from Ian without knowing why.

Uh? Uh?Why are you doing this to me?

The poor dragon even went round and round the dining room, hiding behind an antique chest of drawers lined with plates. In the meantime, the maids in the dining room continued to explain to Ian that it was a misunderstanding

After a few minutes of chasing, Ian learned the situation properly. He didnt mean to have a child for himself, he meant to ask for one after she gave birth to a child.

Still, the anger did not subside.

Why would you want someone elses child? In addition, it was annoying that Seta was hiding his body behind Laritte in the chair. Jealousy erupted like lava from an active volcano.

Get away from Laritte.

It was the same with Seta, who was angry because of the unfair treatment. He was choked up as he shoved his big body over Larittes back.

What did I do wrong?! To suffer such humiliation from a human being! Do you still think you will make it all your life?

The more he spoke, the more saddened he was.

He was a dragon. A great being who is a mythological god to humans! Even if Ian Reinhardt was a sword master who slashed rampaging dragons, they were low-level dragons. They were on a different level from normal dragons like Seta.

Huh?After defeating a few runaway punks, this great being is formidable? Even if there were no rules to refrain from intervening in the human world, I could take you in a mouthful! A mouthful!

Even if I die, I will take at least one limb from the great being.

In the end, Seta got sullen. He was so upset that he even flew through the wall of the dining room!

At the same time, the chin of the mustachioed cook went all the way down as he brought out the new food.

The, the wall!!!

Like a member of the employees, the cook also knew that Seta was not human. It wasnt Seta that surprised him, it was the broken dining room.

My space broken

The dining room was the space that the cook cherished next to the kitchen. He also did what the maids were supposed to do.

Perfect crockery filled the dining rooms decorative shelves, and even the long table was hand-picked by the cook from twenty different types of wood. A dining room where even the most minor parts are filled with the chefs attachment

The hole in the wall that Seta had broken through was so large that the summer breeze blew through it. The cooks heart was filled with a hole as well, and the wind leaked out.

At least Ians words were comforting.

Call someone to fix it without sparing any money. It would have been better if he had gone out like that. He wont be coming to the mansion for a while.

Ian was satisfied.

From his point of view, Seta wouldnt look good. Wasnt he the one who said that theres no real way for Laritte to escape the magic attacks, based on his own judgment that it was impossible? If it hadnt been for Olivia, Laritte would have been decomposing under the ground by now.

Even when Seta stopped by the mansion to see Larittes face, Ians possessive desire was ignited.

Farewell, damn dragon!

Dont come again!

Ian gave a satisfied beastly grin.

* * *

A few weeks later

At lunchtime, when the sun was high, the Dukes residence was busier than usual. The knights did not wear training clothes, but were armed and waited at the training ground. An unusual tent was built near the training ground, and gardeners and maids took their seats under it.

Today, the Reinhard family knights decided to hold a small swordsmanship competition. They should competed for rank and increased their motivation for training before it got hot in midsummer.

Young knights sat in groups in the shade under the tent.

Do you know who will be the judges when we compete? There are quite a few knights who do not participate because their skills are so different. Same with Captain, Mister Mason, and Count Riecula

Mister Mason will watch the match. When I was eating bread earlier, he had a referee flag.

It felt like a small, friendly picnic.

The maids showed off their skills in making snacks in the kitchen while they had time. Since it was for knights and servants, they made it today without any hesitation. The freckled little maid took a bear-shaped cookie out of the oven.

Look at this! It is a crying bear cookie using strawberry jam.

I baked blue bread with blueberry juice. It looks like youll die if you eat it, but its refreshing and delicious! Would you like to eat?

Occasionally strange things came out, but there were also normal main dishes. Among them, what the maids were most confident about was Larittes strawberry juice. The special juice with herbs was as popular as last year.

Each of the knights held a glass of strawberry juice in one hand.

You have no idea how much I have wanted to eat this since last year. It does not compare with cooling my throat with pale ale.

Masons wrinkled hand, which was preparing for refereeing in the middle of the training ground, also held a glass. This old knight hadnt tasted the madams strawberry juice last year. It was because, at that time, he misunderstood the Madam and tried to take away the knights power.

Hehe, there were embarrassing days like that.

Mason sighed as if he was embarrassed to recall the painful past. Soon, the competition began at the training ground. The knights engaged in a duel with wooden swords whenever it was their turn. The more they did, the more quickly the snacks and juice ran out.

A knight just came down from the training ground after a duel. He was so hot that he even stuck out his tongue.

They said lets have a fun, easy duel. Look at how everyones eyes change when they hold a sword!

He was sweating like rain in this weather.

The knight wandered around like a ghost in search of the Madams signature juice but could not find any leftovers anywhere in the training ground. He led heavy steps towards the tent in search of Laritte, who was watching the knights in the corner of the training ground.

Since theyd always been close, it might be okay to ask if there was any juice left

Madam, maybe Is the juice distributed earlier?Huhu.

He rubbed his palms as fake tears flowed from his mouth. It seemed that Laritte was resting on a rug on the grass with Ian. She awoke from the shade of the tent as she replied to him.

I thought I made a lot, so I put it in a wooden barrel and put it in the storage room in the kitchen. Ill bring it right away.

Ian, who was next to Laritte, asked with a worried look.

Wouldnt it be heavy? Have an employee do it.

I know where it is. Ill be back soon.

Ian naturally followed to help Laritte. Then, he turned around and glared coldly at the knight.

How dare you make Laritte do this?

It was in that sense

Ill see you later during training time.

Huh?

The knight was just trying to ask his master.

The poor knight hardened like a stone statue on the spot.

* * *

There was no one in the kitchen on the second floor of the mansion. Laritte opened the wooden door and came inside. Seeing that the pot was cold, it seemed that no one had been there before.

Meals are prepared in the kitchen on the first floor It looks like the maids finished making snacks, and everyone went to the training ground. How cute.

Youre cuter when you say that with a static expression.

Laritte opened another door in the kitchen and entered a small room. In this place, which was used as kitchen storage, there were food materials and wine neatly arranged along the shelves. She then pulled out the strawberry juice she had tucked deep between the things.

Laritte, I will do it.

Well, its nothing special

Laritte took the large wooden barrel with both of her hands without thinking. Then, she looked up and accidentally bumped her head on the shelf.

Ouch.

The problem was not only that

A sack of dried fruit swayed from the third rack of the shelf and then fell towards Laritte.

Laritte!!

.!

Larittes eyes widened. In fact, she was a little hurt when she hit the sack.

Dried fruits hurt.

Because she was so light, she fell off the shelf without much strength. However, Ians heart almost dropped. He quickly reached Laritte and took her into his arms. He leaped so hard that they fell forward.

Thanks to Ian spinning his body, Laritte fell into a sitting position on top of him and was fine.

Laritte, are you okay?

It is your butt that touches the floor. Why are you so scared of this sack so much that you save me like this?

Hmm, hmm.

He coughed in embarrassment.

Laritte tried to get up from Ians lap. However, with his arms wrapped around her stomach, she only ended up shaking her body.

Can you let go now?

Still, Ians expression was strange.

Larittes slight movement just now seemed to have touched something in him. Suddenly the mood turned strange.

Didnt I tell you that you have to do a lot of night work to get the pregnancy you want?

His strange breath tickled the back of Larittes neck.

Seta, the obstruction, would be gone for weeks. Besides, there was no one near the kitchen, and he could hear it if anyone were to approach.

Ians low voice seduced Laritte from behind.

Everyone was preoccupied with the swordsmanship competition, anyway.

Like always, Laritte didnt show much, but her chest also tickled.

Right. We should have a baby soon.

Her obsession with a child outweighed a dogs love for its toy. The next moment, the warehouse door slowly closed.