Chapter 4.1

The seat where Liv always sat was in the middle. There, she could see not only the stained glass in the front, but also the light pouring in through it passing through the statue of God and casting it down to the floor.

It was the same today. Liv, who sat down, briefly stared at the shadow on the floor and put her hands together.

After the death of her parents, Liv was left with hardly any inheritance and a sick sister. The inheritance quickly dissipated for the price of Coryda’s medicine, and Liv had no choice but to go to the battle of life to earn their living expenses and the price of medicine to be consumed continuously.

At the time, Liv regretted not taking over her parents’ outstanding handicraft skills as the family business for the first time. This was because there was nothing Liv could do well among the things she could get paid for right away.

Only after being rejected several times for her poor sewing skills and repeatedly kicked out for her appalling cleaning skills, Liv was able to find a proper job. The job was a short-term tutor to teach the younger brother of her colleague whom she met at the boarding school.

Fortunately, it suited Liv very well. She finally felt rewarded for attending a costly boarding school.

Her first job was smooth. It was a short time, which was only for a month, but that helped her to get introduced to another short-term tutor position. She was able to build her own career by teaching short-term several times.

And finally, Liv was offered to be a home tutor for the first time. Even when she told her employer that she had to go in with Coryda, they readily nodded to accept it, and Liv and Coryda, who had often struggled to move their residence, moved in with joy.

There, Liv realized that her first job was literally lucky.

Click clack.

Liv, who was closing her eyes with her forehead leaning on her clasped hands in silence, suddenly opened her eyes. The sound of shoes cutting through the silence of the chapel was ringing loudly.

Usually, if there was someone praying, people were bound to hush the sound of footsteps, but the new visitor was walking without hesitation as if to reveal his presence.

Liv, who had blinked in bewilderment, composed her mind and closed her eyes again. But when she heard the sound of someone sitting down behind her, her focus automatically turned that way. The attitude that was not cautious at all was causing all kinds of noise.

She didn’t know who it was, but he was really an inconsiderate person. There are a lot of empty seats, so why is he sitting right behind me and making noise without thinking?

Once her focus was taken away, she was helplessly distracted. Liv, who had been holding out a little longer, eventually raised herself.

The reason why she chose to visit this chapel was that there were few visitors and those people were all quiet. She put up with the long distance because she didn’t want to go through a situation like this today.

Feeling displeased, she got the urge to at least see who it was. Liv looked up somewhat disapprovingly and soon opened her eyes wide.

“…!”

She barely managed to stop herself from screaming with her hands.

Forgetting that she was complaining inside a while ago, Liv carefully made a distance with a white face. She was careful not to let out any breath sound as well as to make footsteps, but unfortunately, there was a fine squeaky noise from the old chair. At the same time, the neatly closed eyelids moved.

Demus Dietrion.

Fortunately, she didn’t call out his name rudely this time. However, her body stiffened on its own when she met his blue eyes. Now, she felt sorry for laughing inwardly at Rita, her neighboor, when she told her the rumor that “the Marquis of Dietrion sold his soul to the devil and got his madly beauty.”

What’s with the devil? This man surely has all the grace of God to himself.

It was the Marquis of Detrion who spoke first instead of Liv, who was frozen.

“… Weren’t you the home tutor at the Vendons barony?”

The cool voice sounded like thunder even though it was not loud.

He recognized me. Liv immediately felt the illusion of lightning falling over her head. The heat rose all over her body as if she had been hit by a shower that didn’t even fall.

“Ex-excuse me, my Lord. I didn’t know that it was you…”

Liv, who managed to lower her gaze, bowed her head and greeted him. Then, she distanced herself from him hastily.

“Well, then, I will leave first so that I don’t get in your way.”

Liv immediately took a step, being as careful as possible not to make eye contact. She could reach the exit at once because it was a narrow chapel. When she opened the heavy door and left, she felt a gaze following her.

He is not trying to remember me because I’ve made him displeased continuously, is he?

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