After Marrying 5 Yandere Wives, I Obtained a 10,000x Return System Chapter 62: The Legendary Count Appears

Then he noticed that there were two more people beside Cedric, who was drinking calmly, and one of them he had already t.

"Oryn."

Luke muttered in a low voice, and from the side, Aurielle heard his voice and also followed his gaze.

There she also saw Oryn was in the middle of a group of three people, and beside him were Cedric and Rowan Ashenford.

"Darling, calm down."

Aurielle’s expression also changed when she noticed Luke’s anger, but she still spoke gently to him while he continued glaring at Oryn.

Oryn noticed Luke entering the hall but chose to ignore him.

However, when he suddenly felt an intense gaze upon him, he turned around and found Luke staring at him with an angry expression.

Oryn calmly looked back at him because he didn’t take this talentless hero seriously at all and already had planned to make him a cripple.

Rowan and Cedric also noticed Oryn’s gaze and followed his line of sight.

There, they saw the couple who had just entered the hall, both of them looking toward Oryn with an intense and angry glare.

Cedric, on this, removes his gaze from Luke and turns toward Aurielle, and the sleeping lust inside his body awakens again.

"She looks hotter than before."

He thought, but then he felt the murderous glare from the side.

He got a shiver from this and stopped staring at her, but it was already too late, as in the next mont he heard a threatening voice.

"Baron Cedric, keep your filthy eyes from her, or else I will help you in removing them."

Rowan warned Cedric when he noticed how disgusting look he was giving to Aurielle.

"Calm down, Rowan."

Oryn saw the situation getting worse and intervened.

"Hmph."

On this Rowan just hmph and cald down sowhat and bring his drink to his mouth while looking at Aurielle, who was now telling sothing to Luke.

"My stupid brother is finally gone, and now she is clinging to that waste?"

Rowan muttered angrily as he watched how they were being lovey dovey.

Oryn heard him and smiled, thinking that he could use Rowan to deal with this waste hero.

"I can understand you, Rowan."

He placed his hand on Rowan’s shoulder as he try to cald him down, and then he continued.

"I know, because of your stupid big brother, you haven’t been able to express your love to the princess ever before."

"But—"

He paused slightly and thought about the info he had gathered about Rowan.

"A talented person, but because he was the third son, he didn’t get enough attention and also stopped chasing Aurielle when Roland started pursuing her."

He smiled at the Rowan and said to him in a slightly tempting voice.

"Now, your big brother is gone; that’s your best chance."

Rowan paused slightly on this and turned to look toward Oryn, who is one of the sea prince.

Then Oryan continued.

"I am pretty sure that she would have already found out that this hero is totally useless, and if now you go and propose to her, then she will definitely say yes."

Rowan heard Oryn’s words completely and understood what he was trying to do.

Even though he was not foolish enough to blindly trust him, a thought still crossed his mind.

"That’s what the worst can happen?"

He turned back his gaze toward Luke, who is now also looking at him, and thought about the info he has gotten.

"A talentless hero who can’t cultivate and stopped at the first stage of the knight realm but has so kind of special ability or items that let him transform into so kind of giant form."

"But he is still an Iron Knight, and I am a peak Bronze Knight."

A sly smile appeared on his face as he compared his strength to Luke’s.

Aurielle told Luke that the brown haired man with light black eyes is Rowan Ashenford and the youngest son of the Ashenford family.

"He tried to pursue when I was in the academy which bring many troubles."

"But suddenly he stopped all of this as Roland started pursuing ."

Luke heard Aurielle’s angry voice, and then he looked toward the Rowan, who was also looking at him.

But when Rowan smiled, Luke beca angry that if fighting was not allowed here, he would love to beat that bastard’s face and break all his teeth so he couldn’t smile anymore.

"Huffff..."

Luke took a deep breath to calm down his anger and turn toward Aurielle with a smile.

"Don’t worry, honey, your husband is here, and from now on, if anyone has bad thoughts about you, then they can forget about standing on their legs again."

Aurielle brought her hand to cover her mouth as a soft laugh escaped her.

Then, she leaned slightly toward him and whispered into his ear.

"Ohh my~, how manly my man has beco~"

With that, she gave a small peck on his cheek, on this Luke’s face beca a little red.

"How is it that she can always tease and catch off guard?"

Luke thought as he coughed to hide his embarrassnt.

Other n who were returned back to their discussion after Luke’s and Aurielle’s late entrance.

But they still divided so of their attention toward Aurielle, so when they saw that she gave a kiss to that waste hero, they gritted their teeth in jealousy.

"Bastard!"

Rowan cursed as the wine glass in his hand shattered.

As every’s n mood starts becoming worse because of Aurielle’s actions.

STEP

STEP

STEP

All of them heard the sound of boots clicking against the floor, as if soone had stepped forward. They imdiately turned their gazes toward the stairs.

"Count Magnus Duvall!"

A wave of excitent spread through the hall as the Count finally appeared. Everyone looked toward him, finally getting the chance to witness the presence of this legendary figure.

Luke also observed the Count.

The Count seems to have a height of 6.1 feet, and his body appears to be muscular, but he doesn’t look bulkier; instead, all the muscles are compressed to the extre.

So if soone saw him for the first ti, they might think he is lean built.

Then his hair is dark ash black, which is naturally kept, but in so places it is uneven.

And finally, his light silver eyes, with storm shades in them.

Overall his face looked mature but without any sign of old age.

He walked forward with an upright posture, carrying himself with natural authority.

His black and white noble attire had only a few golden linings, showing that he was not soone who favored excessive luxury or unnecessary extravagance.

Then beside him was the Countess Vivienne Duvall.

[Chapter End]