“Place this tea in front of Uncle.”
Sijong, resigned, took the trembling teacup to Duke Montaner while Hershis spoke.
“This is lemon tea brewed with Belamir Mountain spring water, just as Uncle likes.”
Duke Montaner lifted the teacup and savored the aroma.
The citrusy scent flowed into his nostrils.
“Do you remember, Uncle? Whenever I visited Uncle’s house when I was young, you always gave me this tea, didn’t you?”
“Indeed. I remember. Everything was genuinely good back then.”
“Was it? Because I was foolish?”
“…”
Instead of answering the explicit question, the Duke responded with a smile.
“The fact that I’m not a fool might be regrettable for Uncle, but it was regrettable for me too. Very much so.”
“No regrets. Isn’t it fine to live like this now?”
“Is it? Let me see.”
Hershis smirked and downed the tea with a gulp.
Duke Montaner also sipped his tea. Then, in a kindly tone, he spoke, “If you choose the path of a fool, your life will be spared.”
Hershis widened his eyes as if he heard a welcome sound. “Wow… you are truly merciful. If it were me, there would be no chance.”
“That’s the difference between you and me, Hershis.”
The Duke drained his tea in one gulp. The taste of tea was particularly good today.
“But, Uncle.”
Hershis called out.
“May I ask you one thing before I become a fool?”
“Speak.”
“How did my parents pass away?”
“Didn’t your sister-in-law inform you?”
“Still, I want to hear it directly from Uncle. Please tell me.”
The Duke spoke with a face devoid of guilt.
“I administered poison. A little every day.”
“But, Your Highness, when preparing food for Their Majesties, wouldn’t you use a precise discernment solution to filter even tiny amounts of poison? How could it have gone undetected?”
“It’s simple.”
“…”
“I diluted the poison plant’s extract in water, then cultivated some ingredients that entered their mouths with that solution. The toxicity absorbed by the ingredients is like being reborn for a person. Even the most skilled discernment expert wouldn’t easily distinguish it. However, it takes a long time for symptoms to manifest. About ten years.”
“I see.”
Hershis’ voice was relatively calm.
“Did you also cultivate the ingredients that entered my mouth? If you did, you could have sent me away as well.”
“I couldn’t do that. You are my beloved nephew.”
The Duke said with a kind smile that suited his words.
“I wanted to watch your growth a bit more. In fact, I even felt like letting you live. You were gentle, and you followed me well. It would have been great if you hadn’t found your sister-in-law’s letter.”
Surprisingly, those words were sincere.
“But, Uncle. That method seems too inefficient.”
“…”
“Cultivating ingredients for ten years and checking every day if they enter the target’s mouth. If it were me, I would have chosen a slightly different method.”
Hershis twirled the teacup and continued.
“Rather, kill them quickly and handle the aftermath carefully.”
“How do you handle it carefully?”
The rotation of the teacup stopped.
“Eradicate the evidence and kill all the witnesses.”
“What…!”
For a moment, the Duke felt nausea rising from his stomach and spat blood onto the floor.
It was a shocking scene.
He looked at Hershis with a bewildered expression. Hershis, placing the teacup down with a clinking sound, said.
“I told you. If it were me, I would choose a different method.”
“You… You, this rascal.”
The Duke spat blood again.
‘This… this guy must have put poison in my cup beforehand.’
Although his hands were trembling, and his tongue movement became sluggish, he forcibly gathered strength and shouted.
“Immediately… ca, catch this guy…”
“Yes, Your Grace!”
The soldiers of the Montaner household took a step forward. At that moment, the mirror adorning the back of the banquet hall shattered wide open, and dozens of soldiers burst out, escorting Hershis. Some surrounded Duke Montaner.
On the second-floor terrace, archers aimed their arrows, glinting like starlight.
These were soldiers of a noble family, recruited to replace the guards who were called away for the rebellion. The family’s crest was engraved on their uniforms.
The Montaner soldiers couldn’t move easily.
The Duke glared at his opponent with a changing, furious face.
“Now surrender. If you want to live as a pitiful fool, I’ll spare your life.”
Hershis, with a relaxed smile, spoke to his opponent. Behind him, Sijong breathed a sigh of relief.
‘It’s over now. As expected, Your Majesty.’
At that moment, the Duke suddenly clenched his jaw. And…
“Kuh! Kahaha!”
As if unable to contain himself any longer, he began to laugh.
Unspat blood still clung to his lips, a few drops trailing down his chin.
‘What is this? Is he going crazy?’
While Sijong looked at him with a puzzled expression, the Duke finished his laughter and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“You are truly extreme, Hershis.”
He took something out from his chest.
It was a small brown glass bottle.
“…!”
Laughter disappeared from Hershis’ face. At a glance, he recognized the identity of the glass bottle.
It was the herbal extract that Jayden Carlton brought as a betrothal gift, claiming it could detoxify any poison.
“I brought it just in case, and it seems to be useful.”
“…”
“Your wife gave a really nice gift.”
“Take it out immediately!”
Hershis urgently ordered his support troops. However, their swords were not aimed at the Duke.
It was Hershis who gave the command.
Flashing swords surrounded his neck like a spider’s web.
“Indeed…”
With a composed face, the Duke uncorked the cork.
“If you had just died gracefully, wouldn’t your head still be attached? Only foolish surgeons suffer.”
The Duke emptied the bottle of the antidote in one breath.
Hershis couldn’t believe it.
Why… why could these people point their swords at him?
‘Who is your master? The one who used to follow me so faithfully…’
“But don’t worry.”
Gradually, color returned to the Duke’s face.
“I’ll take good care of your wife. She’s my benefactor, so naturally, I should. The position of Empress will be maintained.”
“…”
“As my wife.”
The Duke laughed heartily again, then threw the bottle he held behind him.
The sound of shattering glass fragments echoed.
“Strike!”
He ordered quietly.
One of the support soldiers who had aimed at Hershis’ neck raised his sword. The lily emblem engraved on the handle gleamed brilliantly in the chandelier light, then swiftly descended, cutting Hershis’ neck.
It was a clean death.
That was the conclusion of this novel.
‘Th… This can’t be true…’
Liz’s violet eyes trembled in shock.
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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