I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country - I Am a Low-Class Aristocrat of a Perishing Country chapter 91

91 – You and I We Saved (Part 3 episode complete)

About a month after that. It was a time when most of the restoration of the system was completed.

In the middle of the day when the sun was shining, I walked down the bleak aisle, relying on the darkness. After walking for quite a long time, you can see red light from the other side.

It was Siegharun’s bright red eyes. His eyes widened as if the unexpected guest was interesting. I sighed and brought out the business right away.

“Today is an auspicious day.”

“Whose birthday is it?”

“It’s the engagement ceremony between me and Irelp.”

“Dad’s remarriage is what he says to his real son he hasn’t seen in a long time. Tears come to my eyes.”

“…”

Should I kill someone when no one is around? We simply exchanged two words, but the intent to kill overwhelms my nerves.

“Your son can’t accept his stepmother.”

“I can’t accept responsibility without pleasure, you madman!”

“Her face was also my mother’s pretty.”

“Isn’t Irulp’s borderline?”

“Your personality was better.”

“IrLP’s personality is more attractive than the daily temperature difference during the change of season, isn’t it?”

“Her body was overwhelming that of her real mother.”

“What…?”

“hahahaha.”

“I… I… I like small things… Why do I have to explain everything to you?!”

“Is that half made of her daddy’s semen?”

“Aooo!”

I’m going crazy because it’s a fact that has no place to refute it! It’s hard to keep up with the composure of an evil guy. It must be far from the personality of Lorian, Netionpis, or Siegharun. Could it be the influence of Bartlante, the godfather of the future?

I decided to stop trying to defeat him. As long as the other side holds the seizure switch, Zeke Harun boasts invincibility in the field of brawling. It was impossible even if Ir Elfi, the world’s strongest player, came forward.

Shaaa…

“Hmm?”

Zeke Harun reacted in surprise to the sudden manifestation of morale. The morale that dyed the floor flowed to Siegharun’s restraints, contaminating them black.

Clap, clink!

I canceled all of Zeke Harun’s restraints with the Manga technique.

He stared blankly at me with a look of incomprehensibility.

“It’s a pardon. I’ve already agreed to give it to you on the date of the engagement ceremony. Thank you to the emperor.”

“A pardon? Me? Hongun?”

“They said it was part of an apology after 400 years.”

“Ha!”

Zeke Harun groaned in despair. Even though all the tools that restrained his body became a pile of scrap metal, he did not move.

“This one… You’re amazing. The genealogy of the future leaves no trace. Totally twisted.”

“Come out quickly if you understand.”

“I’m sorry, but can’t we go first? It’s still awkward for the two of us to walk together. Isn’t that what all awkward parent-child relationships are like…”

“Okay! I’m leaving. Good job, Siegharun.”

“That’s right. No regrets.”

I walked outside without looking back. Zeke Harun kept his immobility while I was gone.

I guess by the time we get to the ceremony, we’ll say goodbye to the dungeon.

I have agreed to keep the engagement ceremony between Ir Elp and I simple. This is because the funds to restore the system have been released, reducing the amount of money to be extravagant.

More than anything else, now is the time when the atmosphere of the system is sluggish. It was burdensome to feel like we were the only ones watching.

‘The elf is far from luxury, so the story was quick.’

For her, her luxuries were good to have and worth not to have.

Looking back on her past, when she first met her, we faced a situation where we were forced to stay home for several nights. Whenever that happens, she silently prepares her bed. It was an act that would be reluctant to do with ordinary aristocratic sensibilities.

‘It comes to mind again and again. She lay bare on the grass without a pillow, let alone a blanket.’

It was a dignified attitude about what to fear in the world. It is an expression of the will that the bare, defenseless body is enough for cold or heat, beasts or humans.

It is hard to believe that the day of her engagement to such a woman has arrived. Her body seemed to tremble with fear tickling her hair.

… No, it’s not fear, it’s tension. That’s right.

Absolutely.

“Brother Nefi!”

“Oops, Mirren.”

Mirren greeted me as I returned to the mansion of a country aristocrat. An unfamiliar sculpture attracts attention near the garden where Mirren shakes her hand. It was because the exterior of the mansion had been renovated to match the atmosphere of the engagement ceremony.

Since the mansion is so large, we refused to spend more than was necessary.

“Where is IrLP?”

“Her sister is getting ready.”

“She went all the way to the imperial palace, but it took quite a while.”

“Are you impatient?”

“Honestly, that’s right.”

“Oh…”

Mirren vomited her admiration for the pure poet. Her desire to take a quick look at the lavishly decorated Ir-Elfi came to the fore.

“Congratulations, Marquis of Alteon.”

“Arnel…”

Arnel Chester. He squealed beside Mirren and shrunk. Arnel seems to be very difficult for me.

Of course it has to be difficult. I dare to look at the cute and cute Mirren with glamorous eyes! Men are all wolves except for me.

That said, but… I’ll have to admit it.

“Thank you for protecting Mirren. Arnel.”

It was a thank you that I couldn’t deliver because of the lack of opportunities. Arnel stiffened as if he had just heard the secret of his birth.

“Thank you, Marquis.”

“But it’s not possible…”

Just as I was about to give Arnel a lesson.

“Ah, is that Elfi’s sister?”

“Hut!”

I inadvertently glanced behind her as Mirren cast her gaze. However, there were only tables lined with refreshments, and there was no sign of people.

When she turned her head again, wondering if she was mistaken, Mirren was holding Arnelle’s hand and running like a deer.

“Hah? Yo yo yo, the little ones…!”

I wasn’t like this at the time, but really.

Anyway, I’m going to discuss it with Illelpi and double Mirren’s work. If the dark circles come down, you will prefer a blanket over a man.

I was bitterly biting my tongue when a familiar giant approached me.

“Ohh! Marquis Alteon. It’s been a while.”

“Little Duke? Long time no see.”

“Let me tell you. Whether you look at your distribution, look at your age, or look at your position, you can never say that you are below me.”

“No… That’s…”

Does Bartlante really know?

The reason why the first head of households, who had a clear age difference, talked about it was because of the first Bartlante…

Bartlante, who had a unique musculature and growth plate since childhood, was of a different species. He was in the younger group along with Astel and Netion Peace. Lorian says it was creepy to hear Bartlante treat her with respect.

Therefore, the association of Lorian, Asselen, and Luceon requested it first. We’d rather talk to each other. He openly confessed that it put his mind at ease.

“Ummm. I’ll do that someday when I’m done organizing my mind.”

“hahahaha, wait!”

“Anyway, shouldn’t the Duke be in the imperial palace? His Majesty isn’t even attending…”

“Of course I was given a vacation! It’s the engagement ceremony of the Marquis of Alteon, but how dare I miss it?”

“Hmm. As long as Your Majesty is fine, that’s all you need.”

The emperor and his wife will not attend the engagement ceremony. It was a disrespectful reason to have a different point of view. He had seen Ir Elfi hate her empress before.

It was a complete turn of events for the person concerned to pout at an auspicious occasion, so the emperor took the initiative to ask for forgiveness.

I had a conversation with Bartlante and parted ways. Even if the engagement ceremony was simple, the faces of the attendees were outstanding. It was inevitable that it would take the form of a social party.

In addition, Bartlante was given the role of presiding over the engagement ceremony. You will need time to reflect so that you do not make mistakes.

“Whoa.”

It was when I broke away from the group after talking with many people.

“Marquis Alteon?”

“Charles.”

Charles Milotte called me with a meaningful line in his eyes.

“You must be lucky, Marquis.”

“Oh, suddenly?”

“That’s right. Actually, I’d like to say something more, but I’m going to step aside because it seems to be unbearable for you too. So… Cheer up.”

Charles listed only meaningless words like a rapid-fire gun and disappeared. She said that she was not the person to find Huturu, so various inferences disturbed her image.

I didn’t know that at the time. Charles’ high-handed castle was a kind of prophecy.

Sabak, Sabak.

A light and tight footstep sound. Even if weapons threaten from all sides, the gait that can respond is approaching this way. The needlessly thrilling walk was a feat only she could do.

“Irelp.”

I naturally follow her back. We treasured our one moment that will never be forgotten in our hearts.

“Did you wait long? Nefi.”

“Uh… Uh… Oh, no, no…!”

“Something. That stupid reaction?”

“How stupid…”

This is against the rules.

I can’t help but be stunned.

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Pure white, implying innocence, covered her from shoulder to ankle. Her simple appearance, devoid of any frills or decorations, rather makes her stand out. The white roses and pearls that bloomed on her chest were united in the color of Ir Elfi.

In addition, unlike usual, she had a mature charm by getting makeup done inside. I prayed that it wasn’t a dream that I was the fiancé of Ir Elfi.

‘I’ve never put on makeup before… The only exception is the day I went to the dressing room for the first time.’

Ir Elfi informed me with her calm voice that my soul had left for a free trip.

“Neffi, people are paying attention.”

“Everyone close their eyes.”

“Why?”

“You’re not asking because you don’t know, are you?”

“Of course! I know best.”

“It’s difficult to go out on the terrace like when I was 16 when I debuted.”

“Now that I have Nefi to hold my hand, such an unfortunate incident will not happen.”

“Poohyot.”

“Whoops.”

The light firing we shed hid behind the fluffy clouds. The white clouds, which contain fire, roamed the wide sky, adjusting the sun and shade as a transformative material.

Every moment I felt that I was close to IrLP came as a beautiful scene. Even if the engagement ceremony was concluded with the time to stare at it like this, it seemed that even that would be remembered as beautiful.

But people seem to think differently. Shortly thereafter, the tall hostess Bartlante, who had taken her place on the podium, shouted loudly.

“From now on, Marquis Nephi Alteon and Marquis Ire Elfi Justiha will hold an engagement ceremony.”

The noisy mansion gave way to damp silence. Following Bartlante’s instructions, I escorted Ir Elfi to the wedding hall.

As I stepped on a path resembling Virgin Road, I came up with a different idea. What is the difference between an engagement ceremony and a wedding, at least in my previous life, this would have been a very grand wedding.

But someone seemed to be pleading that there wasn’t enough of a fancy wedding venue. Unexpected mysterious phenomena were in full bloom throughout the mansion, creating an unrealistic scene.

“What is this!?”

“It’s beautiful…”

“Oh my God, I’m not dreaming, am I?”

“Is this possible?”

“It’s really grand.”

Numerous red butterflies flutter in a swirl around the ceremony hall. Every time a butterfly landed somewhere, it became bright light powder and diffused five-color light like a firecracker.

Even virtuous adults tried to catch butterflies unconsciously in a curious mind. The accidentally caught butterfly melted like a blessing as it became a dazzling light source, like a scattering star cluster.

At the mysterious and dreamy incident they witnessed for the first time in their lives, all attendees honestly exclaimed exclamations.

We made eye contact at the same time as if we had promised.

“Gwangnyeong Butterfly…Was it?”

“Wow, I sat at someone else’s engagement ceremony in a splendid way.”

For some reason, he seemed to say something like this.

‘It’s a natural firecracker for a marquise who prefers a cheap wedding.’ Called.

… I think I’ll call you by a different title now, not Marquis, but I got goosebumps so I decided to pretend I didn’t know.

We move forward without stopping in the light that the spirit presents.

The entrance to the wedding hall was the starting point of waiting in the past.

The wine red carpet is the path we are currently taking.

The front of the podium to reach by stretching out your feet will be in the not-too-distant future.

More forward, Bartlante is preparing to welcome you with a hearty smile.

We will stop there.

That’s a while too. It is a very brief stay.

We will walk together forever.

The present is pushed into the past, and the future approaches the present moment by moment. It’s been a long time since I’ve abandoned the mentality to settle there.

Me and Irelp want to live in the future.

We will aim for an ideal future, reminiscing about the past and not sacrificing the present.

I’m sure I came to this world to hold your hand. I believe that I was chosen to completely change your world, which has been ruined in gray.

As we got closer to the podium, Bartlante asked with a smirk.

“How do you feel? Marquis of Alteon and Marquis Justiha.”

The two men and women who received the naughty question spoke at the same time without a moment’s error.

“It feels the same as IrLP.”

“Neffi’s feeling is how I feel.”

“hahahaha, there’s no other answer for a match made in heaven.”

Bartlante laughed empty-handedly. Similar reactions came from all over the place. As with Mirren, what was most unexpected was the extreme response from the servants.

“The ‘those’ Marquis, not the others, finally…”

“I didn’t need sugar in my coffee while watching these two people who were not even engaged… Now I’m going to eat grass without sauce.”

“Marquis Justiha won’t come to the kitchen anymore?!”

“The behavior of the marquises who eat such things is even sacred. I hope that sacredness lasts forever…!”

Hey, you crossed the line at the end. Why do you have to be cursed on a good day? I’m already scared.

The engagement ceremony did not end just by secretly dwelling on fear.

Bartlante asked one last question in the midst of sharing good-natured words.

“Are you two ready to live a happy life?”

At his question, we glanced at each other.

They burst out laughing each other.

Because it was a resolution that had already been hardened habitually like the setting sun and the rising moon.

Our answers interlocked symmetrically like flowers reflected in a mirror.

“”Yes.””

The perfect match for the answer drew warm warmth from Bartlante.

Without hesitation, I kissed Ir Elfi. The two people’s body temperature was divided, and their determination and mind harmonized.

IRLP was my future. The future I had to be responsible for was the world of IrLP.

I will create a world where she smiles brightly and loves, not a world where she sheds tears.

“Irelp.”

“Neffi.”

I will always love you.

A fresh confession of yearning for the future,

Until you reach the end of happiness.

To become an immortal long-cherished wish and to accompany you.

I promise.

“Thank you for coming to see me.”

“I’m glad you came to see me.”

IRLPy grabbed my waist with both hands. I also did my best to hug her whole body tightly. That was enough.

The elf that pulsates in her arms is the future I want. Because she was herself. I kissed her on the forehead because the trajectory of her life that I caught after twists and turns was so precious.

Then, as if I was hungry for a reward, the blue lake embraced me, reflecting a bright future.

At the end of the jubilant applause, you called my name.

I was also sucked into your half-opened eyes while calling your name.

In the middle of a busy scene, an obvious word to convey emotions.

It was a word that I would listen to as if it were a daily routine as long as I allowed my side.

“I love you. Irelp.”

“I love you, Nefi.”

Episode: A long-cherished wish to reach you (final)