“Who is riding in that carriage?”
The knight, who had dueled with Leo, quickly changed the subject, wiping away his sweat.
A golden carriage led by two white horses was slowly moving a little distance away.
“What’s that? Has my brother already returned?”
“It doesn’t seem to be His Grace’s carriage from what I can see.”
“Then who the hell is it?”
At the Duke’s house, the only person higher than Leo was his brother, Casus.
In other words, the only ones who could ride the golden carriage and enter the Duke’s house were Leo himself and Casus.
But thinking about it again,
There was one more person, excluding those two.
Leo narrowed his eyebrows.
“That woman… there’s no way she’s out. Wait, stop that carriage.”
At Leo’s gesture, the golden carriage slowly came to a halt.
Approaching the carriage window, Leo’s ashen eyes widened.
She’s actually in there?
I didn’t think she would be!
The woman who came to live in the Duke’s house after marrying my brother.
A woman who I’d hardly encountered even after almost a year of marriage.
Moreover, wasn’t she sent by a family with a bad reputation?
Despite being my brother’s wife, she was less than a nonentity to Leo.
“I don’t know why she came out here.”
Leo grumbled, frowning.
His look was as sharp as a wolf about to viciously bite someone’s throat.
‘Who is that?’
Black hair, ashen eyes, and an arrogant attitude.
Atia recalled the original work and stared intently at the boy standing outside the window.
Leo didn’t like the way Atia was looking at him.
He thought she was a weak and timid woman who couldn’t even make proper eye contact, but she was staring straight at him.
This was completely different from the first impression.
The servants said that she didn’t even leave her room and barely ate.
“Madam, that’s Young Master Leo.”
A maid named Kesha, who had been observing the situation, whispered to Atia.
In Atia’s memory, there was no pertinent information about that boy. But when she thought about it, a word faintly crossed her mind.
The troublemaker of the Wellington family, Lihart Leo.
‘Is that him?’
A character briefly mentioned in the original story.
Casus’s only younger brother who always caused trouble.
After losing his mother at a young age, Leo didn’t give his heart to anyone.
She had locked the doors of her heart, growing into a twisted personality.
She ridiculed the Duke’s people, trembling at her every word.
If there was something she didn’t like or found offensive, she investigated it from its roots, regardless of what it was.
No matter how old her opponent was, she dismissed them as people who knew nothing more than to accept money beneath her feet. That was Leo.
All Atia knew was this.
‘And later, only Casus is left in the family? I’m sure of that, right?’
Perhaps he died young.
She remembered his life being cut short.
The memory seemed hazy.
“I don’t like that you entered our family.”
Leo leaned casually against the carriage window and spoke.
“I’m warning you, stay out of my sight. My fencing training ground is here. So, don’t pass by here next time. Either turn back.”
A threatening announcement.
The nickname ‘Madman of the Duke’ was not without reason.
Kesha worried that the tenderhearted Atia might get hurt.
“My Lady, please understand. The young master is still a child.”
Thirteenyearold Leo squinted his eyes as he spoke to Atia, his brother’s twentyoneyearold wife.
“Aren’t you going to answer when people talk to you?”
Their gazes collided closely.
That moment.
‘Ah!’
Only then she remembered.
The miserable end of this guy who lost his life in the battlefield, insisting on showcasing his skill.
‘During that war, even the Duke, Heidegger, dies.’
Heidegger, predicting the war would be over soon, went to the battlefield with his son.
But the reality was the opposite.
‘It was a trap set by the enemy.’
Looking at Leo, Atia remembered her younger brother from her previous life.
Her younger brother left in her hometown was just about his age.
The size of their heads, their heights, their body types were similar.
If there was anything different from the boy in front of her, it was that her younger brother in her previous life never talked back to her formidable elder sister.
The ‘neighborhood’s good boy’ was so good that he could fill the role of ‘he’ whenever someone said ‘If he was half like him’.
He was so obedient and docile that it seemed he might even dodge adolescence.
Moreover, there was a big age gap between her and Kang Jiha.
And it wasn’t just that. When her younger brother was born, her corruption was in full swing.
Anyway, if Leo is still alive, Heidegger must not have died yet.
She can’t allow them to go to that war.
Atia felt sorry for the still naive boy.
‘I can’t leave him to die with such a bright future ahead. It would be better to properly discipline him from the beginning.’
Otherwise, that unwarranted confidence will cost him his life.
She had to first make him accurately assess his skills.
Being a woman who had learned swordsmanship and fencing in her previous life, she could tell at a glance what was wrong just by looking at how one held a wooden sword.
“You’re stopping people from passing while you can’t even properly hold a wooden sword?”
“What did you say?”
There was a moment of silence.
Everyone in that place couldn’t believe what they had just heard was spoken by Atia.
Atia asked Leo, who was standing with a bewildered face.
“Shall we make a bet?”
“What?”
“How about a sword fight? If I lose, I will never enter this place again. But if you lose, what will you put up?”
“Ha, are you challenging me to a duel?”
Leo was taken aback by her words.
“Correct.”
“I don’t fight with women.”
“Seems you’re scared you might lose.”
“Ha…hahaha!”
At Leo’s provocation, Atia retorted with a laugh.
“I’ll bet my ‘life’ that I win.”
“Hmm… Don’t you think you’re betting too much?”
“Shut up.”
With a frown, Leo signaled Atia to descend from the carriage.
“MMadam…….”
Kesha hastily grabbed Atia’s hand.
Atia winked with her left eye, giving Kesha a reassuring smile not to worry.
Then she descended from the carriage and entered the duel ground.
The two of them stood facing each other. Their heights were almost equal.
Leo jeered.
“Couldn’t you at least change out of that cumbersome dress?”
However, considering Atia was in a simple dress, she didn’t think it would be a problem.
“This should be fine.”
It’s not about seizing with black power. It’s skill.
Moreover, it wasn’t even a real sword, but a wooden one.
Even if she had taken over a weakened body, it was nothing.
Swordsmanship, taekwondo, aikido, fencing, etc. The passionate pursuit of a perfect body, which Kang Jihwa had never failed to learn, stood out in all sports.
If she had the strength to lift a spoon, she could suppress the opponent with that spoon.
Thwack!
Just like now.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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