I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 118

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 118

Meron gritted his teeth and glared with venomous eyes at the tightly closed door.

The Western Duke had come?

He had disguised himself and visited various places to get here, but it seemed his tail had been caught in the end.

“Guard the safe house. Don’t let them approach!”

The scream-like shouts of his subordinates could be heard.

Meron still glared at the door while speaking to Jelmia.

“Jelmia, you need to escape first. You’re the evidence. As long as you’re not here, no one can suspect me. No matter who the opponent is, I am the Eastern Archduke. No one can touch me.”

“Lord….”

Jelmia’s crimson eyes wavered with anxiety.

“Go quickly!”

“Lord. You must be careful.”

Jelmia forcibly turned her reluctant steps and escaped through the hidden door in the floor.

As her lord said, he was the Eastern Archduke. They couldn’t persecute him just for staying in such a secluded place.

Meron quickly covered the floor door with a carpet.

Then he brought a chair and sat on top of it with a leisurely expression, waiting for the unwelcome guest.

Bang!

The wooden door burst open as if torn and crashed to the floor.

Meron looked at the person before him and slowly opened his mouth.

“Western Duke. What brings you here?”

Meron deliberately smiled even brighter with his kind expression.

However, the Western Duke approached silently and then pushed him hard.

Meron was pushed by his strong force and tumbled to the floor.

“What is the meaning of this!”

The Western Duke yanked up the carpet from the floor.

Oliver, who had followed behind the Western Duke, spoke to him.

“It’s a door.”

The Duke stood still as if listening carefully.

“They’ve already escaped.”

“Western Duke! What are you doing right now!”

The Duke turned toward Meron with a cold face.

“You don’t know? Why I’m doing this?”

“Let’s have a proper conversation—”

“I have no intention of exchanging words with you.”

The Duke cut off his words midway and turned away coldly.

A look of dismay crossed Meron’s face. If he could just open the floodgates of conversation, he could easily handle that madman.

“Western Duke, don’t be like this—”

“Take him away.”

At the Duke’s command, two knights appeared and roughly lifted him up.

“Western Duke! To treat me so carelessly! You’ll regret this!”

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Late at night, an unwelcome guest invaded the Eastern Ducal House’s townhouse in the capital.

The butler was at a loss for words seeing the Western Duke, his aide, and a knight dragging a man with a sack over his head.

“What is happening?”

The butler gulped and looked at the Western Duke.

The man with the sack over his head struggled but only groans escaped as his mouth seemed to be blocked.

“Mmmmph.”

Oliver, who was standing beside the Western Duke, spoke up.

“Is the Duchess here?”

As if the commotion had been heard, the head maid quickly approached and whispered to the butler.

“The Duchess says to escort them to the study.”

The butler turned and began to guide them.

The head maid’s frightened gaze briefly touched the man with the sack before turning forward.

After knocking and entering the study first, the head maid opened the door wide a moment later.

The study, warmly heated by the fireplace, exuded a cozy atmosphere with its soft cream-colored wallpaper and books filling the bookshelves.

The white-haired Duchess sitting behind the desk quietly put down the book she had been reading.

Gerald entered silently.

Following him, Oliver and the man with the sack also entered the study.

Duchess Edena’s gaze briefly touched the man with the sack before moving away.

“Duke Vines. Such a visit at this late hour is quite impolite.”

“It’s something that must be done, so I came to see you knowing it was impolite. Oliver, the chair?”

“Five steps forward and you’ll find it.”

Gerald approached the opposite side of the Duchess and sat in the chair.

“You really can’t see, can you, Duke Vines.”

A faint interest was embedded in her voice.

When Gerald gestured with his chin, Oliver removed the sack from the man’s head.

Meron, with a gag in his mouth, glared at Gerald with reddened eyes, breathing heavily.

The Duchess’s gaze lingered on Meron for a moment before turning away again.

“Your son is tied up like that, yet you don’t even ask why.”

When Meron groaned and tried to approach the Duchess, the knight standing behind him tapped the back of his knees.

Meron let out a groan and knelt down.

“What wrong has my son committed?”

The Duchess’s gaze remained consistently calm.

“Yes.”

“I see.”

“Aren’t you going to ask what wrong he committed?”

“Whatever my son has done, he is the heir of the Eastern Stein Ducal House. Do not treat him carelessly.”

When the family name came from her lips, a sigh of relief escaped from Meron’s mouth.

Throughout being dragged here, Duke Vines had asked nothing. He had simply bound him, gagged him, and dragged him along.

He should have given him a chance to speak so he could persuade or lie.

Duke Vines had asked nothing.

Gerald chuckled.

“Do you know what Vines is famous for?”

“Would there be anyone in the Empire who doesn’t know? Vines protects. Do you know what the Stein family is famous for?”

“Stein gives.”

The Eastern Stein had long lived by giving. So while they had less wealth than other ducal houses, they earned the trust of nobles and the people’s respect.

In fact, the place the Emperor feared most among the four ducal houses was also the Eastern Ducal House. Because the people trusted the Eastern Ducal House more than the Emperor.

That’s why the Emperor had reached out to the Young Duke. If he inherited the family, the Emperor could manipulate him as he pleased.

“You know well.”

“Yes. But it seems you only know half, Duchess.”

“What do I only know half of?”

“‘Vines protects. And Vines’ blood is repaid with blood.’ Ah, I understand. No one who heard the second part has ever survived, so that saying couldn’t be passed down.”

The Duchess’s face hardened stiffly.

“Did my son harm the blood of Vines?”

“Yes. My sister.”

Duke Vines spoke calmly, but the anger beneath was chilling.

The Duchess’s head turned to her adopted son once again.

Meron’s eyes widened as he shook his head frantically.

Duchess Edena’s eyes squeezed shut then opened.

She knew her adopted son had been desperate to receive the ducal title.

She knew that while he acted like a gentle lamb before her, he groveled like a prostrate dog before the Emperor.

Displeased by this, she had kept postponing the transfer of the ducal title.

She was the only one who could pass the ducal title to him in place of her husband who had collapsed from illness.

If she had transferred it sooner, would this trouble not have happened?

Her heart ached with belated regret.

Her adopted son had crossed a line that should never be crossed.

In fact, she had heard the second thing Duke Vines mentioned long ago.

“What do you want?”

“I want that man’s head.”

“What about evidence?”

“I’m going to create it from now on.”

“So you don’t have any yet. Then I absolutely cannot hand over my son. He is the Eastern Archduke. He’s not in a position that Duke Vines can easily eliminate. Moreover, to kill a Noble without His Majesty the Emperor’s approval…”

Duke Vines placed the Solar Emblem Jewel on the desk.

Her resolute words were cut short.

“You would use the jewel you received from His Majesty the Emperor for my son’s head?”

Edena’s voice trembled.

She had heard it was an Imperial Heirloom obtained by bringing Demon Beasts to threaten the Emperor. To use such an important item like this.

“Yes.”

“Still, it cannot be done. Say something else.”

Relieved by her words, Meron’s shoulders slumped. A tear dropped from the corner of his eye.

After her Only Daughter fell in love with a Commoner Knight and eloped in the night, she brought the smartest Meron from a branch family and treated him like a son.

Her daughter couldn’t become the Family Head anyway. Unless the daughter bore a Baby Boy and that Child received the position of Family Head.

Though she didn’t love Meron like her own Child, she had spent a long time with her adopted son.

Even if she couldn’t cover up all his wrongs, she had to do her best to save him.

“You seem to misunderstand what I’m saying.”

Edena’s face hardened at Duke Vines’s cold words.

“You must understand how much of a concession it is that I only want ‘one’ head of an adopted son.”

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