Forgotten Juliet

Chapter 26:

Chapter 26:

Flash.

Lightning struck. In an instant, a dazzling flash of light pierced through the forest, where even moonlight couldnt reach.

In that gust of wind, a mans straight forehead, stubborn eyebrows, and cold red eyes were revealed.

In front of him, a gigantic centipede-like monster writhed with its head severed.

Kurung.

Lennox raised his head, like a man who had suddenly come to his senses.

However, he wasnt surprised to find himself standing in the middle of the dark monster-infested forest.

Lennox thought of a certain woman who disliked thunderstorms.

When will you come back?

It wasnt easy to notice that Juliet was afraid of thunder and lightning.

First of all, Juliet Monad had a bold and even fearless personality.

And in the North, it was rare for a heavy rain accompanied by thunder and lightning to occur.

The season when large typhoons usually came was in summer, and around that time, they would be staying at the Summer Palace.

But that was only his recollection, so Juliets memory might be a little different.

The position of the Duke of the North was not handed over easily, and he often left Juliet alone.

Theres a typhoon coming soon So

If she had told him not to go or asked to accompany her, or if she had begged him to come back early, maybe he would have realized it sooner.

Be careful

Struggling to open her mouth, that was all she managed to say.

How foolish

In that aspect, Juliet acted naively to the point of frustration.

When dealing with conservative and scheming noble families in the North, she would overturn everything without changing her expression. So there was no way she would be afraid of something like a ghost.

She probably didnt want him to know that she didnt like being alone, like a child, on nights when thunder roared.

Lennox had only recently learned about it.

Flash.

On nights with intense thunder, Juliet would keep a bright fire burning and crouch down in a corner.

But then it would be hard to fall asleep.

In response to the casually thrown remark, she flinched and reluctantly extinguished the fire. It was probably closer to trauma than fear.

Finally, he recalled the day when her parents died, a storm of such magnitude that it could be counted as one of the biggest thunderstorms he had ever witnessed.

She had never shown it, but on nights when thunder rumbled, she would pretend to be indifferent and desperately bury herself under the covers, her face pale, which was quite cute.

So he pretended not to notice it either.

There had been times when he wondered what Juliet would do when he wasnt by her side and she couldnt fall asleep alone.

But he never asked.

He simply guessed that she would either stay up all night with the lights on, waiting for the storm to pass, or call the maids and spend the night with them.

It wasnt something he needed to know more about, and he didnt want to.Rread latest chapters at novelhall.com

Flash.

When the lightning struck again, Lennox discovered a fragile white bone beneath his feet.

The forest floor was littered with what clearly appeared to be human bones.

Lennox looked down at the fallen monster with cold eyes. A red streak rose from the white deers neck.

The illusion of the woman that had lingered before him had long disappeared.

This is not your child.

However, contrary to the silent murmurs of hallucination, Juliet, smiling sweetly, clearly spoke those words to him.

Under normal circumstances, he would have doubted the truth of those words. It was rare for him to lose his composure.

However, his tilted sanity clouded his judgment.

He couldnt find the right timing to cut her off. And yet, he didnt suspect that letting go of her hand first would be to his disadvantage.

But

The truth is, I had an ulterior motive.

Lennoxs lips twisted cruelly.

He could have easily grabbed her if he reached out. Just a mere butterfly. Juliets enchantment had no effect on him.

Juliet, who had never shown any tears in front of him, wavered with teary eyes.

Snap.

The necklace clashed as it fell from his grasp.

This extravagant necklace, known as the Tears of the Sun, was worth as much as ten mansions.

Yet Juliet took nothing. It was as if anything associated with him, no matter how valuable, was repugnant to her.

The white deer, with its pierced neck, twitched and fell lifeless.

Maybe I like you.

With a cold mind, Lennox pondered.

But he still hadnt realized that he had never given anything to Juliet.

* * *

My lord

Hadin, who had been waiting outside the dark forest with his words, was taken aback when he noticed the Duke walking out of the forest slowly.

Hadin, with dark-colored skin, was a member of the southern immigrant tribe and the leader of the elite knights who were loyal only to the Duke.

He had always faithfully carried out his lords orders without blinking an eye, but even in Hadins eyes, the Dukes appearance, cloaked in the blood of monsters, felt eerie.

Not only did he walk out unscathed from the lair of the mutant monsters, but the Duke also dragged along a white deer drenched in blood.

My lord.

Hadin tried not to give any attention to the dead deer and awkwardly opened his mouth.

Originally, it wasnt Hadins job to deliver this kind of news.

It was the duty of the secretary, Elliot, or at least that of the other knights. But it was only Hadin who was by the Dukes side now.

A message came from the palace a little while ago. They said the lake has turned red.

Near the capital, there was a sacred lake, access to which had only a limited circle of people.

The seemingly ordinary small lake was considered sacred because it foretold calamity.

If the lake turned red every few decades or even centuries, it was a sign of an impending disaster.

To make matters worse, the ominous sign appeared the day after the grand New Years celebration. It was only natural for the Emperor to panic and urgently contact Duke Carlyle in the middle of the night.

My lord?

However, Lennox Carlyle, who was wiping his hands after throwing away the prey, showed no interest in signs or disasters.

After casually wiping off the streak of blood running down his chin, the Duke asked with a nonchalant expression.

Where is the mansion of Count Monad?