Biare, who had escaped from the mansion evading the eyes of the Duke and servants, made her way to Burnwood 34th Street.
Although she often visited to gather information, today she had a different reason for coming here.
‘Where on earth could it be?’
Biare had been trying to find Gaizen’s key, but it was nowhere to be seen, including the mansion and his office.
‘Then it must surely be here.’
She planned to call Raymon to the Duke’s mansion soon to copy the key.
With his innate talent to perfectly replicate something after seeing it just once, he was like a hidden gem not yet known to the world.
If she simply bought his paintings and crafts for the purpose of patronage, no one would suspect anything.
Since it was also Biare’s role to observe the internal affairs of the Duke’s mansion, no one would find it strange even if she changed the atmosphere inside the house.
Therefore, on the day she summoned Raymon, it was imperative that Biare have that key in her hands.
Of course, she had considered using the key of God’s absence to open the safe herself.
However, the key had a protective spell on it, and if anyone other than the Duke and Gaizen used it, it would send a signal to them, immediately exposing her.
This was a fact she had learned from Gaizen’s drunken words at last night’s dinner.
So if she could make an exact replica of that key, she could easily open the safe.
‘The timing will have to be impeccable.’
It was when Biare was examining Gaizen’s office after letting out a shallow sigh.
“My lady, what brings you here so early in the evening?”
As she heard Fabian’s voice welcoming her cheerfully, Biare tried to speak nonchalantly.
“I came to see Gaizen about something, but it seems he’s not here yet?”
Fortunately, he didn’t seem to suspect anything since she often visited this place to see God’s absence.
“It seems the Guild Master won’t be here for a while. Shall I keep you company in the meantime?”
Biare already knew that he would only come here late at night.
Because today, Gaizen had gone on a distant business trip for the merchants’ guild’s trade affairs.
However, she pretended not to know and put on a slightly disappointed expression.
“Really? You must be busy too, why bother?”
“It’s better than waiting alone, isn’t it?”
As Fabian smiled mischievously, her brow furrowed, but she soon had to accept his offer.
With a snap of his fingers, a clerk waiting outside came in with tea and cups.
“Ah, would you prefer some alcohol perhaps?”
“No, I’m fine.”
“That’s a shame. The alcohol they sell here is exquisite.”
“Aren’t you on duty right now?”
As Biare glared at him and spoke curtly, Fabian was busy giggling.
Biare found the current situation ridiculous, sitting across from him drinking tea in a space without its owner.
“Still, thanks to you coming here, my lady, I’m having some fun.”
“It sounds like you have no work when the master is away.”
At this, Fabian waved his hands frantically, saying not to even mention such a terrifying thing.
“What you just said is practically taboo.”
According to him, if you mention having no work on a day off, work will come pouring in frighteningly that day.
Sure enough, the clerk knocked on the office door again.
“You see, my lady?”
Fabian looked at Biare as if complaining, then opened the office door.
“There’s someone at Burnwood 34th Street looking for God’s absence.”
“He’s not here right now… Hmm, tell them to wait a moment.”
Fabian, who had paused midway through his sentence, seemed to have thought of something interesting as he sent the clerk away with one corner of his mouth raised.
“My lady, could you help me out?”
“I don’t know what it is, but I’ll decline.”
Seemingly undeterred by Biare’s cold response, he pointed behind him with one hand and said.
“As you heard, there’s someone looking for God’s absence, but the Guild Master hasn’t returned yet, right?”
“What does that have to do with me?”
To this, Fabian tilted his head and handed her a white mask and mirror, saying.
“Of course it does. Aren’t you perfect for this, my lady?”
It was unclear when he had used transformation magic, but Biare, wrapped in a robe, now appeared as a man.
“As expected, you really do resemble him a lot, my lady.”
“Stop talking nonsense.”
Biare let out a shallow sigh as she looked at Fabian and said.
“You know I don’t know anything. Are you trying to ruin this place’s reputation?”
“How could that be? I’m just asking you to play along a bit. Leave the aftermath to me.”
Biare found his incomprehensible intentions as difficult to understand now as ever.
“…If I go along with your prank, what will you give me?”
“As expected, my lady is quick to calculate. I’ll gladly give you whatever I can.”
‘I don’t know what benefit this is to him, but.’
Since Fabian occasionally enjoyed putting Gaizen in difficult situations like this, she decided not to think too deeply about it.
Although she didn’t entirely trust him, she was willing to go along with his prank if she could get what she wanted.
After completing a magically inscribed secret oath, Biare received a few guidelines from Fabian.
“Lastly, if you need my help, just tear this card anytime.”
“Alright. Then I’ll be going.”
Biare took a deep breath to calm her nerves before opening the office door and heading to the reception room where the guest would be waiting.
As the clerk standing in front of the door announced the arrival of God’s absence, Biare entered.
The guest wearing a robe looked like a sturdy man with a somewhat large build.
“It seems I’ve kept you waiting. What brings you here?”
Despite having altered her appearance and voice, she had to be mindful of even the smallest details.
Fortunately, the man sitting in front of her didn’t seem suspicious, and Biare was silently waiting for his words.
After a moment of silence, the man who had been looking down raised his face to look at her.
For a moment, as their eyes met with his blue ones, Biare felt as if her breath had stopped.
‘Sion? Why are you…’
He took off his robe, revealing a piercing gaze that wasn’t visible before.
“If you’re the Information Guild Master, you’ve probably already guessed who I am.”
“…”
“I need information. I can pay as much as needed.”
With that, Dension placed a pouch full of bennets on the table with a thud.
Watching this, Biare was overwhelmed with indescribable emotions.
‘How did you end up coming here?’
Her heart ached feeling his anger so vividly, and she felt like crying seeing him fighting such a difficult battle.
She barely managed to speak, pushing back the emotions she felt she couldn’t control.
“…What kind of information are you referring to?”
“The one who killed the previous Verdeum Marquis couple, and the one who killed the witness to the rumors from the territory.”
She had expected this to some extent. It was impossible that he hadn’t heard what had reached Joian’s ears.
He was undoubtedly the only blood relative who wanted to uncover their deaths more than anyone else.
“…”
“And one more thing.”
He threw another pouch of bennets onto the table from his chest and said.
“About the Ruschef Princess as well.”
For a moment, Biare stiffened, and trying to appear calm, she asked.
“…The Ruschef Princess?”
“Yes. Finding out about that princess should be the easiest.”
“Why do you need information about her?”
“…You don’t need to know that much.”
Seeing him tilt his head slightly to one side, Biare hastily replied to avoid arousing suspicion.
“Then I’ll deliver the information to you soon.”
With her final words, Dension left Burnwood 34th Street, guided by the clerk.
Fabian, who had appeared behind her at some point, snapped his fingers, and Biare returned to her original appearance.
He looked at her somewhat quizzically and asked.
“I thought you would certainly tear the card.”
“You would have already been listening to this conversation.”
Surely Fabian would have been eavesdropping on their conversation with a magical tool.
“…It seems you noticed.”
“Take care of this without Gaizen knowing.”
“Are you asking me to deceive him in the realm of God’s absence?”
“Someone of your caliber should find it easy to silence people.”
“Is this your wish, my lady?”
“No, of course not. This is just an option for you.”
“What do you mean by option…”
“Do you think Gaizen would just let it slide if he found out about this?”
“…”
“If it’s Gaizen, he might cut your throat right away.”
Biare was now threatening Fabian’s lifeline.
Perhaps not expecting her to go this far, Fabian chuckled and clapped his hands, saying.
“As expected, I can’t match up to you, my lady. So what is your wish?”
“The key you handed over to God’s absence. Find out its location from Gaizen.”
“…You’re more frightening than I thought, my lady.”
“You’ve learned something too. That you shouldn’t make deals with me.”
Perhaps because things weren’t going according to his plan, Fabian sighed languidly and said.
“I will obey your command. I’ll contact you soon.”
Satisfied with his words, Biare smiled and vanished back to the Duke’s mansion.
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Daily Life of a Scumbag Man Giving Birth (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The way for a promiscuous scumbag man to atone for his sins is to let him get… pregnant.
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, scammed countless women, 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 scam 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.