“I would appreciate it if you could drive me,” she subtly hoped for such a response.

If she wished, they could ride together in the carriage to her house… Russell Junior was entirely willing to do so.

“Of course.”

Olivia grinned, cutting through his anticipation with a single stroke. Russell Junior, feeling awkward, scratched his head.

“I apologize for causing you concern.”

“Not at all. I’m glad you’re feeling better. In case… if you encounter any problems or difficult situations, don’t hesitate to tell me. If Miss Blanshet relies on me comfortably…”

In a moment when Russell Junior, eager to win Olivia’s favor, was about to put into practice what he had read in a column titled ‘What a Gentleman Is,’ a black carriage appeared beyond her shoulders, slipping into the path through the thicket.

Russell Junior’s face contorted in surprise.

Curious, Olivia turned her head slowly.

The ‘R’ initial, the logo of the Ransloth Company, sparkled in golden hues as it fell through the leaves under a handful of sunlight.

“Edgar?”

Reflexively, his name escaped Olivia’s lips.

The person getting off the carriage was, as expected, Edgar.

Olivia’s heart calmed at his unexpected appearance. It had been like that for some time.

She felt relieved and at ease. And, when he suddenly appeared like this… happy.

“Was the practice good?”

Walking up to her and stopping in front of her, the man with a refined smile asked.

His attire, with a bowtie, white bottoms, and a light blue shirt with rolled-up sleeves, evoked a cheerful early summer seaside.

“Yes. But what brings you here?”

Olivia asked, looking at his blue eyes, curved below thick and neat eyebrows.

“I have somewhere to go together. Well, hop on. Let’s go in my carriage.”

Edgar smiled and extended his arm.

“Are you trying to kidnap me?”

She asked playfully.

“Let’s just say it’s where you become an angel.”

To a place where a hard-boiled tough guy like her becomes an angel.

“Is there such a place in the world?”

As Olivia exaggeratedly raised her eyes, Edgar burst into laughter.

In the clear sunlight, his charming laughter shattered, and it seemed as if the sound of white waves echoed.

“If you’re curious, come on, hop in.”

Olivia willingly placed her hand on the man’s arm. Then, she turned her head towards Russell Junior.

“Thank you for today, Coach. See you tomorrow.”

“Not at all. Looks like you have something urgent. Go quickly, Miss Blanshet.”

It was time for the fox, who played king in the tigerless den, to be crumpled.

Standing between the two people treating her like a transparent being was so awkward and heartbreaking.

As soon as they exchanged goodbyes, Russell Junior quickly took backward steps.

“Where are you going?”

At that moment, Edgar’s languid voice grabbed Russell Junior’s throat like the talons of a hunting hawk and tightened.
“Ah, my father is looking for you. Nice meeting you. Well then.”

Russell Junior, recalling the embarrassment he had experienced last time, turned his body swiftly and briskly.

“You too, hop on.”

Russell Junior, gasping and swallowing a dry breath, turned his body.

“Why?”

“If you ride, won’t your mind be at ease a bit?”

Edgar’s voice, staring at Russell Junior, gradually lowered.

The eyes that used to be bright and cheerful when facing Olivia now deepened like a dark cave.

The eyes that had been subtly avoiding each other’s gaze suddenly met Olivia’s.

It felt like he was looking at her with a certain suspicion.

“If you really want me that much. I can only go with you.”

Russell Junior reluctantly lifted his foot onto the carriage step, trying to protect his last bit of pride, but Edgar slashed through his waist.

“Do you want to ride here?”

“…….”

Edgar’s affectionate voice and eyes full of vitality, which didn’t match at all, pressed Russell Junior down.

“No way… Are you trying to shut the door?”

Russell Junior, who lifted his foot faster than light, took a step back, and Edgar leisurely climbed onto the carriage.

As soon as Russell Junior politely closed the door, the carriage departed promptly. Dixon Ga’s carriage followed behind. For a while, damn it, the sound echoed outside the window.

⭐⭐⭐

The Queen Teresia dropped its anchor.

The wind on the deck was quite strong. Johann looked at the skyline of rising buildings with narrowed eyes.

Far away, the upper part of Leopold Hotel surpassed the city’s famous clock tower and entered the sight first. The sight was quite spectacular.

“Were you here?”

Catherine approached, holding down the hat brim fluttering as if it would fly away in the sea breeze.

She was with Princess Krantz. The princess’s salmon-colored dress swelled like a sail in the sea breeze, rising and falling repeatedly.

“I was going to pick you up.”

Johann casually spoke, focusing on the golden buildings.

“Because it’s stuffy.”

Catherine smiled widely and turned her gaze towards the pier.

“An is coming to pick you up… Ah! There she is. An!”

Catherine, who had been examining the area below the ship’s hull with one hand on the rail, shouted and waved her hand vigorously.