I Don't Need the Grand Duke's Regret - Chapter 27

Chapter 27
Translator: effe

Step, step. Armilla, who was walking to the stables while stepping on the snow, tilted her head when she heard a sound coming from behind the warehouse.

“Uwaahhh…….”

She thought it was the wind at first. However, the closer she got, the clearer this sound was. It was the sound of someone crying.

‘Who is it?’

As she listened to it, it seemed like a woman was crying sadly. Armilla walked towards the warehouse where the sound was coming from.

“Uwah! Huwaaaa!”

As she approached the warehouse, Armilla blinked at what she saw. A woman dressed as a maid was sitting in front of the back door.

However, the woman’s behavior was unusual.

From sitting on the floor with her legs outstretched, to crying with her mouth wide open. The adult woman’s behavior was like that of a five or six year old child.

“Hiccup! Uh! Huwaa!”

She was crying and even hiccuping

Armilla, who was watching the crying maid, was struck by a strange feeling.

Renato’s employees all had no expression. Even if they occasionally showed an expression, it was mostly contempt or ridicule.

But how can this maid show her emotions so openly?

‘Maybe she hasn’t received employee training yet? Or is she an apprentice maid?’

Armilla, who was peeking on the maid, thought for a moment. When she tried to leave the crying person behind, she couldn’t take a step.

But Renato’s employees hate Armilla. So it was difficult for her to approach hastily.

“Luce! Where are you, Luce?”

Armilla, contemplating, turned her head to see Bianca running.

Let’s not care about it.

She didn’t know if that maid would welcome Armilla’s help or not, but she didn’t want to have anything to do with Bianca. Armilla sniffed her red nose and went on her way.

Slap!

If it weren’t for the loud noise coming from behind.

“I told you to shut up! Are you crying again because you can’t stand it any longer?”

“Huwaah, it, it hurrrtsss!”

“You stupid thing! Get up now will you? I said stop crying and come to the main building quickly! Can’t you get your head around?”

“Stop!”

When Bianca’s hand rose into the air, Armilla jumped in front without realizing it. She glared at Bianca, blocking the maid with her arms outstretched.

“Stop!”

“Who is this? Why did such a precious person come all the way here?”

Bianca looked at Armilla and made an expressionless face. She said, tucking her windblown gray hair behind her ear.

“It’s a matter between employees. Go your own way.”

“But…….”

“Go your own way.”

Bianca warned, opening her eyes. She was prepared to use violence on Armilla as well if she did not comply.

Armilla gulped.

Bianca was different from the regular maids. The other maids were from Renato, but she was from Jacquette.

Bianca was Jacquette’s refugee.

She was a victim swept in when a conflict broke out in the territory of Adalberto, bordering Jacquette.

Ricardo, who had gone out to calm the conflict at the request of Count Durante, took Bianca with him.

The reason the employees were surprised but not greatly shaken when Ricardo brought Armilla was because it happened with Bianca before.

Bianca, who lost her family in the conflict, appealed to Ricardo to take her in, and she eventually came along as a maid.

That’s how Bianca became a maid, but she was a little different from the other maids.

Because she was a maid brought directly by the head of the family, that is, she may be a maid who may have been in the hands of the head of the family.

Ricardo, who was indifferent to everything, neither denied nor confirmed this. In addition, Bianca’s arrogant attitude gave rise to speculation that there was something between her and him.

Bianca was acting as the leader of the maids with that rumor behind her.

“You are no different from me. Just because you’re a little bit luckier than me, don’t act like you can do anything.”

Bianca scowled. Armilla flinched at the anger pouring down on her. But she soon lifted her head up as she heard the pitiful sobs behind her.

“I didn’t intervene because I wanted to do anything. She’s crying. Why are you trying to hit her instead of comforting her?”

“Why?”

Bianca said, pointing to the sobbing maid.

“That’s because she keeps bringing firewood into the White Room.”

Armilla took a breath at Bianca’s explanation.

Each room in the main building had a name based on the color of its decoration.

The Grand Duke’s room is the Black Room, Armilla’s room is the White Room, and there was the Red Room…….

So, Bianca is now hitting the maid because she gave Armilla firewood.

‘The servants didn’t bring firewood to my room because they were wary of His Grace.’

Armilla later realized why she had been able to have such a warm winter. It was because the maid who was crying behind her secretly helped her.

If that’s the case, she can’t back down even more. Armilla made up her mind and glared at Bianca.

“I will soon become the Grand Duchess. It’s a given to bring firewood to my room.”

“But not yet?”

Bianca was confident. Armilla glared at her and slowly opened her mouth.

“It is not yet. Because tomorrow hasn’t come yet.”

“…… what?”

“Tomorrow, we will have a ceremony as soon as His Grace returns from the temple.”

Armilla swallowed a little and continued her words.

“The Grand Duchess has the right to decide on the employees’ employment, right?”

After finishing her words, Armilla stared at Bianca with shining eyes. It was a threat that meant that if she became the Grand Duchess tomorrow, she would immediately cut Bianca off.

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