However, Robenhapf’s quick return home ended due to Deon’s wish.
“I would like to go, but my father has something to discuss with Duke Lodwick.”
That mischievously smiling figure.
If he left his place, he had planned to ask Lodwick’s servants about Riche.
Deon plopped down on the sofa opposite Robenhapf, keeping an eye on him.
“Did Duke Hivetzman come for the hunt?”
“Yes. There are two months left.”
“Why did you come along? The Duke could have come alone.”
“I, well, wanted to see your face too.”
With a look of disbelief, Deon’s eyes narrowed.
“Don’t make that face. I’m not interested in your little sister.”
At that, the guard went up a notch. Red eyes filled with distrust.
Robenhapf let out a dissatisfied growl, lowering his eyebrows.
“Really?”
Two days ago, Duke Lodwick announced that he had adopted a commoner daughter.
Taking a commoner into the house as a princess in Duke Lodwick’s family?
The outside world was in uproar, and the story had been on everyone’s lips.
But.
Robenhapf could swear. He had no great interest in the new princess.
It was surprising that ‘that’ Duke Lodwick pulled such a thing, but that was all.
‘It’s weird for a noble to be interested in such a commoner.’
The Hivetzman Duke’s family especially valued nobility.
Robenhapf, now 9 years old, had a friendly disposition towards people, but he was a Hivetzman through and through.
He believed that the boundaries between nobles and commoners were defined from birth.
Once a noble, always a noble; once a commoner, always a commoner.
“Why should I believe you?”
“Believe me, please. Do you know how you look now, Derkedion? Like a wary wolf cub.”
“What?”
“Oops. Sorry. The wolf cub is the second in the Serdiya Duke’s family.”
“…You don’t seem to value your life? Comparing me to that beast?”
“Eeek. I’m really sorry. It was a mistake.”
So Robenhapf couldn’t understand Derkedion, who was sensitive to the word ‘little sister.’
He was always consistent with an attitude of not caring about everything.
‘It’s not just to Derkedion.’
Duke Lodwick was also a little strange.
A moment ago, in response to his casual greeting,
“May I greet Lady Lodwick?”
“…….”
For a moment, the atmosphere around them froze.
Cold enough to think that the ability to handle cold was not Hivetzman’s but actually Lodwick’s.
It’s really dry here. This house.
‘Both of them act like that, so I’m curious. Is the commoner worth that much?’
In two months, along with the founding festival, there will be a hunting festival.
Duke Hivetzman’s visit to Duke Lodwick today was for that reason.
‘Is there a connection between the hunting festival and Duke Lodwick adopting a commoner?’
The emperor, weaker than the Dukes, had recently laid out various policies to capture public sentiment related to the welfare of commoners.
But since the policy came out as mere rhetoric, he heard stories that it provoked anger without practicality.
‘My father said that Duke Lodwick adopting a commoner might be to keep the imperial family in check.’
He didn’t know if that was true[dash].
Well, worrying about that was the job of my adult father, not me, a 9yearold.
He was more drawn to why Deon was acting like this. It was pure curiosity.
“Hey, Derkedion.”
Deon looked at Robenhapf’s beaming face and frowned.
That’s definitely the look of someone who wants to see Riche. That guy has a twisted personality in another way too.
“Wake up.”
“Huh?”
“You can’t see her.”
If he completely uproots the bud of hope, that’s the end of it.
Deon twisted his lips and said,
“I drove her out of the mansion.”
“What? You drove her out?”
“Yes.”
“Why? I’ve heard rumors that you drive out nobles’ children who come to play, but she’s your sister, right? Did the Duke allow it?”
Robenhapf’s eyes widened.
Deon just leaned on the sofa’s armrest without replying, snorting.
In fact, she had gone out to buy clothes, but there was no need to correct the words unnecessarily.
“That brat, I wondered why she suddenly went out. The Duke of Hibetzman’s people came, and Father hid her.”
Even if she doesn’t show it in words, the Duke of Hibetzman, who is of commoner origin, would not look at Riche with a kind gaze. Sometimes, the atmosphere hurts more than words.
Then she narrowed her eyes. It reminded her of yesterday when Zed had teased her.
“My Lord, how hard I lived in my previous life, I wonder. The lord ordered me to follow Miss Riche on a clothes shopping trip. What is this? It’s the first outing for the sibling you love, I don’t know if I can go.”
“Love… Don’t talk nonsense.”
Though she made a face as if she had chewed a bug, she didn’t deny the word ‘sibling.’
Upon seeing such a Deon, Zed feigned regret and spoke cheekily.
“You’re upset, aren’t you? If it weren’t for the new servant, you would have gone with her instead. Don’t worry. Instead of you, my Lord! I’ll think of myself as Miss Riche’s older brother and choose carefully for her. Like a big brother!”
Damn. It was something that could be ignored.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
