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

KDMBW, DMMP - Chapter 36

Because He Has a Time Limit, He Becomes the Villain's Son-in-law - Chapter 36

Translator and Editor: Skye and the Prophet

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Chapter 36's

As soon as I boarded the carriage, I reached out to the Duke of Icard with a proud expression.

"Dad."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I have something for you."

Saying so, I offered the gift I got from Marcel.

"…This is?"

Immediately, Duke Icard's eyes were deeply shaken after seeing what I gave him.

"You said you wanted it early."

"Laria, how did you ..."

"I got it from priest Marcel."

“How did you get it?”

"Marcel was a very strong person, so it was fine even if he didn't swear"

"Is it ... is it even possible?"

“Well, he gave it to me because it was possible, right? He said that he is a talented priest you should know!”

"But this is…"

"I want to avenge Dad."

I said, placing the sacred ring directly in the big hands of Duke Icard.

“It, I just... no, more than that, how can you..”.

Duke Icard retreated as if he did not want to show that he really wanted to have the relic. Though, of course, I know how to suppress people who retreat.

“Hmm... don't you want it?”

I added quickly, “Then, you returned it to me. I'll return it to pastor Marcel. ”

"No."

As I expected, Duke Icard did not let go of my hand.

“Actually... I've long wanted this relic.”.

"I'm glad to hear that. It's a relief.”

“Stay only, I did not expect ..”

Actually, this is the biggest problem. When he asked me how I got it, I couldn't think of a convincing answer.

“I was really persistent, and I thought I looked so pathetic that she finally gave up. Instead, he asked me to keep it a secret from others.”

Hearing that, Duke Icard surprisingly nodded slowly as he thought about my answer, and decided to continue.

“Yah... yes, you do look pathetic. To do something for you if you ask for it too. Yes, it can happen.”.

'Hm. Does that mean you think I'm pathetic?'

"…Yes. If it were me, I would give you anything. So, I guess it's possible. Are you coughing or what?”

I answered without hesitation.

“Yeah, yes, little..”.

He finally sighed as if he was fully convinced now.

'Did he fall for it?'

“Yah, of course.. As I expected.”

'He did!'

“However, you don't have to..”

This was the first time I saw Duke Icard with a shocked expression.

'As expected, the gift moved his heart over a hundred flowery words.'

“You have given me physical care and even given me a blessing from the temple. I have received so much from Dad. I'm sorry that you had to spend so much money because of me. ”

“...I have adopted you, and it is given. ”

"Fixed…"

I answered calmly with my hands on my knees.

“I want to repay you even a little. That's how I feel.”

Duke Icard sighed lightly, squeezed the sacred ring I gave him, and muttered as he looked at me with a smile.

“You are soft-hearted. It must not be easy to ask for this. ”

“Yeah, still.. What's more important to me is a happy father.”.

Isn't a lot of consistent pretense better than just a single pretense?

“Of course, even if the pastor says it's okay, I feel very uncomfortable. Because I covet other people's stuff. but I do it for dad.”.

With that in mind, I added something heart-warming.

“You are very good.”

He smiled at my words.

“I don't believe you can bear with this inconvenience.You are a member of the Icard family. If you devote yourself, you will not feel uncomfortable in the future. ”

Um.. I'm not sure if the phrase 'abdusant' is the right term here.

“Of course, and if you feel uncomfortable, you can return it to the temple. Whatever you want, dad. ”

"No way."

Duke Icard took the gift and patted my head.

"I don't know how long it's been since I received such a pure and sincere gift."

'Sorry.I mean, it is a gift that has no pure intention...'

“...Thank you, Laria.”

'Then, even if it costs a lot of money, please save me for a while longer ...'

After all, why would he want to obtain a holy relic? It doesn't really work for ordinary people. Nevertheless, I knew instinctively that I shouldn't ask him about the details because it was probably part of his grand plan that I didn't know about.

As soon as we returned to the Duchy and got off the train, we met Evan, who was standing where the train stopped.

Duke Icard asked, frowning.

"Don't tell me that you've been waiting for us here all this time?"

“No, I just passed on my way to the training ground.”

"That's in the opposite direction."

“I'm just walking around.”

“Quick passing, then. Laria and I need to drink tea.”

…What?

Daddy's? Tea time…?

“Umm..”

Evan remained expressionless, but he did not move from his place. Instead, he spoke frankly.

“I'm actually not in the best condition for training. I think a good cup of tea would be perfect for a good night's sleep.”

He had an overzealous face, and he did not even blink when he spoke.

“Sunlight is so hot in the room lately that I can't sleep.”

“You made a fuss about nothing. Don't be too sensitive, just sleep.”

Duke Icard replied bluntly. It seemed that he was not interested in such a trivial matter.

"healthy."

He, who ignored Evan's words and was about to leave, immediately stopped at my words.

“This morning is rather bright. I also woke up a little earlier today.”

"Thank you?"

Turning towards me, Duke Icard asked again in seriousness. "Should I ask them to reposition the bed?"

"Yes?"

"Or, I'll talk to the butler immediately for the blackout curtain."

"But I don't think you care about the little things ..."

“No, didn't the blackout curtain spoil the atmosphere of the room? Why don't we just move your room in a different direction?” He continued without listening to my words.

"D-dad?"

“Yes, it is not a bad idea to designate a room in the east, west, north, and south, and move every season.”

“Hm..”

"I'll have a meeting tomorrow morning to make the best decision."

'No... What's with this difference in reaction?'

6 — Tiger Godmother

After a visit to the temple, my treatment was completely formalized.

Everything started going well.

First of all, Borotna's villa was built extensively. Although I have to stay in the Duchy until the villa is finished.

Around that time, two important letters arrived in the Duchy. The first letter came from the Academy to Evan. There was a request for him to participate in the upcoming youth swordsmanship competition.

"Hmm…? Why did they specifically ask you?”

“Because I won first place in the last tournament.”

Evan spoke calmly.

“Typically, the winner of the last competition will be the jury, and submit the trophy at the awards ceremony.”

"Oh so. Even though you are thirteen years old, and you will be the judge?

“Typically, the winner is about seventeen.”

“Then you will judge someone older than you. Sounds fun."

However, he immediately replied to my words.

“Ah, that won't happen. I'm not leaving."

“Why not?”

When I asked him with his eyes wide open, he replied casually. "Even if you don't watch the preliminary round, it will take most of the week."

"And what's the problem?"

“Only the participants and officials can watch it.”

“So, why is it a problem?”

"I must leave the Duchy alone."

"Is that .. a problem?"

…How did you leave the Duchy and stay in the academy dormitory until now?

He frowned a little at my question.

“I need to be away from you.”

“...Evan, you have been away from me for thirteen years.”

“….”

“If the last winner is a jury, then only this year can you judge. Why don't you go?”

“...You are sick, and you will also go..”

“Just because you're here doesn't make me better. I hate that you didn't attend such a big event because of me. ”

He didn't even seem to listen to me too much, but I really wanted to send Evan to the academy.

Ludva may have hurt her heart, but if she went there again and saw someone else, she might recover a little. In the book, while in the Duchy, Evan keeps thinking about Matilda, so she feels like she has nothing and becomes depressed.

Therefore, I want him to come out and cheer among those who praise and respect him.

"You know what?"

I decided to take a little detour.

“Didn't the cup submission scene in the Youth Sword Contest also appear in the newspaper article?”

“It will come out. It comes out every year.”

"Then, can't there be a picture of you too?"

“I won't go. I'm not leaving."

"However, if you leave, you can be in it."

I spoke slowly like I was singing a song.

“It will mean a lot if we both appear in the newspaper article this year.”

"What do you mean?"

"Just amazing when couples side by side in a newspaper article the year they were married."

“What's..”

“I will be very happy to see my husband in the newspaper article, wearing the clothes I chose for him.”

“….”

"I'm going to cut my picture on the racetrack and hang it on the album."

“….”

"Ah. Then, I'll go to the recovery villa and hang your article as well. And, I would think, 'Oh, my husband is really amazing,' every day I see him.”

Evan jumped up and sat down at his desk.

Oh, he took out the letter.

“Evan? What are you doing?"

“...I replied that I will participate.”

The way he spoke was outspoken, but strangely, it was very funny.

Maybe, because of that cuteness, I, who only thought about my comfort here, wanted to do as well as Evan.