Count Odor flinched at Ollentia’s words.
“Why?”
“Because it’s uncomfortable in many ways to marry someone introduced by family.”
She didn’t like the idea of an arranged marriage. Romantic love and marriage were still alive in her heart.
Under the bright moonlight.
“I’ve been talking about myself too much. I still haven’t found out why Archbishop Werbu came to Orod Regency.”
Ollentia, strolling through the fragrant jasmine field, murmured to herself. She had walked off the heavy dinner set up by her uncle, feeling heavy and in need of a walk.
Through her conversation with her uncle, Ollentia learned where Archbishop Werbu was staying. He was currently at the Orod Regency Church. It made sense, given his status. She had expected as much.
‘Was there an incident at Orod Regency Church? Is that why the Archbishop came down here? It must be something significant for him to be here…’
When she tactfully asked the Count about it, he evaded the answer.
‘Niece, you don’t need to know that. Just come with me to the Orod Regency Church tomorrow. I can at least introduce you to the Archbishop.’
Grateful for this significant help, Ollentia readily accepted his offer, not forgetting to give a thumbs up in gratitude.
Afterward, Count Odor left for an evening banquet.
Ollentia, dressed in a pure white dress, twirled around. Wearing a light dress with minimal ruffles at the hem, she felt refreshed.
Then, she saw a shimmering white light near the jasmine field forest. It seemed like heat haze rising off a road.
“Oh my! What’s that?”
At first, she thought it was the moonlight scattering white. But it was different from the moonlight. Instead of descending from the sky, the white light emanated from within the forest.
‘Is such a thing even possible?’
Drawn by the light, Ollentia stepped off the jasmine-scented path into the forest, filled with the smell of grass. Surprisingly, she wasn’t scared walking alone in the forest. The poplar trees filling the forest seemed like friends.
As she followed the light, Ollentia stopped upon seeing a cluster of white light.
There, sunflower-like, unfamiliar flowers were shimmering in a massive glow, swaying gently as if dancing on their own.
Captivated by the sight, Ollentia exclaimed in wonder.
“Wow! Is this a flower I’ve never seen before? A flower that emits light?”
She thought it was possible in the endless world of flowers. It was just fascinating because she had never seen it before.
Suddenly, the Pietà bracelet flickered white and vibrated slightly.
[Discover your true power.]Then, a strange voice was heard.
Startled, Ollentia looked around.
“What? What’s this?”
The sound was clearly heard not through her ears but in her heart. It was an astonishing experience, reminiscent of when she heard divine messages at age 12, about to fall down the stairs. The sensation felt like electricity flowing through her fingers, and her eyes widened.
“Unbelievable. Am I hearing a deity now? Pietà!”
Ollentia looked at the Pietà bracelet. The bracelet, which was emitting a white light, now appeared ordinary. But the experience she had just had was undoubtedly real.
‘What’s happening? Is Pietà finally working?’
She had felt the power of the bracelet three times at the age of 12, and now she was 23. It had been almost 11 years.
While Ollentia was lost in thought, a low murmuring voice addressed her.
“……Lady.”
‘What’s this sound again?’
Shocked again, Ollentia turned around.
“Gasp!”
The person who suddenly appeared beside her was none other than Dimitrius Belial, for some reason heading to the same destination as her.
“Your Grace, the Duke?”
Ollentia’s eyes widened. It felt as if a frantic deer was racing around in her chest. She was already excited because of the Pietà bracelet, and now the thought that Dimitrius might have seen her in that state made her even more agitated.
After a while, Ollentia took a deep breath to calm her heart and looked at Dimitrius curiously.
‘But why is Your Grace here?’
Dimitrius was wearing a long black cloak and leaf-patterned leather boots. His usual bauta mask seemed particularly eerie today, perhaps because they were deep in the forest.
‘No, something’s off. This is a restricted area… It seems like Your Grace sneaked in here.’
Dimitrius was an officially invited guest at the Count’s mansion. So, if a guest left the mansion, there should have been someone like Count Odor or a knight from the Count’s house nearby.
But there was none, suggesting Dimitrius had come here secretly, though the reason was unknown.
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
