The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

244 – Scene 244# Tristan’s Mistake

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“Miss Wendy. “Isn’t it cold?”

“Yes! Hehe… Teacher’s arms are warm…”

“Then I’m glad.”

Blanchet was waiting for Bella in front of the command center. While many guard knights were waiting for their lord her her, there was someone who caught her eye

A maid girl awkwardly watching among the grim-looking knights… It was Wendy.

“Thank you… She was surprised that it was quite cold even with the cold protection spell. Oh…”

“It’s too early to be surprised by this much cold. “I heard it’s colder in Northern Garden than here.”

“Hibb?!”

The Galliavin region is one of the coldest regions in the empire. However, compared to the cold wave in the Northern Garden, it can be said to be warm.

“Does Wendy get cold a lot?”

“Yes… Sniff… Master Blanchet is not cold… ?”

“I don’t get cold.”

“Ugh… I’m kind of jealous…”

If Wendy had listened a little more carefully, she might have noticed that Blanchet’s words were a little strange.

It’s not that I don’t like the cold, it’s that I don’t like it.

Blanche literally doesn’t get cold at all.

She doesn’t feel the cold.

I could guess the reason.

It must be the fault of the bitter cold that resides in her heart. The magical power flowing through her body made her resistant to cold.

While those around her were wearing heavy armor and thick coats to protect themselves from the cold, Blanche only wore her long fall coat. Plus, the legs are bare inside the coat. She didn’t wear the coat because she was cold, she just wore it to cover her legs.

Blanchet hugged Wendy’s back tightly.

Despite the name of extreme cold, Blanchet’s body maintained human body temperature.

Wendy was once laughing in the arms of a cold-blooded assassin who had neither blood nor tears.

“Were you waiting for the Count? “I thought Helga would be waiting.”

“Ah… Helga is busy organizing Aslan’s troops… Now I am assisting the Count…”

“Wasn’t it scary waiting alone?”

“Yes! It was okay except a little cold… Besides, I wasn’t the only one waiting…”

“Yes? What if I’m not alone?”

“Ah!? Oh no! Blanchet feels relieved to be with her her instructor her her… Hehe…”

“Is that so…”

Blanchet stroked Wendy’s head. Her yellow cat hairpin looked quite adorable.

Once again, the girl in my arms looked amazing.

It was a sobering thought, but she didn’t think Wendy’s participation in her expedition would change anything.

However, she did not underestimate Wendy’s abilities. Considering Wendy’s comprehensive capabilities, having mastered self-defense and various martial arts, as well as magic at May Kahel University, she will be able to do more than one person’s job.

But she doesn’t necessarily have the power she needs. That’s something Wendy knows more than anyone else.

Nevertheless, Wendy followed him to this battlefield out of a desire to be by the Count’s side.

Some would say it’s reckless.

However, Blanche did not want to undermine Wendy’s resolve by saying that she was reckless.

Wendy honed her sword skills almost every day. How does she get such a spirit from such a small body? She was so different from her usual timid and tearful self that she constantly wielded her sword.

The time given to Wendy was very short.

A time of less than a month. If it were someone else, she might have given up on her feelings early on, knowing that it wouldn’t work out anyway.

But Wendy didn’t do that. She didn’t give up and she didn’t get frustrated. She just did her best with the time she had left.

Wendy was an innocent child. Her unpretentious and unconcealed personality has no mask whatsoever and she is easily exposed by others.

That disadvantage sometimes became an advantage in times like this.

Because she was pure, she was upright.

That she can work tirelessly, bumping into her whole body just for her own purposes. That was Wendy’s talent.

Even Bella, who was strict about her swordsmanship, had no choice but to acknowledge Wendy.

The period during which Blanchet taught Wendy could not be called long, but she could not be called short either. She seemed to know why she was trying to follow her all the way to the North.

“Was he that big of a deal to you? .”

“Yes? Teacher. What did you say… ?”

“No. “I’m just talking to myself.”

Blanche smiled her wry smile and stroked Wendy’s head.

Bella, Helga, and even Wendy…

Tristan was a man who attracted attention from many people.

He was born as the head of the Ruel Bertha family, which committed numerous evil deeds, and grew up with resentment, fear, and contempt as a matter of course.

Blanchet was one of those who resented and hated him, but those feelings had already disappeared.

Some people may think that Tristan has changed. However, Blanchet felt that Tristan was ‘originally’ that kind of person.

His words and actions were extremely arrogant, but the intention behind his actions could never be said to be bad. No… He was even sublime at times.

Just look at the time he risked his life for Bella and entered her dream of her, and when he revived the maids who had been reduced to corpse dolls by Milliam.

Tristan was a savior who pretended to be a villain.

He thought it was for a similar reason that he shot Blanche and threw her off the cliff.

Instead of aiming at her head her, he aimed at her her, her her shoulder her, giving her room to survive.

I think it was just a play to free her from the darkness of her her Ruel Bertha family her her her.

-You don’t have to forgive me. Blanche.

However, he himself was swallowed up by the darkness of the Ruel Berta family.

‘I didn’t even know that…’

Blanchet defined Tristan as a villain and saw an opportunity to kill him. He failed, but they attacked him and tried to take his life his once.

Looking back, it was truly ungrateful.

Still, Tristan forgave her. Not only that, she even saved Bella on behalf of Blanche.

No matter how many times I hit her on the head and apologize, it wouldn’t be enough. In front of Tristan, I am just a sinner.

What made Blanche feel even more miserable was the fact that’some feelings’for him kept sprouting in her heart.

Each time, she plucked out the bud of that heart, but as soon as she noticed it, it kept growing like a weed.

She was so ungrateful that she attempted the life of her benefactor, the Count, in the first place and should not even be given her chance. No. She shouldn’t take chances.

Blanche swallowed her bitter thoughts and hugged Wendy tightly.

“Ugh… Her hands and feet are cold…”

“The meeting will soon end.”

Meanwhile, Blanche, who tried to warm Wendy’s hand discovered something about her.

“Ring… ?”

“Ah… Well, that…”

It was a pretty ring that sparkled in rainbow colors. She trailed off as if Wendy had trouble explaining.

It was then.

The heads of the clans began to emerge one by one from the command post.

The meeting was finally over.

“Hmm! Count. Well then, let’s meet at the next rest stop! “I’ll be in the lead, so come slowly!”

“Okay.”

After Leon walked to his unit, the heads of the clans under his command returned to their units.

Blanchet found the silver-haired woman who came last.

“Thank you for your hard work. Lady.”

“Ah, Blanche…”

Just as Bella was about to say something, a man intervened between them.

“What?! Count?!”

“Blanchet.”

Tristan, who had a strangely tired face, was staring at Blanche.

Blanche, holding back her heart from racing, opened her mouth.

“Suddenly… Why are you calling me… ?”

“Your master handed you over to me.”

“Yes?”

I passed it… ? What is that…

I can’t follow the conversation.

“Be patient… Could you please stop saying things that might be misunderstood? Count.”

Bella tapped Tristan’s shoulder as if he was dumbfounded.

I don’t know what it was, but it seemed like the count was joking.

However, Bella’s added words made Blanche, who was relieved, give a dumb answer.

“I haven’t decided whether to pass it on or not yet.”

“Yeah…Eh?”

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“I ate well. Count.”

“It was a good meal.”

Across from me was Bella, elegantly wiping her mouth, and Blanche, putting down her fork without a care in the world.

“Well, it was good…”

And next to me, Wendy is sitting restlessly.

The place where we ate was none other than a carriage.

The Ruelberta family’s carriage was quite spacious, so it could be used like a restaurant by just putting in a simple table.

However, since the carriage was just a carriage, it could never be said to be spacious.

Me, Bella, Blanche, and Wendy sat so close together that we had to eat.

A pure white snowy field was passing through the window attached to the carriage.

The reason I even had a meal in a moving carriage was to listen to Bella’s story

Bella, who at first said she would willingly help, suddenly changed her tune and said she would not hand over Blanche.

They said they would make a decision after seeing what I was doing, but I felt like my knees wouldn’t be strong enough to question me, so I quit.

She said she would let Bella borrow her Blanche and tell her her terms. However, her first request was to serve a meal first.

In fact, it was true that I missed the time to eat.

The soldiers had already eaten, but I skipped it because it was a bit late.

So, I tried to solve it briefly in the carriage while moving to the next resting place, but Bella got involved.

It seemed like Bella and Blanche hadn’t eaten either, so I invited them to my carriage and enjoyed dinner.

I thought it would be a simple lunch box, but I was surprised to see the food prepared properly.

The quality was incredible for a meal belonging to an expeditionary force. After all, if you have money, anything is possible.

“Ugh…”

Wendy, sitting next to her, is hesitantly looking at her. As her exclusive maid her her, this situation must be uncomfortable quite for her as she is caught in the middle of her nobility.

Of course, the food was so delicious that I smiled happily while eating it.

That’s Wendy’s charm.

There are even bread crumbs on the corners of her mouth.

When I wiped her with a napkin, Wendy flinched.

“Ship, Count?”

“There was food on the corner of my mouth.”

“I’ll clean everything… !”

“What I do is faster.”

“Hey… Oh, it’s okay…”

“I’m not okay.”

As I was doing that, Bella’s gaze stung.

To be honest, it was a bit annoying. I thought that other people might misunderstand me because I was taking care of Wendy as usual. An ordinary noble wouldn’t wipe a maid’s mouth by hand.

But fortunately, Bella did not have that misunderstanding.

“Eww… Me too, Wendy… I wanted to wipe it…”

Why are you jealous of this?

“By the way, Count. This… What is it?”

Blanche was tilting her head as she looked at each of the paper boxes placed in front of her.

Fortunately, I know the identity of this paper box.

“It’s dessert.”

“Yes?”

Surprisingly, the maids even prepared dessert.

When I opened the paper box, there was a cake in a needlessly high-quality paper cup.

One of the desserts I had at a cafe before was something similar to a cupcake, but I never thought I’d see it here. It might be some kind of Easter egg.

“Wow… Yes, it’s pretty…”

This time, it was Wendy who made her eyes sparkle.

When I see her looking at her pretty cupcakes with wonder, I think she’s going to laugh because she’s so cute.

Of course, you can never do that in front of others.

Rather, there was a separate ambush.

“…”

The moment the carriage started shaking, I felt a foot sticking out from under the table and tapping my knee.

After kicking it like that, how can it be done again?

I glanced at Bella, but it seemed like she was trying to pretend not to notice.

Okay. Something like this happened in the school cafeteria before.

At the time, I was quite ashamed of what I had done, but now it has reached a level where I am even kicking myself.

But when I saw that carefree face as if I didn’t know anything, I couldn’t help but want to return the favor.

‘Try it too.’

With that thought in mind, this time I took off my shoes and stretched my feet under the table toward her legs. And I end up making a ridiculous mistake.

If I had looked more carefully at that time, I might have noticed that it was Blanche, not Bella, whose face froze the moment my feet touched her.