Christoph licked his lips and rubbed his face with dry hands. He was clearly flustered or perhaps anxious.
“I know nothing about Marianne.”
“……Master.”
“I.”
Finally, Christoph buried his face in his palms. Martin took a step closer, unconsciously, wondering if he was crying.
But he wasn’t. A desolate voice leaked through the gaps between his palms.
“If not in the capital, where could Marianne be?”
His murmur sounded so pitiful that Martin looked at his grown master as if looking at a child. He slowly opened his mouth after tightly closing his eyes.
“I will find her by any means necessary.”
“How?”
Marianne had gone to a place out of his reach. That fact led Christoph to deep despair. He felt like he was collapsing to the floor with a sense of powerlessness.
Christoph clenched his fist out of habit. His fist trembled thinly. The moment he thought he might give up like this, he abruptly stood up.
“I will go, to the train station.”
He couldn’t sit still and wait. His heart tightened every moment. The worst scenarios unfolded in his mind.
He realized for the first time in his life that breathing could be so hard. It seemed better to search for her himself. Then at least he could avoid needless thoughts.
At that moment, a knock was heard. It was Gunter.
“What is it?”
At Martin’s question, Gunter opened his mouth with a respectful expression.
“Count Schneider has arrived.”
“……My grandfather?”
Christoph made a surprised face at the sudden visit of the count. Then he quickly furrowed his brow in annoyance.
He didn’t want to see him now. Even at this moment, Marianne was becoming more and more distant from him.
He needed to close the distance with her. Even if he didn’t know where she was, he had to move to find Marianne. There was no time to chat.
“I’ll visit him later,” he said, and started to step out.
But Christoph stopped once again in his tracks. Behind Gunter, Count Schneider revealed himself.
Leaning on his cane, the count slowly walked in and greeted, “It’s been a while, Chris. You seem to be doing…not well.”
Count Schneider sighed at Christoph’s haggard face and deathly pale complexion. Christoph, who checked the time, restrained his impatience and asked,
“What brings you here?”
“I heard you were dying. I stopped by to see how crazed you were. Isn’t this a rare sight?”
Christoph stared at the count with sharp eyes, trying to gauge his intentions. But the crafty count chuckled as if looking at a child.
“Indeed, you should’ve treated her well while she was here. After Marianne ran away, you’re in a panic. Serves you right.”
For a moment, Christoph’s eyes sparkled. He shot a sharp glance at Martin. His voice turned icy.
“I told you to keep quiet about Marianne’s disappearance.”
If rumors spread that she ran away, it wouldn’t end as a simple escapade. Even after her return, the scandal would persistently follow Marianne.
That was not what Christoph wanted. He didn’t want to tarnish Marianne’s honor. As if nothing had happened, he intended to preserve her place for her return.
But if the news reached the count in Blauburg, then everyone in the capital must know by now.
Martin, whose eyes met Christoph’s, furrowed his brow faintly as if not understanding. A suspicious look was directed at Christoph.
“That can’t be. We strictly followed the gag order. There’s no servant bold enough in this mansion to disobey your command.”
“!”
At that moment, Christoph’s head turned toward the count. He had kept his silence, how could he know that Marianne had disappeared?
Suddenly, his eyes sparkled with hope. Logic and reason led to one conclusion. But Christoph could not hastily speak.
For fear that he might be getting ahead of himself. Again, his hope might turn into disappointment. The fist holding the wand trembled violently. His sharp gaze was nailed to the count’s lips.
The count leaned on his cane with both hands.
“If you didn’t care about Marianne, and still buried yourself in your work, I intended to feign ignorance to the end.”
Without knowing, Christoph took a step toward the count. His voice rose. His parched question flew at the count.
“Do you know where Marianne is? Have you met Marianne?”
Suddenly, the coachman’s words that he had dropped her at the station came to mind.
Blauwberg!
A faint exclamation burst from his mouth. It’s darkest under the lamp, they say.
Christoph had never thought that she had gone to Blauwberg. Even though he was thinking of all the places in the empire, Blauwberg was not in his consideration.
Marianne, who had run away from Christoph, went to his grandfather’s land.
She had hit his weak spot. It was Marianne, after all. But now was not the time to admire her cleverness.
“Where is Marianne now?”
Count Schneider had never seen his grandson so excited, so emotional.
This time you were wrong, Marianne. You made this kid like this.
“My grandson is more annoying to me than poor Marianne, after all. Arms tend to bend inward.”
“Grandfather!”
When the count kept delaying, Christoph finally yelled. Count Schneider opened his eyes a bit wider.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
