The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

35 – Scene 035# Cracks

“You saved me?”

Bella frowned.

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Didn’t I hear you well?

That would be the case, because the only person Blanche was talking about was Tristan.

“Yes… .”

“Didn’t you tell me you were going to the bathroom? Our Blanche.”

“… After I went, I felt a bit bad, so I went to the rooftop to get some fresh air. I was caught in an explosion there, but a count who happened to be nearby saved me.”

“Huh… You mean?”

Bella looked at Blanche.

The black dress I bought was torn.

As a makeshift, Tristan’s coat covered her bare skin.

“Yes… . Sorry. The clothes you bought me are ruined.”

“That doesn’t matter anyway. You were caught in the explosion, but were you seriously injured?”

Meanwhile, Bella carefully studied Blanche’s expression.

To find even the slightest agitation in her.

Sensing that gaze, Blanche closed her mouth.

Rather, she smiled softly to hide her anxiety.

“it’s okay. It’s scratched at best. I have no face in worrying you, my lady.”

“… I’m glad then. Big hum. count… I owe it to you.”

Bella bowed slightly to Tristan, who was next to her.

With a very businesslike attitude, excluding personal feelings.

“Thank you for protecting my escort knight-.”

“Thank you.”

Tristan cut her off.

“… I beg your pardon? Count, you can at least say thank you.”

“Wendy. call the wagon go back.”

“Yes, yes!”

Tristan turns around and leaves.

Wendy, who had been pursuing her, hesitated, bowed politely at Bella, and followed Tristan again.

Bella looked at it as if it were absurd.

“Be patient… ! What kind of man… Blanche, we’re leaving too. If you stay here any longer, you will be rude to me too.”

“Yes. miss. But there’s one thing I haven’t seen.”

said Blanche, holding up Bella’s shopping bags.

To be precise, a shopping bag with the Luelcia brand logo on it.

Seeing this, Bella’s eyes twinkled.

“Is that it? Blanche. That’s it. Listen. As for what happened today… .”

*

“Count. The carriage will come soon… .”

“Well.”

When Wendy came, Tristan was sitting on a bench.

The wind was chilly.

His face darkened as he lowered his head slightly.

Maybe it’s because the sun has gone down.

Wendy opened her mouth more cautiously.

“I-over there… Count?”

“…What?”

“That… Is there anyone who said he was Bella-sama’s escort driver… That tall and beautiful person… .”

Tristan raised his head.

“You mean Blanche?”

“Yeah… . Hey, are you close with that person? ?”

“… ?”

Wendy waved her hand in embarrassment.

“Oh no! that, that’s it… Actually, while shopping… I saw the Count. Oh… . ah! Beh, Bella-sama wouldn’t have seen it… ! I saw it by accident… . Where is the Count going with him? .”

“… Right.”

“Sorry, sorry… I didn’t mean to look at it, but… .”

Tristan calmly opened his mouth to Wendy, who was waving her hand.

“Does not matter. She is an old acquaintance of mine.”

“Old acquaintance… ?”

“yes. It’s also a long-standing bad relationship.”

“A bad relationship… Then you’re not on good terms… ?”

“I can see that.”

I see… Wendy nodded.

somehow reassuring.

Tristan quietly leaned back on the bench.

Maybe because he’s been through a lot today, he even looks sulky.

“Count? be tired… ?”

To Wendy’s question, Tristan answered with his eyes closed.

“… I’m a little sleepy.”

“Well, then… . We have some time before the carriage arrives. If you close your eyes for a moment, I will wake you up… .”

“Well.”

Tristan nodded slowly, as if approving.

Soon, his breathing became quieter.

Wendy sat cautiously next to Tristan.

And I looked at his face.

Tristan Ruelberta, tyrant of the mansion and notorious noble of the Empire.

When I closed my eyes, I couldn’t find anything like that.

Wendy was afraid at first.

Wouldn’t Tristan throw her out?

would you be angry

maybe throw something

I was always anxious.

‘I did… .’

Wendy felt that a different emotion was sprouting in her fear.

I want to do better for him.

I want to help him.

I want to be recognized by him.

I want to be praised by him.

‘And… .’

I want to live for him.

Wendy looked at her master.

“Count… .”

There was no answer.

He must have been very tired.

Tristan reclined on the bench and seemed to be asleep.

Then his shoulder leaned towards her.

“Hick!?”

Tristan’s head rested on her lap.

“Bae, Countess… .”

I tried calling again, but there was still no answer.

Wendy froze on the spot.

It was an embarrassing situation for her.

There was something strange about being still like this.

It was even more difficult to wake him up by moving.

Above all, think about how you will appear in the eyes of others… .

“Ha ha… .”

Embarrassed, Wendy looked around for nothing.

It was night, so no one was watching them.

It was quiet.

As if there were only two people left in the world.

In terms of time, the moment that wasn’t that long has passed.

Sigh.

The carriage stopped.

Wendy felt that time was a bit harsh.

Unfortunately, it’s time to wake him up.

“Bae, Count… Looks like a carriage has arrived… ?”

There was no answer.

He seemed to be in a deep sleep, so he didn’t answer.

“Count… … .”

Wendy reluctantly laid her hand on him.

Something… It was warm.

wet… huh?

There was something on Wendy’s hand.

Reflected in the moonlight, it was bright red.

It was blood.

“Bae, Count?! blood, blood… !”

Wendy let out a shrieking scream.

The benches were already covered with blood.

The source was none other than the blood that flowed from Tristan’s lower abdomen.

It was an unimaginable injury.

Since when?!

In a rush, Wendy shook Tristan’s body, but he didn’t wake up.

The moment she saw his bloodless face, fear passed through Wendy.

“no… ! no way… ! Count… !”

Wendy cried out desperately, unaware that her hands were stained with blood.

“Hey, calm down! Count! please… !”

*

“It’s a big deal.”

Lucy Meikahel was sitting in the audience room.

With an infinitely haughty and arrogant attitude, and an attitude overflowing with the dignity of an emperor.

Beneath her throne was a tall man bent on one knee.

“Are you seriously hurt? Marco.”

“no. I am fine.”

Marco answered in a hard voice.

Lucy nodded.

“yes. If it were you, surely you would. But… .”

she said in a slightly subdued voice.

“The fact that you returned empty-handed must mean that something big happened. Am I right?”

“… … .”

Marco closed his eyes for a moment.

I was choosing the right words in my head.

Soon, his mouth opened.

“The Count knew. The fact that His Majesty is ‘two’.”

“… … Hmm.”

Lucy’s eyes widened.

“How amazing. Those who know that must be the very few among the very few.”

Lucy sighed.

That there was a crack in the loyalty of the servants who had no doubts.

More than anything else, that man’s words shook the imperial family like this.

“Is there an intruder… The imperial family can’t be at ease anymore.”

“your majesty. Don’t worry.”

Marco raised his head.

“I will protect your Majesty.”

“I am relieved to hear you say that. You are the one who never makes promises you cannot keep.”

Having said that, Lucy leaned back on the throne.

As if he had lived for a long time, he let out a long sigh.

“I will keep an eye on him.”

“no. done. Stop watching for the time being.”

Lucy wears a mask.

The silver deer’s antlers glistened in the moonlight.

“soon… I will meet him in person.”