I won't pick up the trash i threw away again

Chapter-75

Kalian's hand, which had just picked up a document, stopped.

"They said he's been depressed because it's been a long time since he's seen you, Your Majesty."

Kalian replied with a short sigh.

"...as far as I know, Duke Giltian goes there often."

"Duke Giltian is a Duke and Your Majesty is Your Majesty."

He's right.

Kalian nodded.

"Thanks for letting me know. I'll visit him soon."

"And he's also curious about Sir Thebesa."

Kalian replied while picking up the document.

"It's not the time yet. After a little more time, I'll introduce her to him."

"After Sir Thebesa becomes a baron?"

Kalian didn't answer, but it was no less than an affirmation.

Well, that's indeed the perfect time.

If it's too fast, it'd be suspicious in other people's eyes.

If it's too late, it'd get another kind of suspicion.

Ver agreed with Kalian's decision and took his leave.

"Then I'll get going now."

"Wait."

Kalian gave the document he was looking at to Ver.

"Look into this, too."

...even the devil would be nicer than this man.

Ver cursed Kalian inwardly and took the document he gave.

As he checked the document, Ver's eyes widened.

At the top of the document, the words [Abolition of Slavery] were written in large letters.

After hearing the news of her labor, Philen drove to the mansion without a break.

It was because he wanted to see his baby as soon as possible.

"What about the baby?"

After arriving at the estate in two days, Philen looked for his baby as soon as he entered the mansion.

The butler's face darkened. It was the same with the other servants.

"What's wrong?"

An ominous feeling hit his spine.

Philen grabbed the butler's shoulders roughly and shouted.

"Answer me right now. Where's the baby?!"

"...the undertaker is here to prepare for the funeral."

The fact that the undertaker came...

"Is the baby... dead?"

The butler couldn't speak, so he nodded.

"Hah."

Philen stepped back.

His golden eyes trembled.

"The baby, my baby is dead..."

"Master!"

When Philen's body staggered in great shock, the butler and the servants hurried to support him.

"Are you okay, Master?"

"...do you think I'll be okay?"

Suddenly, his hardened eyes gleamed with murderous intent.