The surprise that exceeded imagination at the high rank left everyone startled on the spot.
Even after hearing those words, Matthias opened his mouth as if it was not a big deal.
“Cien would like that. I’ll have to go to the spire and tell her right away.”
“It will take some time to prepare, so keep it a secret.”
“…If necessary, so be it.”
Another spark flew between the two. When the flustered Shijong, stuck in the middle, swallowed his saliva, Matthias coldly continued.
“Ah, it’s a priority to make a list of those who can’t keep their mouths shut, for Cien rather than the high rank.”
Shijong felt a premonition that the whole family of that man would be blown away soon.
But that was not the only message he had to deliver.
Shijong carefully opened his mouth.
“That, there was not only that surprise!”
“What on earth happened?”
Shijong’s words continued.
The gaze of Matthias who was listening to the words turned cold.
The Duchess, who was watching such Matthias, chuckled with an interesting look on her face.
“The baby seems to be incredibly smart, isn’t she?”
The Duchess, who glanced at Shijong, soon looked at Matthias.
“My daughter is naturally smart.”
The beautiful face with a sleek line furrowed.
“She’s smart, but she’s too fragile, young, and adorable. She is delicate as if she will break at any moment, and she has a very tender heart… She’s a child who gets hurt easily. She doesn’t fit in this family at all.”
Shijong tilted his head with a puzzled expression.
‘Well, rather than fragile, she seems sharp and likely to break sharply. Even if someone says something, it seems like she glared and raged.’
Of course, Shijong had no chance to interject his testimony. Because Duchess Lukella quickly changed the subject.
“……That eightarmed fellow. Do you know that? The Elders’ Council is showing movement to nominate you as a duke.”
The nomination of the Elders’ Council was a doubleedged sword.
The successor must stand in the judgment seat.
If they nominate him as the successor, the unprepared successor candidate will die on the judgment seat. The Elders’ Council would be aiming for that too.
Knowing this fact, Matthias laughed lightly and swept his hair back with a tired face.
The stunning jawline and delicate facial features were deadly enough to roll Shijong’s eyes.
“It seems like you want to finish me off properly.”
The words that flowed out of his mouth were also strangely deadly.
Of course, Duchess Lukella calmly looked at him and nodded her head.
“It seems so.”
The attitude of the chairman of the Elders’ Council was within the expected range.
He smiled sarcastically as he did in the past, when he caught the collar of a thief guild leader who didn’t know his place, and then said.
“I had foreseen it. Well, I should go now.”
The Duchess tilted her head and muttered sarcastically.
“It’s a day when you’ve taken one step closer to the Duke’s position, so what about the champagne?”
“It’s a happy day, but I have to meet Cien.”
“Do you plan to have a celebration party?”
“Well, it’s a good day, so I think I might have a party.”
Cien would be happy when told about the Duchess Lukella’s ‘gift’.
‘When would it be good to tell her?’
A sunny smile flowed on his face that had been cold all along.
[This is a time separator.]After finishing all my classes, I went outside. The education officer and the discipline officer looked at me with contrasting expressions.
And…….
A boy with a mask, whose name I still do not know, matched my strides with his toddling walk.
“What? Why are you following me?”
“Let’s do something fun. Because I have something to give you.”
I took a quick look around. The frowning muscular maids surrounded us. The ones who checked my expression and opened their mouths sternly to chorus.
“You cannot. Lady Cien must go straight to the north tower.”
Seeing the earnestly lowered voices of the two maids and their bulging muscles…
‘Sc, scary.’
……They were maids who were surely lured by protein and completely under my control. For some reason, I felt like I was going to be dragged away by them right away.
However, it seemed I was the only one nodding off. The masked boy, fittingly the heir of the villainous house, stared at them with an unshaken voice.
“Why? It’s okay to play pretend for a while, right? It’s not written in the rules that I have to be dragged to the pinnacle right after class.”
‘…Logical? It’s like an invincible spear!’
However, the muscular maids seemed to have an invincible shield. They spoke without a hint of surprise.
“It’s a command from your father, Crown Prince Matthias.”
They dared to lift their chins as if they were proud of saying it!
‘What can you do if a stupid father commands? Everyone here will probably ignore my father because he’s nice.’
Especially that boy, befitting an heir of a villainous house. I glanced at the boy and then paused.
Fortunately, the boy seemed more gentle than I had thought. His expression was hard to read, but his lips were tightly pressed, which looked a bit troublesome.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
