Chapter 32

When an innocent woman pretended to be innocent to get what she wanted, it was there anyway; Edmond got up from his seat and approached her side, swallowing a vain smile inside.

He could see her thin shoulders crouched with tension as if she wasn’t immune to what was coming.

“I told you that you could go out with me, but the Grand Theatre is a place where many people gather.”

Another restriction other than the clause ‘Don’t go out of the castle.’

‘You must not meet anyone else.’

“In a crowded place, we may miss each other and wander apart, and because of your identity and your status, the poor may be aiming at Milady.”

“So… What?”

“If you agree to install this location tracking and self-defense-equipped harness, I’ll take you with me.”

Edmond took out a red silk ribbon. No, it’s made by twisting several ribbons, so it should be called a rope. Anyway, it was a long and long string.

“Is this a magical self-defense tool? …How do you fit it?”

“It’s tied to the body.”

What do you mean to tie it? Where? Don’t tell me you’re going to drag me around with a leash like an animal. A little nervous, the Ezet pulled his hips back and wrapped them around his neck.

“I, I don’t want to tie it around my neck.”

“I think I know what you were thinking, but don’t worry. It’s mounted on an invisible part.”

“Really? If that’s the case… All right.”

Self-defense tools with location trackers were developed in various designs to suit the owner’s diverse tastes, so some were in the form of dog necklaces, handcuffs, and shackles that Ezet imagined.

She didn’t desire to test them one by one, but the eyes around her would be worried about taking her with a dog collar if they went to the grand theatre, which distinguished imperial guests often visit.

Edmond himself never cared about the reputation of being a dangerous man who demanded perversion from his wife, but he couldn’t stand someone looking at Ezet with that kind of eye.

“Now, take off your clothes.”

“…yes?”

“I’ll wrap it around your body so you can’t see it from the outside. Take off your clothes.”

“Come on, hold on! You didn’t tell me I had to take off my clothes, did you? It’s just a string…!”

“Yes. To protect you from them doing anything strange to your body, you have to wrap it around your body.”

“No way!”

Ezet shouted in contemplation. She doesn’t know what the identity of that red string is, but she was also nervous about being naked in front of Edmond again.

Edmond, holding a red rope, smiled and took a step closer as Ezet stepped back, wrapped her shoulders.

As expected, that man’s smiling face is dangerous.

“Milady.”

“Oh, no!”

“Would you like not to go out then?  It doesn’t matter to me if you’re willing to stay in this castle for the rest of your life.”

She hated not being able to go out. No matter how quiet Ezet is and only reads books, the Duchy was too wide to live alone, and few people were to meet. It was necessary to have time to talk to someone agreeable to non-social people.

Ezet trembled with the hem of her clothes clung together.

“Just, can’t I just wrap it around my arm or something? Do I have to take off my clothes?”

“There is a proper way to wear the harness on your body. It won’t work unless it’s fitted according to its usage.”

“Well, I’m not going anywhere! I’ll stick right next to you and never leave.”

“No, it’ll be late if something happens.”

The Duke of Jaxen needed a Duchess. Edmond overlooked all of her work even though Erit had done the bizarre thing for three years because he desperately needed to have a wife, even if it was on paper.

It was a big deal if Ezet got hurt or kidnapped outside when she went out to see the performance. Edmond has a thorough and persistent personality. He would never listen even if she cried and begged that she didn’t want to take off her clothes.

“Well, then… Turn around.”

“When I wind you up anyway, I have to look at your body and wind it up.”

“I know! But turn around!”

It was embarrassing to show your naked body stripping in a different sense from showing your naked body.

Edmond shook his head and turned his back with a red rope in his hand as the Ezet shouted out in a rage.

The handsome man’s broad back was like a huge barrier. Edmond’s back, which turned into the wall between the table, felt like a partition, so Ezet could calm down a little.

‘Only magic tools, it’s just winding up. If he’s going to do something weird, I’m going to run away.’