# 52
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“Do what you can, Veronica. Find a way to protect yourf.”
Cyrtain's voice was smooth as velvet but devoid of emotion. Veronica clenched her fists. Then she turned and quickly left the office.
The maids and assistants followed Veronica as she ran down the corridor.
Veronica took a deep breath. She paused for a second, her face pale, and pressed her chest.
A feeling of shame clouded her mind.
Veronica's lips twitched. I read Sirtain's eyes that were filled with slight disdain.
I thought about Sertin's words, actions, and eyes earlier.
That was his appearance, especially when dealing with her and the Empress.
“...He was tired.”
I finally realized it.
“He was suffering.”
Her voice sounded like she was choking herf.
Through his defensive behavior, I finally understood the truth.
She put her hands on her head. As if she were a child, she ran back to her father, crying after receiving a slap from her mother.
She asked him to punish Duke Spelman.
“…Huh, that was me.”
While Veronica was hiding, Cyrtain was protecting that border alone like a wolf.
Veronica closed her eyes tightly.
The scene was very painful.
She thought nothing had happened because she was as quiet as a dead mouse. But the truth was that Sertin was blocking everything.
She felt as if her eyes had suddenly opened.
Veronica looked behind her, where there were several maids and assistants following her.
There were those with whom they would mingle.
Even though she knew, she left them because they were proof that she had done nothing.
She turned her pale face forward.
Now is the time to think seriously.
If I stayed still after realizing that… there would be nothing stupider than this.
If that were the case, death would be better.
Even for two biographies.
At the same time, the Spelman family.
Augustin shouted into the chaotic room. The maid was crawling on the floor crying.
“I apologize, Young Duke. I… I made a mistake...”
“Damn it, if you have sinned you should die!”
"Yes.!"
Augustin grabbed the maid's collar and took her body into an uneasy rest. She was a new maid in the palace, and she broke a vase out of stress.
Even if she apologized, no one would save her. Only one week into the job at Spelman, she should have known from the start when they offered her a huge sum.
“Please, let me… I… I made a mistake.”
The maid mumbled stupidly. The body pains had affected her consciousness.
She raised her trembling hands.
As her tears mixed with blood, Augustin smiled cruelly.
“Yes, I am Augustin Spielmann. I will not be left in the western countryside like that!”
Duke Spelmann must know what sacrifices Augustin made!
“Anyway, no one but me is important to Dad. Right? If he abandons me, who will Dad have left? My crazy sister?”
“Ah! Sir…the young duke…”
“You know that, right? I'm the only one who can inherit Spellman!”
Augustin exploded in anger.
“I am the only one who can fulfill Father's will in this world!”
“Oh! Please...”
Augustin didn't even care about the hand that was scratching his. Blood flowed from the wound left by the maid's nails.
Just as Augustin was about to increase the strength in his fist…
“That's enough. Leave it.”
Duke Spelman hit the ground with his staff. Augustin let the maid fall, and she miraculously survived. The tear- and blood-stricken maid crawled away, and was dragged away by the maids outside.
The sound of her miserable crying was getting farther and farther away.
“You couldn't stay quiet for a day, could you?”
“At least I didn't l my family.”
Augustin replied violently. Duke Spelman looked at the room carefully.
“What a mess. Dear Augustin, I saved you and our family.”
"You saved me! You said you would abandon Raymond's second daughter and take on a scum woman as my partner! Who on earth is that woman?"
Augustin shouted, his eyes red. His fingers were moving angrily.
“You want me to live in that vile village! There, the Crown Prince will kill me!”
Duke Spellman shook his head.
“You always see the part and never see the whole.”
"my dad!"
“Who would care if your poor bride died out there in that barren place? Who would care?”
Duke Spellman said in a cold voice. He destroyed the piece of the vase on the ground with his stick. He looked up with a slight smile.
“If I kill two of those maids, or five, who cares?”
“Dad...”
“Do you know what I mean? In that place, the prince is not the only one who can rule.”
Duke Spellman laughed lowly
“So, it's true that I saved both of you.”
Augustin grabbed the edge of the window.
The things he enjoyed, and the things he wanted to have in the future. He felt like he was stepping back, step by step, away from it all.
But he had to admit one thing. It is that the air of the West will also give him a certain freedom.
So what Duke Spelman said was correct.
“...You can't abandon me, Dad.”
“Me, about you? If I abandon you, who will I trust with my life?”
Duke Spellman shook his head.
“No need to talk nonsense.”
Duke Spelmann gently placed his hand on Augustin's shoulder. His eyes, which were covered in shadow, were cold.
“It's just being away for a little while. Just for a little while. During this time I'll pave the way for you.”
Augustin leaned on Duke Spelmann's shoulder. Augustin breathed deeply.
“Yes, father. I will behave myf.”
Augustin's eyes lit up with a harsh look.
I don't believe it.
But if he wasn't allowed to give it up, it would be enforceable.
There will be many ways to return.
For example, if the poor bride can no longer enjoy her honeymoon?
Then the poor groom will be the one who returns.
After 5 days.
There was no lavish wedding, no announcement to the crowds. Augustin departed as if banished, and signed a marriage contract with a woman he had just seen before boarding the carriage.
The Duke of Spelman bid farewell to his departing son and wife.
The girl the Crown Prince had chosen for Augustine was the daughter of the eldest family about a week to the west of the centre.
Even though the family had fallen, there were those who still remembered her name.
iShield.
Duke Spelman's choice was as he wished, so there was no room for objection.
Duke Spelman held the marriage certificate in his hand, then turned around.
The Duke of Spelman's grief for his son was not long. He got into the car and gave his order.
“Let's go to the Natural History Museum.”
“Yes, sir.”
It was time to resolve the issues that had been bothering him for the past period. Duke Spelmann turned to the people who had control over the Natural History Museum under the Crown Prince.
The official came out of them.
“His Excellency the Duke.”
“I kept my promise, I would like to take command from here.”
The Duke of Spelman presented the marriage contract sealed with his son's seal. The knight examined her, and raised his head with a cold face.
Then the knight turned politely.
“We're leaving now!”
Duke Spellman smiled coldly as he watched them leave. Their place was filled by the Duke of Spelman's men.
Duke Spelmann walked hurriedly down, into the basement, and then entered the document warehouse.
He hit the ground with his stick.
“I should check this place out.”
“Yes, sir!”
The men loyal to Duke Spelman began clearing the floor. They lifted the wooden boards under it and opened a huge box inside.
“Ha-ha-ha.”
Duke Spellman laughed out loud.