To You Whom I Don’t Love That Much (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 059

59.

The island of Cyclades, where Admiral Montrosa’s castle was located, was relatively distant from the Villbron Sea region, where Rosetta had mostly stayed, despite both being in the east. The eastern region was lined with thousands of small islands and uninhabited islets along its coastline. And every single one of these islands had abysmal law enforcement. The port of Barna, which served as Toulon’s main anchorage, was among the most dangerous and filthy crime-ridden areas.

With criminals and raiders swarming everywhere, the methods pirates used to hide their stolen treasures had evolved over time. In this day and age, digging a hole in the ground to bury treasure would mark you as the biggest fool alive.

The safest way for pirates to protect their wealth was to join the Maritime League and deposit their money in maritime banks. It was a ruthless system that charged both membership and usage fees, but for pirates who lacked official recognition from the Empire, having assets that “would remain even if their ship sank” was a godsend.

Beyond the Villbron Sea, notorious for its rapidly shifting currents, lay a small island the pirates called “The Grave.” Though called an island, it was in fact more like a massive artificial island cobbled together from wrecked pirate ships.

And right on that Grave were both the Maritime League and the bank. That meant one thing: whether it was Rosetta’s inheritance or Nick’s, anyone seeking it would inevitably have to approach this “Grave.”

The problem was how to get there…

In truth, the lives of noblewomen were akin to being trapped in a gilded cage. This was regardless of how kind the Duke and Duchess of Montrosa were, or how devoted Cardier was.

“I apologize, but you cannot leave without an escort of knights.”

Rosetta glared fiercely at the two navy soldiers who stood before her, cross-sabers in hand. The sailors flinched at her menacing aura but refused to yield. Being disliked by the young duchess was still better than letting her get killed.

Just as the people of the east revered the admiral, pirates despised the navy, and family members were sometimes excellent tools for revenge. So yes, this overprotectiveness was understandable. Truly, she understood it… yet that didn’t stop her from feeling annoyed.

“Milady.”

Rosetta, pacing restlessly around the room, jerked her head up at the knock. It was Anna.

“How did it go?”

Anna glanced nervously around the room before pulling out a grimy leather pouch from under her apron.

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