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It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 17

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Licking his lips, Dantère strode forward but suddenly felt a prickling sensation. It was the palpable killing intent Lionel was directing at him.

‘What’s his problem?’

That was when Dantère noticed Lionel standing there, shirtless, with only a jacket draped over his shoulders.

‘Wait, don’t tell me… they slept together?’

The notion was unbelievable.

Lionel, who treated everyone—be it women or men, noble or commoner—with cold indifference, uninterested in forming any semblance of camaraderie?

And he spent the night with a mere priestess, not even a noblewoman?

‘Impossible.’

Even as he dismissed the idea as preposterous, Dantère couldn’t help but sit right next to the pretty priest.

A sweet, faint scent wafted from the priest—soap mixed with the warm, sunny smell of someone who spent time outdoors.

“Hello there.”

“Ah… hello.”

As Dantère greeted the priestess she set down their teacup and politely responded. His gaze leisurely trailed over her face.

She looked like a handcrafted porcelain doll, or perhaps an innocent angel from a holy painting.

Her amethyst-like eyes shimmered faintly with divine light, framed by long lashes tinted with the softest pink.

“Priestess, what’s your name?”

The urge to poke and prod surged, his fingers twitching at the impulse as he asked her name.

But before the priestess could answer, Lionel stormed over like a raging beast and grabbed Dantère by the collar.

His rapid-fire warning was laced with a chilling fury.

Dantère wasn’t just shocked; he was utterly dumbfounded.

Though they were hardly close, Dantère had known Lionel for a long time, long enough for this behavior to seem completely out of character.

Is this really Lionel Luanax?

Had he been cursed? Suffered a head injury in a fall?

Otherwise, how could the same Lionel Luanax—the epitome of icy control—be displaying such a blatant surge of emotion?

“U-u-u-uhhh…”

And then Lionel flung him out the window.

“Was it really that important to you?”

“Excuse me? What are you talking about?”

Which is why Dantère, in retaliation, decided to have some fun with the servants of the Luanax estate.

Promising a job at the Ortatum estate should they get caught, he coaxed a maid to lure the charming priestess into Vivian’s room.

Vivian had been invited to a tea party and left, and Lionel entered the palace to attend a bureaucratic meeting, so there was nothing to worry about.

‘But I couldn’t read anything.’

There was no payoff—he had learned nothing except for a potentially fake name.

“From the monastery, huh? Definitely no pushover.”

He recalled the priestess’s composed expression even after witnessing a scene most would find shocking.

“The priestess… doesn’t it seem like your master treats her a little differently?”

As Dantère adjusted his disheveled shirt, the maid tilted her head thoughtfully.

“Now that you mention it, there have been rumors. The master dines with the priestess nearly every day and personally oversees many details….”

“Hmm… so that’s what it is.”

Dantère’s thoughts turned back to the priestess who had introduced themselves as”Sasha.”

Just then—knock, knock.

The double knock, measured and deliberate, was followed by the door opening.

“..…!”

Even Dantère, accustomed to living recklessly, was genuinely startled this time.

Given the drawn-out nature of bureaucratic meetings and aristocrats who couldn’t be straightforward, it was normal for meetings to last half the day. 

Lionel wasn’t supposed to be home for at least two more hours, yet he stood in the doorway.

“Vivian is out, and yet here you are. Why?”

Lionel’s piercing gaze swept over the trembling maid and Dantère, who struggled to mask his unease.

Lionel stepped into the room, his sharp eyes scanning the disarray.

Even with hastily buttoned shirts, the air reeked of their deeds.

Lionel frowned as he opened the window wide.

“You will leave and await your punishment.” 

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