I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 129

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 129

Then what happens from now on?

The Duke’s eyes?

As I thought before, what if Mandelesong really isn’t the medicinal herb that heals his eyes?

What if what the Female Protagonist mixed with the Mandelesong was the key ingredient?

Marine bit her lips tightly and turned her gaze toward the Duke, when she saw him suddenly stand up and approach her.

“Marine, what’s wrong?”

He knelt on one knee in front of her and lowered his body.

At his face full of worry, Marine burst into tears she had been holding back.

“What should I do, what should I do. Because of me…”

Marine sat collapsed on the floor, tears streaming down her face.

The butterfly effect.

The Silver Mine was originally supposed to become an Abandoned Mine. So the Tunnel Monsters would no longer appear there.

It meant that even if the Female Protagonist went there, there would be no danger.

But because of her choice, the Silver Mine didn’t become abandoned. And the Female Protagonist went there and met with disaster.

In the original work, it said the Female Protagonist goes there around the middle of the novel, but since it didn’t become abandoned and there was more influx of people, the timing wasn’t important.

What on earth had she done?

Her whole body trembled as if she had chills.

The Duke lifted her up as if comforting her.

Marine leaned against the Duke and put strength into her shaking legs.

Reia was looking at Marine with a pitying expression.

“You must have been very close to Modriana.”

“…”

Marine couldn’t bring herself to lie about her relationship with the deceased, so she just bit her lips and lowered her gaze.

“Oliver.”

When the Duke called Oliver, the quick-witted Oliver approached Reia.

“Let’s start the treatment from tomorrow.”

“Yes. I’ll do that.”

After Reia looked at Marine with concern, she followed Oliver’s guidance and went outside.

“Marine.”

The Duke’s low voice calling her felt more careful than ever.

Marine slowly raised her head to look up at the Duke. And without realizing it, she reached out her hand to gently stroke around his eyes.

I want to heal this person’s eyes. Really, I wish this person could see.

The Duke silently let her do as she pleased.

The Female Protagonist had died, yet she was more worried about this person’s eyes.

Is love this selfish?

“…Gerald.”

“Yes.”

“I will definitely heal them for you.”

The Duke’s face hardened for a moment, but Marine just felt sorry for him who couldn’t see what was in front of him.

“You seem to be in shock, so let’s go back to your room for now.”

Marine leaned on the Duke and headed to her room.

Elmis, who was standing in front of the door, was surprised and her eyes widened when she saw Marine’s face full of traces of crying.

Marine weakly greeted the Duke and entered her room.

“El.”

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“Marine seems quite shocked.”

“I’ll watch over her well.”

Gerald watched her closed door for a long time before slowly turning around.

Who would have thought Marine had a herbalist friend?

So that’s how she knew about the effects of Mandelesong.

But why did she grieve over her friend’s death, then say she would definitely heal my eyes? Did she think she had to heal them in place of the friend she trusted who died?

Watching her cry so sorrowfully, he felt like his heart was being torn to shreds. She looked infinitely fragile, like an injured baby bird.

So when she said she would heal his eyes, he couldn’t refuse as he usually would.

Sigh. What should I do?

He was afraid she would leave if he said he could see, but seeing her sad like today was even more frightening.

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Marine, who entered her room, sat in front of Grandmother’s antique Vanity Table.

It had been a long time since she sat here, having used the large Vanity Table placed in the room for a while.

She felt Elmis carefully approaching and standing beside her.

“Elmis. I want to be alone for a moment.”

Marine raised her head and tried to smile.

“…Yes. I understand.”

Elmis, who hesitated for a moment, quietly closed the door and left. She would probably be guarding in front of the door.

Marine opened the Vanity Table drawer in the room where she was left alone.

When she reached deep inside and felt around, she felt the rustling texture of paper. As she tried to take out the paper, something touched the back of her hand.

Marine took out both items.

A small folded paper and a black stone split in half.

“Ah.”

This stone that seemed split in half was what she had been clutching in her hand when she lost consciousness from the carriage accident.

She didn’t want to see anything that reminded her of the carriage accident, so it was a stone she had put deep in the drawer and tried to ignore.

Marine put the stone back in the drawer and picked up the paper.

The future of the novel was briefly written there.

But what use was all this?

The Female Protagonist had died. Then this future she had written down would not happen.

She stared at the last written words.

Happy ending.

Had the Duke said that happy endings were good now?

Her fingertips holding the paper trembled.

What if she had ruined the happy ending that the Duke rightfully deserved?

Suddenly. Fear rushed over her and tears welled up again.

A tear dropped on the words “happy ending.”

Marine raised her hand and patted her cheek.

Pull yourself together, Marine.

This isn’t the time to be crying weakly like this.

I just need to make the Duke’s eyes see. And I’ll think about what comes next then. One step at a time, slowly.

Marine tore up the paper she was holding all at once. And threw it in the trash can.

Let’s not dwell on a future that will no longer happen.

I’m moving forward.

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The next day.

Marine steeled herself and opened the door to go out. Elmis was in front of the door.

“Is there anything you need me to do?”

“No. I’m going to see Oliver for a moment.”

“Understood.”

“Yes. You rest too, Elmis.”

“Yes. Have a safe trip.”

Within the Duke’s Castle, Elmis didn’t provide particularly close security. Since her range of movement was quite predictable.

Marine went straight to Oliver’s office.

She needed to ask if the newly arrived herbalist knew about Mandelesong.

Knock knock.

When she knocked, Oliver’s voice was heard.

“Please come in.”

“Oliver, I have something to say… Lady Reia Rozin.”

Oliver was having tea with Reia.

“We meet again.”

Reia greeted her with welcoming eyes.

“Ah- I actually wanted to see Lady Rozin too. By the way, I’m Marine Schwentz.”

“Yes. I heard from Oliver. That you’re the Duke’s fiancée.”

“Yes…”

Marine nodded with an awkward smile.

“Miss, you said you had something to say?”

“Ah, not to you Oliver, but to Lady Rozin.”

“I see. Then I’ll excuse myself.”

The perceptive Oliver stood up from his seat and yielded the space.

“I’m sorry.”

“Not at all. Please have a comfortable conversation.”

After Oliver closed the door and left, Marine took the seat where he had been sitting.

“Yesterday I was very rude. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. Seeing you cry for Modriana made me tear up too. She was such a good friend.”

Reia smiled sadly as if remembering Modriana.

As she said, the Female Protagonist must have certainly been a good person.

Marine straightened her back and gazed directly at Reia sitting in front of her with trembling eyes.

Her chest ached from the guilt washing over her like waves, and her fingertips grew cold.

Selfishness reared its head, wanting to turn away from the sadness of the person sitting in front of her, telling herself that the death was merely a product of coincidence and not her fault.

But Marine erased that selfishness and faced Reia resolutely with a heart that mourned the Female Protagonist.

She must not turn away from the consequences of her actions.

This was something she had to bear and accept herself.

Though she could not become the Female Protagonist, curing the Duke’s eyes—what Modriana had wanted most in the novel—was something she desired as well.

She would mourn the Female Protagonist’s death and resolve with her own hands what she had wanted.

Marine made a firm resolution in her heart.

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