Because He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law

KDMBW, DMMP - Chapter 12

Because He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law - Chapter 12

Translator and Editor: Skye and the Prophet

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Chapter 12's

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The next day, in the morning paper, Evan mentions an article about Laria.

To be exact, it was an article about Laria and Seymour, who won a lot of money due to horse racing.

Their backs were photographed, and a photo of Laria, Princess of Icard, was more focused than that of an ordinary person, Seymour.

“Evan, you have a habit of reading newspapers over breakfast, right?

Laria asked playfully.

"Yes. I want to know what is happening in the world.”

“Wah, very good. You are still young.”

“I'm not too young.”

Evan closed the newspaper with a pouting expression, then replied.

She treated him like a baby when he was only a year older.

Even though she was fourteen years old, she did not know why she was trying to act like her older sister.

"Where are you going, Evan?"

"Library."

As soon as breakfast was over, Evan replied bluntly and headed to the library.

She thought she should have told Laria a little better, but she never talked to girls her age, so she felt awkward approaching them.

“It's annoying..”.

He grumbled out a thick book.

"Well, there's nothing I can do."

The book is called "Empire Events."

“I wish we could go out together more often.”

He took out the calendar he brought with him and began to carefully write down what events would happen during the rest of the year.

A week later, there was a flower festival on the Ridoheart plantation, followed by the founder's party, which was the best event in the Empire.

“There was a royal tea party too, but I don't think that's what Laria.” was talking about

Writing all the little festivals on the calendar, he left the library proudly.

The people of the Duchy were all talking about his mother, Matilda's past.

How nice and how warm he is.

But Laria was the only one in the Duchy who could talk about the future.

He wanted to listen to her wish because he wanted to get along well with everyone in the future.

Everyone became unhappy because of him, but he thought Laria was the only one who was not.

The man himself is the only half.

"Well, he wants to get along well, so this can do it."

She willingly responded to what Laria said, "Let's hang out."

Out of the library, he ran to the butler in the hallway.

"Oh, Morand."

He called out to the butler and said, 'Hmmm, ' after coughing.

"I want to ask for something."

Evan did not pay much attention to what he usually wore.

Actually, he doesn't talk much because he has good looks.

However, she could not help it as others said that she looked good in red when she was together with Laria.

Laria will also order a few more ...

"Please order some more red ties."

"How much?"

"Yes. About a hundred different red colors?”

"What?"

Evan could not confirm Morand's confused expression as he immediately turned around.

After he went to the horse race, he got a hobby.

It was his hobby to go out and eat the Ocrasia fruit alone, looking at his surroundings calmly.

'I can't believe it's so quiet.'

Peace of mind also comes from money.

But ever since he came to this world, he wanted to live better. He wants to live a better life with more purpose…

He could tell how good the money was even if he only stayed here a little.

A spacious house, a good cook, luxurious daily necessities, and a daily routine where he does not have to use his hands.

'I need more.'

In order to succeed in 'Plan A', the more money, the better.

It was rare for him to go out with the Duke, and there were no reliable servants for him either.

But I can't do anything here.

He grinned and hurriedly ran with his feet when he saw Duke Icard coming from afar.

"What are you doing here?"

He thought he had come all the way here during his journey.

"I'm taking a breath, Dad."

He laughed out loud while hiding something in his shirt pocket. He added,

"I've been thinking."

'What is he thinking?'

Of course, it's money, but I can't answer like that. So I answered something else.

"I'm thinking about the race place."

“You must have had a lot of fun.”

"Of course!"

How much money did I get?

"Did you really enjoy our outing?"

I immediately replied because it was indeed an amazing outing.

“Yes, I have fun with our family. We spent every day in the Duchy, so we could make memories together. ”

Of course, I did not forget to add a little flattery at the end.

“I'm sorry if father has made his decision in choosing a horse. You have a good eye, and of course, will win money.”

Since we have this flattering concept, we should keep going until the end.

“Of course, it will be easy for me to earn money.”

I forced the corner of my mouth down.

I am the weakest, and Duke is the strongest. And now I am a fragile soul and a slave in front of a powerful lion.

“Ahahaha! After all, you are a very good comedian! ”

Duke Icard seems to have accepted my wrong words rather than listening to Evan's true words.

I can't believe Duke has this kind of humor!

"That's funny!"

So, he imitated Ordi and photographed Abu Manreb.

It took a lot of hard work to laugh at the boring humor with an outspoken face, but nothing could help him.

“Hm..”

He crossed his arms and spoke in a low tone.

“You're not feeling well, so I thought it would be better for you to stay inside the Duchy.”

This was the first time the Duke had directly mentioned in front of me that, 'I'm not feeling well.' He knows but pretends not to know.

“It was true, but..”

Yep! Good job! I'm really not feeling well!

He turned his head slightly, trying to make a grim expression.

“But sometimes I feel stuffy..”.

After sighing for a while, he asked carefully.

"So, is it okay if we go downtown tomorrow?"

Actually, he was just trying to get permission from the Duke.

However, he did not know whether he should do it or not.

“I really want to go.”

"Thul? I have a schedule tomorrow, so go with Evan.”

What's with my outing and Duke's schedule…

Still, it's impossible to say what I want to say.

“It.... I won't even go with Evan..”.

He hesitated a little, and his eyes became sharp.

Nevertheless, it is impossible to tell the truth, "I will get a fake name, and get my back pocket."

“I just want to go alone for a reason..”.

He hesitantly replied while looking at her.

"Why?"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out, as if he was being interrogated. No matter how close he pretended to be with her, the Duke remained steadfast.

As expected for a criminal.

Of course, he had already thought of a way to escape.

I will tell this villain that I already have this character.

To dramatic effect, he asked in a small voice.

"Can I tell you when I get back?"

Be prepared to clear your suspicions about me later, father.