There was hardly anything Erich, as Johan’s righthand man, couldn’t do.
“But Sir Erich.”
“Yes?”
I looked intently at Erich’s face.
Erich, with his pure and beautiful appearance, looked good even with not a single hair out of place, but his hairstyle seemed a bit stifling.
“Do you always tie your hair up tightly like that, Sir Erich?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Does it feel uncomfortable if you don’t tie it tightly?”
“Not exactly…… It’s just a habit.”
I went behind Erich and slightly loosened his tightly tied hair.
“It’s done.”
Erich trembled as I moved.
“What, what is it?”
“Look at this. A slightly lowered forelock and a loosely tied back suits you much better.”
Erich’s face turned bright red at my compliment.
“What’s the matter, Sir Erich? Are you shy?”
“Nno!”
Erich fled, his face even redder, saying ‘I will follow your orders anyway!’
“That person really……. ”
Betty shook her head and urged me.
“My lady, never mind that person. Let’s go to your room.”
“Shall we?”
My personal maid Patricia was waiting in front of my room. Patricia stood gracefully, holding a bunch of documents.
‘It’s about time the ghost charm ended.’
With some apprehension, I asked her, my face reluctant.
“Lady Gilliette, what’s the matter?”
“Look at these.”
Patricia showed me letters.
The letters were asking about the authenticity of rumors and slanders about me.
‘Is she trying to confront me with this?’
But what Patricia said was totally different.
“My lady, remember these names. You can bury them.”
“……Bury?”
Patricia answered elegantly.
“How dare they slander Duchess Blanchette?”
……Patricia, why are you like this again?
(This is a time divider.)
The day of the Duke of Libertan’s execution had arrived.
There had been continuous reports about the Duke and Duchess of Libertan.
[The Duke and Duchess of Libertan are showing unusual symptoms.]But Johan didn’t go to the Duke and Duchess of Libertan. He didn’t need to hear anything.
‘Was it execution by fire?’
He would listen only after the punishment was over.
‘After all, they’re not going to die like that.’
Yohan barely managed to save his life, only to witness Estelle’s despair.
“That daughter finds her dying parents in the basement—”
Yohan clenched his fist.
“I can’t.”
He wouldn’t be able to see that lovely smile again.
After Estelle’s confession, Yohan was forced to reexamine his desires.
Now, when he looked at Estelle, revenge did not come to mind.
Estelle, revenge.
These two things felt completely separate.
“What do I want to do?”
Yohan visited the palace to finalize the execution.
“Is it okay to be executed like this?”
Suddenly, he worried about Estelle.
Across from the palace entrance, he saw a familiar woman.
It was Saint Stella, gracefully adorned with a white veil.
Stella was walking modestly, under the protection of three priests. Her innocently downcast face looked gentle like a saint.
She shyly held a precious bottle, like holy water.
“Why does my blood boil every time I see that woman?”
It was a sensation similar to what he felt every time he met the Duke and Duchess of Libertan.
“Should I kill her?”
The calm smile Yohan consciously wore tightened slightly.
Stella, who was walking gently, stumbled slightly.
“Oh my.”
Stella, who momentarily sounded sweet, stopped as if she would fall.
Right in front of Yohan.
“……I suddenly feel dizzy.”
Stella touched her forehead, feebly moaning as if in pain.
She raised her head, and her eyes met Yohan’s. Stella blinked her blue eyes slightly, appearing surprised.
“Disgusting.”
He felt an urge to pluck out those blinking eyes.
“I have shown you disgrace, Yohan.”
Stella, who was smoothly smiling, opened her eyes wide again.
“Oh my, calling you by your name without permission. I am truly sorry…….”
Stella tried to bow her head in apology but swayed again.
Yohan did not help her, and the priests beside her supported Stella.
“Saint, are you alright?”
“I’m fine. I must have had a sudden anemia.”
Stella, who was watching Yohan’s reaction, looked at Yohan with an expression of great surprise. ‘My goodness…….’ Because she had just spilled the water she was carrying unsteadily on Yohan.
“What should I do…….”
Stella, who had raised her eyebrows high, hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief, knelt down, and elegantly wiped Yohan’s feet.
“I keep showing the Duke my awkward side.”
Stella, who was wiping with a handkerchief, raised her head.
“I’m so upset.”
Then the neckline of her torn dress stood out.
Then, naturally, the area below her collarbone was revealed.
“That is…….”
Yohan narrowed his sharp eyes.
There was a familiar pattern.
‘A lily vine pattern.’
It was Libertan’s protective magic.
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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