(Renée’s POV)

‘Proposal? Is he talking about a marriage proposal?’

“Come on, why did you suddenly bring that up! It was in the past…”

“You’re the one who’s being rude with the past in mind, Count Sirius. The reason you are insulting this child now is that you still have a grudge about what happened three years ago.”

The more I listened to Reden’s words, the more shocked I was. I had no idea exactly how old that man was, but he seemed to be at least twenty years older than me.

But he proposed to Renée Blair three years ago and got rejected, so that’s the reason why he’s being rude right now?

‘Even three years ago, Renée Blair was just a minor!’

It came to mind naturally about what the Count said of an old nobleman.

‘So the old nobleman that he was talking about, was about himself.’ 

The Count who spoke as if it were someone else’s story, was very arrogant in every sense.

Then he started retorting back.

“It’s not about that! It’s just that… Other people might have misunderstood…”

“I’m not stupid, Count. I don’t know what kind of vulgar things that you’re saying about this child behind my back, so stop lying.”

At Reden’s cold voice, the Count tried to say something again, but he paused and looked around.

At his reaction, I unconsciously looked around as well. Now the nobles were watching us openly.

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Reden also noticed that we are now getting too much attention, so he closed his eyes and sighed.

“That’s enough, I will stop this now. But I hope this won’t happen again.”

Reden stopped the argument to avoid getting more attention. But then, he pointed towards the staff to completely change the topic.

“There’s something I wanted to ask you more than that, about your staff….”

Reden was not able to finish his words. Because the Count suddenly bowed his head and trembled as if he was hurting. 

‘What’s happening?’

Unknowingly, I moved behind Reden’s back at his slightly bizarre appearance.

“Again, again, again…you always put me to shame in crowded places…”

The Count’s strange behavior intensified the reaction of the nobles. He murmured quickly.

“Now that I’m trying to get my face back… I’m ruined again… Why? I did what I was told to do, but why? Why? Why?”

(pr/n: ayo stop being so sus)

Reden also felt that something was strange, that’s why he did not continue his words earlier. He just stood still as he observed the Count’s behavior.

‘He seemed kind of dangerous, should we just avoid him?’

But before we could move, the Count suddenly stopped his muttering and raised his head at once.

Strangely, those two black eyes were looking precisely at me.

“It’s all because of you.”

“Wait, what?”

“It’s all because of you! If only you hadn’t shamed me three years ago!”

‘What is he saying now? Is it about how Renée Blair rejected his marriage proposal?’

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The Count finally slammed his staff into the floor. The nobles started to move away with a face as if they’re seeing a crazy person. Either way, the Count stared at me fiercely as if he was going to kill me.

‘Why did it suddenly change like this?’ 

The absurd feeling quickly turned into fear. The trembling of the Count’s hand with the staff looked as if he was going to swing it at any moment.

“I can hear all of your whispers! I know that you are all talking about me!”

The Count, who was very anxious, swung his staff and threatened those around him. Then the nobles started talking about whether they should call the guards.

Only Reden didn’t care and took a step closer to him.

“Count, please calm down…”

“Shut up! Shut up! Don’t give me orders!”

The Count’s voice was strangely resounding. It sounded like two voices mixed.

At this rate, I was worried that he would lose it, so I quickly grabbed Reden’s robe. Had it not been for Reden to go one step closer to the Count and escape from my grasp.

As Reden approached, the vigilant Count raised his staff in the air.

At that moment, I had the illusion that everything was slowing down. The cane held up in the air was visible.

A large black gem was attached to the handle of the black staff. The black jewel squealed as if it would swallow every single point of light.

‘No, this can’t be.’

Reden can’t be hit with that thing.

That was the only thought running through my mind. My legs moved forward at will, blocking Reden at some point as if hiding him behind me.

Naturally, the cane headed right through me.

And I grabbed the cane without realizing it.

In a ridiculous and very easy way.

“········”.

A silence that is as cold as death came.

The surroundings, which had been noisy at the Count’s riot, shut their mouths in amazement when I gently grabbed the staff.

‘Of course, I was surprised too. But what surprised me the most about the amount of strength that the Count used….

Didn’t he swing the staff with all his might?’

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At this rate, a thought came to mind that even if Reden had been hit, it would hurt him that much.

“Ugh…”

At that time, the Count looked very surprised at what was happening, because he tried to pull the staff that I was holding until his face became beet red. 

But the staff in my hand remained motionless.

‘Look at that… How weak you can be, that you can’t even pull the staff away from me.’

Feeling sorry for him, I looked at him with pitying eyes, and then gently pulled his staff. The Count then stumbled.

“This is dangerous, so put this down.”

“Let go of it?”

“Are you going to swing your staff again? It’s dangerous, so let it go first.”

I pulled the staff again for him to release his hold, but the Count never gave up, even if he stumbled. That’s when I started to wonder what the hell is this staff for.

‘Since he did not intend to let go of it ever since I took a hold of it… Could it be something very valuable?’

I felt even more sorry for him, then I started thinking about whether I should let it go. Then someone grabbed my forearm. It was Reden.

“Let it go. Do you have any idea what that thing is?”

“Why? As expected, is this a heirloom? Or is it a rare treasure in this world…?”

“What? Forget it. Just let go.”

Reden suddenly made a serious face that scared me, so I let go of the staff right away.

But I shouldn’t have done that. No, at least I should have told the Count first that I was going to let it go. Because as soon as I let go, the Count, who was pulling as hard as he could, staggered backward due to the recoil.

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I wish it had stopped there, but it didn’t. The Count, who was unable to overcome his strength, stumbled backward and eventually tripped on his own feet then was finally thrown into something.

Crash–

The sound of something being smashed and crushed rang out clearly. Surprised by the unexpected situation, I immediately covered my mouth with both hands.

At that moment, a sound pierced my ears.

Ting.

The Last Mission of the Day Succeeded!

-Reward 100 Gold-

‘It was… The place where the man fell was none other than the table where the cake was.’

-ˏˋ ━━━━━━ ʚɞ ━━━━━━ ˊˎ-

(3rd Person POV)

There was one reason why the vain Count Sirius approached her, who was known as a villain in the kingdom. Because if he managed to make that woman kneel under him, a lot of people would finally notice him.

But, unexpectedly, the woman didn’t do anything so-called crazy and even smiled at him as if she was enjoying his company. So Count Sirius changed his mind and grew greedy.

‘Oh, if only I could connect with the Marquis family. If only I could have this little one as my wife.’

Without thinking twice, the Count hosted a great banquet. He was going to propose to her in front of many nobles. He had no doubts that she would accept his proposal.

But what was the answer?

Acceptance? Rejection?

It wasn’t either of them.

She smiled as she looked down at him, covering her mouth with a fan.

“You dare to ask me to marry you? Do you think you can handle me?”

It was an obvious mockery.

His eyes widened and his blood vessels increased could probably be the perfect words to describe him at that time.

Only then did Count Sirius realize that rather than making her kneel, he wanted her to be done for good.

‘Just what kind of disgrace is this?’

Blinded by anger, the Count rushed to her without the thought of restoring even a little bit of his dignity. However, it was he who was thrown out for some reason. It was on top of the cake that he had chosen for himself.

‘How have I been since then? Everywhere I went, it seemed as if everyone was talking about me. That’s why I locked myself up.’

But today, three years later, Count Sirius was again thrown on the cake just like that day.

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‘Why? I just did what this staff told me to do! I’m sure everyone said they couldn’t ignore it! But why….’

Count Sirius, unable to get up, clung to his staff tightly and cried out to himself.

Strangely, everything started because of that black staff.

It was in a package that came anonymously to him a few days ago, to him who had locked himself up for three years. A letter that came with it said that he cannot ignore the order of this staff, by whatever means.

Of course, Count Sirius did not believe it. No, to be precise, he tried not to believe it. 

Until a voice spoke to him.

He almost believed that he was crazy. He thought that it might be due to hallucination, or a delusion of being alone. The more he heard the voice, it became more difficult for him to ignore it.

It has only been a few days since he received that staff.

‘But why? Why was that woman still ignoring me! Why was she still humiliating me? If that woman hadn’t humiliated me three years ago, I wouldn’t have wasted my time like this!’

-Then, you just have to chastise her again so that she can no longer ignore you.

When the voice he had been hearing for days rang again, Count Sirius stopped and looked down. His body, face, and head were covered with sticky cream from the cake, but the staff was intact. It was clean as if nothing had happened.

– Beat her hard. That way other people won’t ignore you anymore.

A gloomy voice echoed through his head.

‘That’s right. I have to reprimand that woman no matter what, who shamed me not once, but twice.’

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Count Sirius stood up silently as if he had been possessed. Grasping his staff, he rushed over to Renée, who was currently talking to her brother.

Count Sirius swung his staff with all his might, with a more stable gesture than before.

Tang.

A dizzying and dull sound echoed through the air.