Episode 646: Coming out (4)
Eyes like jade buttons.
Skin as smooth and white as silk.
Lips that look like they were tightly sewn with red silk thread.
“….”
“….”
It is not even a luxurious real-life doll made by craftsn pouring sweat and ti into it.
A cheap plush doll that children from ordinary families would have played with as children, with only the ribbon on the right forehead indicating that the doll was female.
“So… does this an that Baron Yandel… feels love for the doll?”
The mont Ragna carefully asked her a question, her sha was clearly felt and blood rushed to her head.
It felt as if her hair was falling out in real ti.
‘…I want to die.’
It’s such a strange thing.
Even in the Goblin Forest and Ice Rock. No matter what adversity I faced, I never thought like this.
“Yes.”
When I nodded my head and agreed, another noble muttered to himself as if in admiration.
“no wonder! “Even with so many won around, there wasn’t much to talk about…!”
He seed to truly believe that the reason I wasn’t married yet was because of this doll.
Well… fortunately(?) such people were a minority.
“Be quiet.”
The nobleman next to the person who innocently said such a thing scolded him and told him to be more careful.
This is why I didn’t bring a luxurious doll.
If a real craftsman had brought in sothing that was made stitch by stitch, there would have been more nobles who would have reacted like that.
Oh, of course, the most important thing now was the Marquis’ reaction.
“….”
Soon, he held the small doll tightly in one hand and looked towards the Marquis.
The Marquis, who seed as dizzy at first as the other nobles, soon regained his composure…
“I love dolls….”
The Marquis looked at the doll and alternately and muttered sothing aningful.
“If it’s you… it’s you.”
When I said I loved dolls, I didn’t an that it was . I guess I just thought it was to co up with a solution like this.
‘…How am I going to get out now?’
It doesn’t matter whether the Marquis believes or not.
No, I didn’t do it because I thought I would believe it in the first place.
Just as Duke Kealunus and Marquis Terserion exchanged words as if reading a script earlier.
Every statent is subject to political calculation.
And my statent a little while ago was also like that.
The will not to marry anyone was indirectly expressed in this way.
“Hmm….”
The question is whether that effort worked for the Marquis…
As I waited in silence for an answer, the Marquis, who seed to have finished organizing his thoughts, gave an answer.
“Your confession that you love dolls was very shocking and embarrassing to . “But I think each person has a different way of loving.”
“…so?”
“I will respect your choice.”
When I first heard what was said on the surface, it was a very positive response, but as expected, it was different. Imdiately following are words filled with bones.
“You are not the kind of person who would talk nonsense at a gathering of ministers who are planning the future of the country. “I believe you know what responsibility cos with the words you say.”
Simply put, it ans that if I don’t keep what I said, I will be held accountable in so way.
“But since you showed so much sincerity, it would be right for as an adult to support your choice.”
However, the Marquis seed to think that it would not be a good idea to push into a corner too much, so he proposed a diation plan.
“But as the Pri Minister of the kingdom, I ask you to have children soday when the ti cos. “It is a great loss for this country, not only for the successor to your family, but also for a talented person like you to leave without leaving a legacy.”
Soday, when the ti cos.
“It looks like there are so true female warriors.”
I will allow you to marry soone of your own race and have children.
I responded to the marquis’ suggestion.
“…I will think about it.”
Although that was what he said, he actually ant that he understood.
After all, it’s funny to suddenly say OK here, isn’t it?
“Okay then, let’s end this story here… You’ve all been waiting a long ti. From now on, we will continue with the ninth agenda.”
First of all, it seems like I got through it well this ti.
***
Actually, to be honest, I had no plans at all to declare my singleness like this.
It’s just that I won’t marry anyone.
This choice was never made out of fear of conflict with the Marquis.
Should I say that it is both a business and a business?
The mont I finished talking with Mr. Yong, I made a decision.
‘What kind of marriage am I….’
It may be a decision that feels like a betrayal of the position I have built in this city and the people who follow .
But so what?
So might say that I still have a long way to go as a modern person.
At least for , marriage is sothing very sacred.
You can’t make a covenant to be together for the rest of your life without knowing how you feel, much less give birth to children.
‘In the first place, I don’t know when I might die.’
Oh, of course, that doesn’t an I made this decision solely for emotional reasons.
I’m going to focus on surviving.
Perhaps ‘marriage’ could be helpful in this process, but after repeated calculations, I made the final decision.
‘Anyway, there are as many disadvantages as gains.’
It may seem good at first glance to randomly marry soone who will help you politically, but in the end, you will inevitably create enemies.
The fact that I can receive help ans that I can also help.
“Then, with this, we will end this eting. “Thank you all so much for taking this precious step.”
As I was thinking about this and that, the ninth item on the agenda was quickly completed and the royal eting ended.
and….
‘Why is it in reverse order again this ti?’
Rather than leaving all at once, people exit the venue one by one in the order in which they sit closest to the head of the table.
And that too, every two minutes.
‘…They really discriminate against everyone based on strange things.’
What’s really strange is that after experiencing this kind of discrimination, I feel like I want to move up the ranks of the royal council, which I had no interest in.
Hmm, in that sense, is it a well-made tradition?
Even I have a desire to move up the hierarchy, but what about those power monsters?
Tuk.
Soon everyone leaves and the venue is empty.
I got up and left the venue, feeling sowhat sad.
And now it’s ti to drive ho.
“…wait a minute.”
Soone is calling from behind.
“Rag….”
Well, soone might see it, so it’s better to keep your distance, right?
“Are you gone yet? “Countess Peprock.”
“No one is nearby, so you can call by na as usual.”
“Still, it’s better to be careful about things like this, Countess.”
“….”
Well, I don’t know when or where I might make a mistake, so I still call Alia Emily.
“But… is that why you kept waiting for ?”
“Yes, I guess I have sothing to tell you.”
“Is there anything you want to say?”
“That doll from earlier.”
Ragna ntioned the doll with a sowhat displeased look in his eyes, and then she continued her words.
“Oh, of course, I don’t believe what I said earlier, so don’t worry. I almost misunderstood it at first, but… I heard it from my father… no, I heard it from the Marquis of Tercerion. “I guess I still lack a lot in terms of politics.”
“Anyway, what are you trying to say?”
“that….”
Ragna hesitated for a long ti, trailing off, then closed his eyes tightly and opened his mouth, just like when I ca out.
“Baron… do you hate ?”
“what…?”
“I asked him if he hated enough to refuse and endure such a humiliating experience.”
uh….
She is a little embarrassed to be suddenly asked this question.
But let answer honestly.
“I think I misunderstood sothing, but it’s definitely not that I don’t like you.”
Of course, if you ask whether your relationship is worthy of marriage, you can firmly say no.
but….
“The biggest reason for refusing marriage talks with the Marquis is political issues.”
“Politics… you an?”
“okay. “If we get married, will other nobles be quiet?”
The Marquis faction is already standing tall in Lapdonian politics.
But in the middle of this, I’m joining?
The forces of Duke Kealunus, the noble alliance centered around the Kaislan family, and the Count Arminus family, which advocates neutrality, will not sit back and watch.
They will try to protect themselves by forming alliances or sothing like that.
“Sothing like that… we can stop it.”
“Well, that could be possible. “But I don’t want to get caught up in such a conflict of interest and give myself a headache in the first place.”
“Is that so….”
“I guess you understand.”
“yes. understand. Doesn’t that an that I had no choice but to refuse because of my current status?”
Uh… could it be interpreted that way again?
There seems to be a bit of a strange nuance, but when I look at it in detail, it doesn’t seem to be particularly wrong…
“Then I’ll just go. “Bjorn Jandel, you must be tired, so go back and rest.”
“Yes, it was nice to et you. “I’ll see you later.”
“yes.”
After that, we briefly said goodbye and parted ways.
And it was ti to leave the palace and head to the carriage platform.
“…huh?”
Suddenly, I looked into the alley and saw an unknown person standing quietly in the dark shadows.
Height appears to be around 170cm.
Slim physique.
However, his hands are also wearing gloves and he wears a thick robe, so there is no exposed skin from head to toe.
Because of that, I thought for a mont that soone had sent an assassin, but when I actually think about it, it doesn’t make sense.
Not anywhere else, but in Karnon, the ecliptic.
There’s no way a crazy person would send an assassin to do sothing to .
‘What are you doing this late at night?’
It looked quite suspicious, but I thought it had nothing to do with and was about to continue on my way.
Again.
The unidentified monster takes a step toward and gets a little closer to the lights illuminating the street.
And at the sa ti.
Slurp.
The robe that was covering my face was pulled back, and I had no choice but to stop walking again.
A black mask with no special features.
However, the shape, curves, and atmosphere the person gives off perfectly match sothing in my head.
‘…Black Mask.’
However, since I am currently Bjorn Yandel, not a community investigator or Lee Han-soo, I kept my poker face as much as possible and narrowed my eyebrows.
“What are you? “Are you an assassin?”
The most natural reaction I could think of in a split second.
However, in response to my question, the unidentified masked person shook his head to the side.
and….
“That can’t be right.”
With the voice of a ‘woman’ that is sohow familiar to my ears.
Sigh.
The mask is removed and the monster’s face is seen with the naked eye.
Black hair and black eyes.
And facial features and skin that are close to Asian.
“Harin suevu.”
No, to be exact, the evil spirit that hijacked Harin Suevi’s body.
Kang Hyeon-byeol, a Korean.
She looks at and smiles silently.
For so reason, a chill ran down my spine, and I asked as quietly as I could.
“Why were you doing that here? “Did Ragna send you?”
“no?”
“Then why on earth…”
“I told you last ti. I will do whatever I want from now on. So, let’s et outside.”
Of course, I know that Hyeonbyeol sent such a note at the end.
But first, like a habit.
“What on earth does that an—”
—?
The mont I was about to ask that.
“Ah, back then I didn’t know I would have to wait this long.”
Hyeonbyeol interrupted and took off her thick robe that covered her entire body as if she felt uncomfortable.
and….
“Still, I wish I could have seen it.”
Take a step closer using your long legs.
‘For so reason, it seed like he was taller than when I saw him before.’
Again.
“Bjorn Jandel.”
Again.
“No, Hansoo oppa.”
How on earth did he know?
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