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 38



Because She Had A Time Limit, She Became The Villain's Daughter-in-law - Chapter 38


Translator and Editor: Skye and the Prophet


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Chapter 38's


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"That's inevitable."


Serena said while taking a deep breath.


“There is only one way.”


He goes to tell Olivia, 'That must be Borotna, ' and rambles about the reason why it should be Borotna, not Rivien.


“It's a little strange solution, but. I'm sure Olivia likes you.”.


“Likes me?”


"Yes. Because Olivia knows she has a bad personality, so she usually has trouble getting along with people she likes.”


"Wow."


I applauded, admired, without realizing it. A bad woman who understands herself. Duke Icard must have imitated it.


“Even if he likes Laria, he can't take you with him to the Rivien. So, we had no choice but to try to reach an agreement. But…"


Serena glanced at me. “He is the one who says rude things.. Well, it won't be easy for you as long as Miss Laria is a human.”.


“...Arf, arf?”


As I blinked and barked a little, Serena sighed, holding back her laughter.


I, who easily expressed my intention by abandoning my dignity as a human being with those two words, was slowly immersed in thought.


It will take a while to fully please someone.


Olivia has vowed not to stay long in the Duchy of Icard.


'Ah, Olivia must really like Duke Icard.'


That's why he even made a fuss with Princess Elani, saying that the name of Icard would be tarnished.


'That was the reason why he did not stay for long in the Duchy. How consistently evil he is.'


Then, just trying to impress her with words would not be enough to attract Olivia's attention in no time.


If so…


I was forced to smuggle one of Seymour's sources of income once again. With only one possession in the country, Seymour's life is bound to get tougher.


“Serena, I'll ask for your help. When you come to Duke's house next time.”.


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The Duchy of Icard had rooms prepared for Olivia. It was a spacious room on the first floor that she used until she got married and moved out.


At about two after lunch…


"Auntie!"


After he came to the Duke's house, there was a child who would knock on his door at the same time every day. Olivia has heard that she is fourteen years old, but she will easily believe that the little boy is Evan's little sister. Evan has an unusual face.


Laria with pink hair peeked out from behind the door.


"Do you happen to have time?"


"Look if you have eyes," Olivia spoke in a cold tone.


“Do you have free time now?


"Do I look busy now?"


“Then will you have tea with me?”


“Why am I wasting my time?”


He snorted as he looked at Laria's round purple eyes.


“Yes, Duke Icard came to waste my time first.”


Laria entered the room smiling and sat across from Olivia. Lisa, who was behind him, quietly entered and skillfully prepared a tea set.


“I asked Serena to get this for me.”


On the table was a short cake from Olivia's favorite shop when she was young.


"I heard the son inherited the shop thirteen years ago, however, it was still delicious."


Glancing at her, Olivia bit the shortcake with a polite look. Like Duke Icard, he loves sweets.


He could not stop Laria from visiting. Instead, he was even looking forward to what he would bring with him every day.


"You," Olivia spoke coldly.


"How did you get the idea to bring this stuff?"


"Ah."


Laria smiled cautiously with a docile expression on her face.


“I often want to eat the food I used to eat when I was younger, I mean the food in Rossry County. My mother usually cooks food for me because she loves to cook.


"Hm."


“So, I thought, 'wouldn't aunty miss the food from her childhood too?'”


To be honest, this was something that he did not even realize that he was missing. The Rivien is also a rich territory, so Olivia has everything she wants to eat. But to be sure, even if he didn't think too much about it, there was a strange sensation in the food that he enjoyed when he was young. In some ways, he even felt that Laria, who was sitting in front of him, was a bit strange.


“I really want to get along well with Duke Icard.”


"How's the road going?"


“Dad paid my father's debt, and Evan was nice to me. That's why I also want to be nice to Bibi.”


Laria lowered her head with a faint smile, but a strange sense of pity appeared in Olivia's heart when this already little girl made a lonely expression on her face.


“I... have no relatives who can support Evan, and I'm even as sick as this..”.


Moreover, Laria had the talent to convey such a pitiful sentence very well.


"You did a great job in understanding the topic," Olivia said as she began to eat a piece of cake that Laria had brought.


“You said that I have a good understanding, right? Thank you!"


He could see why his nephew was supporting this child. Laria is a sweet and cute child that makes you can't help but bond after a short time.


However, Olivia wanted to laugh at that sinful joke. It became a problem because she was so good that whenever she smiled sincerely as if to comfort her, Olivia wanted to slap her just hearing her laugh.


Being that good, if she ever sat in the future Duchess position, she would be affected and potentially fall prey to someone in the future.


Even if he really enjoyed it and laughed, it would still be a problem. If his unusual sense of humor were conveyed to the next generation, Duke Icard's reputation would fall to the ground.


But if…


Laria just pretended to be amused and forced herself to laugh. Then he must be a very dangerous boy…


When she heard the news that Laria had won a lot of money at the horse race, Olvia thought she was just an unlucky kid. He regretted, thinking that he should have visited earlier to see what kind of girl Laria was, rather than just passing her like that.


“I just– Cough!”


That was.


"Coughs! Couuuugh” Laria suddenly started coughing.


“A-what happened?”


"Coughs!"


Instead of stopping Laria's cough, Olivia jumped in shock as her back bent.


“A-what should I do?! Maid! Maid! Coming in!"


“Co-cough!”


Laria finally fell from the chair and rolled over.


“Don't die! Don't die here! Nay! Unlike my appearance, I'm easily scared!”


"If you die in front of me and come haunting me in my dreams, I will punch you in the head!"


“P-pa-sorry? Cough! O-oh, jeez!”


At a certain point, Laria, who was coughing and rolling over, stopped on the floor and started hitting the floor with her fists.


"W-what are you doing ?!"


Olivia is even more surprised by Laria's condition, wondering if she suffers from some sort of delirium, but she suddenly jumps up.


"Auntie? Doesn't this floor sound a little strange?”


"…What?"


“I think there's room under this empty floor? Wasn't this Aunt's room before? Do you happen to know what it is?”


Olivia came to his side and knocked on the floor she pointed at. His voice must be different from the other side of the floor.


"What ... what is this?"


"You'd better open it."


Laria spoke firmly and rang the bell to call the servants. Olivia was so shocked that she started hiccupping. He did not even realize that Laria's cough had suddenly stopped as well.