Chapter 62
To gild Harriet’s status, he began to describe him like a hero out of mythology. Though his exaggerated tone was evident, he felt no pangs of conscience because seventy percent of what he said was the truth.
“Where should I begin? The Count has been famous for his martial prowess since he was young. It is said that among them all, no one could match his natural grip and strength. Why else would Sir Schlitz, the Knight Commander of the Imperial Guard, praise the Count so highly? Everyone was in an uproar, wondering if the Imperial Knight Commander would come from the South this time. It’s rare for a commander to come from the South, after all. Moreover, in a hunting competition held in the past, he caught a bear this big….”
He was that strong? Having learned a new fact, Asha’s eyes sparkled as she nodded her head. To think that his body, which had looked strangely solid, had been forged through martial arts. Her heart fluttered anew. On top of that, as Officer Melburne stirred the atmosphere like a gossiper, she couldn’t help but be excited.
Just as the equally excited Asha was about to throw another question, a sudden sense of unease brushed past her.
Wait a minute, what did he say?
“…He’s strong?”
“Yes, he was exceptionally robust.”
An absurd sense of anxiety swept through her entire body. It was because she imagined the scene where the great event she had been preparing for would fall apart in an instant. Surely it was just a groundless worry caused by her nerves being on edge ahead of the event, but the situation was gradually flowing in a strange direction. Asha’s hands, as she smiled while pretending to be calm, trembled.
“H-How much?”
“Hmm… ah!”
Officer Melburne, who had tilted his head at the random question, soon interpreted the intent of the question differently and answered with a hearty laugh.
“Haha! Strength, right. For someone like the Count, lifting a lady like you up would be a trivial matter. Purely in terms of grip strength, he could probably snap a rope. Come to think of it, when the Count was young….”
Though one might wonder how a person could snap a rope with their bare hands, Officer Melburne added exaggeration to his story for no reason. He did so without realizing that Asha’s face was turning miserable as his story continued. Thinking he was singing Harriet’s praises, a smile more proud than ever before was on Officer Melburne’s face.
Asha couldn’t even scream in front of the officer who was chattering away excitedly—she only managed an awkward smile.
Snap… a rope?
What, lift me up easily?
The moments of agonizing over choosing s*x toys and the days of suffering while running around to avoid Harriet’s surveillance flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope.
What had Asha prepared for the great event?
Asha had realized from the moment they had s*x at the opera house that ordinary things wouldn’t be enough to move Harriet.
That was why she had been skeptical even while purchasing the s*x toys. The only thing that had relieved her worries was that….
It was the ‘s*x rope to awaken new sensations’…! That was her last bastion of hope!
Asha, steadying her dizzy mind, hurried to organize what to ask the officer. What size of rope? Can he snap them all regardless of size? What about adult-toy ropes?
But did they say misfortune comes all at once? Before she could even open her mouth, a commotion broke out beyond the doors of the police station.
Of all times, now…!
Thud.
That commotion was like the massive vibration that occurs before a giant tidal wave arrives. At the atmosphere that had completely shifted from moments ago, everyone inside the station cast their gazes toward the door simultaneously.
After a short silence, the mountain-like door slid open. The early summer sunlight poured in, and a man’s shadow was revealed.
It was Count Harriet Bellstein, the man who held infinite gold coins in his hands.
As much as his status was shining, Asha’s face turned pale.
His green eyes scanned the surroundings for a moment and eventually found his beloved Countess. Asha, her shoulders flinching, squeezed her eyes shut. Seeing Harriet, who was skilled in swordsmanship and immensely strong, she realized once again that her plan had been smashed to pieces.
When a plan prepared for months was not just ruined but discarded, what kind of person could maintain their sanity?
While the heavily shocked Asha was floundering, Harriet and Officer Melburne finished speaking with the intent to negotiate through a lawyer later.
Harriet, looking down quietly at the soul-less Asha, asked in a low voice.
“Are you hurt anywhere?”
“Eh? Y-yes….”
“..I see.”
Officer Melburne, watching this scene, marveled internally.
‘Does one become that iron-hearted once they reach the level of the Countess of Bellstein?’
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