The rumor that Ares couldn’t forget the noble lady who posed as a maid in the house regrettably until to the back alleys. Anais recalled a rumor that even the protagonist of the rumor didn’t know of, patted the back of his head and sank like a downcast puppy.
“Did you, then, confess that you are a member of the Duke of Toledo and the Duke’s younger brother?”
“…”
“Does she know that your real name is Valérez?”
“Sister!”
When Anais pointed out his contradiction, Valérez grimaced in anger.
“You know why I can’t talk. To find the man who killed our brother, it is much more advantageous not to reveal that the Ares of the Underworld is Valérez Toledo.”
“That’s your problem.”
Anais picked at her brother’s excuses with a finger as long as his.
“Did she not have such a reason?”
Valérez furiously narrowed his brow at her pensive question.
“That famous Edith Abina. It’s the woman of the Marquis Abina who might have her killed by her father and the reason is obvious.”
“Why?”
“She wanted to be a maid because she got bored of being mean to the maids. Or she wanted to play with a bad guy who was only handsome.”
Anais held her brother’s cheek with both hands in wonder.
“Oh, my God! Now even the prince’s disease… Did the lady say that with her mouth? They say you’re a slut with a handsome face.”
“I didn’t say a slut. That’s too much to say, sister.”
She opened her mouth, snorting at the hurt look in his eyes.
“Then what if you’re not a slut? A guy who calls drinking and hanging out with women on random days his business.”
“…”
“Do you think that to be a mop you have to wipe all the dirt from every corner of the floor?”
Valérez kept his mouth shut at Anais’ mop theory that even if he only roughly wiped dust, he was called a mop.
“Please stop, Your Excellency. Our boss will cry.”
Even with Mallorca trying to stop her, Anais continued to give a lengthy explanation of what aspects her brother was a slut.
“Anyway… According to the story I heard about the Marquis, there has been a recent big change in Edith Abina’s personality, younger brother.”
Big. Anais cleared her throat and began to put her business into his mouth in earnest.
“They are a family that would soon be in debt, but they were once the mainstay of Alfrenheim. There’s nothing wrong with digging, so you can go and find out yourself, younger brother.”
Valérez’s tender green eyes distorted at her instructions.
“What? After all, you’re trying to use that woman, too. It’s cowardly.”
“Well, then, my lovely mop brother.”
Anais’ mouth draws a line.
“Did my father and brother led the great Toledo without a speck of dust on their hands?”
Everything is for the family.
Valérez sighed at Anais’ logic. He was well aware of how hard she was struggling to lead the duchy, having lost her will to fight after the sudden death of the predecessor Duke. So, he couldn’t push back too much.
“If you do well, it’s a chance for Marquis Abina to fall into Toledo’s hands as it is. Use it whenever you can.”
He immediately covered his reddened cheeks the instance Anais glanced at him and his pants.
“Well, mother said it wasn’t right to have a relationship with someone you didn’t love.”
“Yes. Mother emphasized premarital purity to me, too.”
Anais winked at Mallorca behind his back. Valérez’s men, who have been chosen by her, smiled shyly and reached out.
“Cheer up for the family, brother.”
Valérez buried his face in his hands as he watched his sister disappear with his trusted aide.
“…Yes, I should. It’s the Duke’s order.”
The youngest had no power. He rose from his seat with a soft sigh.
‘But what the hell am I supposed to say?’
He couldn’t stand it when he tried to talk to Edith first after cutting her off so hard to talk to him earlier.
It was the moment when he hesitated and barely crossed over, slowly approaching Edith, who was waiting for the train. Just in time, several of the people who got off the train that just arrived at the platform saw Edith and began to murmur.
“Isn’t that Edith Abina?”
She was pretty recognizable, once called the flower of society. Valérez laughed at the sight of people glancing behind us.
“‘The Marquis’ young lady, who was so famous, pretended to be such an innocent maid in front of me.”
As expected, she was a woman who couldn’t get along. He made a short decision and turned around, hearing the sound of giggling and mocking laughter in his ears.
“They said you were abandoned by the Grand Duke. Look at that. Thought you were a beggar sleeping in a tunnel.”
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