How To Ruin The Original Work (16 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 162

“So you’re the one from Vessalion rumored about.”

The priest said flatly. His face, like his voice, betrayed no emotion whatsoever—only his eyes pierced into Nigel with relentless intensity.

His jet-black eyes, shimmering in the sunlight, seemed to be asking Nigel:

Why did you become engaged at such an exquisitely timed moment? How could an orphan possibly surpass Meriel Dian to claim that position? What secret are you hiding?

Before that gaze, Nigel felt utterly exposed, unable to utter a word.

Just then—

“You’re not even married yet—merely engaged. Isn’t it excessive to be so wary already?”

A cold male voice came from behind Nigel. Immediately afterward, a large hand landed firmly on Nigel’s shoulder.

Nigel looked up to see sapphire-blue hair swaying gently. His face closely resembled Noah’s, yet unlike Noah’s gentle demeanor, his features were sharp and piercing.

It was the Emperor’s Blade—Marquis Vessalion.

At the marquis’s sudden appearance, the priest finally revealed emotion—bewilderment, displeasure, and insult, none of them positive.

“The Temple harboring suspicion toward Vessalion? That’s utterly inappropriate. As a citizen of the Empire, under Her Holiness’s grace and His Majesty the Emperor’s rule, such distrust is unthinkable. Isn’t it rather you, my lord Marquis, who is acting suspiciously?”

His eyes focused on the marquis’s scarred hand resting on Nigel’s shoulder.

“That’s absurd. As always, I was simply carrying out His Majesty’s orders—to keep watch over Ciennia. I happened to encounter my son’s fiancé in the process. How could I possibly not greet them?”

The Marquis Vessalion tightened his grip on Nigel’s shoulder. Though it was only a single hand touching him, Nigel felt as secure as if standing behind an impenetrable fortress wall.

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