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

Because He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law
KDMBW, DMMP - Chapter 32



Since He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law - Chapter 32


Translator and Editor: Skye and the Prophet


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Chapter 32's


“If there is any problem with this treatment, I will gladly accept it if my reputation as a doctor is destroyed in the future.”


Serena continued to speak unabashedly. Of course, it wouldn't be a problem for him if this failed. Even his helplessness is similar to mine.


'Serena, you and I are twin sisters, huh?'


I immediately stepped in to support his words.


"I want to go. I definitely felt better after I met Serena. I really want.. stay with dad.. and Evan for a long time.. Cough, cough.”.


Duke Icard slowly folded his hands while staring at Serena.


"Is it really possible to cure Laria?"


“There is no certainty. but, I will try my best to increase that possibility even if only slightly. Ha.huh…"


"Do your best."


I can't find this evil villain.


'Is he acting or is he serious?'


Of course he was just bluffing, even though he looked very sincere. But there's no reason for that…


'Ah, she must be acting because she's in front of Evan.'


Finally, finding the reason quickly, I nodded inwardly.


If he was human, of course Duke Icard would have to regret what happened a few days ago. After Matilda died, she was probably worried that Evan had another trauma because of me. So, for the time being, she was just pretending to look after me.


I sighed while looking at the father and son in turn, who looked the same and had the same horrible expression.


"Yes, I'll do my best."


Serena answered coldly.


"So, I'm going to Borotna now."


Oh, even in this kind of atmosphere, Serena was always straightforward.


“Then, I will follow you.”


Evan immediately stated.


"If my wife goes, I'll go too."


...I thought it might be a stakeout, but Serena cut right before I could say anything.


“How will the Young Master, who will inherit the title, leave the old Duke's residence? How much time did you spend in the academy? Didn't you take the successor class now?”


I immediately prepared myself to support Serena's claim.


“It's true, Evan. I don't want you to live a hard life because of me!”


“... Live hard, you say?”


“Yes, you must be a great Duke. So, why are you following me to play and eat? I want to be the wife of a great Duke.”


After what I said, Evan sighed and fell silent. Meanwhile, Duke Icard kept his mouth shut, observing the situation.


Did he notice anything? Why didn't he just give me permission? Are you worried that I will make a full recovery…?


“Then...you must go.”


However, it was Evan who set up and led the situation.


"If that's what it takes for you to get better."


'Alright then. I think it'll work.'


“You should get better.”


I glanced at the Duke of Icard.


“If you go... I..”.


“Of course, I want to get better and keep hanging out with dad too! It would be nice if I could be healthy and go to a horse racing event together again. Although I have to listen to Serena.”.


Duke Icard's expression finally became strange after I answered quickly. For him, it was definitely not a good thing if I went far away because I was a 'time-limited' daughter-in-law that no one knew. Except, going for treatment was like bragging that I was sick somehow…


So, I decided to hit it at its core.


“This could be a nuisance for Duke Icard, because it's just mild pneumonia outside. Also, I also don't want others to see me as a patient.”


"…All right."


Duke Icard replied slowly. Now that his relationship with Evan was strange, he couldn't simply ignore his son's opinion without a compelling reason.


"certain. I'll make sure to keep it a secret. And, I'll do my best, both of us, right?”


Serena added excitedly, and Duke Icard, who was deep in thought, finally broke his long silence.


"Take some good waiters in their jobs so they can help you."


Hearing that, I smiled brightly, saying thank you, even though I slightly cursed inwardly.


'How much surveillance are you trying to do right now...?'


Oh? This is unexpected.


“It is the place where Young Miss Icard will stay, so of course, it should be in the best condition.”


'Ah...so is it because of the reputation of Icard?'


Evan also added as if he could not lose.


“Greenhouse in the Duchy, where you always like to walk there—I will move it as it is for you. In the south, almost all plants grow well.”


“Yeah, thank you!”


I smiled brightly. I was worried about the tight budget required to buy an Oklasia tree when I moved there. However, it seems like I don't have to worry about that anymore.


“I will visit you often, Laria.”


So, the preparations to escape under the guise of my health were completely decided. After two days, rumors began to circulate in the Capital about my confirmed treatment.


"What a bunch of assholes."


One day, I secretly ate Oklasia fruit in the greenhouse when I saw Duke Icard throw an invitation letter as soon as he received it.


“...Now that I have enough money, you even sell me, Lord.”


Realizing that those 'scoundrels' were temples, I almost spewed out the fruit.


'Duke Icard's... I don't think I can go to heaven.'


It is a temple.


There was only one reason for them to intervene. The temple might try to interfere, saying that, if I am sick enough to go on a retreat, they can bless me to cure my illness.


In the original, Laria died very quietly. Of course, he had never met any priest.


Nevertheless, when I actively went for treatment, it is now known everywhere that I was ill. So, outwardly, I had to pretend to be sick enough to go for treatment but not enough to die. There's a reason why the temple contacted Duke Icard.


"They asked for money."


The temple invited the nobles and received donations under the pretext of giving them full blessings when they were sick. Obviously, the donation was used for the welfare of the monastery, not the welfare of the poor.


It's okay because my money won't be spent. But suddenly there was anxiety in my head. Unlike the original, it is now a well-known fact everywhere that I am weak.


'What if Duke Icard is upset about all this?'


I am the ideal daughter-in-law to die peacefully when the time comes. Therefore, it would not be worthwhile to advertise my illness out loud all over the place. In addition, the temple intervened, indirectly demanding more donation money as well.


I'm not so sure, but one thing is for sure, they won't ask for a small sum in return for a blessing for Duke's son-in-law Icard.


I suddenly became anxious.


'Didn't he spend too much money on me? It would cost an insane amount of money to just repair the villa. And, if in the end he feels wronged…'


Duke Icard also spent his money to pay my father's debt when he brought me here.


What if he kills me in anger before I get ready to leave…?


I'm a little scared.


'By the way, he doesn't look good with Ludva's situation lately either …'


That night, Duke's profile is somewhat lonely, knowing clearly that he did something wrong to Evan.


'He even sent me to take care of my health ...'


I rolled my eyeballs and thought calmly.


'….? Should I do something nice for him? Something good enough for him not to consider killing his daughter-in-law in a state of anger after spending a lot of money on me. I might be dragged to the slaughterhouse, but until then, I will try to make her want to raise me.'


To do so, I had to make good use of the temple visit.


Moreover, I have a perfect plan that will help me escape in the future.


5 — Sacred Things and False Priests


Duke Icard is a man without faith. Nevertheless, there was an item that he strangely wanted to have, that was a sacred object that every priest had.


Upon entering the monastery, the priests one by one received silver jewelry, which was an ancient relic, from the high priest. They always carried it everywhere by injecting a little of their holy energy into the decorations, which people called sacred objects.


The sacred relics made in this way serve to maintain and strengthen the priest's holy power.


It is unknown why Duke Icard wanted him.


However, the pastor never sold the holy objects because of the expression, 'Do not put a price on the holy jewels' written in the Bible. Moreover, the holy power was the power of a priest, and the ancient relic itself was only given once in a lifetime.


So, basically, there was no way they would want to hand over their relics to anyone. As a result, many pastors are reluctant to show their ornaments to others.


Duke Icard even tried to obtain the ornaments in secret, but he ended up failing.


'So... Later, he kidnaps a priest to retrieve his relics.'


Kidnapping…


It was crazy to think about it because the priests did not even go outside the temple unless it was a very important matter.


"He is a man who never thinks of the circumstances of others in terms of his own purposes."


And, under those external circumstances, my life was included.


'Maybe it has something to do with its main purpose, right?'


After all, the temple unilaterally informed me that they would visit to bless me. They even sent the exact date.


In the Empire, the temple was difficult to ignore even by the Imperial Family. In the end, Duke Icard gritted his teeth and prepared to go to the temple on the scheduled date.