This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

"Oh no... why not, my original ancestor..."

Cassandra crushes while falling to the ground, but no reply. Are the original ancestors ignoring her, or have they not received a voice?

"Please don't, Mr. Jared...... please! Cassandra did go the wrong way, Olivier did irrevocable things to you too! Still, I know it's convenient, but please, give her a chance!

"... Rasmus"

In Cassandra's sight, Rasmus was kicked out of his mind by Jared. A physically fortified blow floats his body in space and rolls it to the ground. It was Rasmus, who coughed heavily and threw away his bloody saliva, but still stands up.

"If that makes you feel better, I don't mind you killing me, so, please."

"... what would it be to give that woman a chance? Olivier doesn't have a chance or anything anymore, and that's a little unfair."

"That's... yes"

"I know you want to protect that woman. I didn't tell you not to protect me because I was listening to you. So if you stand in my way, I'll kill you too."

"... Jared, I knew you were losing your mind. You had more kindness..."

"You're not the one who said it!

Jared's anger echoed. It was such an angry voice that my ears hurt.

"I didn't lose anything. Don't you tell me! Initial ancestor or resurrection? Which mouth says that while you keep us involved in such nonsense!

"... I'm really sorry about that. If I can make amends, I'll make amends. So please forgive Cassandra."

"So why do we have to forgive the woman who did this? Yikes!

Again, Jared kicked the stand-up boy. We chase him down to the ground. Many times, repeatedly, I put a kick in my abdomen.

"Stop it!

Cassandra, who could not see the sight, finally spoke out. It emitted. At that moment, his body was stretched out by a gaze with a clear intention to kill him.

Cassandra was targeted for her life more than once before. I'm sorry I almost got killed in my father's front or side room once or twice. I've put my life in jeopardy more than once, and I've even been afraid to sleep. Even with a trusted maid by my side, my anxiety did not go away. Because no matter how much magic you can use, and how proud you are to be so strong, you can't beat surprises.

Fighting an invisible intent to kill for Cassandra like that was a daily tea meal. I don't know where death is. I can now flatly ignore such fears. I thought I was stronger. If we don't lose malice, we have to give in to the will to kill.

But now I know. That's because I didn't see a clear intention to kill. Because they were cowards. Because that's where I hired someone other than myself and there was no such thing as a human intent to assassinate me.

But Jared Murphy is different. I'm pointing a thick slaughter at you. I fall into the illusion that I'm being hit by the sickle of death on my neck, and I'm about to stop breathing. If there's a gap, no, even if there's no gap, he'll try to kill himself. Nothing, no hesitation, no forgiveness whatsoever.

"La, don't hurt Master Rasmus any more... if you want to kill me, you can kill me!

"You don't have to tell me. I will."

"Wait, Mr. Jared... I don't know if my ancestors really will keep their promises, but no, it's a problem before that. You don't know if your ancestors can get out of your body, Olivier!

"... that's how much I think about it. But I feel nothing wrong killing Cassandra Hagendorf."

"- Mr. Jared!

"If that woman was cheating on me, if she could kill the culprit who took Master Olivier from me, it wouldn't matter."

A powerful kick kicked Rasmus in the ass. The interrupter blew up. You'll get in the way again without punishment, but just for a few seconds, that's fine.

"Be prepared, Cassandra Hagendorf"

"... I am"

"Oh, don't say anything. I don't want to hear your words because they're unpleasant."

Magic gathers in Jared's right arm, which he raised heavily. More willing to kill than anyone I've ever fought for, let go of stone magic.

"Apologize to Olivier, turn him into a stone"

Say so, shake your arm down - someone stopped his arm trying to do so.

"... I can't believe you're interrupting."

"I'm sorry, Lord Jared. But you can't let Cassandra die."

Dennis Beckman, the man who stopped Jared - the first seat of the court magician - stood up with a bitter face.