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âBaron, this is just too much!â
They couldnât even enter the mansion, and the faces of the people who rushed into the garden were all angry. At the forefront of those people was the butcher.
âCome on, everyone, calm down.â
The Baron, with a slightly perplexed expression, raised one hand and waved it down, as if he could calm peopleâs anger.
âReally, I canât live because Iâm anxious about that witch.â
Hearing the butcherâs dissatisfied voice, the Baron let out a small sigh.
He figured that was the problem. Otherwise, given the strict social order, there was no reason for the common people to dare come to his mansion like this.
If it was enough that he dared to complain to the Baron and say threatening words, it could only be about the witch.
âYesterday?â
âYes! And also, this morningâ¦â
The man paused for a moment. The man, who seemed to hesitate for a moment, looked at the Baron with a determined expression.
âIt didnât stand.â
âWhat?â
âIsnât it normal that the manâs thing would stand up in the morning!? But I⦠Today it⦠was meekly down.â
Due to his pride getting hurt, the manâs face was flushed.
âSo, what youâre sayingâ¦â
The Baronâs gaze naturally fell down between the manâs legs. The Baron who naturally imagined what was in his pants, showed a frowning expression as his stomach churned at the image.
âIf it wonât stand up forever, I will!â
The butcher was sobbing and was unable to speak. It was the most terrifying ending for a man. The Baron also clicked his tongue and shook his head. It was because he sympathized with his predicament as a man himself.
âOriginally, I was a formidable man. My wife, Marie, said that she goes back and forth between hell and heaven thanks to me.â
By the way, his wife never said that.
âBut this morning, this formidable thing was modestly lying down like a newlywed bride.â
To add to that, the manâs thing has never been formidable, and the reason why it was docile this morning was because he had been trembling all day thinking about the curse Layla had spoken of yesterday.
In other words, it was just a physical phenomenon that he created psychologically because he was trembling in fear of Laylaâs curse.
âReally, even though sheâs the Baronâs daughter! We are really anxious and we cannot live like this any longer.â
âAs you have said, sheâs my daughter. Iâm listening to your pleas now, but youâre not in a position to argue about a noble familyâs daughter!â
âBut⦠but isnât she a witch!â
Baron bit his lips at the manâs point. Whatever the Baron does, the witch continues to haunt him.
Although he tried to enter the capital by bribing a powerful noble in the capital, who was famous for being a corrupt official, he was rejected under the premise that he could not help a noble whose daughter was rumored to be a witch.
Even if he tried to buy the mining rights of a mountain of the lord he plays with in the neighboring estate, he was rejected at once, saying that the Baron could not bring a witch into his own estate, or that the witch might come and live there.
Thatâs not all, after hearing the rumor that there was a stinky witch, the people who worked in the mansion stopped one after another, and in the end, they had to pay twice the wages servants normally received in a nobleâs mansion before they could hire people.
Even after sending Layla out to the cabin in the forest, he had to listen to the complaints of occasional visitors.
âWhat kind of sin did I commit in my previous life for things to be like this!â
The baron internally resented himself in his previous life and clicked his tongue.
âDidnât you ask me ten years ago to send the child out of the mansion and into the forest?â
âBut doesnât she come out of the forest!?â
It was a tedious repetition. It was a debate, not a discussion, that he had repeatedly shared with people for the past 10 years.
There was no conclusion.
âIf that witch wonât go somewhere else, we have no choice but to move.â
The butcher said with a firm expression, as if he had made a big decision. The Baronâs expression hardened upon hearing those words.
âI donât think permanent residents could move freely though?â
âWe all figured it out. It is said that it is possible if there are unavoidable circumstances, and the lord of the area where you want to move gives permission. Besides, it is said that there is a way to make a petition directly to the imperial palace.â
âAre you threatening me right now?â
The departure of the tax paying common people meant that the money that was supposed to go into the Baronâs pocket would go to another lordâs pocket.
For Baron Valencia, who lived off their taxes, their move was enough of a threat.
When he thought that the common people dared to threaten a noble such as himself, as well as the lord of the land, he frowned and glared at the crowd.
It was all Laylaâs fault. He would not have been subjected to humiliation by these lowly things if she had not been a witch.
âWhat do you mean threatening the Baron?! There is no such thing.â
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The man said hurriedly, waving his hand.
Although he said he would move as a last resort, he had no intention of abandoning his shop and moving. Besides, he didnât even have the guts to make threats against a noble.
âIf not, what could your words mean other than threatening?â
âThat is to say, this umm⦠That.â
âThatâs not it, we are just that desperate. Because of that witch, I was so anxious that I could hardly stretch out my legs and live. So much so that we can not live under the same sky.â
When the butcher hesitated, a man in the back interrupted. The Baronâs eyes widened and he turned to that man.
âThen tell me what the hell am I supposed to do now!â
Baron Valencia couldnât stand it anymore and got angry.
He was annoyed with the people who dared to come to him and make these requests and with Layla, who caused this kind of problem.
Sheâll be stuck in the forest until her last breath, so why the hell did she crawl out and cause this problem?
He provided her with a house to live in, brought her food she needed, provided her with everything that she required, and all he asked her to do was to simply not leave the forest.
God was indifferent. Why was his nice and good-hearted self given such a trial?
âThatâs why, Baron. We are asking you to do something about that witch.â
âHow should I take care of her then?â
âSomehow.â
âAs I was saying, how?! What more do you want me to do here?â
Honestly, the other parties knew each otherâs demands, how and what.
Witch hunting, witch trials, and burning. Such things.
However, the baron couldnât bring it up because the subject was his daughter. the common people couldnât bring it up first because the subject was the daughter of a noble.
If one party spoke up first, the other party would have no choice but to accept the matter. However, both of them just didnât have the courage to speak up first.
âEveryone.â
While the baron and the people were arguing, a delicate voice intervened from somewhere.
As the crowd turned their heads, Ariadne stood there with a sad expression on her face.
âIâm really sorryâ¦â
Ariadne said with an expression on her face that seemed like she would drop a tear any second now.
âAs a member of the Baron Valencia family, I would like to apologize to all of you for causing such trouble because of my sister.â
âY-young Lady!â
âAriadne!â
The end of Ariadneâs speech as well as her action were enough to astonish the crowd standing there. Even her father, Baron Valencia.
She, a noble young lady, bowed her head down to the common people.
âWe are also doing our best.â
Ariadne raised her head and looked even more like she was about to cry. Her eyes were already red and bloodshot.
With the appearance of the noble lady who even bowed her head to the angry common people, asking for understanding, the crowdâs anger subsided like they were struck by a bullet.
âWe are supporting our sister so she will stay in the forest, but itâs difficult for us to control her sudden behaviour from time to time. So we would appreciate it if you, the good people, with your generosity could understand us a little.â
âNo, butâ¦â
The butcherâs head lowered. It wasnât sure if he was looking down because he wanted to look at his thing that may or may not stand up in the future anymore, or because he couldnât bear to look at the face of the pitiful noble lady.
âIf everyone feels anxious about it, we will think about other solutions to resolve this. I fully understand everyoneâs opinion, so can everyone go back for today?â
When Ariadne, who had her hands neatly clasped with her pitiful eyes, spoke earnestly, the people glanced at each other and exclaimed.
âT-then, since the lady has said so, we will just go back for today. But, I hope that you can do something about that witch.â
Those who were hesitating, turned their foot around at the butcherâs words. The people who came to the Baronâs mansion because of his daughter, returned because they felt bad for the other daughter.
They thought that she was truly pitiful for having a witch as her older sister, and such a beautiful noble lady had to bow her head to commoners such as them.
But there was one thing they didnât know.
In fact, each time they took a step further away from the noble lady, the sorrow in her eyes also faded.
And when they finally left the mansion, Ariadneâs expression was not sad, but annoyed.
âHow can things be like this?â
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Ariadne, who reproached her father with a fierce look on her eyes, showed a face filled with reprimand. Also, her sharp voice right then was impeccably different from the voice she used earlier.
And that was Ariadneâs true self.
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