Chapter 41 I'm going to dig up your ancestors' graves!
In Deya's villa, Lamia was sitting in the bathtub in the bathroom, soaking in warm water.

A pair of dried black stockings was thrown outside the bathtub.

She hugged her knees, enjoying the gentle peace.

I thought I would be disgusted.

But when it really happened, Lamia was surprised to find that she didn't feel disgusted at all.

Even...she actually had a faint sense of security.

After several years of experience in the Witch Cult, what Lamia lacks most is a sense of security.

But the sense of security that she had been pursuing was felt in that rather awful person.

Maybe... it's not bad to be with him?

The witch took a deep breath, raised her white arms from the water, and drops of water fell.

She reached forward with all her strength.

It seems like he is trying to grasp the security that he wants most.

……

The carriage drove along the streets of Abrana, heading straight to the royal palace in the first district.

The Cavendish family crest allowed him to enter the huge garden in front of the palace after some inspection.

In the center of the garden is a marble statue of the founder of Susaitani, and the statue is a never-ending fountain.

There are rows of horse-drawn carriages parked on both sides of the road, just like entering a luxury club in modern times and looking at the luxury cars at the door.

Nobles dressed in bright and beautiful clothes stepped gracefully from their carriages and entered the antechamber of the palace under the guidance of the waiters.

Deya was wearing an aristocratic dress with white lining like ruffles on the cuffs.

This looked a bit feminine in Deya, but all the noble dresses were almost of similar style.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and his hair was combed meticulously.

He was also holding a small wooden box covered with patterns, which looked very expensive.

Deya's travel outfit is a little strange.

But people didn't take it seriously when they saw it, they just thought it was Deya's habit.

Entering the antechamber, the royal palace was extremely luxurious, with nobles chatting everywhere.

This is a social interaction based on human relationships.

Deya nodded gracefully to the nobles whom he either knew or had never heard of.

Not long after.

He saw his father.

My father's position was rather awkward, as the parliamentary nobles were talking together.

The Earl of Cavendish was supposed to join them.

But those people completely disliked him and instead treated him as an enemy.

Most of the dukes should have been with the king at this time, and Earl Cavendish had no chance to communicate with them.

The only person who was talking to the Earl was a burly man with blond hair.

Deya looked at the golden lion embroidered on the other person's clothes and knew that this was the Duke of Campbell.

Earl Cavendish also met Deya.

He nodded slightly at Deya, but did not come over to communicate with him.

"The Cavendish family is in a bad situation indeed. Fence-sitters are the most hated."

Deya muttered to himself.

The Cavendish family and the king's faction can never get along because their interests are conflicting.

But people with the same interests think that their family are traitors.

So they had to abandon the king's faction.

"Is that your son?"

Duke Campbell glanced at Deya who was not far away.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke."

“You have two wonderful sons.”

"Compared to your Alfred, they are far inferior."

Lord Cavendish modestly said

On the other side, just as Deya was thinking, greetings came from the nobles beside him.

Some people looked at him with ambiguous or jealous eyes.

"your Highness!"

"Hello, Princess."

"..."

A woman wearing a gorgeous long dress and with long golden hair was walking towards Deya.

The girl has an oval face, her hair is tied up, and she wears a beautiful and luxurious jewel necklace. She holds her head high like a proud swan.

After putting on makeup, she can be called a beauty.

No wonder the original 'Deya' was so obsessed with her.

"Honey, you're here."

The kingdom's third princess, Princess Theresa, came to Deya, smiled sweetly and took his arm.

To outsiders, the two seemed to be in love. Under the gazes of the crowd, Deya was pulled aside by Princess Teresa.

When no one was paying attention, Theresa immediately let go of Deya's arm, her face darkened, and she said angrily:

"Did you forget something?"

"Hmm? What did I forget?"

Deya was a little confused.

Teresa became even more angry when she saw this. She said word by word:
"Didn't I tell you to send me your money every month?"

Deya was stunned for a moment.

He recalled carefully and finally found what Teresa said from his memory.

In the past, 'Deya', at Theresa's request, sent the pocket money given to him by Earl Cavendish to Theresa every month.

And in order not to make Theresa angry, he did as he was told.

He is simply an ATM slave.

Hey!
What a dog licker!
No wonder I found I had no private money after traveling here.

You know, Earl Cavendish is very generous to his family.

At first he thought that the original body was too extravagant, but he didn't expect that he was actually a bootlicker!
"You are a princess, and you are still short of money?"

Deya was a little confused.

“How can a princess not be short of money? My father has a certain amount of pocket money for me every month. The Narpo Empire has so many cosmetics, jewelry, and beautiful bags.

If I go to the salon without them, I won't know how those women will laugh at me. Do you want to see me laugh at you?"

Theresa counted on her fingers for Deya. Seeing that Deya didn't care, she spoke sharply, suppressing her anger and whispering:
"What's your attitude? You're not willing to pay me? And you keep saying you like me, but is your love so cheap?
I am a princess after all. If it weren't for my father's request, do you think I would be willing to marry a country noble like you and live with you in Cavendish County?

You should thank the goddess for her gift."

"Okay, Your Highness Theresa, I will send you the money next month."

Deya decided to calm the other party down first, as he had something else he needed the princess' help with.

Seeing Deya's attitude, Teresa's expression finally improved a little.

But she was also a little strange.

In the past, Deya should have been timid and submissive, trying to please her, but why is he so calm today?

At this moment, Teresa's eyes suddenly lit up and a tall man was walking towards her.

He has short golden hair as bright as the sun, a handsome face and a gentle smile on his face, which makes people unable to help but stare at him.

He was the Duke of Campbell’s eldest son, Alfred Campbell, who had chatted with Deya’s father before.

"Greetings, Lord Campbell."

Theresa immediately left Deya behind and went forward.

"Hello, Your Highness Theresa. You are so beautiful today, as dazzling as a pearl in the deep sea."

Alfred meets Theresa.

Seeing that the other party was too close, he took a step back imperceptibly, keeping a safe distance.

Hearing Alfred's praise, Theresa's eyes narrowed into crescents and her smile became even sweeter.

It was completely different from the fake smile he had given Deya before.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Cavendish."

Alfred Campbell came up to Deya and shook hands with him.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Campbell. You can just call me by my first name."

Deya looked at the yellow-haired man in front of him and murmured to himself, am I the victim?
“Then you should just call me by my name. You seem to be a little different from what the rumors say. Sorry, I’m not saying anything bad about you.

I just heard that you were a very shy person, but when I met you today, I found that you are actually very cheerful. "

Alfred said in a gentle tone.

"Don't trust rumors from the outside world. You have to see some things with your own eyes to be sure of them."

"You are right, Deya... I have something else to do with my father, so I won't bother you two any more. Please allow me to take my leave."

Alfred performed a noble salute gracefully, apologized to Deya and Theresa, and left.

Theresa's eyes lingered on his back.

After the other party left, he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and said to Deya with a cold face, "

"Look at how good other people are at speaking, and then look at you, you can't even praise others.

Alfred is the eldest son of Grand Duke Campbell and will inherit the dukedom and territory in the future.

He is still working in the Inquisition of the Church of Dawn, and his future is limitless.

And what about you? You have achieved nothing so far, and at most you can study at a financial university.

You don't even have the right to inherit the title, how can you compare to him?

I am a princess who married you, and you still dare to forget what I said."

Deya suppressed the urge to slap the other person and said, "Are you trying to PUA me?"
This trick only works on turtle men!

But he still smiled and said:

"Teresa, can you take me somewhere?"

"Where?"

"I want to visit the cemetery in the palace."

Stop talking nonsense, I’m going to dig up your ancestors’ graves!

(End of this chapter)