Chapter 323
My Villains Episode 323
57. Preface(4)
The Marquis of Éavon asked him to impregnate his young wife, Panabel, who was also his illegitimate daughter, and kindly gave him time to think about it..
“It would be best to decide as soon as possible. It will be less cumbersome in many ways if you finish the work before going out..”
I managed to recover my dazed mind and left the exhibition room, and returned to the villa guided by an expressionless servant..
……Ha, what should I do with this?.
The marquis's proposal was truly insane..
However, it is true that it would be a waste to ignore it and say, ‘Hey, you crazy person.’.
The title, land, and gold coins were quite coveted, but the Ariaga family's five hundred household soldiers were also very desirable.
The 1,500-strong army included was truly difficult to put into value..
…… My body isn't that valuable, and if I can get an army with just a few sex sessions, isn't that a perfectly profitable business??
Moreover, the Marquis's wife, Panabel, is a young woman in her early to mid 20s. Although she's not as good as Ellen or Moongchi, she has a cute face in her own way, so I don't think mixing bodies with her would be particularly difficult..
As my imagination started to run in a different direction, I quickly shook my head and continued to worry..
It wasn't very pleasant to hang out with someone else's wife, no matter the price..
There was an affair with Dionea, a married woman, but that was a slightly different case. With her in earnest… … The reason they mixed up was after Baron Mallory went missing and was known to be dead..
Also, to begin with, Mallory was a poor person both as a husband and as a person. He was a spoiled brat who frequently beat up his wife, who was about 20 years younger than me..
Objectively speaking, it was to my credit that Dionea, with her blue bruised wrists, torn lips, pitiful drooping eyes, and intimidated expression, bloomed like a fresh flower. I was so happy when she, who had always had a dark complexion, spoke confidently with a bright expression..
I was lost in memories for a moment.
The woman, who was frightened and cowered even from a light hug, gradually grew up and kissed me softly, extended her hand first, and eagerly hugged my waist.-
“Hehehe.”
I coughed away the flesh-colored images that filled my head again..
……Ha, why am I like this? Is it frustration?.
When I thought about it, it made sense. Nothing much has happened in the past four months since I left Longville in September..
Of course, Ellen and I slept together for three days right before crossing the portal. But he had no experience and there was a difference in weight between me and him, so he only did it right three or four times.…….
I thought it wouldn't work, so I opened the window, which was made up of half transparent and half colored glass. A cool breeze filled the room..
The place where I was sitting was a small hall in the villa. When I looked out the window, I saw a high wall on the left and a dense forest on the right..
At the entrance to the forest, there was a pergola with wisteria, and underneath it, an unexpected couple was sitting facing each other..
“Ute Kwai?”
The Great Master of the Plains, who was drawing a picture on a pedestal, looked over and raised his hand..
“Oh, Phoenix. why is it there?”
“Well, I sat down for a moment to wait for the kids who were running errands. Why are you like that?……
I trailed off, turned to look at the boy across from Ute Kwai, and gave him a quick hello..
“His Excellency the Earl.”
“kyung.”
Count Oss nodded in greeting and scratched his cheek..
“While taking a walk in the forest to get some fresh air, it was a coincidence.
Hey, I met Prince Hatanka..”
“That's right.”
“I was planning to go in right away, but as I was watching Lord Hatanka's work, I realized that time was already running out..”
Utequai captured the Marquis' Palace, a forest, and a cloudless sky on his canvas..
A berserker with tattoos all over his body completes a beautiful landscape holding a precious graph pencil. It might seem quite unusual to someone who doesn't know me, but it was a scene I was used to..
“…… That's great skill. Aside from the fact that the painting style is unique, it has a charm that catches the eye.” The great warrior snorted in response to the admiration shed by the boy count..
“Hong, even so, it is the least valuable talent that my mother gave me..”
“It's worthless……
Os, whose eyes were twinkling with admiration or envy, quietly smiled bitterly and asked..
“Did Lord Phoenics know? The fact that Lord Hatanka has such a rare talent..”
“Of course. If you're bored, draw a picture
He's a guy, so how could he not know?.”
I continued speaking with my chin resting on the window frame..
“Are you going to keep sitting there when the wind is cold? Come in and look at other paintings..”
“If it were a different picture?”
“This is a painting by Utequai. That guy has a strange habit of drawing things with great effort and then burning them at the end, so I keep all the completed drawings..”
“No way.”
When Os gave him a look as if asking if it was true, Utequwai spoke in a grave tone..
“Showing off is useless. Meaning lies in achieving.”
“……What is being achieved?”
Os, who had a puzzled expression on his face, suddenly looked back at the setting sun and sighed..
“It's already time... … . I appreciate your offer, but I have to go back now. Hello, um, my grandfather said we should have dinner together..”
“Oh, I see..”
“……The paintings of Prince Hatanka, perhaps?
I can take a look tomorrow.?”
“Of course. Come whenever it’s convenient for you..”
The boy count smiled faintly. He then said hello to Ute Kwai and disappeared along the forest path. The guard and two servants who were standing under the wall followed him..
I quietly watched Os' back and opened my mouth..
“……What a poor guy..”
“What do you mean??”
““He’s just an ordinary and kind person, but he’s having a hard time because he met the wrong grandfather.” Utequai said, sharpening his graphite pencil on a piece of paper..
“People live according to what they are given. There is nothing to be pitiful or envious of..”
“Is that so??”
I live as given…….
Suddenly, something I heard a while ago comes to mind..
-I've only lived for 13 years, but I've never once run away from fate. It will continue to be like that..
These are the words of Ruyan, the young lord of Deli Road. I was very impressed by that confidence..
“……Isn’t that a bit harsh on kids??”
“ harsh?”
“huh. In life, if you think, ‘Oh, this doesn’t seem right,’ you should have a chance to run away. They are not even grown adults, but are suddenly thrown into the world and have to live according to their fate, as given to them. That's a bit harsh..”
The guy quietly shook his head..
“That's correct. But the opportunity to escape is not free. Both running away from fate and facing it require great courage..”
“……Courage.”
“If you have courage, you can succeed. But it may fail. Also, even having courage may be due to fate..”
Ute Kwai continued speaking with a serious expression..
“So I don't laugh at life or pity it.”
I met his hollow eyes and quietly kept my mouth shut..
okay. Utequai is right..
People have their own lives and circumstances, so you shouldn't talk about them carelessly..
But if I was given the choice to twist someone else's life in a good direction, what would I do??
If I give Eavon a successor through Panabel, wouldn't it be a free opportunity for Os to escape his fate??
Then what about the child to be born?.
It may not be easy to live as a great lord, but since you are born with the golden spoon of golden spoons in your mouth, isn't it a very bad life??
What about Marchioness Panabel?.
Did the Marquis of Eavon persuade her in advance? She is a noble lady who lived her entire life as a count's daughter and then became the marquis' wife. Would she join in on this crazy plan??
I continued to worry in the empty hall..
Part of me wanted to ask Hayla for advice like I always did, but I couldn't this time..
She talks about the duties of a pregnant woman and asks for a child. 'I'm thinking of getting another woman pregnant. What do you think?' It would be stupid to ask.
“……ha.”
Just when I was sighing because my head was pounding, someone knocked on the door. Afterwards, the subordinates who had finished running their errands entered the hall..
“We're here, Nari..”
“Uh, yeah.”
I glanced at my subordinates and narrowed my eyes..
“……what. what happened?”
What caught my eye was the boy hiding behind Esson and the dervish, Cho Jang-i Golman..
He was in complete disrepair. His hair was matted, his cheekbones were red, and he had a bandage on his forehead..
“Well, I had some work to do..”
“what happened?”
A dervish, a heavy soldier, answered on behalf of Goleman, who was bowing his head..
“On my way back, I stopped by because I heard there was an experienced wizard..”
“Why are you there??”
This time, a blunt Eson came forward to answer my question..
“Do you remember this??”
“……Isn't this something I got from Ratman??”
“you're right.”
Esson held out a belt studded with metal plates and shrugged his shoulders..
“I felt like it was a waste to be stuck in a magic cart, so I asked for an appraisal..”
“To that experienced wizard?”
“Yes, Nari. I wonder if the rumors are false
They gave me a room.”
“however? What does that have to do with Gollman becoming like that??”
The dervish spoke again..
“The wizard's residence was a narrow tent. Only Esson and I went in, and Goleman waited outside. While we were appraising, the surroundings became noisy, so I looked out and saw about 30 to 40 people coming in and beating up Seon Golman..”
“I was just watching that?”
She shrugged her shoulders with an expression that said, 'No way, it couldn't have been like that.'.
“Of course, I just turned my chin away. After taking care of a few people like that, they kicked me out. I thought about chasing him and kicking him, but I thought it would be a pain in the ass, so I just came back..”
“What bullshit. If the kid got hit, they should have caught one or two of them, but they let it go.?”
As I slowly raised my voice, Derby looked under his nose..
“There was a cathedral nearby..”
“What is a cathedral??”
“I felt really uncomfortable with those guys talking blah blah blah in the name of light... … . And, Gollman begged me to just let him go..”
I scratched my eyebrows and looked back at the goal. The guy who looked like a defeated soldier shook his shoulders in shock..
I sighed softly and asked in a soft voice..
“Did you know them??”
“……yes.”
“Who is it??”
“that is••••••
As Gollman hesitated for a moment, the pony-haired Fritz, who was standing on one side, was behind him.
I suddenly hit him in the head..
“Wow,”
“This idiot. I came here after being beaten so shamefully that I couldn’t even speak properly.?”
As Fritz growled, distorting the scar on his cheek, Goleman lowered his calf-like eyes..
I waved Fritz away and then asked Goleman again..
“Who is it??”
“……They are members of the candle maker guild..”
“A candle maker’s guild? That candlemaker's guild that you used to work for in the past?”
Goleman quickly nodded..
“……So what you're saying is.”
I leaned back and summarized Goleman's explanation..
“Your uncle was framed for practicing unclean magic and taken to a church to die, and you also became a target.?”
“yes yes. you're right.”
“…… Anyway, it's not you who was framed, but your uncle. You are just that nephew. But as if they had been waiting for this, dozens of people came and tried to harm you.?”
Goleman said, crying a little..
“People think that I am the target of my uncle's witchcraft..”
“why?”
“that is……
He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead.
“In fact, my uncle tried to treat me..”
“therapy?”
“yes. I have a disease that runs through my mother's blood, and my uncle tried to treat me using all kinds of slander, saying that it had manifested itself in me..”
“But among the slander, there was an unclean spell.?”
“No, sir - that was just a superstition. It had no effect.”
“Hmm.”
I crossed my arms and asked the question again..
“I can't figure out what the hell is going on. What is that disease??”
“I don't know either. All I know is that, by luck, I was the only one among my brothers to develop the disease..”
I narrowed my eyebrows at that meaningful nuance..
“Is that what my uncle said, or is it really a genetic disease or something that has manifested itself??”
“My uncle said that, and since I actually have strange symptoms, I'm guessing it's an illness..”
“strange symptoms?”
As Gollman hesitated to speak, Fritz quickly approached him. Then Gollman, who was startled, quickly opened his mouth..
“I'm a little blind at night..”
“……The night is bright?”
“to. Also, my eyes look a little strange when I look in the dark..”
What does this mean again??
“Turn off the light.”
As my men blew out the candles and drew the curtains to block out the sunset, I looked closely into Golman's light brown eyes..
“……“What’s strange?” The iris expanded and the black area in the eyes suddenly turned white..
“—uh?”
Soon the boundaries disappeared and the all-white eyes began to sparkle in the darkness. It was a faint light that you wouldn't notice unless you looked closely... … I was sure I felt something strange..
“……Princess. Please bring Princess Theodora..”
I looked into Goleman's eyes and quickly added,.
“Lord Kabar and Mr. Okan. right now.”
At my whisper, several of my subordinates rushed out of the room, kicking the darkness..
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