Chapter 4

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Abigail thought Marianne's temper was as cloudy and unpredictable as the weather in the Witch's Woods. Not only was she talking about transferring the jewelry given to her by Odin's young emperor to the maids and servants who had taken care of her, so that she would have to bear the burden of a good reputation and Odin's young emperor would have to carry the complaints of the servants. But in the course of a single night, Marianne changed her mind and presented the jewelry she had received from Odin's young emperor to the giver, demanding that the young emperor give it to her at a discount to the market price, and then she gave it to the servants who had taken care of her, in the name of both. "In fact, you don't have to do that, I'll also give them a considerable amount of money for their hard work." In the face of such a "reasonable" fiancée, Odin's little emperor could not help but feel a sense of guilt. However, this insignificant feeling of guilt was by no means enough to make him withdraw his thought of withdrawing from the marriage. After all, what was sacrificing personal feelings compared to the vast Obstar? Of course Marianne could see what kind of heart Odin's little emperor had, so she pushed the jewelry box forward, signaling Odin's little emperor not to refuse her offer. "If you don't take back the jewelry, and the attendants and servants get money from you, then in the eyes of outsiders, I will be the b***h who borrowed the flowers and stomped on my nose, while you will be the emperor who is generous and has a good sense of how to go in and out of the world." Now that she's out of the marriage, Marianne doesn't have to put on airs and grabs every word she utters, "Do you think I'll leave anything behind that people can attack me for? Or do you really have no thoughts of saving your honor by making a big deal about sending jewelry?" Odin's young emperor nearly shattered the perfect façade he had learned from his court teachers at this moment. With those emerald green eyes smudged to a swampy dark green, he gave Marianne the illusion that she was dealing with a viper. "You don't want to look at me like that." Marianne tightened her false smile and grimaced, "After all, you wouldn't want Princess Innes to see me showing up at Emperor Odin's wedding or celebration one day wearing the jewelry you gave me!" "Or rather ...... you would very much like me to do so." Marianne leaned her body forward to rest her chin, staring at the young Emperor of Odin's face which was as expressionless as hers, "Because you have a penchant for breaking your wife's heart." "Please don't be ridiculous here." Odin's young emperor lowered his eyes and seemed to transform back into the noble and gentle ruler, "I harbor a deep love and respect for Princess Innes." It was clearly a confession, but it was spoken by Odin's little emperor in a flat tone that made people not understand what he really meant. "Just as I once loved and respected you deeply." Odin's little emperor leaned his body forward in the same pose as Marianne, and the two were so close that they were almost nose-to-nose, able to feel each other's breath on their faces. "I had wondered why my father had chosen a second-hand one for me, and now it seems that there is still a considerable gap between me and my father." Odin's young Emperor narrowed his eyes, then seductively scratched Marianne's nose, "At least in the area of discernment, I'm still no match for him." "It seems that the previous Emperor's Majesty thought highly of me!" Marianne didn't understand what kind of consensus this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca had reached with Odin's former Emperor, but looking at the young Emperor's behavior, it was estimated that Odin's former Emperor wasn't a normal person either. "Of course, because father's vision is never wrong." Odin's little emperor retracted his finger, revealing a smile that he didn't know whether it was genuine or fake, "It's just that this time, I want to challenge my father's authority, so ......" Odin's little emperor looked towards Marianne and smiled a smile comparable to that of a holy king in a mural. "My dear Marianne, will you be my mistress?" Marianne rather appreciated the young Emperor's bluntness, then gave him a very loud slap. "That is truly the most wonderful sound I have heard since I arrived in Odin." Marianne rubbed her reddened palms and said so before leaving the office of Odin's young emperor. After Marianne signed the withdrawal agreement and publicly expressed her "gratitude" for Emperor Odin's care in recent years, the Norsca Grand Duchy quickly sent someone to greet her. The knight in the lead had a red hair that made him stand out in a group of blonde knights, and also made Abigail sweat. "That damn stinking man." As a witch, Abigail had never liked a paladin, especially one as gifted as the red-haired man in the lead. Hearing Abigail's complaint, even if Marianne hadn't looked out the window, she could have guessed who had come to greet her. "Why, that busybody Lucius is actually free to take a loser like me home." Marianne tugged at her still uncombed hair, signaling Abigail not to just watch and not do anything. "I know ...... I'll be right over to brush your hair." The thought that she was going to be spending the whole way with Lucius later on made Abigail brush Marianne's hair with a lot more vigor, making Marianne almost think she was going to go bald. "Lighten up ...... or I'll dock your paycheck." Marianne grumbled, "Don't take your resentment of Lucius out on my hair." "Tsk! I don't dare take on Lucius, so I'll have to take it out on your hair." Abigail said wistfully, "Who made you Lucius' sister." Marianne surveyed Abigail's smug expression through the glass mirror and added gently, "A half-sister." Lucius.Norsca. Knight Commander of the Grand Duchy of Norsca and member of the Holy Knights of Matar. But compared to these amazing honorary positions, he is best known for his not-so-honorable origins as the illegitimate son of the female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca before her marriage to Count Kalda. Although this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca had never liked this illegitimate eldest son and often did not speak to him a few times a year, based on Lucius's hair color, temperament, and smooth sailing prospects for ordination, Marianne was still able to easily guess who this illegitimate brother's father really was. It was amazing that the Count of Kalda, who was of royal birth, had unwillingly accepted this little child to hang out at the court of the Grand Duchy of Norsca. This is really ...... Makes you laugh. Marianne looked through the glass window at Lucius, who was interacting with Emperor Odin, and suddenly thought of a famous quote from this female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca. "One of the charms of power is to legitimize the illegitimate." This female Grand Duke of the Grand Duchy of Norsca, who deeply admired the last ruler of Obstar, said so, "My dear Marianne, one day, you too will understand this truth."
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