“Suddenly realizing this, the world has really changed a lot.”
Duke Bold, dressed in an elegant suit, genteelly set down his teacup.
It was unclear if his imposing presence was due to his tall stature and robust build, or his fashionably sun-kissed skin, typical of a Southerner.
The middle-aged man exuded a magnanimous aura.
“Just six years ago, the Roman Kingdom was nothing more than a barbaric northern minor country. Now, it has driven out the noble Kachis Empire and established the Western Grand Empire…”
“…….”
“Everyone is frantic to get their hands on the goods of the Demon Race, even more contemptible than the northerners… Haha, you see many things in a long life.”
Duke Bold, continuing his speech, slowly crossed his long legs and leaned back on the sofa.
“And then…”
A faint smile on his face, Duke Bold’s expression gradually turned icy.
“The day has come when Her Highness dares to make me, her father, wait.”
Not checking the schedule was the root cause of this.
‘I thought it was going too smoothly for someone who had possessed the role of a villain…’
According to Mina, Duke Bold visited his daughter Rebecca quarterly.
Rebecca always wanted to present herself and the Grand Duchess’s mansion in the most impeccable manner.
‘That’s why the mansion staff were so busy this morning.’
Realizing this too late was regrettable.
Had he known earlier, he would’ve ditched the grand cleaning and prepared just a cheap tea.
‘No, I should have stood him up completely.’
In the Twins Grand Duke’s house, they might see Duke Bold and Rebecca as a loving father and daughter, but his opinion was entirely different.
‘What kind of loving father coldly ignores his daughter dying in a tower?’
It was during the middle of the novel when the villainess Camilla approached Duke Bold to become her backer.
‘That cunning Robellia is coveting Lady Rebecca’s vacant position! Imagine how heartbroken Lady Rebecca trapped in the tower would be to know this!’
She used Duke Bold’s own daughter, Rebecca, to win his favor.
However, Duke Bold’s response to Rebecca was chillingly indifferent.
‘A forced divorce, that stupid woman! If a child is not beneficial but rather harmful to my future, I have no need for them!’
Yet, Duke Bold eventually became the backer of the villainess Camilla.
He wanted to oust the female lead Robellia and install his second daughter, born to his mistress, in the Grand Duchess position.
‘It’s time to sever ties with Duke Bold for good.’
I concealed my animosity, slowly curling the corners of my mouth.
“Any culture, at its rise, is fierce and aggressive, and at its decline, is left with nothing but useless pride.”
My words slowly contorted Duke Bold’s brows.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to belittle your experience, father. I was just considering how the Kachis Kingdom was pushed out by the Roman Kingdom and the half-blood demons…”
“Kachis, Kingdom.”
Duke Bold emphasized my pronunciation as if correcting it.
“….Quite something. The Grand Duchess contradicts my words.”
“…….”
“You’re completely northerner now. With its revolutionary and dangerous values… along with that crude, accent.”
Duke Bold scanned the drawing room with a look of disgust for anything resembling northern culture.
“But remember, we were once at the heart of the Kachis Kingdom, Southerners.”
Only then did I understand why Rebecca always devoted so much attention to decorating the drawing room whenever Duke Bold visited.
‘He must have been eager to belittle the culture here every time he came.’
One might think the Bold family was forcibly incorporated into the Western Grand Empire…
But Duke Bold himself had chosen to naturalize in the Western Grand Empire.
In short, a turncoat of the fallen Kachis Kingdom.
Moreover, as a condition for inheriting the dukedom, he even had to return half of his family’s wealth to the Western Grand Empire.
‘Yet he acts as if he’s some sort of freedom fighter for the Kachis Kingdom. What a joke.’
Every gesture, every word, he pretends to be an elegant nobleman from the south.
A bastard of the Bold family. Before being acknowledged by the family, he had lived a life of hunger in the slums.
His efforts to hide the inferiority complex stemming from his past were pitiable.
I was barely holding back my scoffs when Duke Bold cleared his throat with a small cough.
“By the way, how is it going with spending the night with His Grace, the Grand Duke?”
“……What did you say?”
I asked back, unable to hide my shock.
‘Is that a question a father should ask his daughter?’
Yet Duke Bold frowned as if frustrated by my reaction.
“You clearly promised me that you would do whatever it takes to spend a night with the Grand Duke this quarter.”
“…….”
“Surely… you haven’t succeeded yet?”
As I didn’t give a satisfactory answer, Duke Bold’s face gradually filled with anger.
“This… this stupidity…!”
Grinding his teeth, Duke Bold irritably swept the table.
Clang!
With a sharp noise, broken pieces of a teacup scattered tragically on the floor.
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
