‘Johan and I were not legally related.’

Even though Johan called me his wife, and I was treated as a duchess in the Duke of Blanchett’s house, I was just a fake wife.

In the original work, the Duke and Duchess of Libertan gave me a marriage contract with my name on it, but Johan did not even write his name, let alone submit it.

“Lady! Lady, you are being deceived by that demon right now!”

Hadn’t he said he had torn it to pieces?

‘But if he knows that I know this, it will be a big deal!’

The reason I silenced the crown prince. It was not because I was trying to pretend that I was a fake wife as much as possible.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have time to listen to you right now. Even if my husband is a demon, it has nothing to do with you, Sir Knight.”

“Do you know what people in social circles are saying about you right now? If you knew, you wouldn’t be talking like that. They’re all talking about you……”

“Do I need to know that?”

I answered, glancing at the desolatelooking Liandro.

“It doesn’t seem to me that I need to know about it.”

“Why are you pushing me away?”

What?

“If you think about it, you’ve been doing that since we first met. I am…… doing my best to save you. It wasn’t easy to get in. Many sacrifices and luck made it barely possible.”

Liandro spoke with a face full of injustice.

“Why are you treating me so coldly? Your only ally……”

“Sir Knight. You’re mistaken right now.”

My calm words caused a big ripple in Liandro’s Adam’s apple. I maintained a cold expression.

“We’re nothing to each other. We’re already divorced, and we haven’t even met each other.”

“That’s…….”

Liandro’s face slowly clouded.

He certainly had a wonderful face to be given the position of a male protagonist.

Glistening silver hair as if wet with rain and blue eyes like water. A face soaked in a strange melancholy, reminiscent of a rainy day, caught my eye. He also looked like a large dog with its tail drooping in the rain.

‘But he’s repulsive, so I hate it.’

I know my attitude towards Johan is a bit different, but I didn’t really want to change it.

“The conversation is over. It’s unfortunate that you came all this way, but it’s a mistake on your part, so there’s nothing you can do. The way back won’t be difficult.”

As I naturally drew to a close.

“It can’t be.”

Suddenly, Liandro grabbed the scabbard at his waist. There was a strange obsession in his eyes that had been soaked in sorrow.
“I cannot stand idly by like this. I cannot watch the lady suffer at the hands of that demon. Even if I am not worthy.”

Swoosh—The blade shone under the sunlight.

‘I will have to call Johann after all.’

A battle between the villain and the male protagonist. A mess was inevitable, and I already had a headache.

“I have lost the lady so far, so I will atone from now on.”

“Just listen.”

A languidly mumbling voice; someone embraced me from behind.

“My wife has been enduring it, so I kept quiet, but now you babble endlessly.”

The deep muskwood scent calmed my anxiety. Johann rubbed his cheek against my forehead.

“Why are you wasting time with that thing? Call me sooner.”

“I was afraid the Duke would be tired.”

“You were worried about me after all. But with that guy around, you should have called me right away.”

I sneakily looked up, and the corner of Johann’s mouth was slightly upturned. But his voice was as if he was about to rip the person in front of him apart.

“Were you worried that the lady would feel pain if I tear and kill that bastard, perhaps she likes him?”

For some reason, it felt like his black magic had gotten stronger.

‘Could it be that after suffering side effects, he becomes stronger?’

Leandro’s expression hardened.

“You bastard…”

“I am relieved that the lady doesn’t like that guy.”

Large and small white magic symbols vividly embroidered the space. Johann’s red eyes gleamed ominously.

The white symbols turned blood red. It was horrifying to merely watch.

“Duke Johann Blanchett!”

Leandro shouted, gripping a sword imbued with blue energy.

“Do not be rude to the lady any longer!”

Based on the actions alone, that side was justice, and this side was evil. It was true if you read the original work.

‘Righteous Leandro, wicked Johann.’

But at that moment, I unconsciously held tight to Johann’s arm that wrapped around my shoulder.

“Shall I kill him?”

Then Johann smiled sweetly.

“No. We should cut off his tongue first.”

“That bastard is a demon, my lady. Please stay away from him! He’s in your house!”

Shriek—!

Numerous blades sprung from the red magic circles, rushing towards Leandro’s mouth at high speed.

“Should I tear up the mouth of that impertinent fellow targeting you?”

I realized at that moment.

‘He’s trying to silence him.’

Desperation could be sensed in his movements.

Johann’s heartbeat was quick, his eyes anxiously checking my condition.

His embrace was desperate like a lovestarved beast, but it gave a feeling that he was being driven into a corner.

“Oh no, I missed.”

His eyes, red as blood, shone brightly.

“I might as well tear his head off.”