“Did you hear my voice?”
“No.”
Russell smiled faintly and lowered his eyes slightly.
That’s a lie too. Now Summer seemed to understand a bit about what kind of person Russell was.
“I was once chased by a beast.”
“You, Your Grace?”
“It was quite painful. The fear of possibly dying.”
Russell? Summer was startled for a moment, but soon nodded in agreement. To deceive a god, it has to be plausible.
“Ah, that was a lie. I almost fell for it. I was originally in a different world. Now I’ve lost my name and am living here.”
“Do you want to go back?”
“I want to go back.”
“Does that necessarily have to be achieved through death in this world?”
“Yes.”
Russell asks, and Summer answers.
Summer’s eyes reddened with an overwhelming feeling each time she answered Russell’s questions.
It felt like something knotted up inside her chest was bursting like a dam breaking.
“Is there a time limit?”
“About a month.”
“That’s short. I wanted to see you for longer.”
“…Are you accepting it?”
“If it’s not really dying.”
Russell smiled elegantly once and stood up. Summer quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand and clasped her trembling hands together.
“Now, miss. You seem to have stayed up all night, so how about getting some morning sleep?”
Russell extended one hand to Summer with a polite attitude, as if he really were a mansion servant.
She almost grabbed it impulsively. Summer barely came to her senses and brushed Russell’s hand aside, standing up abruptly.
“Ah, wait a moment! Weren’t you supposed to pretend not to have seen when I told you?”
“I’ve thought this before, but you’re quite perceptive.”
Russell smiled and went so far as to take down the sword hanging in the room and kept it for himself.
His intent to completely block Summer’s death was evident. Summer finally let out an exaggerated sigh.
I’ve lost, I’ve lost.
“I know.”
“As an administrative official, you’re quite a desirable talent.”
“Haha, do you know how many years I toiled to become that damn administrator!”
In the end, Summer burst out laughing at Russell’s continued jokes.
Summer was able to shed some of the heavy atmosphere thanks to Russell’s nonchalant attitude of constantly throwing jokes.
Unlike ambiguous beings like Fei and Mary, it was the first time a protagonist clearly described in the original work had listened to her story.
[This is the timeline separator]“Miss. Did you hear that news?”
“What news?”
As Daisy was about to answer with an excited face, Mary intercepted.
“They say Lady Ferotia Legacy has been imprisoned in the imperial prison.”
“Lady Legacy?”
“Yes. On charges of attempted murder of Julian Dudley.”
“She kept her promise.”
Summer let out a small laugh and looked out the window. It was a bright afternoon.
If Ferotia’s misdeeds were exposed now, for the sake of plausibility, Ferotia would continue to commit sloppy and messy wrongdoings in the future.
So Summer deliberately attacked Ferotia. Hoping she would be a pathetic main villain.
“It was a bit unexpected. I thought you pitied all the people here, miss?”
“Me?”
Mary’s question was a bit out of the blue, so Summer tilted her head to the side.
Mary delayed her answer a bit and found a gossip magazine commonly seen in noble society to hand to Summer.
While Summer received and read the gossip magazine with a bewildered feeling, Mary continued speaking.
“You approached the Dudley family first and formed a friendship. You also spoke softly about Duke Bertrand and Duke Lancaster as if you understood all their circumstances.”
Well, that’s because I really do know everything.
Knowing their past, present, and future completely from an observer’s standpoint, it was impossible not to have affection.
So, if pressed, she could show infinite sympathy and affection to Julian Dudley, whom she was meeting for the first time.
Summer lowered her gaze again to examine the gossip magazine.
‘Legacy family’s only daughter attempts to murder baron’s adopted daughter!’
‘High-ranking noble’s murder attempt, what’s the motive?’
‘Lancaster Duke uses immediate execution rights, is this a political message?’
“Here or there. They sure know how to write headlines.”
Summer muttered as if in contempt and turned to the back page.
It seemed the noble society was in an uproar. There was nothing but talk about Ferotia Legacy.
Ian used his immediate execution rights to imprison Ferotia Legacy in the imperial prison.
The Legacy ducal family was naturally enraged, as if about to go to war soon.
It was more than enough to make them see red, as their preciously cherished daughter was locked up in a place said to be infamous second only to the Lancaster ducal family’s underground prison.
“Miss. Do you know something?”
“Mary. What exactly do you want to know?”
“There weren’t many chances for you to become close enough with the Dudley family’s young lady to drink poison in her stead and get involved in the incident.”
“…”
Unnecessarily sharp. It was exactly as Mary said.
From Julian Dudley’s perspective, Summer Lindsey’s kindness would have felt sudden and excessive.
Perhaps Ian Lancaster’s constant clinginess to Summer, reminiscing about his mother, was because he mistakenly thought he could be understood about his past too, given her attitude of seeming to know something.
Mary continued speaking in a nonchalant yet calm tone.
“You knew everything about how this world would turn out, right? You’ve been watching while knowing all along until now.”
“…I, I.”
“But why did you suddenly intervene? That’s what I was curious about. You, who could do anything, haven’t done anything until now and just kept saying you wanted to die.”
“Mary, if you hit me with just facts like that, it hurts.”
“At first, I thought you had finally gone mad and were trying to drink poison and die in her place.”
“…”
That was half right.
As she tried to return to her original world on her own, the protagonists kept appearing to prevent it.
Then, shouldn’t she meet a natural death in line with plausibility? This was planned under such an assumption.
“But this time, the Dudley family’s young lady was involved. The you I saw didn’t do anything particularly at home, so how did you know that Lady Legacy would get that poison and plan to use it on Miss Dudley?”
“Haha…”
“You just already knew from the beginning, didn’t you?”
“…”
“Miss. But you made one mistake.”
“What did I do?”
Summer glared at Mary with fierce eyes, as if in defiance. In fact, it was an exaggerated action because she felt guilty.
Seeing that she didn’t dislike Mary, who uncannily figured out everything and kept poking at people’s sore spots, it seemed some affection had grown over time.
“Unlike you, I was very interested in gossip magazines. Because I need to know how the world is going.”
“I used to read a lot of newspapers too, originally.”
“What could be the incident that made Lady Legacy hate the Dudley family’s young lady so much that she wanted to kill her miserably in front of everyone? Everyone was curious about that.”
“…”
Summer’s blue eyes were tinged with shock.
Summer hurriedly skimmed through the gossip magazine, quickly flipping the pages with her fingertips.
The reason why Ferotia decided to poison Julian.
The reason.
That reason was missing.
The original work had been terribly ruined. To the extent of completely blowing away plausibility.
In the original work, Ferotia Legacy fell in love with Ian Lancaster at first sight and courted him several times, but was rejected each time.
Because of this, she persistently harassed any young lady who even exchanged words with Ian Lancaster for a couple of months. But she never committed murder.
Was Julian close enough to Ian to make Ferotia want to kill her?
“Mary. Have there been any dating rumors between Julian and Ian?”
“No. If anything, there were more romance rumors with you, miss.”
“…With me? Why on earth?”
“Because! The Duke himself came to the Lindsey estate to wait for you!”
“Right. He wants to kill me. That’s right.”
Why didn’t I realize? I was too immersed in the original content and failed to consider the plausibility of how the world was turning.
If we consider plausibility, the young lady the gossip magazines would be interested in regarding her relationship with Ian right now would be Summer herself.
Then, isn’t she not an extra?
But the world still hasn’t even given eyes, nose, and mouth to the maids of the Lindsey estate? I wonder how things are going. Should I go to the temple again and meet the ambiguous pope?
“Miss. Is Lady Legacy’s role perhaps to torment the Dudley family’s young lady? Is that why you formed an early friendship with Miss Dudley to protect her?”
“Hmm, it’s really difficult to deceive you. That’s right, Mary.”
Summer nodded her head, laughing as if enlightened.
“How pitiful, that young lady. Being given the role of tormenting someone. I was rather given the role of cleaning.”
“You… You know that you were given a role?”
“Yes. Because I was waiting for you, miss.”
“…For me?”
Mary threw her gaze out the window.
Beautiful summer. From that time so long ago that she couldn’t even remember when it started, Mary had been waiting for Summer, trapped in this place.
“Miss. Do everything you want to do. Here.”
“Everything I want to do.”
Summer, who could return to her original world even if she died, was practically invincible in this world. It didn’t matter if she did everything she wanted and met an execution ending.
“The reason why Ferotia Legacy tried to kill Julian. And,”
How Ferotia Legacy obtained the poison. She needed to know those two things.
So that she could at least give Julian a heads up. If that doesn’t work, she could ask Russell, who knows how to use his head. Because there’s the ‘lying game’.
“Mary.”
“Yes, miss.”
“Help me prepare to go out.”
“Where are you going?”
“To prison.”
To meet Ferotia.
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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