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'Oh no, why…'

Ortansia could do nothing but gaze in astonishment at Gérard, who appeared before her motionless and in a daze.

However, Ortansia was not the only one surprised.

Gerard was also staring at Ortansia with his eyes wide open, which was unusual for his usually calm demeanor.

For a while, they just stared at each other, unable to speak.

The air was broken by the Duke of Linie's words.

"Oh, well, it seems that neither of you knew about this. Is this fate?"

With those words, Gérard regained his composure first.

"I... I never expected Ortansia to visit you."

The Duke of Linie was the first to speak.

At those words, the Duke of Linie's mouth turned up at the corners in amusement.

"Miss Ortansia is indeed a remarkably intelligent lady. As expected of Gérard's sister. ...I have also taken a liking to her."

'Why is Onisama is  with the Duke of Linie'

From observing their interaction, it was hard to believe this was their first meeting.

The Duke of Linie is a dangerous person who is connected to the cult of demon god worship.

Gérard had made contact with such a person before Ortansia.

'Oh no, my brother's in the clutches of the demon lord already...!'


In Ortansia's presence, Duke Linié and Gérard exchanged words as if they were close acquaintances.

The most frightening thing about it was that they were so close to each other.

'No, brother, don't go that way.!'

She felt as if Gérard was going to go out of her reach, and she couldn't stay very calm.

Desperate to bring Gérard back to her side, Ortansia quickly devised a plan.


She let out a small cry, pressing her temples while contorting her expression.

As intended, she successfully drew the attention of Duke Linié and Gérard.

"Lady Ortansia, what's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, I have a slight headache."

"That's not good. I'll find you a place to rest at once."

"No, I have a specially prepared medicine at the mansion. It pains me to say this, but I must take my leave for today.".

Smiling cheerfully, so as not to arouse suspicion, Ortansia approached the Duke of Linie.

Then, suppressing her disgust, she took his hand.

"I am honored that you have accepted me as a comrade. May your future be blessed."

With that smile, Duke Linié laughed cheerfully.

"I am fortunate indeed to have the opportunity to welcome someone as beautiful and intelligent as you. Personally, I would be delighted to develop a close relationship with you. You will eventually become my goddess of good fortune, Lady Ortansia Artiel Vérité."

With these words, the Duke of Linie planted on his lips on the back of Ortansia's hand.

Ortansia felt goosebumps rise all over her body at the touch, but she desperately tried to maintain her ladylike smile.

Then she glanced at Gerard.

Gerard is looking at her with cold, emotionless eyes.

It was like when he had abandoned Ortansia in her first life.

..."Shut up, you are a disgrace to the Ducal family. I never once thought of you as my sister."

The despair from that time crossed Ortansia's mind, and she involuntarily felt a chill run down her spine.

'Somehow, I have to get my brother away from here!'

Duke Linié was dangerous. Gérard had to be taken away from there as soon as possible.

"Brother, I apologize for the inconvenience... If it's not too much trouble, could you accompany us back to the mansion?"

Exuding an innocent little sister aura, Ortansia pleaded with Gérard.

Gérard remained expressionless, still looking at Ortansia with his cold eyes.

...If it were the Gérard from a little while ago, he would have shown concern for her even without Ortansia bringing it up.

Such a change in him was frightening.

But just when Ortansia's expression was about to tighten, it was the Duke of Linie who came to her rescue.

"I must not let anything happen to my precious princess. Please Gérard, accompany your sister."


"I don't mind if we talk about it later. We will talk about it another day."

Even Gérard, with his usual demeanor, couldn't refuse Duke Linié when he spoke so firmly.

"...Understood. In that case, until we meet again."

Gérard politely bowed to Duke Linié and then turned back to Ortansia.

"Let's go."

With a chillingly cold voice, he uttered just those words.

And without further ado, he began walking briskly.

Ortansia hurried to catch up with her brother.

Gerard never looked back at her.

It felt incredibly lonely, despite being so close.

'Even though he's right here, my brother feels so distant…'


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