I Held the Leash of a Blind Beast (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 4
‘If we’re talking about good looks, Illeon is definitely the best.’
He’s the most handsome man in this entire world. What does it matter if he can see or not? Even the statue of David—the epitome of sculpted male beauty—doesn’t blink an eye, yet everyone still calls him handsome, don’t they?
She’d thought he was handsome even while serving him at the duke’s mansion, but seeing him seated among people outside made the difference absolutely staggering.
‘But I can’t just say out loud here that Illeon is the most handsome, can I?’
It would be a compliment, yes, but also an evaluation of his appearance. Seeing Illeon looking so glum, she wanted to say something—anything—to lift his spirits.
Yet she wasn’t sure if it was appropriate for a mere employee like herself to comment on her employer’s looks. After all, she hadn’t fully grasped the local etiquette yet.
‘It’d be terrible if I accidentally said something wrong and got fired.’
While working at the duke’s mansion, Rona had saved up a considerable sum. The anxious butler Bernar, terrified she might quit, had generously given her substantial bonuses every time Illeon’s condition improved.
It was enough money that, if she worked just one more year, she could buy a small house on the outskirts of the capital and open a bakery on the first floor. But completing that full year might be difficult, wouldn’t it?
‘Because Illeon will open his eyes within three days.’
It wasn’t as if Rona cleaned exceptionally well or was particularly skilled in noble etiquette. She’d simply been the only one who hadn’t fled in panic at the sight of Illeon.
Even the stern head maid, who once rigorously trained all the duke’s maids, had retired early due to her age. As a result, the remaining servants at the mansion now gave off the chaotic vibe of a Tang dynasty army.
Once Illeon regained his sight, there’d be no reason for him to put up with Rona’s clumsy attempts at noble protocol. Ah, she was doing her best in her own way—but objectively speaking, she was nothing like those maids whose postures were as sharp as blades. Having been here only half a year since her transmigration, Rona thought she was doing quite well.
In any case, the well-paid position as Illeon’s personal maid would soon disappear.
‘It’d be nice if I could save just a bit more.’
Still, this amount was enough to keep her off the streets. Just as Rona’s mind was tangled with all sorts of thoughts—
“Shall we take a walk to aid digestion?”
“You went out today already—aren’t you tired?”
“This much is fine.”
At Illeon’s words, Rona hurriedly finished her meal.
[This is the timeline separator]It was a night bathed in bright moonlight.
The cool, pleasant air of a spring evening filled the garden.
“The moon is especially big and bright tonight.”
Rona chattered away once again. Her duty was to describe the world Illeon couldn’t see himself, explaining everything as vividly as she could.
“Yellow flowers, each with six petals and about the size of a palm, bloom at night.”
Illeon nodded as if he could actually see them.
“There are flowers that only bloom under moonlight. My mother especially loved them.”
Rona slowly walked one full circle around the vast garden of the duke’s mansion with Illeon. Since it was a capital residence, the front garden between the main gate and the house was modest.
But behind the mansion lay a gentle hill, making the rear garden quite spacious. They could enjoy a proper stroll without even stepping outside the estate.
As they walked along the path leading to the rear garden and turned the corner hugging the mansion, a faint glow appeared between the neatly trimmed bushes at the garden’s edge. Rona quietly created some distance from Illeon, approached the spot, and crouched down slightly.
‘It’s still doing well.’
The mysterious herb that would restore Illeon’s sight. Checking on it during every walk had become one of Rona’s main daily routines lately.
‘What on earth happened to Karina?’
With only two days left after today, Rona was starting to feel desperate.
“What are you looking at?”
“Oh—it’s just a weed, but strangely, it’s blooming! Even weeds… Haha.”
Rona quickly returned to Illeon’s side. Within the familiar confines of the duke’s mansion, Illeon could walk on his own without a cane, maintaining a steady distance from Rona by sensing her presence. But the moment she stepped away from his side, he’d notice immediately. Impressive, Swordmaster.
“There are so many flowers here—it’s fascinating no matter how much I look.”
“Lucky for you. It’s difficult for me to go out since I lack a proper companion.”
“Oh no, what are you saying, Lord Illeon!”
Rona straightened her expression.
“I am your loyal servant.”
No archaic speech, please. Rona often felt the worldbuilding collapse whenever she groveled too subserviently. She had to be careful—but it was sincere, so she couldn’t help it…
“Still, you barely went to a café, and already you’re scolded for ‘sightseeing in the capital’? You must be quite curious about the world outside the mansion, given how eagerly you went out while I was briefly away.”
“Well, yes. But it’s absolutely not because serving you is boring or anything! It was pure curiosity, nothing more.”
“Is there anywhere else you’d like to go?”
Illeon asked gently.
“What I want doesn’t matter—Lord Illeon should go wherever you wish to go.”
“I can’t see anyway, so you’ll just describe everything as you see it, won’t you?”
“Hmm… Then Trafell Park!”
Rona wasn’t foolish enough to pass up an opportunity. Trafell Park was a famous spot in the capital, located near the viscount’s mansion where Karina lived. Illeon gave a faint smile at her quick reply.
“Alright. I’ll take you there tomorrow.”
“Huh? Really? You won’t back out?”
Rona didn’t hide her joy. You truly are a wonderful employer, Illeon. As she walked briskly with excitement—
“Why are you acting like that?”
Illeon, who had been walking at a distance while sensing her presence, suddenly stopped.
“Now that I think about it, I’ve never walked while escorting a lady before.”
“Is that so?”
“Tomorrow at the park, it’ll be crowded and bustling, won’t it?”
Illeon held out his hand to her.
“Shall we practice once?”
Rona stared blankly at his large hand extended toward her.
“You’re going to escort me?”
“Yes. When walking through crowded places, I don’t want to draw unnecessary attention. I’d like it to look natural.”
“Yes.”
Rona gently placed her hand on Illeon’s.
But after just a few steps, their height difference and embarrassingly mismatched leg lengths made it hard to synchronize their strides. It was actually worse than when Rona walked freely ahead and Illeon followed by sensing her presence.
‘An escort, huh.’
Since Illeon had stayed only within the duke’s mansion while she served him, he’d been far removed from high society. Thus, Rona had never actually seen a proper noble escort in action.
‘Wouldn’t this be more natural for walking comfortably in the park?’
Rona withdrew her hand from Illeon’s and, careful not to startle him, lightly tapped his arm with her fingers, sliding them up to his elbow and linking arms.
He flinched.
Even though she’d signaled her movement in advance, she could feel Illeon stiffen. Without thinking, Rona found herself explaining defensively.
“This seems more natural. You’re much taller than me, and your stride is wider too.”
“I see.”
“Is it uncomfortable? Should we go back to the previous way?”
Illeon didn’t answer right away. Just as Rona was about to pull her hand from his arm, Illeon carefully covered the back of her hand resting on his arm with his other hand.
“This is better.”
Rona smiled in relief.
“Then let’s try walking again at the same pace. Matching strides seems tricky.”
After standing still for a while, their feet slowly fell into step, walking together along the flower-lined path under the night sky. Rona felt deeply satisfied.
‘I’m actually going to Trafell Park.’
Just days ago, this would’ve been unimaginable—Illeon going out! It felt like an entirely new world had opened up.
‘I need to finish this walk quickly and make a plan.’
She’d have to send Illeon ahead and visit Karina alone. The thought made her eager to end the stroll—but for some reason, Illeon, arm-in-arm with her today, was dawdling along slower than usual, making Rona impatient.
[This is the timeline separator]The duke’s mansion was in an uproar since dawn. Illeon had suddenly announced he wanted to go on a picnic to Trafell Park.
Butler Bernar rose early and poured his entire soul into preparing the duke’s picnic. The resulting basket of food was so enormous it left Rona awestruck.
“Wow… I don’t even know what to say.”
Simply put, it was thoroughly prepared; honestly speaking, it looked like they’d dismantled an entire buffet.
Bernar, mistaking Rona’s astonishment for praise, shrugged proudly.
“It has to be this much. After all, it’s for you, me, and the escort knights too.”
“Oh, I suppose so.”
Just then—
“Only Rona and I will go.”
Illeon said quietly.
“Pardon?”
“I’m entrusting the mansion to you, Bernar. You’re the only one I trust.”
At Illeon’s calm words, Bernar’s voice trembled.
“No! I want to see Your Grace enjoying this picnic under the brilliant sunshine too!”
“Enough.”
From Rona’s perspective, Bernar seemed like Illeon’s obsessive fan.
“Why don’t you come along too, Butler?”
That way, even if Rona slipped away briefly, Illeon could return home safely. But surprisingly, Illeon remained stubbornly firm.
“I don’t want to drag along servants and guards just because I can’t see.”
That was a fair point—it would only draw more unwanted attention.
“Then how about coming along but staying at a distance?”
Illeon stubbornly kept his lips sealed.
“We can just share the picnic basket between the two of us.”
Reluctantly, he nodded at Rona’s compromise. The butler, now allowed to join the trip to Trafell Park, grabbed Rona’s hand and shook it excitedly. Seeing his joy, Rona felt she’d done something truly good.
[This is the timeline separator]When they arrived at Trafell Park, harsh sunlight beat down upon the trees and grass.
This was a familiar sensation for Illeon. During knight training, he’d spent most of his time under painfully bright, scorching sun.
“Wow, it’s hotter than I expected for spring.”
The wide, green lawn was packed with people enjoying the season, each group spreading large blankets in every available patch of shade.
“And there are so many people too!”
Rona quickly found an empty shaded spot and laid out their mat. Walking along paths had been fine, but crossing open grass like this was new to her. Even with their arms linked as practiced yesterday, Illeon seemed slightly disoriented in this ‘pathless’ space.
“Please sit here.”
“Thank you.”
As Illeon settled onto the picnic mat, the butler and escort knights carefully set down the massive picnic basket they’d carried so diligently.
“We’ll take our leave now.”
Bernar, seeing Illeon out and about for the first time in ages, pretended to wipe sweat while secretly dabbing away tears with his handkerchief.
“Shall I fan you?”
“It’s fine.”
The shade was cool, and the weather was splendid. It was the dry season, so no rain was expected—similar to the pleasant autumn air of Korea.
Whiiing.
Suddenly, an ominous fluttering sound reached them. Rona turned toward the noise and gasped in shock.
‘Crazy!’
A giant hornet—longer than her index finger—its vivid, grotesque body looking as if spray-painted with automotive paint, was about to land on Illeon’s head.
“Watch out! Lord Illeon!”
It felt like a Level 1 crisis alarm blared in her ears. Rona swung the neatly folded fan in her hand, striking the large insect.
Whack!
With a satisfying impact, the hornet flew off in a home-run arc toward the picnic blanket of some ladies sitting opposite. Aaah! Though a commotion erupted over there, Rona’s full attention remained on Illeon.
“Are you alright?”
As Rona leaned in to check on him, she accidentally stepped on her own skirt hem.
“Oh, ohh!”
Her body tilted straight toward Illeon.
Thump.
She collapsed onto him in an instant.
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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Haha, just picturing this is so hilarious. Imagine Duke Illeon fan girling.
The real blind guy is here; calling someone else’s woman his 😂