Calming himself, he then walked over to the group while occasionally glancing at the entrance. As he picked up a teapot to refill the empty cups at the table, one of the women who had heavy makeup on—as did the others—said, “You know, you look pretty handsome up-close! Still, you’re not quite my cup of tea! Only Queena would fall for someone like you!” “Oh? Could you actually be Queena’s pretty boy?” asked another woman. “Humph! As if someone like him would ever be qualified to be hers!” replied a third woman rather contemptuously. After saying that, the women seemed to lose interest in him and they quickly found themselves resuming their previous topic of conversation. “Anyway, I’m very happy now! Haha! At long last, someone finally took the blame for me!” said another woman from that group who looked to be slightly older than Gerald. “Oh? What sort of blame, Freya?” asked one of her friends. “Just some incident none of you were probably aware of… Actually, I think it’s
“Mr. Crawford?” muttered the women in surprise. “…Now where have I heard that name before… I can’t recall much about that person…” “Humph! I’ve done some investigating on him, and trust me when I say that you’ll all be terrified to death upon hearing what I found out about him!” replied Freya. “Go on…” “As I’ve said before, after asking around, I heard from some people that this Mr. Crawford person has an extremely powerful background! The fortune he owns is near-unimaginable for ordinary people, you know? In fact, he’s the kind of person who would be able to hand you any amount of money immediately should he allow you to request for any!” explained Freya as her eyes were filled with jealousy. “What? Could there truly be a rich heir like that?” asked a few of the present men with resentment in their voices, clearly jealous as well. “It’s all true! Not only is he rich, but he’s extremely capable as well! I’ll say it right now that he’s nowhere near comparable to any of you
“How daring can you be?! A lowly servant? It seems that all of you are truly oblivious as to how much you’re just begging to die!” roared Linus as his lips twitched. Now crying even harder after receiving the slap, Freya—who simply couldn’t reconcile with the fact that she was getting punished instead of the servant—then retorted, “But it’s the lowly servant’s fault for hurting me, dad! Why are you hitting us instead?!” She instantly received a second slap from Linus as he roared, “How dare you continue speaking so ruthlessly! If you know what’s good for you then quickly apologize to Mr. Crawford!” After fiercely warning her, Linus immediately bowed at Gerald before saying, “I apologize if this ignorant young woman offended you, Mr. Crawford! Please forgive her!” “…H-huh…?” muttered Freya who truly hadn’t expected her father to actually bow to that servant. She wasn’t the only one stupefied either. Everyone present was now utterly flabbergasted and in disbelief at what they
“How dare you refuse to bow and greet the young lord when you see him!” shouted one of the old men. Gerald, however, didn’t respond to that. Instead, he simply continued staring at the young lord who was still sitting atop the palanquin. Throughout this entire time, the young lord had had his eyes closed, seemingly enjoying himself as he rested. “Hey, now! I asked you a question, didn’t I? How imprudent of you not to answer!” shouted the same old man as he took a step forward, ready to make a move. However, before he could even do anything, the old man’s eyes widened in astonishment as Gerald’s body disappeared into thin air! “…Hmm?!” grunted the old man as he was suddenly filled with immense fear. The next thing he knew, he felt a palm being placed on his shoulder extremely forcefully! The force was so overwhelming that he was unable to endure it for long. Seconds later, the old man fell to his knees, causing the ground under him to be crushed under Gerald’s immense force!
Gerald found himself furrowing his brows as he walked over the young lord whose limbs were now trembling vigorously. “…Do you not have any other tactics to show?” asked Gerald in slight disbelief. “P-please spare my life… I’m the young lord and the entire Holy Witchcraft is on my side…!” replied the young lord as he began crawling backward rather pitifully due to his legs going limp from fear. “…Is that really all you’ve got?” said Gerald, stupefied but also slightly amused by the turn of events. He was, of course, laughing at himself. After all, to think that he had actually fallen for the young lord’s taunts earlier! Gerald had to admit that he had initially thought that the young lord was truly a mysterious, powerful person. Why else could the young lord behave so recklessly? As it turned out, the young lord was actually just a young warrior who had just gained his inner strength! “You know, I’ve heard plenty about you, young lord… It seems that you’ve done a lot of wick
From how pained his voice had sounded as the young lord continued lying on the ground, it was almost as though he was thinking about some unspeakable grief. “…You… hate women?” inquired Gerald as he couldn’t help but stare coldly at the young lord. “You probably wouldn’t believe me even if I explained it to you… After all, from the moment I was born, I’ve always only been known as the high and mighty young lord of the Holy Witchcraft… While everyone tends to get jealous of me, I can safely say that throughout the years, I’ve never truly been happy… You know, I’ve hated that woman ever since I was young… Because of her, I ended up hating all other women! The woman in question… She was my mother!” explained the young lord. Upon hearing that, Gerald felt his eyelids twitch slightly. He had never heard of anyone claiming to resent their mother as strongly as the young lord had… After all, who on this planet wouldn’t love the one who had birthed them? However, Gerald could sense tha
“Throughout the years, I’ve hurt a total of seven women… Before I die, I wish to beg for their forgiveness… Only then will I be able to rest in peace… Perhaps I may still be able to meet Lola after doing so…” said Chester extremely sincerely. Hearing that, Gerald simply nodded slightly without saying another word, a clear sign of his approval. Gerald was fine with granting him his request since it truly seemed like Chester wished for repentance. The fact that Chester remembered where every single one of the seven women he had hurt lived made Gerald even more sure that Chester was serious about his request. Soon enough, Chester and Gerald made their way over to a farmer’s house. Once the door was opened, the pale-faced Chester kneeled before the family of three which consisted of the daughter he had hurt alongside her parents. “Y-young lord?! T-to what do we owe the pleasure…?” stuttered the father, as all three of them trembled in fear. “I have come to beg for your forgivenes
Hearing that, Jasmine turned to look at Gerald rather doubtfully. It was only a little while later when she realized that the one ruthless and arrogant young lord had now truly surrendered to Gerald. “I apologize for all the mistakes I’ve made! I truly am sorry!” said Chester as he repeatedly lowered his head till his forehead touched the ground. While she had initially wanted to kill him, after seeing how miserable he was, Jasmine simply replied, “…There’s no need to apologize any further to me… Instead, you should be apologizing to those who you’ve hurt. After all, while my family has made it through this daunting experience without mishap, that isn’t the case for the other families… Regardless, if it’s punishment you seek, then I’ll let Gerald make the final say! His words will be as good as mine!” After saying that, Jasmine then turned to look at Gerald. Women were sometimes like this. While Jasmine had first been uncertain whether she really had fallen for Gerald, when s