How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

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"I'll take care of this. Your Highness, take refuge with your daughters."

Ferdinand forced Ivan to evacuate the long sword slash from the tall man with his love sword.

Ivan, sitting still, nodded "OK" to Ferdinand's instructions when she quickly regained her posture.

"Leave Miss Miriam to me, Marquis Caparoni. And again, I'm sorry, once this is over, I want you to apologize if you can get out of here safely."

Ferdinand glanced deeply at Ivan, but turned away from Fufu and Ivan.

"And this is another story. Anyway, let's get through this now. Now, go."

Ivan lowered his head again and hurried to the room where Miriam had fled.

When he entered the room, Miriam stood up to protect Robin with a burning stick on his hand, but when he saw Ivan's face, he felt relieved and sat on the spot.

"Your Highness Ivan... I am relieved that you are safe."

"I'm glad you're safe. Are there any injuries anywhere?

"Yes, Your Highness!? Blood is seeping everywhere!

"No problem. It's all a scratch."

Ivan realized that she was genuinely worried about herself when she saw her safe face and had a sincere expression of relief. She remembered the depth of the sister-in-law's feelings and pledged to support her respected half-brother and her companion for the rest of her life.

"Emilio and his brother are already out there. My father climbed the wall and entered through the window in the adjacent room, so could His Highness come out from there too? It's a little difficult for me, so just your Highness..."

Ivan glances when he hears Ferdinand is climbing the wall. This is because the lower floors are four floors, and the mansion was previously detached, and the ceilings are much higher than the usual mansions, so it is much higher than the usual four floors.

"... the Marquis de Caparoni is quite a brave mercy, contrary to what it looks like. Embarrassed, I can't get off the wall from this height. And I want to stay here and protect you and the boy."

Ivan gently removes Miriam's grip from his hand.

The redness returns to the palm that was firmly gripped as it became white. Ivan lowered her eyebrows and wrapped her gorgeous hands.

"I'm sorry. It would have been horrible to have a lady with something like this. Until we get out of here, why don't you let me protect you instead of my brother? You're going to be my stepsister."

Miriam looks up like she can play the word of Ivan. And holding his eyes wet with tears, he said, "Yes. Please..." she smiled.

After a while, the hallway will be quiet. Miriam and Ivan nodded face to face, opening the door small and watching the outside.

There were red robe men and Duke's private soldiers down there, Ferdinand returning the sword to its sheath and Jill, who seemed bored and lacking.