“And, I appreciate your concern for my inadequate son. However, Dylan is no longer a knight.”
“…….”
Brandon Osborne spoke with a stern attitude.
“To the honorable knights, I apologize for the shortcomings of my son causing worries. From now on, I will personally take care of him more.”
Lucan, who had tightly sealed his lips, finally gritted his teeth and stepped back.
“……Please let me see Dylan. We might be able to help.”
Dylan recently returned to the Julius territory.
Of course, Lucan and Tristan understood Dylan’s condition better than Brandon Osborne.
However, Brandon Osborne remained resolute.
“As I mentioned earlier, Dylan has not awakened.”
Lucan asked again, holding back his frustration.
“Please tell us what poison he took.”
Brandon Osborne’s reaction was cold.
“You are not a doctor, Your Grace.”
Then, urgent footsteps were heard.
Bang!
“Master!”
A maid opened the door, rushed in, and conveyed the doctor’s words.
“Sir Dylan has awakened!”
!
Brandon Osborne silently furrowed his brows.
Lucan, who had confidently assumed that Dylan had awakened but Brandon Osborne would prevent them from meeting, stood up with a puzzled expression.
Was he really awake?
“…….,”
However, Brandon Osborne was still unyielding, showing no intention of readily allowing them to see Dylan.
Tristan quietly stood up and spoke to Brandon Osborne.
“……It seems Dylan has awakened.”
“…….,”
Lucan also looked at him, waiting for a response.
“Then, will you allow us to meet him now?”
“…….,”
Brandon Osborne tightly gripped the handle of his cane and remained silent.
The maid had not thought that Dylan’s awakening would be conveyed like this.
Arthur broke the silence.
“Lord Brandon.”
Brandon Osborne, gripping his cane, looked at Arthur.
Arthur stared at him calmly and said, “He is my soldier.”
!
Arthur gently smiled.
“As he was a soldier, I think you know that your permission is not needed for me to meet him.”
“…….,”
Lucan and Tristan looked silently at Arthur and Brandon Osborne.
As Lionel had already informed the earl once before,
Although the war was over, the official dismissal of the troops had not yet taken place because the improvement ceremony had not yet occurred.
While permission to return home for recuperation had been granted, as Arthur said, the commander did not need anyone’s permission to see his soldiers.
“…….,”
A sense of honor and duty as a soldier and knight made Brandon Osborne, who had strongly resisted, unable to resist any longer, and he responded with silence.
Turning away from him, Arthur spoke.
“Thank you for your permission.”
“…….,”
Brandon Osborne did not follow.
The knights were guided to Dylan’s room through the maid, even though she hadn’t expected to convey the news of Dylan waking up in this manner.
Dylan faintly smiled, welcoming them, but at the same time felt embarrassed. Despite explaining in a cracked voice that he thought it was a sleeping pill and made a mistake, everyone knew it wasn’t true. He had made similar excuses when he first ingested the poison a few years ago. They hadn’t seen Dylan for a long time and left the room.
Only the doctor remained in the room.
Lucan spoke.
“Don’t leave him alone. Even if you lock him up in the house, claiming it’s for his stability, he might attempt suicide again. Either send him back among those who can reflect together on the fact that the war is over or, better yet, let him return to serve. Somehow, let him feel that we achieved victory together. Even if he has to sit in a wheelchair, he should see what he has preserved.”
Brandon Osborne spoke with a stern face.
“That victory is yours. It’s a gesture of respect. But my son doesn’t have the qualification to share in that victory. We appreciate the sympathy of the knights. However, please do not disgrace us any further.”
“Disgrace?”
Lucan questioned himself, doubting his ears.
Tristan stepped forward.
“Lord Brandon. None of the knights who were on the front line consider Dylan anything but honorable. In fact, Dylan is respected by everyone. But why does Lord Brandon, who wasn’t even in that battle, have the right to scorn Dylan as disgraceful?”
Brandon Osborne spoke with a stern face.
“I have eyes too. I know that Dylan didn’t properly win in the battle he fought. You should know too if you have eyes. Why can’t he walk when his legs are perfectly fine? If only his legs were amputated, it wouldn’t be so disgraceful.”
Tristan objected.
“Dylan is not exaggerating!”
Brandon Osborne’s voice was calm.
“I have eyes too. And in a battle where a great victory was achieved, there must have been casualties.”
The voice continued.
“But a guy who couldn’t stand on the battlefield because his legs were trembling, among the knights who fought against all those fears, riding a wheelchair shamelessly, should he disgrace himself by flaunting his wounds?”
Brandon Osborne nodded briefly.
“My son can’t be so shameless.”
After Dylan fell asleep.
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
