“Jerard Abrams, who conspired to kill me, the rightful Count, will be executed. Arnold Dillon and Helena Abrams, who assisted in this wicked act, will be confined to the north tower, and Lili Dahlia is banished from Abrams’ lands effective immediately.”
Everything happened according to his will.
The soldiers immediately took Helena and Arnold to the north tower. Even till the last moment, Helena cursed Leonard and Cordelia, but no one heeded her words.
Instead, people talked about the valiant Craig Abrams, who bravely reclaimed his position amidst his stepmother’s threats.
As Leonard, Belruce, and Cordelia returned to their room, Belruce grumbled openly.
“Why spare them? It’s troublesome to silence them. It would have been easier to just kill them.”
“I never intended to kill them from the start.”
“Why decide that on your own?”
“If I really wanted to kill them, I wouldn’t have asked for your opinion. Right?”
Leonard stared at Cordelia thoughtfully.
She was right. Even in a secluded count’s house, if most of the family suddenly died, it would raise suspicions in the central authority. It wasn’t time yet to attract such attention.
Leonard was surprised that Cordelia read his mind and acted accordingly, just like she had deduced his identity as the head of the Atilei family from small clues. Cordelia’s ability to read situations was exceptional.
“You know well. But even if you had said to kill them, I would have done it.”
“Then all the more reason to keep them alive.”
“Why?”
“Death is too merciful. They should experience the hell I went through.”
“Now you sound like my disciple.”
Leonard looked at Cordelia with pride, which made Belruce anxious.
“I didn’t plan to just kill them either. I wanted to torture them as much as possible before their death.”
“Come on, Belruce. You haven’t suffered anything from those people.”
“Do I need a reason to kill? If I want to kill, I just do it.”
“…….”
Cordelia was a bit taken aback by Belruce’s matter-of-fact response. Though she hadn’t known him for long, one thing was clear.
He was completely insane.
“Anyway, thanks to Master’s clean handling, I can leave here without worries. I was concerned about what would happen if I divorced and sought revenge.”
“Why worry about that?” Leonard asked.
“It’s a concern. You’ll leave, but I have to stay here.”
“Why would you stay?”
“Then where should I go?”
“You should go. To the Wills Archipelago. More precisely, to the Lopel Wizardry.”
“Why should I go there?”
As the conversation progressed, more questions arose between them. Leonard said incredulously,
“Aren’t you my disciple?”
“Yes.”
“Then you should go. Wherever I go. There are proper procedures to follow.”
“Huh? I thought you’d just teach me magic and then we’d part ways.”
“What are you talking about? Don’t you know what it means to be a wizard’s disciple?”
Belruce, clearly exasperated, interjected. Cordelia, confused, blinked and then stuttered,
“Uh, um. Isn’t it someone who learns magic from a wizard? And once you’ve learned everything, you say ‘well done’ and go your separate ways.”
“What are you saying?”
“Isn’t it?”
Belruce spoke as if Cordelia was being absurd, causing her to shrink a bit. Leonard sighed deeply.
“You really don’t know anything about wizards? This is basic knowledge that any noble should know.”
“I’ve never met a wizard other than Master.”
“It’s one thing for me to be your first wizard, but even if you lived in the countryside, you should have received basic education.”
“What do you mean by basic education…?”
“Things like what a wizard is, what a Wizardry is, things like that.”
“Not at all. My father didn’t even want to teach me to read.”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
