Chapter 51

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n“Even if I pass the exam, I won’t be able to prepare the documents. As you may know, Princess—”

nAlicia said he was in trouble, but Rieta didn’t mind him.

nShe already knew everything about Noel’s plans.

n“To worry about documents is the privilege of someone who has passed.”

n“Princess.”

n“You don’t need to pass on your first try. But if you don’t work hard, I won’t let you put your forehead on the back of my hand for the rest of my life.”

nAlicia’s face turned blue at Rieta’s threat.

nNot allowing him to swear allegiance was like telling him not to breathe.

n“Well, of course I’ll do my best. I will not bring shame to your honor.”

n“Yes, that’s enough.”

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n“But whether I can really pass—”

nAs he rarely hesitated, Rieta took off her gloves and held out her hand.

n“I’ll be waiting for you, Alicia Maureen.”

n“…..”

nHe glanced at Rieta’s white hand for a moment.

nIn fact, there was something very important hanging on that tiny hand.

nA bright future for the Kingdom of Liz.

nThat precious hand that was now counting only on his dreams.

nWhat was he wavering like this for?

nAlicia bent his knees.

nThen he leaned his forehead on it and whispered his oath.

nRieta clenched her fist slightly, and held his oath in her hand.

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nAnd a week and a day after.

nA delivery man, in charge of the mail of the capital nobles, was leading a carriage into the Duke’s house.

nHe had already delivered mail to the Duke’s quite a few times.

nNevertheless, he was always nervous.

nIt was because of the beautiful maid working at the Duke’s house.

nThe same happened today.

nHe pulled out his sleeves to smoothen the wrinkles and straightened his collar.

nHe also did not forget to fix the badge on his chest.

nAll right, that was enough to see the Duke in person.

nOf course, a mailman like him could not meet the Emperor’s brother and highest noble.

nAfter taking a last long breath, he knocked on the giant door of the Duke’s home.

n“It’s the mail!”

nAs usual, he did not forget to reveal his identity in a loud voice.

nNow the door would open, and his crush would smile beautifully while saying, “Oh, you’re working hard today.”

nAh, she’s the only light of this desolate delivery life.

n“……”

nHowever, no matter how long he waited, the maid never opened the door.

nWhat’s going on here?

nHe waited for another 20 seconds according to the ‘Mail Delivery Text,’ then shouted loudly again, “It’s mail!”

nThen there was a bustling noise coming from beyond the big door.

nWhat’s going on?

nWorried, the mailman forgot the rudeness and carefully put his ear to the door.

nHe was worried that something bad might have happened to her.

nThere seemed to be quite a lot of people standing on the other side of the door.

nThey were delaying receiving mail, telling each other, “You go out.”

nWhy—?

nHe was leaning his head against the door, with his imagination running wild.

nFinally, the door began to open little by little.

nThe mailman quickly straightened up.

nHe didn’t forget to smile for the pretty maid.

n“…..?”

nHowever, it was a man in a suit, the one that appeared between the doors.

nIt was a very luxurious party suit.

nThe mailman raised his chin to check his opponent.

n“Huh!”

nAnd he quickly aimed his eyes at the floor. He thought he must have gone crazy at last.

nHe couldn’t believe wouldn’t be able to see the maids face until the end!

n“What about the mail?”

nThe mailman looked up again at the slow question.

nWith the hope that what he had seen moments ago might disappear.

n“…..!”

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nBut what he was seeing hadn’t changed a bit.

nA luxurious party suit.

nThe terrifying presence of the Duke of Mayer!

nAnd laying gently on his head!

n—was a cone hat.

nHe’s wearing a cone hat! The Duke of Dignity is wearing a party suit and a cone hat!

nWas the cone so bothersome that the mailman could not look away?

nThe duke explained the situation, slightly adjusting his hat on his head.

n“It’s a hat that the Princess of Liz made herself.”

nWas it an illusion to look bossy? Of course, it would be an illusion.

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