Indeed, he was a man more beautiful than the rumors. At the same time, he was a knight who exuded an enormous sense of intimidation.
Duke Kiwal swallowed his breath as he looked at the grand duke.
Unlike the languid smile on his lips, his red eyes were thin and sharply curved. It seemed as if he were gauging Duke Kiwal’s inner thoughts.
There was no need for prolonged exploration. Duke Kiwal chose his words lightly.
“…To think the one who took away our laughter would bring such joy.”
The formidable opponent who turned Hepherti into a defeated nation was helping the humiliation of the imperial family in front of the diplomatic mission. Unheard-of events continued to unfold in the Franz Empire.
Whether to express anger or to ignore it. Or maybe, not even that. Unconsciously, Duke Kiwal clenched his fist. And the response he wanted the most, laughter, fell.
“As you are aware, it was not me but Her Majesty who achieved victory. The sarcasm that adorned the beginning of the banquet was all directed towards Her Majesty.”
The meaning behind the leisurely tone was clear. Duke Kiwal swallowed his resentment.
Emperor’s personal dog, Grand Duke of Beckendorf.
The rumors circulating in secret were also flourishing in Hepherti.
If for some reason he, who was in conflict with the emperor, became more intimate with Hepherti, his home country, they might establish a closer relationship.
“…I came prepared, but I keep seeing unexpected things.”
“It would be nice if it’s in a positive direction.”
“In many ways, I understand that you’ve helped us in difficult situations.”
Duke Kiwal emphasized ‘in many ways.’
Just the fair treatment of war prisoners and protection of civilians were enough for the duke to express gratitude to the grand duke.
But seeing the grand duke’s smiling face that seemed to be waiting, Duke Kiwal realized.
“In many ways, huh? It seems I’m being duly repaid for my debts.”
“…”
“Of course, I’m the type to generously repay even if I’m in debt.”
It was a precarious and dangerous statement, like a double-edged sword.
A smile so ambiguous that even the intention couldn’t be unearthed looked down on Duke Kiwal. The phrase ‘repay the debt generously’ kept gesturing towards Duke Kiwal.
A powerful Franz Empire or the Grand Duke.
It might have been a trap between the empire and the grand duke.
Duke Kiwal looked at the grand duke, who was dazzlingly smiling, and slowly parted his lips.
“Well, it worked out well.”
As the first syllable dropped, the grand duke’s smile deepened.
Duke Kiwal shrugged his shoulders. In fact, the correct answer was already decided.
Since he ridiculed the emperor’s order like a clown in the banquet earlier.
“…I’m also the type to receive interest on the debts I’ve won.”
From the moment the grand duke, who had been staring at him intently, smiled and shifted his gaze as if he were reining it in.
To the very end, Duke Kiwal, who maintained his composure, re-entered the banquet hall.
After lowering his rigid head and seeing the disappearing figure of Duke Kiwal, Howard briefly looked at the Grand Duke with a gaze of awe.
Duke Kiwal, with a reputation for being haughty even in Hepherti, had no assurance that he would engage in this reckless conversation. The Grand Duke, who spoke as if he knew it would turn out like this from the beginning, just shrugged his shoulders.
“I hope this has conveyed the position of our Beckendorf well.”
“While Duke Kiwal may not know, there are many within the Hepherti diplomatic mission who harbor resentment against the empire. Even if the Duke, the representative of the diplomatic mission, does not move, everyone will be stirred up.”
“Harboring resentment?”
“The process of the diplomatic mission coming here was too…”
Howard chose his words for a moment.
“…unexpected, isn’t it?”
“Rude. Almost stupidly so.”
Edwin coldly smiled with his beautiful face.
The arrogant Emperor, soaked in his son’s blood, only lent his precious things to his children. Jewels and treasures were taken away by Edwin’s hands drenched in blood.
So, in the eyes of the prince, the world must be so easy. Even if he did whatever he pleased, the most precious things would be abundant everywhere.
The prince, who couldn’t even properly handle the diplomatic mission at this banquet, had already drunk the poison.
“…Has there been any new communication from Veserny?”
The Grand Duke’s voice diminished. A short shadow passed over Howard’s face that had been expressionless and smiling.
“Yes. So far, Sir Duke has not been able to uncover the secret of ‘that place’ as mentioned by the former Grand Duke.”
“Interfield. Why such a disappointed face? It’s a precious place you’ve finally entered.”
“…I apologize. I was in a hurry.”
“Even if Veserny hasn’t uncovered the secret, it’s okay. There might be hints here.”
At the laughter-mixed voice of the Grand Duke, Howard swallowed his saliva for a moment. Even with the coaxing words, the anxious expression on Howard’s face could not be erased.
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
