Love You, Love You Not (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 066

Scathach… um, I mean… Ah, fine. I’ll tell you. Scathach just had an episode of breathing difficulty.

At Attila’s single sentence over the phone, Casar returned to Farsade less than a week after entering the capital of the Teshia Empire.

According to the original plan, he should have stayed for another month to continue negotiations.

He abandoned his carriage and even borrowed a military horse from the Teshia Empire to make a straight-line dash through regions where postwar reconstruction was still lagging.

After galloping nonstop on an unbroken horse all the way to Lindkoem, he used his authority as company head to commandeer a train—even though it was the pre-dawn hour when no trains normally ran.

It was unprecedented for a Grand Duke to use the company so personally; everyone assumed it must be something urgent, like the messy execution of the deposed emperor or an emergency concerning Princess Erwin.

He might have just set the historical record for the fastest journey ever from Teshia’s border to Farsade’s capital.

Upon arriving at Corbe, he rushed into the palace in such haste that he’d discarded his jacket and waistcoat somewhere along the way, barely managing to keep his loose tie on, and his tousled hair remained completely uncombed.

Ignoring Attila, who came running in surprise at the news of Grand Duke Blachnatt’s arrival, Casar strode straight across the lobby of the Firpalé Palace.

“Scathach—”

“Didn’t I call you last night… at dinner? Are you really here… I mean, did you really come from Teshia?”

There was no reply, but his very presence here was answer enough, so Attila shook his head slowly.

Miss Scathach, you’ll probably have to give up on the idea of returning to Isnak.

Iriel was right. Where else could there be clearer proof than this?

At just one word about breathing trouble, he lost his senses and raced across that vast distance in one go.

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