The Marquess’s Amnesia

The man with dark blonde hair and green eyes sat in front of me looking restless somewhere.

He's quite tall and has a tight body for his age, and this makes him look quite neat again. Before I lost my memory, he'd seen me on social occasions many times, but I'd never seen him like this since I lost my memory.

Set your goal to get under Liliana as soon as possible, open your mouth.

"Despite my sudden visit, I am happy to invite you and thank you. Uncle Ayton."

I put my legs together and opened my mouth as I tried to keep my body in my back. Uncle Ayton's neat eyebrows jumped slightly tingly.

"... Springfield, what the hell can I do for you?

I didn't even ask about my daughter-in-law, and Uncle Ayton has asked me the real question early.

"Well, not in such a hurry. All servants, excuse me, would you please take your seats off? I need to talk to you personally."

"Yes, sir."

A butler, who had refrained behind Uncle Ayton, nodded, and two maids, who were giving me a tea order, leave the room with him.

"Freddy."

Frederick throws his gaze at me. I clapped my shoulders back and waved my hands flashly. Frederick leaves the reception room after them when he flaunts his shoulders to imitate me.

Face Uncle Ayton back in the space where we are alone. From earlier, no, I've never been blind since I got here. But sometimes when I take my gaze off, my eyes are inadvertently turned full of expectations.

I decided that the night Liliana cried in my chest, I would take away her heart worries. So the next day, I immediately sent a letter to Uncle Ayton stating that Liliana wanted to see her brother, but she refused for some reason. So I called Alphonse and asked his Knights men who were good at that to gather information.

And as a result of their careful research, a year ago, they said they had done a huge debt of 30 million lil held by Uncle Eighton on on his shoulder, but this man made another debt without sexual punishment, and it was frightened because it had already reached five million lil. That debt was both created by Uncle Ayton's gambling and squandering by his wife and her oldest daughter.

At the time, I was not interested in Liliana at the worst, so I made her write a loan and pledge, but bought my daughter for 30 million lil. I didn't mention whether it was okay if I could get rid of the annoying women, and it was indefinite without interest. But when I checked with Arthur, he said that there had never been a payback clinic from Uncle Ayton during the past year.

But not this time. I flickered through wording that would give Uncle Ayton financial assistance to get Liliana to smile heartily. Then you were so reluctant that Uncle Ayton returned the acknowledgement as if he had returned his palm.

"Uncle Ayton, where were you three nights ago?

The shoulder bounced out loud and frightened.

"Duh, why not?

Are you aware of the raised voice or not, and yet Uncle Ayton tilts his neck with a body disguised as calm.

"No, a friend of mine noticed someone similar to you in the casino was passionate about roulette and gained a lot of money. So I was wondering if I could afford some repayment."

Uncle Ayton's face loses his mind with so much blood with such an interesting momentum.

"Yeah, but you also heard a guy who looked a lot like you was pretty much losing last night."

His right and left eyes and his constantly shaking knees in small pieces, his hands continue to rub his legs and restless. This is exactly what falls to talk about. His loss was confirmed when he didn't even look me in the eye in the first place.

Wake up the body you were keeping on your back, elbow over your knees, hand in hand, and jaw over it.

"... but that's strange. You promised me that you would take your hands off the gambling and take the running of the territory seriously, right? That's what the pledge says, and I have your signature."

Uncle Ayton leaned down on his face so that his lips could lose their color that he bit and ran away. The rattle and its body tremble.

Put your jaw over your assembled hands, laugh gracefully and I tilt my neck. Uncle Ayton, rattling and trembling, just rattles his teeth and doesn't answer.

"Where is Madame?

"Go out, I'm here"

"Really? And Miss Margaret is very beautiful."

It doesn't even reach Liliana's feet, he added in his heart. But Uncle Ayton, who doesn't even hear fine dust about such things, suddenly regained his vitality and looked up.

"Margaret is a proud daughter! She is a attentive and heartfelt daughter, while also describing that beauty of her mother's concession. Besides, I'm also good at socializing, so unlike that poor daughter, I can support the Marquis in an important setting for the aristocracy of socializing."

"Really?"

Until he realizes that the tone of my voice has dropped, Uncle Ayton speaks openly and well.

"It is. They are also fashion sensitive, so the outfit is always perfect. I won't let the Marquis scratch my shame for saying that."

"Really?"

Beyond the hallway became noisy and I reached for the sword that was standing on the couch. Really, I repeat the same reply pale, but Azuma keeps talking like she's excited. I go out of my way to pick Liliana up, scorn her, and lift that bad-character daughter.

"More importantly, unlike Liliana, she is a beautiful and healthy daughter. The Marquis' son gave birth and raised him well.

It was also depressing to make him say it out to the end, so he stabbed his sword directly next to his face. Uncle Ayton's green eyes move slightly to capture my sword, which is a piece of paper away.

"You're a mess and a loud man"

"Become, hiss."

Lips move when they are stiff and meaningless sounds leak out of his mouth.

"Not the brother-in-law I could have told you, but there's no reason to forgive you for torturing my wife, is there?

laughs with his nose all the time, reaching for that dark golden hair and making him eagle and raise his face.

"I don't know what you're mistaken about, but Liliana is my wife. Liliana Catherine du Allwin-Lutherford, Marquise of Springfield. The title, status, and power are above you. Didn't you think making fun of her was the same thing as making fun of me? Well, I don't think so."

"Duh, why... eh, and I saw Margaret, and you did, didn't you?

I pick up only the convenient words and cage my strength in my hand grabbing my hair as I gripped, I'm sure I was having a fun delusion. Green eyes distort in the pain. Or where did the second half of the descent come from a delusion? It's a terrible delusion.

Sure, that was just good to see, but I have a bad personality on my face.

"It would have said, wouldn't it? He said he was going to give the Allwin family assistance to help Liliana's precious family."

"So tell us."

"Liliana said Cedric was the only one she could call a family. You guys don't even include this look. I will assist the Alwyn family, which Cedric will bear."

"Toshi, I, agu"

If I don't praise Liliana, I won't worry about my real son. Come on, I was the limit of patience, too.

It was at the same time that the knights came in with the opening of the reception door as they put their knees in Uncle Ayton's belly that I was forced to stand up. I kick Uncle Ayton's body out of vomit as much as I want. I'm sorry I can get dirty on the clothes Liliana praised at the corner. Uncle Ayton hits the ornamental shelf ahead of him as he flies away, and the ornament pours over him and makes a noisy noise.

"Guh, uh-huh."

I hear an unpleasant noise and a unique smell pokes my nose. Uncle Ayton fell straight into the puke.

"Ah, division chief! You said no!!

"Breaking people's house stuff is the final book!? Will the deputy captain piss you off again!?

Two of my men, wrapped in black knight clothes, complain when they notice the utensils on a broken decorative dish or glass object.

"You can make amends. Just tie it up, Righteous (...) Father (...) Above (...) the (...) Dark (...) Killer (...). I'll deal with him straight away, so keep him in number four."

"Aren't you all over the place?"

"There would have been a pond in the garden there. I'm going to my wife now, where's Al?

With my sword back in my sheath and my hips, I respond to my men. My men step on Uncle Ayton with a "uh-huh" look on his face to prevent him from moving, and restrain him with a rope.

"The deputy chief has been directed to the protection of Master Cedric.... this, wouldn't it smell worse if I threw it in the pond?

"If you go over there, hang him with well water."

That's all I have to say, I'll leave the room behind.

Alphonse has perfectly in mind the Alwyn family schematics that he has prepared for me. Running upstairs to Cedric's room, Elsa was just about to unlock the wire. The key opened at the same time that I tried to pull out my sword in a hurry, and with Elsa I jumped into the room as well. I was bored, but I was able to get Cedric back into Liliana's arms safely.

"... you hit me on purpose"

I don't know what you're talking about.

She softly complained to Elsa as she sat on the floor next to me and watched Liliana and Cedric hold each other in tears, but she grinned and tilted her neck as she pulled in tears.

I grabbed Elsa for trying to hit Liliana's sister and she got her back fist on her cheek. Normally it hurt. I must have done it on purpose because I was confused, but for some reason I couldn't go against it, so I whispered.

I look around the room somehow trying to distract myself.

The faded curtains, soaked carpets, and decorative peeled off closets had two open doors coming off one side, and there was just one other small bed. It's about all that shit, so I guess Liliana's room has been such a lonely one since she was here. There are two doors in the back, but those are the shower room and toilet if you're sure of the plan. Those assholes really didn't want Liliana out of here.

For fifteen years in such an empty room, Liliana naturally enters her fist wondering if she lived there.

I managed to shake off my anger and walked under Liliana, kneeling beside her.

"Liliana, this place is going to be noisy, so let's go home to the mansion. Cedric must be hurt, too, right?

I didn't want to imitate watering my sister's brother's first reunion in a year, but I'm sure this mansion is going to be noisy. So it should be easier for Liliana and Cedric to get home to the Marquis.

In my words, Liliana, with a much raised face, peeks into Cedric's face.

"Cedric, Cedi, show me the injury, and... Cedric!

Without answering Liliana's call, Cedric's little body collapses, and I clasp my hands and hug her.

Cedric's little body has a terrible fever and his short washing breath keeps his thin chest busy up and down. I saw a bandage from a gap in the shirt that I thought was just feather-woven and I took that shirt off when I lay Cedric down and put my head on Liliana's lap.

Everyone breathes in unison.

Red blood seeped into the white bandage covering the entire back, and the thin arm had a red and black mole.

"Hido, i... eh"

Take Liliana, whose voice is about to crack, and hear her next door, and bring it to me.

I should have put a kick in the other three shots anyway and cut off about one of my arms, a red that doesn't look good for a little kid to carry and bite his lip off. I managed to contain the killing temper, which was likely to overflow, and exhaled slowly.

"Oh, my God, what can I do... oh, my God, such an injury"

Liliana looked badly disturbed and bright blue. The puffiness and tears are wetting my white cheeks.

I hug Liliana and rub that back.

"It's okay, Liliana"

Liliana must have been somewhat shocked, rattled and trembling.

"Freddy, you go ahead and get Morgan. Elsa asked me to put a carriage on the entrance."

"You can use my horse, because I'll ride you home even though it's appropriate."

I ran a fountain pen into a notebook that Al took out of his nostalgia, ripped that page off and gave it to Frederick. Frederick receives it and misses it. And the two leave the room immediately. Alphonse peels the sheet from the bed, wraps Cedric around and hugs him, and I gently lift Liliana too. A thin arm was turned to cling to my neck. A trembling body comes complaining of her anxiety and fear.

"Let's go"

"Oh."

Speak to him. I turn to the exit. He must have been kicked in. I noticed the poor door rolling around the corner of the room. No wonder it was both Frederick and Al. I don't remember, but I feel that way.

Turn back the way you came and hurry to the entrance. The knights, who protect the servants and look for the remnants of the assassins, are busily in and out.

Now this is supposed to be the Count House under threat of an assassin to fall on me. As per the operation, I made Uncle Ayton an assassin, but it's an operation that uses anything I say to be black, the top, to go black. Speaking of shit, I didn't want Liliana to see the moment when the rope was struck by her father, so I sent her out first, but I regret that I should have appropriately seduced Margaret on Liliana's cheek, which was getting red, and left her on the spot to guide her around the butler.

"Here it is!

Enter the carriage where Elsa waits. Sitting Liliana next to me, Al unloads Cedric on her lap. Liliana hugged her brother quickly, without words. Turn your arms around your thin hips so she doesn't fall out of her seat like that.

"Lily, Cedric's fine."

Liliana barely nodded as Al stepped out of the carriage spoke. Al looked up at me and nodded, so I shake my head vertically in response as well.

"Well, division chief, I'll take the rest."

"Oh. Please, that one instructed me to put it in number four. I'll go when it's settled."

"Copy that. I'll close it."

That's what Alphonse said, closing the door. If Concon and Elsa knock on the wall and give your man a signal, the carriage will soon move out.

Listening to the rattling noise of the wheels, I did not speak a word, but caged my strength in my arms holding Liliana, who screamed with harrowing tears.