After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

"Hmm... probably not. I don't have that feeling."

Fortunately, the Marchioness shook her head after a brief thought.

Aize then began to ask with confidence:

"Madam, how much can you remember about the Faceless Men? How did you become possessed and controlled by them? When was your last memory?"

Once you master these, even if you don't know the complete capabilities, you can still improve the opponent's penetration to a certain extent.

However, the tired blue-haired woman shook her head:

"I know what you mean, but sorry, I don't know either. I remember everything from yesterday until I went out for some fresh air in the middle of the party. There was nothing unusual."

"Really? Not at all?"

"No... If I must say, I think I lost my mind a few times, didn't I?"

"Stunned? How many times? When?"

The Marquise leaned against the headboard behind her, supporting her shaky head and trying to recall:

"Hmm... should it be twice? No, three times. Once in the morning when I was patrolling the castle, once before you guys arrived, Aize, and... oh, once when I faced the brave lady Rosalyn."

This made Aize tilt his head slightly:

"I was just distracted, how can you remember it so clearly?"

"Haha, because I don't usually daydream. And that time in front of Lady Rosalyn, I was in a daze for quite a while, and it was only when she called me that I came back to my senses."

"Ah."

This means that the Faceless King is hiding in the lady's body through some means, and will only take over her consciousness when necessary. At other times, he is alone, which makes him safer and less likely to be exposed.

Perhaps for the same reason, Vivian didn't notice anything unusual during the examination.

As for those time points...

The one in the morning was probably arranging manpower so that his subordinates could sneak into the castle.

The one before I came here must have been because my arrival had caught the other party off guard, so they reacted.

As for the third one...it must be related to Rosaline's secret.

If I ask her in person, I might find out something and guess her motives.

We’ll talk about it later, anyway.

Chris looked around and asked:

"Mom, where is father? Wasn't he still here before I left?"

"Heh, he slipped out a few minutes before you came in. He said he was going to arrange a reconnaissance operation against the demons."

The Marchioness raised her head, and the dissatisfaction in her voice reached its peak.

"But if you ask me, it's probably simply because he's too embarrassed to see you. After all, both the city and his wife were saved by the very people he dislikes the most. Where would he put his face?"

This may sound a bit harsh, but it is true.

The Marquise looked at Chris again, unwilling to give in.

"Did your father apologize to Aize yesterday?"

"No."

"Oh, that guy, he's going to piss me off to death sooner or later, he... huh - huh -"

As the Marquise spoke, she suddenly covered her chest and took a few deep breaths, looking as if she was almost unable to recover.

Chris hurried forward, but was pushed away by her.

"I'm fine, I'm fine... Whew, Chris."

"Um?"

"You two finally made it back, so why don't you spend all that time with me? It's such a waste. How about taking Aize out for a stroll tomorrow?"

"Okay, I..."

Chris was excited for a second, but the moment her eyes met her mother's, she quickly lost interest and shook her head vigorously.

"No, let's wait until you feel better. I'm worried about you now."

"What are you worried about? It's just a small thing. I won't die before I have my grandson. Instead of worrying about that, why don't you give me a child as soon as possible... let me hold it?"

After urging marriage, the next step is urging children. It seems that this is the same for parents in every world.

But for Chris, suddenly turning to this topic without any mental preparation was quite damaging.

"Child!? My master's... no, Aize's child!?"

"Why such a big reaction? Aren't you planning on having one? Or do you already have one?"

“Yes, yes!!!? Well, it’s not that it’s impossible to have it. It would be better to say that it’s better to have it, but actually——”

Well, my brain is almost overloaded.

For fear of being exposed, Aize quickly kicked her lightly and put his arm around her shoulders again.

The blue-haired girl calmed down a little:

"No, I... I mean, there will be! Later!"

The Marquise's eyes moved between Aize and Chris, then she smiled mysteriously and waved to Aize:

"Aize, can you please step out for a moment? I have something to say to my daughter."

Chapter 49: Couple's Progress

Chris's current mental state is not very reassuring. Aize doubts whether she can keep up the lie when she is alone.

But the mother and daughter were talking in private, so it was really inappropriate for him to stay here. So without hesitation, he nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

After confirming that Aize had disappeared, the Marquise cleared her throat and asked:

"I haven't had the chance to ask you two before, where are you two at now?"

Sure enough, you want to ask about this.

Chris answered directly without hesitation:

"Didn't I tell you in the letter before? We're getting married."

"Without parental approval, without church notarization, and without reporting to the royal family, this kind of situation, in aristocratic circles, is generally called elopement, right?"

The Marquise's tired face was full of helplessness.

This should have been said a long time ago, but things have never stopped since the daughter and son-in-law came back, and the mother and daughter only had the opportunity to sit down and have a good chat now.

And this is indeed the truth.

Unlike when she was facing her father, the blue-haired girl looked away with a guilty look:

"I'm sorry, but my father...will definitely not agree."

"He really wouldn't agree, but you could at least write me a letter and tell me. I could spend more time helping you counsel him, and things wouldn't be as troublesome as they are now... Forget it, if the target is Aize, I have no objection."

The middle-aged woman shook her head, and there was no hint of blame in her tone, which surprised Chris.

"...No problem?"

"She's excellent, reliable, and in a high position, so there won't be any trouble. You like her, so what can you say? Think about Count Hansen next door. His eldest daughter eloped with her boyfriend last month, and no one knows where she is now."

Chris was stunned for a moment, then her eyes widened:

"Elope? How come I don't know about this?"

"It was concealed by their family. We only found out about it after Old Hansen asked us for help."

"Hide it? Why would she hide it after she ran away? And she eloped with her boyfriend. Isn't the eldest son of the Hansen family a man himself? How could it be...oh."

Two questions, each is the answer to the other.

Looking at her own mother's subtle yet unspoken expression, Chris didn't ask any further questions and looked away with emotion.

The Marquise continued:

"Anyway, I'm not going to object. But since this concerns the future of our family, I have to ask: How far have you two gotten in physical contact?"

"ha--!?"

"Don't you understand what I mean? I mean, have you two ever..."

"No need to explain in such detail, I know what you mean!"

Chris is not a pure girl who is ignorant of the world. She has been in the army and the Knights for a long time, and has heard a lot of dirty jokes after drinking and in jokes.

But coming from the mouth of one's elders in a serious manner, the destructive power was still a bit too strong.

The Marquise didn't care at all and continued to ask calmly:

"So, you haven't done it?"

"Woo..."

"No?"

"……No."

The early reaction has been exposed. In this situation, it is worthless to claim that you are experienced, and it is too unfriendly to your own san value.

Chris could only nod with a blushing face.

Such a performance made the Marquise hold her face in her hands and sigh deeply:

"As expected, I knew it. After all, that's what the rumors about the brave Aize are about. You... you're not a proactive person either. Really, if it's not legally certified and you didn't actually have sex, how can you be considered married? Forget it, come closer-"

Waving his hand, he asked his daughter to come closer to him. The Marquise leaned forward and whispered something, while Chris nodded repeatedly.

"Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... Hmm? What!? No, no no no no no—what are you talking about!?"

His face gradually turned red, his expression began to twist and twitch, and finally, like an overloaded machine, his head jumped to the side with smoke coming out.

"What am I talking about? This is a matter concerning the family heir, and you seem to understand it quite well. When educating those truly well-off young ladies, you have to be more explicit."

The Marquise's expression was unusually calm.

He even crossed his arms and looked at his daughter with one eye wide open and one small open:

"It's no big deal. When your father was young, he was even less ambitious than you are now, but he still managed to win in the end, didn't he?"

"...Father, is this true?"

"Ah."

As the lady nodded meaningfully and exchanged glances, the image of Marquis Carlside in her daughter's mind became increasingly strange.

Of course, this is not the point right now.

Looking at her daughter, who was trembling like a little chicken, the Marquise asked with great seriousness:

"So what do you say? Do it? Or don't do it?"

"Woo..."

Chris's insides were churning.

What I'm talking about is nothing more than that kind of thing, which is indeed a necessary boost for a young couple who have made no progress.

But the problem is, the two are not husband and wife. It was Chris who acted without authorization and forced Aize to pretend for her own good when she had no choice.

It's not a good idea to push your luck at a time like this, right?

Then there's the matter of Villian.

Chris once had great distrust towards Villian, the great witch who had seriously injured Aize. Even now, she is still not very good at getting along with her.

But her behavior in this incident can be described as magnanimous. Planning these things now can be considered as sneaking around no matter how you look at it, and she always feels sorry for others.

Then there are Chris's own problems.

Normally, she calls Aize "Master" and worships him with an almost fanatical attitude, but if you really ask Chris to explain what her feelings are, she really can't explain it clearly.

like?

If I have to say whether I like it or not, I definitely like it very much, but I don’t have the expectations or desires associated with liking someone in the conventional sense.