The Regressor of a Fallen Baronial House

Chapter 43. The Woman in the Black Veil (2)

A woman wearing a black veil was drinking tea at a cafe.

She had been in a depressed state for the past few days. The dark clouds in her heart were making her insides pitch black like the black veil she was wearing now.

For her, the maids suggested an outing after a long time.

Doing so wouldn't resolve the worries in her heart, but she had no particular reason to refuse, and she herself was aware that she had stayed only in the mansion for too long, so she decided on an outing after a long time.

'Boring……'

But staying in the mansion would have been better after all.

Although she was covering her face with a veil, just the lines of her face faintly visible through the veil were enough to focus the attention of the men around her.

It had always been like this.

Ciella Neudorf, the daughter of Berger whom God blessed, was a person who attracted the attention of surrounding men with her exceptional beauty.

The excessive attention from men that started from childhood was a great burden to her.

She, who was close to an introverted personality, lived her whole life shrinking back from the burdensome gazes of men, and grew up lonely, rejected by women of her age who were jealous of her.

So Ciella always lived with mild misandry and social phobia.

Berger, who felt sorry for his daughter who kept shrinking and trying to hide from the world despite her talent and charm.

Berger, who understood her heart well, decided to find a husband quickly and marry her off rather than keeping her by his side for a long time, even though she was his cherished daughter.

It was to block the interest of men and allow her to live comfortably by quickly finding a half she could rely on.

However, contrary to Berger’s intention, Ciella’s marriages failed miserably, and now she was even stuck with the label of a widow who lost two husbands.

"Sigh……"

It was an unfortunate life.

Ciella wanted to escape from people’s gazes and interest, but everything she possessed made that impossible.

"……?"

She looked out the window in frustration.

And there, the figures of two people caught her eye.

It was a platinum-blonde woman wearing an eyepatch on her right eye and a black-haired man.

At first, her gaze lingered on the woman who uniquely wore an eyepatch on one eye, but soon her gaze moved to the man next to her without realizing it.

She didn't know why, but every time she looked at that man, a hot energy rose from inside her navel.

'Ugh……!'

This feeling was a first. She didn't know what to do with the sensation she was feeling for the first time and gathered her thighs inward without realizing it.

Yet she continued to chase that man with her eyes.

The black-haired man was a man whose youthful face had not yet fully faded. Containing two appearances of a young man and a boy in one face gave a strange impression.

He was attractive.

Ciella lifted the veil she was wearing to see the face of the man moving in the distance clearly.

And at that moment.

She made eye contact with the black-haired man instantaneously.

The deep and dark eyes were rushing toward her like calm waves.

Ciella had never received such a strong impression from a person in her life.

She couldn't take her eyes off him.

Soon, the dark blue waves starting from the man poured into her eyes.

Because the feeling was so intense, Ciella wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn't. She momentarily lost control over her body.

However, the black-haired man seemingly didn't feel the same feeling as Ciella, as he soon turned his head away.

As the man’s gaze passed by, Ciella gasped for breath.

It was a moment where she had even forgotten to breathe.

"Haa, haa."

A drop of sweat formed and fell from the tip of Ciella’s chin.

Although it was a moment lasting only a few seconds, Ciella accepted the man who just passed by with her whole body.

For Ciella who had misandry, it was an experience and sensation she herself couldn't understand.

"……My Lady."

The maids around her reacted to her abnormal behavior.

At the same time, the atmosphere of the shop she was in heated up in an instant.

Seeing her face hidden in the veil, the nearby men were slowly flocking around Ciella like moths to a flame.

Taking off the veil was a mistake.

"……Let's go out."

She only lifted it slightly, but that was enough for the gazes of surrounding men to be fixed on her.

Red hair, and lips redder than the hair color, curved dizzyingly inward, making the hearts of men beat just by looking.

The tear mole sitting slightly at the end of her eye naturally highlighted her sexual appeal.

It was a beauty that could be described as violent.

Even a profusely blooming rose would likely fade in color if placed in front of her.

A few of the men were already walking toward the woman in the black veil, but the maids and female knights around her quickly blocked them.

It was a very natural action. It felt like something they had repeated countless times.

The party of the woman in the black veil had to hurriedly leave the cafe even though they hadn't finished their tea.

"I lifted the veil without realizing it."

She blamed her action.

Even though she knew that if she took off the veil, if her face was seen, a situation repeated countless times in her life would occur, she lifted the veil.

No, she had no choice but to do so.

Because he was a man who gave such a strong impression.

"My Lady."

"Yes?"

An older-looking maid approached the woman who was hurriedly leaving the street and spoke.

"……That gentleman My Lady was eyeing earlier."

The older maid was her nursemaid.

She was a person who raised her from childhood and protected her from people’s gazes.

Therefore, the nursemaid reacted more sensitively than others to Ciella briefly having her gaze stolen by a man.

And the moment she recognized the man where her gaze arrived, she thought about whether this was fate.

Because the man Ciella was staring at blankly without taking her eyes off was.

"That person is Baron Blanc Cadmus."

Because he was the person who would become her third husband.

"Huh?"

Ciella couldn't hide her embarrassment upon hearing the nursemaid’s words.

Baron Blanc Cadmus.

Because that man was the biggest factor making her heart dark right now.

***

Blanc was tilting his head.

'I definitely felt something.'

Blanc, having entered the realm of an expert, was always constructing his domain through his senses.

However, just now, there was a certain feeling trying to pierce through his domain instantaneously.

Although he couldn't find it in detail because it disappeared in an instant.

Blanc subconsciously touched his left shoulder.

"Is there somewhere you are uncomfortable?"

"No. Let's go. to the magic tool shop."

Blanc and Tarania were heading to the magic tool shop right now.

Although it was naturally delayed due to Simon Diez’s matter, now there really was no time.

Blanc wanted to find a magic tool to search for the curse hidden inside Ciella with the help of Tarania, who was well-versed in black magic and Evil.

Her excellent insight would be of great help in finding a magic tool that would reveal Ciella’s curse.

'It should work well……'

Even for Blanc of the past life, it was a story he just heard as rumors. Therefore, accurate situation judgment and finding a solution were difficult.

'I just need to find it first.'

However, thinking about it, Blanc didn't necessarily need to unravel Ciella’s curse himself.

She was the child of Berger Neudorf, a Meritorious Noble family of the Felix Kingdom.

In other words, a very precious body.

If Blanc noticed signs of black magic on her person and just hinted it to Berger, it was a problem that would be resolved on its own.

Therefore, Blanc decided to buy a more versatile and practical detection magic tool rather than a tool that directly dispels curses.

If he could specify the curse sleeping inside Ciella’s body, it would be correct to take a tool that dispels it entirely, but even Blanc didn't know that far.

"The type I recommend is this."

It was a ring made of silver.

A red gem was embedded in the center of the ring, and delicately engraved magic formulas were embossed around it.

It was an unusual item even at a glance.

"Magic tools are basically divided into two forms. The first is the ‘activation type’ magic tool used by the owner injecting mana or Aura."

Tarania placed the ring she found on Blanc’s hand.

"And there is the ‘continuous type’ magic tool that always activates regardless of the user’s will."

"Then which form is this ring?"

Blanc asked Tarania while looking at the ring placed in his hand.

"Evil always looks for an opportunity and targets people’s carelessness. Therefore, if you are buying a magic tool to deal with Evil, it is correct to buy a magic tool that is a continuous type."

"Hmm……"

Blanc didn't feel the need to refute or ask questions particularly. At least in this part, Tarania would be right.

"Understood."

"However, the point to note is that in the case of continuous type magic tools, they use mana stones. You must replace the mana stone before its efficacy runs out."

"Hmm……"

It meant he had to change the mana stone periodically to fulfill its role as a magic tool.

'It means it's a tool that burns money to use.'

For Blanc, who didn't have a proper source of income yet, it was an amount that would make his hands tremble.

However, there was the support fund Bartomyu gave as a reward, and.

'The most expensive thing is my life.'

Since he didn't know if he might be eaten by the Red Widow Spider if he made a mistake, Blanc decided not to worry too much this time.

"Since it is an item recommended by Dame Tarania, agonizing more would not be polite either."

"……You made a good choice. Baron. That item will definitely save the Baron’s life once."

Tarania ended up slightly flustered seeing Blanc pay the price without much thought.

Because even Tarania didn't think Blanc would buy it all at once with a thud.

Tarania, who had roughly grasped Blanc’s financial state, intended to show the best item first, then show other items fitting the use and situation.

"I trust Dame Tarania."

Although Blanc didn't worry much because it was an item he absolutely had to buy from his perspective, it approached Tarania accepting it with a slightly different meaning.

'A little…… burdensome.'

No matter if Blanc was a knight creating a legend, he was a fifteen-year-old man who just became an adult.

Since Blanc, who could be called young, bought a large-sum item without much thought saying he trusted her, it was understandable for Tarania to feel flustered.

'Well, I just have to do that much better.'

Anyway, Tarania planned to leave for the Torch Knights again once she figured out the identity of that thing briefly glimpsed in Blanc’s mental world.

So if she assisted Blanc to her best until then, she would have done her duty.

'Let's pay a little more attention.'

Instead, Tarania decided to pay a little more attention than she initially intended to Blanc who trusted her.

While Tarania was making a resolution alone behind Blanc, Blanc put the purchased silver ring on his finger.

Blanc had never worn a ring in his entire life throughout his past life.

The energy was cold and unfamiliar, but thinking that this was an object that would protect his lifeline, he naturally grew fond of it.

'Now I should go into the tiger’s den.'

If he was going to find the curse sleeping in Ciella’s body, it would be better to approach in advance and resolve it quietly rather than dealing with it on the wedding day when people were bustling.

'It would be right for me to take the initiative.'

Therefore, Blanc decided to visit the Neudorf family.

To save himself, and to save the woman who would become his bride.