# Chapter 43
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Episode 43
Is it because I gave permission too quickly?
Holmes asked back in disbelief.
[Are you sure?]
[Of course. instead of...
.]
[instead of?]
[Please portray my husband as a good person.]
Holmes immediately lowered his head with an expression that said it wouldn't be a problem.
[Are you talking about His Excellency Duke Edenbahir?
The male protagonist of a romance always has to be a handsome man, so it's not difficult.]
theater.
'If you use your brain well, you can achieve good results.'
Holmes is right.
A good story can dominate a person's reason.
Knowing this fact, the Great Lady would have built a pseudo-house like the patron saint of Eden.
[Then I will ask you a favor.
We will talk again tomorrow for more details.]
[yes.
I will be waiting for you, Duchess.]
From then on, his plan proceeded smoothly.
It was an unexpected event that Madame Milena first brought a forgery, rather than a forgery of Holmes.
On the contrary, it was a good opportunity to study the hidden meaning of the image.
All of this was a plan that could have been done because you didn't know Georges Pager existed.
"It would have been impossible if I had revealed Georges Pager's name to the doctor on the train to Chavallon."
Lancelot's act of burning the note without even checking its contents presented Anita with an unexpected opportunity.
An opportunity to meet Georges Fager.
It was early in the morning when the drizzle was falling non-stop.
Suddenly, a steam car stopped in front of Wangseong Garden.
Wang Sung's attendant, who recognized the owner of the seal, hurriedly walked over and opened the car door.
The first person to get off was a young officer with brown hair and visibly tall.
The suture marks under his right eyebrow were clearly visible through the cracks in his refreshing facial features.
When the officer slightly turned his shoulders, the elaborate muscles beneath his uniform seemed to be fully exposed through the clothes.
'Wow.
Are we finally there?
He let out a short sigh and immediately reached towards the car.
The person who got down after being escorted was Sasha House, a beautiful young blonde.
"Iced coffee...
In the end, it arrived two days late.
"Is this some kind of romance?"
The complaint came from a woman who came down behind Sasha, escorted by a servant.
Sasha replied looking at Rosa Eburg, who was following her.
"It can't be helped.
Because of the train accident, I was stuck near the accident site for three days.
"It was lucky that there was a small village nearby."
"Well, Miss House is right.
"I'd rather die than be homeless."
Sasha removed the officer's hand and bowed her head politely to him.
"Thanks again, Major.
If Major hadn't been there, I wonder what kind of trouble he would have been in on the side of the road...
."
"Even if I say hello to you a hundred times, it's not enough.
I'd also like to thank you, Major Bimarck.
Miss Sasha?
"We will never travel long distances together as women again."
Bimarck Paolufna, the young officer who nodded at him, smiled faintly.
"I just did what I had to do.
"It was an honor to be able to serve these two beautiful ladies."
Bimarck Paolufna.
As the heir of Marquis Paolufna's family and a naval officer belonging to the kingdom, he was not originally scheduled to visit the royal castle.
It was on his way to Chavalon, on ill-timed leave, that he met these frivolous ladies.
At the time, Bimarck traveled in a steam carriage, not a train.
While driving his car, he saw a train stopped in a place that wasn't even a station.
Sasha and Rosa were next to the train, at the edge of the crowd that seemed to be in the middle of a market.
[Sasha House?]
[Main?
Are you Major Bimarck?]
How happy he was with his appearance, Sasha's expression upon discovering that Bimarck bloomed brightly like a flower blooming in spring.
Bimarck approached them.
[Why is the train stopping in a place like this?]
[The line is broken.
It looks like someone stole it.]
[Oh my God, Major Bimarck?
There are all these coincidences, right?
Ah, I guess there's no way to die after all.]
Bimarck looked away from Rosa, who was deeply relieved, and looked at Sasha.
[If the line is cut...
.]
[It is said that if you walk along this road for about 5 hours, you will find a small village.
I think I should ask for help there.]
[What do you mean by that, Miss Sasha?
The major is here.
Do we need to go there?
Main.
I'm sorry, but please take us to Hicksen.]
He eventually changed his route to Chavalon and changed his destination to Hixen with the two women.
As an officer, it was difficult to pretend I didn't know women in trouble.
Furthermore, in private, Bimarck was not in a position to refuse his request.
"It would be good for us, Miss Sasha.
"I have a wonderful fiancé."
This is because Sasha House was his only fiancée.
Sasha, who made eye contact with Bimarck, smiled awkwardly.
Although they were engaged, their relationship was very short-lived.
Since we only met a few times and had a light meal, we could say that our relationship was a little better than others.
Rosa, who was entering the castle earlier, spoke to them.
"But you know what?
Speaking of getting to the castle, I think I heard a very interesting story at Hicksen Station.
The bastard sued the Duchess of Edenbahir...
."
"What?
"Grandma sued Anita?"
With Sasha's scream, Bimark's footsteps suddenly stopped.
"One.
"It's such a random story it almost seems like a rumor."
"No no.
If you think about it, it's not that strange...
Main?"
The women walking ahead of them belatedly glanced at Bimarck.
Bimarck had a stern expression on his face, like someone who witnessed the betrayal of a trusted friend, or someone who was equally shocked.
"What did you say just now?"
"...
"Did the great lady sue the duchess?"
"No, the name of the Duchess of Edenbahir."
"If you are a duchess.
"Anitta?"
Anita.
Upon hearing the familiar name, Bimarck felt his mouth dry.
He hoped he had heard wrong.
"Are you sure you mean Anita Wöröny of the Wöröny family?"
"That's right.
Do you know Anita?
But still.
There was no way I could have heard wrong.
"Main?"
"...I'm sorry.
Anita's wedding was something I never imagined.
Did Duke Edenbahir pass away?"
"It's been a while since you closed your eyes.
"Do you really know nothing, Major?"
Bimarck quickly adjusted his expression.
'Anita, I can't believe you became the Duchess of Edenbahir.
'So suddenly?'
He swallowed a bitter sigh, closed his eyes deeply and then opened them.
'What the hell happened while I was gone...' .'
It was all the more painful because the marriage took place shortly after Lord Wöröny's death.
Rosa approached and opened her lips with an intimidating expression on her face.
"We were surprised too.
Who could have expected that brother Lancelot would take such a woman as his wife as soon as he inherited the title?
"Even if we do this, we will get divorced soon."
Sasha scolded Rosa with a disgusted expression.
"Pink.
"Don't be weird."
"Am I wrong?
Miss Sasha is your cousin, so you know that, right?
It's Brother Lancelot.
"Do you think I'm someone who would rush into marriage out of sympathy or love?"
"You don't know what people do.
"It's not something we should judge carelessly."
"Who can't say something stereotypical like that?
I heard that our brother Lancelot is very intelligent.
"He courageously married a naturally talented woman and easily resolved the issue of investment management rights."
Investment management rights.
'No way, that's why I married Duke Edenbahir...?'
It was a matter worthy of suspicion.
"I didn't know the major and his sister knew each other.
"How did you find out?"
Bimarck, who composed himself, responded calmly.
"The person who supported me as a student was Sir Vincent Wöröni.
"I was looked after at the Wöröni estate every summer vacation."
"Iced coffee.
I vaguely remember that.
I think I heard that there is someone who is like a real brother...
I didn't know it was the major.
"The world is such a small place."
"Oh my God, Lord Wöröni is also really amazing.
The daughter becomes a duchess and the blood patron becomes the adopted son of the marquis.
Did you save the country in a past life?
"If I hadn't closed my eyes, I could have survived."
Bimarck was born the illegitimate son of a fallen noble family.
He also lost his parents at a young age.
If Lord Wöröni, an old acquaintance of his parents, had not readily supported him, he would not have been able to excel at school, nor would he have been adopted by Marquis Paolup, who was a distant relative.
Then I became even more disappointed in myself for not being able to help Anita.
'I should be there to help you.'