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Chapter 83 Part 1 – A letter from Rona. And the “Thunderbolt Polka”. Ironically, the dance that plunged so many young ladies into the abyss became the bridge between mother and Countess Rosenthal.

Two horses gallop through the night.

An attendant named Bernard strained his small eyes desperately.

The road in the dark forest was a series of black malice that would hit him without any mercy.

He could barely keep up with his master, the Crimson Duke.

If he let his guard down for even a moment and failed to dodge, his body would be caught in the claws of the tree branches that protruded into the road.

If he fell from his horse at this speed, he would not be able to get away with it even in the daytime when the visibility is good. And now, with darkness enveloping his feet, he doesn’t even know where the dangerous tree branches are sticking out. It is terribly nerve-wracking. The wind cools the sweat beading on his forehead.

「…… At least, please slow down a little ……」

Once again, Bernard choked back the complaint that he had almost