Michael asked Leticia seriously as she returned to his side.
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"Did Mrs. Winston really kill her husband's illegitimate child?"
"She wouldn't be that kind of person."
"But why?"
Leticia smiled brightly.
"It's fun."
"Do you know that sometimes I feel a little crazy?"
"It's because they were oppressed at home. Children who grow up oppressed by patriarchal fathers end up doing crazy things outside. It's proof that their home education was wrong."
Leticia finished chewing and swallowing her cornbread and picked up her wooden sword.
"Go, Master."
The more polite her attitude became as soon as she picked up the wooden sword, the more bizarre it was.
Michael taught Leticia in the empty lot behind the settlement.
What he teaches is not swordsmanship with a knightly spirit, but street swordsmanship that is messy but tenacious in protecting one's body and taking down one's opponent.
It was a swordsmanship that suited Leticia perfectly. She had little interest in fighting fairly. She tended to think that if she won, that was it.
After a while of teaching, Michael asked Leticia a question.
"Are you really going to follow Mrs. Winston?"
"I decided to do that."
Leticia turned around and blocked Michael's sword. It was quite a nimble move.
"Is that decision made for fun?"
Michael narrowed his eyes and lightly struck Leticia's sword away.
Leticia snorted.
"Mrs. Winston is not a funny person. She is a trustworthy person."
It was an unexpected answer.
Leticia, who is very interested in gossip and loves to pick fights and taunt others, promised loyalty to a boring person.
"I didn't know you could hang out with boring people."
"You didn't know?"
Leticia pointed the tip of her sword at Michael.
"Does it suit you too?"
Michael paused.
Mrs. Winston is the same as you?
The Leticia Michael knew was quick-witted and intelligent.
With that intelligence, she was able to figure out where to lie down properly.
She's also good at picking out trustworthy people.
Michael made his judgment about Bridhet based on Leticia's actions.
'She seems like a pretty nice guy.'
In that case, he thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to wait and see for a bit.
Recently, Michael found out that Bridget had planted someone to investigate him.
Michael recalled the heads of the nobles hanging above the gate.
He thought that maybe Bridget was the one who could give him what he wanted.
***
Meanwhile, Isaac, who was kicked out of the palace, met Josh at a bar.
Count Nicholas had long been spat out on Bridget for not knowing anything about her.
Other nobles would always ask Isaac to lend them money whenever they had the chance.
So, when he wanted to vent like this, the only person he could find to do so was Josh.
"Your sister is truly heartless! How can a person be like that?"
"I'm sorry. I raised my younger sibling wrong. When my father passed away, I asked her if she would come back, and she did..."
Josh sighed deeply as if he had no face.
Isaac took a sip of his drink, grumbling.
"I hope Bridget didn't really do anything to Eli. Bridget's maid scared me."
"Hey, I don't think so. But you know Bridget isn't that cruel."
"Yes?"
"Yes, yes."
Isaac sighed in relief.
Josh was right. Bridget may seem angry and cold on the outside, but if you dig deep, you'll find that she has a soft side.
'I can tell just by looking at the fact that you kicked me out and don't want to see me, but you still don't block my entry into the palace.'
Isaac thought that Bridget had feelings for him too.
Josh also believed that no matter how much Bridget said she would not pay back the debt or cut ties with her family, she would not do it.
Deep down, he was thinking to himself that Bridget would repay his debt to Isaac.
'Bridget is not the kind of person to let her family be ruined if she still keeps the fact that I was the one who sold Julian Blake a secret.'
Isaac and Josh were relieved, thinking similar thoughts.
Then Isaac grabbed his stomach and said.
"Ugh!"
It was because he was drinking alcohol while having difficulty swallowing food due to a stomach problem.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Oh my, my stomach! Oh my! It's all because of Bridget! Oh my!"
The waiters gathered around to see how much Isaac was joking around.
This was a high-class bar where nobles gathered.
A person leaving the bar at the noise made by Isaac inadvertently turned his head and looked at Isaac and Josh.
"Hmm?"
The man wearing the robe turned inside out was the Duke of Linchester.
He had briefly entered the capital on Penelope's business and was on his way back after meeting someone in a special room at a tavern.
He quickly recognized the familiar face.
'That man...'
He suddenly said. "Ha!" and laughed heartily.
'That guy was still in the capital?'
The Duke of Linchester knew that they were Bridget's husband and brother.
The Duke of Linchester did not forget the face of Josh, who had come to sell him the information that his sister and Julian were secretly meeting in an abandoned warehouse.
'He's alive. She's even walking around the capital and hanging out with that woman's husband? That means...'
The Duke of Linchester's eyes flashed.
'Julian doesn't know who sold him out'
The calculation was completed quickly.
'That girl turned it all upside down.'
Let's say that the betrayal of a woman you love was covered up with love, even if you make a hundred concessions.
Of course, the Duke of Linchester could not understand such a great love, but he thought that if Julian was a pathetic fool who was blinded by love, then it could be so.
But no matter how blinded by love he was, if he had known that the real traitor was the woman's older brother, he would not have left her alone like that.
At the very least, he should have been imprisoned or exiled. That would have been ridiculously lenient.
But there was no other way to explain why he was spending time in the capital's bar in broad daylight than to say that Julian didn't know.
'Huh...?'
Bridget protects Josh.
'It's fun, it's fun.'
The Duke of Linchester's mouth was torn open.
***
Isaac was riding in a carriage to a small town not far from the capital.
He was still dumbfounded.
'The Duke of Linchester would do me such a favor.'
The Duke of Linchester sent a man to tell her that he had found out too late what the nanny he had introduced had done and that he would take responsibility for it.
Then, shortly after, he told him where Eli was and gave him the address.
Isaac was impressed.
'I didn't know he was such a good person.'
The helping hand extended when all sorts of bad situations arise is something special.
Isaac also knew that Bridget had taken the place of the Duke of Linchester's political enemy.
However, he could not refuse the goodwill of the Duke of Linchester, who had helped him and wanted to take responsibility for the matter he had been involved in.
First of all, if he goes to the address he gave him. Eli is there!
Isaac decided to see Eli to see if what the Duke of Linchester said was true or not.
So when he arrived at the address the Duke had given him.
"Eli!"
Isaac noticed Eli being carried by a girl and ran towards him.
The place where Eli was was an ordinary commoner's house.
But to him, it seemed like a den of beggars.
'Hiding Eli in such a dirty and shabby place! Bridget is really going too far.'
With that thought, he lifted Eli up.
The girl who was hanging the laundry suddenly felt an empty feeling in her back and grabbed the baby in surprise.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this?"
"You can't let this go? With your dirty hands!"
Isaac pushed the nagging girl away.
The girl rolled on the floor and screamed.
"He's my cousin! Why are you doing this!"
"Where did you get such a shameless lie!"
"Ouch!"
Isaac kicked the girl who was holding onto his trouser leg away.
Eli, who was shaken back and forth in the rough situation, cried loudly.
"Wah... wah!"
"It's okay, Eli. Daddy's here. Let's go home now."
Isaac climbed into the carriage carrying Eli.
In the house where Eli was staying, the adults were nowhere to be seen, and no one came out to see the commotion.
Isaac took Eli and left.
He felt he owed a great debt to the Duke of Linchester.
In this way, a bridge was built between Isaac and the Duke of Linchester.
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