Then Atia, who rarely visited the black dog, discovered traces of toys and treats around it.
“Our black dog has become a star, hasn’t he?”
Atia entered the cage to check on the dog’s condition.
It was very wellcaredfor.
Then, the servants who also cherished the dog approached.
“We are honored to meet the Duchess.”
“We are honored to meet the Duchess.”
The servants looked at the black dog with eyes full of love and smiled.
As Atia petted the fluffy, soft fur of the black dog, she looked up at them.
“You’ve taken very good care of his fur. It couldn’t have been easy.”
The black dog let out a contented groan and closed its eyes.
The surrounding servants contorted their bodies and exclaimed in awe. They didn’t know how to handle the cuteness.
“Wow! So cute!”
“He’s so docile. We should touch him more… we can touch him a lot.”
“He’s so obedient.”
“Our black dog is really like a baby.”
The servants seemed to have been waiting to praise the black dog.
The black dog had grown into a companion animal that satisfied the job satisfaction of the servants by 100 percent.
“Oh, our black dog has a knack for marketing. When did he become so popular?”
Atia lifted the corners of her mouth and tickled the chin of the black dog, who had suddenly become popular.
Upon receiving a light massage on its scalp and chin, the black dog once again groaned in affection.
“Do you want to participate in the upcoming festival?”
“Woof! Woof!”
As if understanding, the black dog spun around.
The servants outside the cage bit their lips, overwhelmed by cuteness.
Atia spoke to the servants.
“Please make some clothes for the black dog for the upcoming 12th Festival.”
“Clothes for the black dog?”
“Yes, I’m planning to measure him and dress him for the festival.”
“Oh my, that will be so cute! What color should we make it?”
“Let’s discuss that later.”
“Okay!”
Somehow, the servants seemed even more excited.
(This is a time separator.)
“Black dog, I’ve prepared for you.”
A cute outfit designed for the highlevel magical beast Cerberus, the black dog, was ready.
Red and white stood out, resembling a Santa Claus outfit.
“We’re a couple look.”
Atia had thoroughly prepared to not waste this 12th Festival.
For the last 12 years, never taking lightly the weight of the waiting of the Duke’s subjects.
So, she was fully prepared.
“I’ll show you my outfit on the festival day.”
“Woof!”
The black dog’s eyes sparkled as it spun around again.
Each time it spun, dust flew from all directions.
“Cough! Hey, aren’t you a bit too excited?”
Atia coughed from the dust and spoke.
(This is a time separator.)
Finally, the day of the 12th Festival that occurs once every 12 years in the Dukedom had arrived.
Perhaps that’s why.
Even the morning air felt different.
“Ah, finally, today’s the day.”
Atia breathed in the refreshing morning air and stretched.
Creak.
As she flung open the window, fresh air deeply filled her lungs.
Servants preparing for the 12th festival since dawn, and those who had stayed up all night in excitement were present.
“It feels just like the mornings of athletic events when I was in school.”
In Kang Jiha’s previous life, athletic events had been the most anticipated days of the year.
To feel that same heartfluttering excitement here as well.
Atia felt her own heart pounding.
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Upon seeing the original festival plan drafted by the duke’s estate, Atia rubbed her forehead.
The festival initially designed by the duke’s estate was as follows:
Opening Speech
PathWalking
Festivities
Pilgrimage
The festival would span a week.
The Opening Speech was Duke Wellington standing in front of his subjects, congratulating them and announcing the development plans for the dukedom.
PathWalking involved Duke Wellington walking a flowerstrewn path and waving to the people.
The Festivities were a feast of wealth and abundant food for the subjects.
The last part, Pilgrimage, was Duke Wellington visiting various parts of the dukedom, meeting people and inspecting their lives.
Isn’t it too boring for a festival that happens every 12 years?
There are far more exciting events in athletic meets that happen yearly.
This is 12 years we’re talking about!
“No! This isn’t what people are looking forward to. Who planned this?”
It was unacceptable to meet 12 years of expectations with such mediocrity.
And so, a few days ago,
Atia jotted down a brilliant idea and visited Casus’s office.
Casus looked at the proposal given by Atia.
An unprecedented… remarkable proposal.
“To execute this?”
At Atia’s vigorous nod to Casus’s question,
“Hm, we should probably get more opinions.”
Casus showed Atia’s groundbreaking proposal to others.
Those who read Atia’s proposal, especially the knights and Gen, were astonished. Hydegger particularly liked it.
And so,
After much deliberation, Casus approved Atia’s festival proposal.
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“Ah, should get ready and go out.”
Looking out the window, Atia saw the estate bustling with busy servants.
(This is a time separator.)
8 a.m.
Arriving at the square for the opening speech, Casus was surprised by the largerthanexpected crowd.
Despite it not yet being 9 a.m., the time for the opening speech.
“Wow—”
“Wowww!”
The crowd cheered at Casus’s appearance.
A young, capable, and handsome duke.
It was said that during the festival 12 years ago, the opening speech was skipped, missing the first meeting between Duke Wellington and his subjects.
So, today, the young duke’s appearance was cheered even more.
“Phew, didn’t think the atmosphere would be this electrifying.”
Gen mumbled.
With lustrous black hair and thick eyebrows, the handsome man captivated the crowd.
“Is that the duke?”
“Is that him?”
“Yikes! He’s totally handsome!”
“Insane!”
The reactions of those seeing Casus for the first time were quite similar.
Finally, 9 a.m. arrived.
Casus ascended the podium and began his speech.
“Thank you for coming early. I thought it’d be good for everyone to fill their stomachs.”
A multitude of cakes, enough to feed at least 100 people, were lavishly prepared in the square.
Various decorations adorned the cakes, and there were lettering phrases in the center.
But,
Something was odd about the lettering.
[It must be nice being the subjects; the duke is super handsome ^_^] [Come and get it. Eat a lot!] [Welcome, first time at a festival like this?] [♥May your future be paved with flowers and money♥]At first, the people were puzzled, but their reactions soon turned positive.
“It’s so pretty!”
“Eek!”
“It really feels like a festival!”
The people who saw the cake and desserts let out screams of joy.
The street artists who had been waiting in advance quickly moved their hands to sketch the cake and the people’s reactions.
Even the Duke’s servants stared blankly at the unfamiliar lettering on the sign.
“Who put that lettering there?”
“Um, the Duchess told us to put it like that….”
Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.
Synopsis:
Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.
Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.
Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.
Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.
There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.
