Chapter 110

At that heartless word, Annette lowered her trembling eyes. He was thinking of leaving Lafel anyway, but when he heard the word divorce, he felt like he was going to break down. Seeing Annette like that, Allamand gave a disapproving look.

“You don't really believe that he'll be on your side, do you? He's the king's dog! He said that if he hadn't been king in the first place, he wouldn't even have been recognized. So I can't choose you. If I do, I'll lose everything I hold! What kind of guy wants to go back to the gutter where I was born?”

Allah Mand's every word pierced his chest like a dagger. Annette clutched her chest and gasped for his breath. Suddenly, I remembered what Rafel had said before. , But he was grateful, he said.

Tears flowed incessantly from Annette's eyes to her.The foolish hound would have believed in its owner even before he died.Not knowing that he had a knife hidden behind his back his,he would come wagging his tail his when his name his she was called.

'I can't let him die like that.'

Tears finally fell from Annette's eyes as she bit her lip. Now all that he had to say with his father his was over. She got up to go back to her house her. She felt as though she would have to go home as soon as possible and see Lapel's face his.

Allamand did not bother to dissuade Annette.I just clicked my tongue at Annette's stubbornness that didn't seem to give up on Lapel.As she turned to leave her room,Allah Mand asked an out-of-the-box question from behind her .As if I just remembered.

“How are you feeling these days?”

“… It's okay. I am constantly paying attention.”

“That's it.”

After looking Annette up and down, Allamand finally looked away. He took out a new cigar and put it in his mouth, his face looking bored. Annette, who was about to turn away, strangely felt that his question bothered her. To ignore her own foreseeing her, asked her father her.

“Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”

“King Celgratis was once a warrior who held a sword and submitted the remnants of Letan. But that too has changed a lot over time. The king's sword took shape as a secret trap, and violence as a cunning trick.”

Instead of answering her question, Allah Mandha suddenly brought up her story about the King.But he was never a talker.Annette, knowing this well, focused on her father's next words her to her.

“Right now, the field the king is most interested in and investing in is drug manufacturing. Thanks to that, the aftermath is also affecting ordinary citizens, and various cheap drugs are overflowing. Thanks to that, the back alleys in the capital have been ruined.”

Annette, who had been to Grouty No. 4 recently, she immediately understood what he meant. Most of the poor there were addicted to drugs, and Annette was also mistaken for a drug dealer. Grinded with pale lips.

“Don't forget, my daughter. The moment she felt sick, it was already too late.”

* * *

Meanwhile, at that time, Rafel was also meeting Hamilton. Her conversation her with him, as usual, began with strong liquor and fruit cheese. Hamilton, who tossed a piece of smoked ham into her mouth her, grabbed her stomach and gave a chuckle He was listening with interest to his full story about Rafel's confession his at dinner. Upon hearing Annette's answer to this, Hamilton's feelings his were simple and clear.

“Then it's tea.”

“It's not like that.”

“No, no matter who sees it, it was a car!”

“You said no, inspiration!!”

Rafel, who was stabbed in a sore spot, jumped up from his seat because he couldn't overcome his anger. Her mind her was already gripping Hamilton by the collar and shaking it. She was even more angry with her, especially when she saw the sneer on Hamilton's face as she ran her fingertips through her manipulated mustache his. He was playing on top of the male lapel's head.

Lapel struggled to hold back his bubbling stomach and sat back down.He was out of his temper now.Hamilton is also his benefactor his, and today I had to ask him something.Lapel, who rubbed his temple annoyingly, spat out.

“Annette is very defensive right now. He seems to think this is not the place to be. I don't know when he will say he's leaving.”

“Tsk tsk, even if you're nice to me when you're like that. If a man is really ugly, will he be abandoned?”

Hamilton giggled, making fun of the troubled Lapel. I couldn't miss this opportunity to make fun of Lapel, who had grown up as a boy who wasn't cute before I knew it. Spot.

“You speak as if you are not. Being abandoned by each other.”

It was. When Hamilton was young, he did various things as the king's henchman. It gave her wealth and her honor her, but in return he lost her forever by not paying her attention to her lover her. Even now, having become an elderly gentleman thanks to him, Hamilton was single. Hamilton, who was well struck back by Raffel, threw a piece of cheese at him.

“Yes, he looks like Goyan!! Let's see where If I ever see Miss Annette again, I'll even look for a ship to run away from you right away. Yes Ioom!!”

Lapel grinned as he easily dodged the cheese slices by tilting his head slightly. No, he was trying to laugh. But when he heard that Annette was running away, the corners of his mouth hardened. His face, spoke involuntarily.

“She doesn't believe that I love her. Here she thinks His Majesty hates her too. I don't know why you think that way.”

“… Right. It sure is strange.”

Hamilton answered a beat later than usual. Rafel felt a strange sense of dissimilarity in that answer and looked back at him. It was a relationship they had for a long time. He knew Hamilton just as well as Hamilton knew Lapel. I couldn't fully understand what he was thinking, but I could guess.

“What is that silence just now, inspiration? Suspicious.”

“Well? Rather than that, why don't you finish talking about that confession earlier? What did Miss Annette do after that?”

Hamilton spoke in a soft tone. Lafel, who is not good at interpersonal relationships, was usually prone to this kind of trick. He had to stick with it to the end. His beastly sixth sense was sending an unknown warning.

“If you know anything, tell me quickly, old man. Really? That her Majesty hates her?”

Lapel, who furrowed his eyebrows fiercely, approached his nose. But Hamilton deftly put a piece of ham into his mouth as if he didn't know what to say. Thanks to that, Lapel, who had become even more savage, bent over his waist and looked down at him.

“Say it! Why the hell does His Majesty hate Annette? It was none other than Her Majesty her who forced me to marry her her and her so much of her. What kind of trick is she playing?”

Hamilton made no reply. He tilted the glass as calmly as if the lapel was invisible. He drenched his lips in the fragrant amber liquid from the finest crystal goblet.

With Hamilton showing no sign of opening his mouth, Lapel decided to throw in one by one as soon as he could think of it.I didn't know if I was lucky enough to get one.A myriad of speculations popped up in Rafel's head like clouds.

“Is Annette's family a problem? It seems that the Duke of Bavaria has shown some disrespectful behavior lately? There's no way I'd hate her otherwise! Annette is a woman who won't kill even a single ant!!”

“Well, sure Miss Annette might be harmless. But what if we went back to his father her? Things will be completely different.”

Finally Hamilton put down his glass and opened his mouth. It was an ambiguous answer, as if he had no intention of telling everything yet. Rafel, who frowned at this, immediately refused.

“Certainly the Duke of Bavaria is an annoying person. Although he is my father-in-law, I have no objection to that. But isn't that family essential to Deltium? Bavaria is a prestigious school that has existed for a very long time, and it is nothing short of a pillar of the country. He is also the head of the aristocratic faction.”

“Yes, surely someone needs to represent the nobles. Currently, the biggest axis of this country is definitely the aristocracy. But the representative doesn't have to be the Duke of Bavaria. Isn't it?”

“… What does that mean? You don't have to be a Bayern, then?”

Lapel asked sharply.But Hamilton seemed unwilling to give any further hints.Beneath his perfect mustache his his, his lips his curled into a graceful smile.The moment he saw that smile, Rafel realized..

Like a blind man, he was the only one who didn't know anything. Noticing this, the nervous Lafel urged Hamilton again.

“Tell me. With that said, is Your Majesty intending to spur the House of Bavaria?”

“You know Nandle? A little lower than You're blinding me.”

Hamilton away the lapel as if he was annoyed at the constant baptism of questions. He acted innocently, as if removing a large dog that was clinging to him. Was Lapel who had her foot her on the armrest of the sofa on which Hamilton was sitting, thrusting into his face her and growing.

“You know my personality, inspiration? If you want to be released, tell me quickly. Surely, even now that he has retired, he is still mistaken for the king's henchman, isn't he? In a situation where you are already in trouble, put away that kind of loyalty.”

“It's like this Goyan guy!! Take a look at that horse without a burlap! Don't you get out of the way?!”

Hamilton finally got angry and swung the cane in his hand wildly, forcing Lapel to retreat. I've been watching you since I was young, and I, with that temper. Saying that he was pitiful.

An angry Hamilton shut his mouth and jumped up from the couch. I was going to leave the room like this. Of course, I was angry at Rafel's pushy attitude of his, but the questions he was pouring out now were overly sensitive. , Hamilton, at least once one of the king's henchmen, found it very difficult to answer these questions.

“Where are you going? I don't think you'll go anywhere until you answer the question.”

But Hamilton was overly underestimating Lapel.He used his large size to deftly push Hamilton against the wall.And he bangs the wall with one arm!And he was struck, blocking the road so that Hamilton could not go anywhere.

Hamilton's pupils shook violently when he was subjected to the 'wall hitting' that he had only heard about at this age.

“This, this madman is for real!!!”