EIITAB - Chapter 120 < Dare, To My Woman >

EIITAB - Chapter 120 < Dare, To My Woman >

Even if it is Trampled and Broken

Before Aslan could finish speaking, Dulcinea shook her head indiscriminately.

Her finely combed hair had long since become matted and scattered. 

"It's not mine. I don't know anything like that." 

Dulcinea started a belated denial with a face that seemed pitiful to anyone, but unfortunately, no one in the room believed her. That was because she had already tried to hide the container containing the herb several times so Aslan would not see it. 

Aslan opened his mouth quietly in a voice that seemed to be issuing a sentence. 

"Privately, the late Count Penlot was my teacher, and publicly, he was the most loyal vassal of the late Duke of Kalathi." 

The voices that were talking quietly about Dulcinea's behavior stopped for a moment. In this brief, only one person. Only Aslan had a calm face. 

"Count Penlot and his wife worked hard to help my father, Wayne Kalathi, protect the territory's residents from the monsters that surged with the Great War." 

Due to Wayne's injury during the Great War, the cordon was withdrawn to the moat of Kalathi Castle. At that time, on behalf of Wayne, who was on the verge of death, it was Count Penlot and his wife who encouraged the knights and the territory and fought until the end. 

However, they fought too far ahead, and because of that, they suffered serious injuries from the demonic beasts. The story of the Butcher, the famous Count of Penlot, was known to everyone who was born and raised in Kalathi. 

Aslan continued. Although he basically maintained an expressionless expression, he could not erase the despair that appeared at first glance. This is why the events of the Great Patriotic War left a great scar on all northerners who had to lose their precious people. 

Aslan took in his trembling breath and comforted himself. 

"I did not intend to forget Count Penlot's hard work and gratitude. So, I wanted to take responsibility for and take care of Dulcinea, the daughter of Count Penlot. In fact, they provided quite a few conveniences." 

Dulcinea whimpered, her tears hanging down. But Aslan did not stop talking. 

"But now, is this a repayment for the faithfulness I showed to Penlot?" 

"Ah, Aslan....." 

"You tried to poison my wife, your Lord, and even got the poison you used for it from her southern bastards." 

The more Aslan thought about it, the more he burst out laughing. At that moment, Dulcinea's knees buckled, and her body collapsed. She was already aware of the fact that she had been using the names of her deceased parents as a shield to play a foolish role in her all this time. She also knew that rather than being seen as a reason by Aslan, she was just another responsibility he had to shoulder. 

< On behalf of Count Penlot, I will protect you from now on. >

She knew that the promise Aslan made to her on the day of her parents' funeral did not mean that he would have a woman by his side, but she deliberately pretended not to know and interpreted it as she pleased. This was because she thought it would be good if she could become a special person to Aslan. 

But now Dulcinea instinctively realized that her parents' names and her own family lineage could no longer serve as a shield to stop Aslan's wrath. That's why her body began to tremble like a cross-eyed tree. 

Aslan coldly glanced at Dulcinea's devastated face and said, 

"Dulcinea, don't even think about turning away. Hestia hasn't eaten anything besides the tea you gave her recently. And this thing I found in your room." 

Aslan threw her empty tea canister in front of her. Dulcinea trembled.

"Ah, Aslan. I am....I mean...." 

Seeing her fright, Aslan took a large step towards her, narrowed the distance, looked down with indifferent eyes and asked. 

"Why did you do that?"

 "W-what?" 

Dulcinea tried to stick out her flippers, but Dulcinea burst into tears again. It was because she felt that Aslan was so cruel to her. 

What kind of woman is that! She wished she had been by his side much longer! 

She cried out in agony as if she had become a child. 

"Why are you doing this to me?" 

The fact that the knights and servants of the castle were watching her in this room no longer mattered. 

"Aslan! Why on earth are you getting so heated? Do you really love her or what? It's not like Aslan at all." 

At that moment, Aslan seemed to lose his senses. 

"I love her? Did I look like that?" 

A chilling voice came out from his lips. The energy was not lost at all. 

"Ah, Aslan." 

The sound of teeth grinding could be heard from inside his mouth.

Aslan spoke fiercely, as if he were tearing apart tough meat. 

"Then you shouldn't have touched that woman. Unless you wants to die." 

Aslan took a deep breath as if he was quite shocked and asked coldly again.

"How could you do this? How dare you take my woman?" 

The most unpleasant words began to pour out of Aslan's mouth. These were things that Dulcinea had been ignoring, pretending not to know. The wet blue eyes had long since lost focus. Dulcinea, who was sobbing several times and trying to hold back her tears, suddenly fell flat at Aslan's feet. 

Then she grabbed Aslan's trouser legs and gasped. 

"Ah, Aslan. Don't abandon me. Huh? Don't abandon me, Aslan." 

A miserable courtship followed, 

"I love you. You know. You know." 

Of course, it didn't reach anyone's heart. The moment the word 'love' came out of Dulcinea's lips. Aslan bent one knee and lowered his body. 

"Dulcinea." 

A soft voice that didn't seem angry at all fell over her head. 

"You say you love me." 

Dulcinea was momentarily mistaken. Because Aslan doesn't care about her. As expected, seeing her cry made him feel weak, so he might forgive her this time too. 

Filled with such expectations, Dulcinea lifted her tear-stained face. 

"Aslan....." 

But what reached the end of her gaze, filled with tears... All she had were cold golden eyes that had lost their warmth. If she could, she wanted to avoid it right now. Just when she was about to shake her head again due to that instinct, Aslan stretched out his hand to her. 

"You know what?" 

He grabbed Dulcinea's chin and held her in place so that she could not look anywhere. 

"Because of your damn mind." 

"Aslan..." 

"Hestia ended up like that." 

"...." 

"I'm so angry." 

At that moment, Dulcinea's expression, no, her heart completely collapsed. She knew for a long time that his heart wasn't hers, but on the other hand, she thought he would never turn to anyone else. 

"Uh, How....... Sigh." 

But at this moment, Dulcinea realized that it was arrogance. 

"The promise I made to you ends here, Dulcinea." 

The woman's body seemed so small that he could no longer say anything and was like a sister who could only cry. However, he did not feel any pity for her. 

"You shouldn't have touched mine." 

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand that was holding the tip of Dulcinea's chin. Her face fell helplessly, and Aslan brushed off his hand without hesitation, as if he had touched something dirty, and stood up from his seat. 

"I will take action." 

As he took a deep breath, his wide ribcage tightened. 

"Reap the castle of Penlot from Dulcinea Penlot." 

The sound of inhaling breath could be heard here and there. That meant depriving Dulcinea of her noble status and erasing Penlot from the vassal family of the Duke of Kalathi. The employees watched and whispered. 

"Is it okay to do this?" 

"If you look at the circumstances, it would be wiser to let her live... Ugh, I don't know either." 

There were small rustling noises here and there, like the sound of ants crawling. At this time, when everyone was agitated, only Aslan continued to speak without losing his cool until the end. 

"The criminal who attempted to poison the Duchess is moving to the North Tower as of this time. I will not allow anyone to contact her until there is a separate order." 

Aslan completely took his eyes off Dulcinea and then looked at his subordinate. 

"And Dean." 

"Yes? Yes, Your Excellency." 

"You take responsibility for investigating Dulcinea. For what purpose was it intended to poison Duchess Kalathi, where did the poison come from, and with which of the Southerners did she come in contact? What was handed over in return for the transaction and what was disclosed, everything, without leaving out even a single personal detail." 

The weight of the young charges was significant in every word he uttered. Sensing the gravity of the matter, Dean dutifully bowed his head. 

"I understand, Your Excellency. I will follow your orders and conduct the investigation without any disruption." 

"And after the investigation is over, the guilty person is expelled from Kalathi Castle." 

"OMG." 

"There is no need for me to protect someone who was not loyal to her Lord's family and instead tried to harm them."

It was a question, but it was also like a warning to everyone. Aslan turned around as soon as he finished speaking as if he would never change his mind. 

"Aslan!" 

Dulcinea's blood-curdling scream followed him, but Aslan did not turn around. 

"Get arrested." 

Dean gestured to his men with mixed feelings, and only then did the knights move. They grabbed Dulcinea's arms, and she began to rebel again. 

"No! I'm not going out! My room is here!"

But no one felt sorry for her anymore. Dulcinea was forcibly raised by the knights and imprisoned in the North Tower. 

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