At Cesareâs request, the woman took a deep breath. The action was also so quick that she became tired of refining it over and over again. The woman who wiped the flowing saliva shouted with a loud voice.
âYour Highness, that maid dared to slap me. Look at this! How strong does her hand to make my face swollen already?â
She doesnât even recognize the lifesaver. For this reason, favors should not be given recklessly. After saving the woman who was supposed to be the food for the gargoyle, the only thing that comes back is this, isnât it?
Catherine looked up at Cesare with sincere eyes.
âLook at my innocent eyes. It was all for the peace of the Duke residence. I didnât hit her because I wanted to.â
ăCatherine. The gaze of Cesare is so creepy. I want you to restrain yourself. Itâs hard to hold back his anger.ă
Cesare didnât seem very interested in the situation. Otherwise, it would not be possible to have a peaceful atmosphere while waiting for a fish to be caught on a fishing line by the river. Cesare covered Catherineâs eyes with his warm hand.
âWhatâs this hand?â
âIt makes me feel a little uncomfortable when you look at me with such burdensome eyes.â
The texture of the skin reaching the tip of her eyebrows was tickling. She shook her head to shake his hand away, and a short, low laugh fell from the top of her head.
âWell, I can roughly see what the problem is.â
Cesareâs gaze turned to the woman ten steps away.
âSo, whatâs your name?â
The answer was immediately heard.
âRosa Moore, Your Highness. Your only cousinâs child!â
âWhy do I have so many relatives who claim to be the only ones? If I put them all together, I think I can build a new country.â
It is also a skill to spit out sarcastic words with such a smile. People will think that heâs saying hello to a close relative.
Cesare raised his chin, and the servants who had followed closely clashed next to the woman. The servants turned the womanâs arms in the opposite direction, restraining them as if she were criminals.
âYour Highness? What is thisâ Your Highness!â
âI understand the covetousness of the Moorish fortune, Miss Moore. I remember your name, you said you didnât have enough dowry for remarriage. However, the amount you were asking for was too much for me to bring to the Viscount family.â
âI canât believe it! Iâm Your Highnessâs cousinâs child! How much money do the Grand Dukeâs haveâ!â
âYou know, that amount of money is a small amount to me. But I must have told you yesterday afternoon. I have no intention of giving anything, and if you have to beg, choose Christopher as your honeymoon destination. Didnât I tell you that weâll rent you a hotel and also lend you people?â
âI didnât come here to ask you anything like that!â
The woman who was screaming stopped for a moment and stopped talking. Her white cheeks turned red. Of course, Cesare had a look on his face that didnât show any emotion whatsoever she said.
âYeah, you probably wouldnât have crossed a long road to ask for something like that. Coincidentally, there are dozens or hundreds of people claiming to be relatives like you. Even my money would be in danger if I took them all. Just think of it.â
It wasnât a sweet tone, but she wondered where it was that he didnât give it up coldly.
Only Catherine, standing in the middle, began to feel uncomfortable in the heated air between them. It wasnât enough that she slapped her cheeks, so chasing each other has long since become a story of a distant country.
âCall a carriage and take this cousinâs child to the cousinâs childâs mansion. Ask the cousinâs child directly where the cousinâs childâs mansion is located.â (Cesare annoyed when she keep call herself ě˘ ě§ so he keep repeat it )
The womanâs face quickly turned pale. Soon, a strong foot struggle began.
âCanât you let this go? Let go! Iâm Your Highnessâs cousinâs child! Iâm the woman who will soon become the Viscountess! I mean, Iâm not the kind of person youâre going to be rude to!â
ăCatherine, I donât know what the hell she means. Seeing the riots like that, I think the meaning of that is the mother who gave birth to and raised Cesare.ă
Cesare naturally ignored the one word.
âMiss Cousinâs child.â
It was a very calm call, and the woman was surprised and stopped struggling.
âNo nobles of any country, let alone the imperial family, can be rude with my people. But you, who came here under the pretext of my blood ties, are acting so rudelyâ. Was it the intention of getting me angry?â
There was a huge temperature difference between the voice and the words delivered.
As if it was not worth talking more, the servants disappear with the woman surrounding them in their stirring hands. Catherine, who was acting as a spectator, looked at the back to the end with a reluctance between embarrassment and awkwardness.
âYour Highness, I have something to tell you.â
As soon as the woman got farther away, Gren, who she didnât know when he came, approached Cesare.
âAnd Lady Catherine, itâs been a while.â
âAh yes, itâs nice to see you.â
Itâs been a while, but itâs not enough to hear that itâs been a while.
Gren lowered his head lightly and turned towards Cesare.
âThe front of the mansion is in a rather bustling state. Cardinals on the trail say they will inevitably visitââ
ăUgh!ă
âBring them in.â
Against the background of the screaming of Meow, Gren, who approached like a ghost, disappears like a ghost.
Cardinals are on the way. Those who received the Popeâs orders and were entrusted with the task of exterminating the monster. With the right to kill, they can kill without punishment if they have a good cause.
She doesnât know who the hell is giving the right, but Catherine, who has the devil and monster on both sides, starts to feel uncomfortable.
The cat, who had its tail on its own, ran away with a quick step. Even if the fellowship was cut in half, it was fortunate that one of the two would live.
It was a sudden visit, but Cesare was still relaxed. Although his white face was distorted openly, it was purely the result of unbearable annoyance, and it felt irrelevant to the Cardinals.
âIâm sorry for showing you the ugly side of me. As you see, my mansion is crowded with unwanted guests.â
âNo, I guess I ran without knowing anything. Iâm sorry.â
Cesare shrugged.
âYou donât have to be sorry for this much. I was quite surprised at the fact that you slapped her on the cheek.â
The words reminded her of the fact that on a rainy night, she held a shovel to kick the Imperial Knight.
âThis seems to change my impression in a very strange direction.â
At this point, it seemed that an appropriate excuse was needed.
âThere was a good reason for that.â
âIt must be. It seems like an absurd reason, so there is no need to explain it.â
Cesare softly refused Catherineâs right to speak. He looked like he didnât care if she had a reason or not, so she decided not to add anything either.
âCan I touch you for a moment?â
After standing still, she raised her head at Cesareâs question. His gaze turned to the necklace on which he hung the key.
âAh, yes.â
His fingertips lightly touched the nape of her neck. He only touched it lightly, but Catherineâs necklace shattered to pieces.
Cesare hung the missing key from a pendant string and hung it around Catherineâs neck. His shirt, which reached down to her nose, smelled of hot coffee and paper. It wasnât a great scent, but it was strangely calming.
âThis is why itâs worth seeing.â
Is it worth seeing? How did he see this ignorantly large pendant hanging around her neck?
Scary to ask the question, the size of the royal pendant was reduced to the size of a thumb.
âThe size is magically adjustable.â
ââI would be grateful if you gave it to me, but I can use it, right?â
âYou can.â
It is an answer without hesitation. Cesare gives Catherine a small, thick-looking leather bag.
âIs this cash?â
There are days when the sun will shine even in the mouse hole!
Since she has received a definite answer, she can use it comfortably.
She didnât know the day would come when she had a royal pendant. After all, itâs something she traded for with her lifeâthere are more things in the world that she canât get from her life.
It didnât seem like this was a loss-making business.
âYour Highness, I have brought them here.â
Behind Gren, who returned, stood two middle-aged men in yellow shirts. A calm and good-natured impression of the time. A benevolent smile on their lips.
However, the air changed rapidly for a moment. The cardinalâs eyes, which were bowing to Cesare, suddenly radiated a sharp glare. The lionâs hoot that came out of them was a loud and fierce cry that made her ears tingle.
âYes you damn devil! You foolish, where did you dare set your feet here!â
First of all, Cesare was the devil. The problem was that the fingertips were pointed exactly at Catherine.
âThis cunning devilâ she was meant to appear as a woman and seduce the Grand Duke!â
What kind of reaction should she show here?
Catherine hugged the leather bag once it had come into her hand. She doesnât know what the problem is, but she thought that protecting this should be the top priority.
âExcuse me, Grandpa. Iâm sorry, but I think youâre wrong.â
Does the title grandpa hurt their feelings? Or did she consider their words false? The cardinals began to get angry like fire.
âWho are you acting like a human in front of? How dare you hide that evil mind in the middle of a human heart!â
âEvil mind? I donât know what you are sayingâ I was just about to eat.â
Although she announced that she was a human being in a peaceful way, the atmosphere of the cardinals was still ugly.
The snort came from Cesare, not from her. He gently stroked his chin with his large, articulated finger, and opened his mouth in surprise.
âAre you old? Or crazy? Well, I guess they both mean the same thing.â
Theyâre cardinals. The cardinal of the way to perform, which is also the same as the influence of the Holy Pope.
Catherine stared curiously at Cesare, who spit so-called raw slurs in front of them. And she looked even more curiously at the cardinals who seemed familiar with Cesareâs swear words.
âThe Grand Duke needs to develop awe of our Vatican. The slander doesnât get better over time!â
âThis is all because of the corruption of the heart that the Grand Duke had been under Shagweed II. If you entrusted it to the Vatican, you would be able to properly distinguish between right and wrong!â
Despite the roar of the cardinals, Cesare did not hide his annoyance, clicking his tongue and sighing.
âThis Lady is my guest. Donât waste your time with bullshit, talk quickly. And get out of my house.â