I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 141

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 141

Tan slowly got up and approached the bed.

Marine quickly backed away while wrapping the blanket around her body. She felt the hard bed head behind her back.

When she glanced at it, this was also made of gold.

Really, she was going to develop a gold allergy.

“Sweetie. I don’t touch sick people, so don’t worry.”

Tan, who had comfortably laid down on the bed, soothed her with a gentle voice.

So he would touch her if she wasn’t sick?

She had a lot to say, but since the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth, she narrowed her eyes and watched him.

“The bed is wide, so I’ll sleep here. Sweetie, you sleep over there.”

Tan propped his head up with his arm and grinned.

“No!”

Her voice, which had been blocked by the absurd situation, finally came out again.

Marine still squirmed while tightly wrapped in the blanket and escaped from the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I’ll sleep on that sofa over there.”

“Oh my. Do you dislike it that much?”

“Yes. I dislike it that much.”

Marine answered firmly and sat on the long sofa.

“Tsk, can’t be helped.”

Tan clicked his tongue low, then got up and approached her. He placed his hands under her knees and back and lifted her up.

“Why, why are you doing this?”

When Marine struggled with a frightened face, he carried her as she was and sat her back on the bed.

“I told you. I don’t touch sick people. That also means I respect sick people. Sleep here. I’ll sleep on the sofa.”

“How about you just comfortably sleep in another room?”

“Sweetie. If strange rumors spread about my virility, my pride will be hurt.”

Tan clutched his chest as if upset and lowered his head.

What kind of person is this?

Marine shook her head.

She gave up trying to understand Tan any further. He wasn’t a man she could judge with her capacity.

“Since we’ve decided to spend the night together anyway, tell me. Why were you alone in the desert? Where did the Western Duke go?”

Marine pressed her lips tightly together.

How could she say that her mother was kidnapped by the Duke’s enemy because of a fake engagement, and she came to rescue her but lost consciousness in the desert and met him?

“Why? Don’t want to talk? It seems like there would be a very interesting story. But Sweetie. You weren’t alone in the desert from the beginning, were you?”

“…Why?”

Marine’s tightly pressed lips opened. She was curious why he was asking such a thing.

“Didn’t you encounter any demon beasts?”

“I’m good at combat!”

Marine answered confidently.

She was a fighter recognized by the Duke, after all.

Of course, she had only met demon beast 1 who left saying it was full before she could even fight, demon beast 1 who made her wander the desert, demon beast 1 who thought of her as a mobile lunch box, and demon beast 1 who became food for another demon beast.

Thinking about it, she had really good luck.

“I like women who are good at fighting. That’s why I love my mother. Since Sweetie is even good at combat, I want you even more.”

A different light appeared in Tan’s black eyes that had been sparkling with mischief.

She was confused about how much of his words were jokes and how much were sincere.

“I have a fiancé.”

“Break off the engagement.”

It was too tiresome to say anything more.

Marine pretended not to hear his words and quickly changed the subject.

“I want to depart for the Duke’s Castle tomorrow.”

“Really? What should I do.”

“Why?”

“I haven’t been back long, so I can’t take Sweetie there.”

“Oh, that’s fine. I can hire mercenaries.”

“No. Haven’t I been saying this continuously? I respect sick people. Sweetie is still a patient. Let’s think about it when your body is fully recovered.”

His red lips were smiling, but his eyes weren’t smiling at all.

Was he indirectly saying he would confine her now?

Why on earth? For what reason?

Marine was once again at a loss for words at the unexpected situation.

But arguing with him, who wouldn’t listen to reason, would only be a waste of time. She should focus on recovering her health as he said, and escape secretly if necessary.

“I understand.”

“Hmm, seeing you answer so obediently makes me more suspicious?”

Tan grinned and watched her as if he would figure out her intentions.

Marine faced him with a calm expression.

“As Your Highness said, I’m a patient. I should focus on treatment.”

“Smart. Makes me want you even more.”

“I’m tired, so I’ll sleep first.”

Marine again pretended not to hear his words and lay back down on the bed.

Actually, she was really tired. Her whole body felt weak.

It was her first time sleeping in the same room as another person, especially a man, so she was concerned, but since he was an imperial prince, he wouldn’t go back on his word.

Marine tried to sleep while paying as little attention to Tan as possible.

Not long after, the sound of Marine’s peaceful breathing could be heard, indicating she had fallen asleep.

Tan sat leisurely on the sofa and chuckled.

She really fell asleep? What does she trust me for?

Tan’s eyes glinted coldly.

She was really a strange woman. She occasionally came to mind even on the way back to the Imperial Palace. She was the first woman to openly stare at him as if he was absurd, which sparked his interest.

The corners of his mouth rose coldly.

“The Western Duke’s woman…”

What he had said to her was sincere. He really wanted her.

The Western Duke’s distorted face would be very amusing.

Tan habitually took out candy and put it in his mouth. Soon a bitter taste lingered in his mouth. This never tasted good no matter how much he ate it.

He closed his eyes as if erasing useless thoughts.

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Following the rock markings was brief, as at some point Marine’s traces disappeared.

Gerald looked at the yellow desert that stretched like an endless ocean.

Where could she have gone?

The anxiety that had settled in one corner of his heart rose to the surface again.

The image of her being attacked by demon beasts formed in his mind, but he forcibly erased it.

Where could Marine have gone? Did she know about the existence of War Oasis? Could she have possibly reached War Oasis with heavenly luck?

For now, her last traces were in the direction of War Oasis. Gerald headed toward War Oasis with his last hope.

Please, let Marine be there.

Around War Oasis, the wide and deep blue lake in the middle of the desert, was a fairly developed commercial district.

There were two-story buildings and countless merchants and carriages everywhere.

As soon as Gerald arrived at War Oasis, he looked for Paper, Surenne’s friend.

He was an information merchant operating in War Oasis.

When he opened the door of the single-story tavern and entered, he saw Paper coolly gulping down beer.

He had curly brown permed hair and wore an eye patch over his left eye, making him stand out anywhere.

When he sat across from Paper, a black-haired shop clerk with a bob cut approached.

“What would you like to drink?”

“Beer.”

“1 Silver.”

Things to quench your thirst were expensive in War Oasis, and alcohol was the most expensive among them.

When Gerald tossed 10 Silver into the air, the clerk quickly caught it.

Paper whistled at the sight.

“Wow! I like people with money. Sena, please get my beer too. This person will pay for it.”

The clerk snorted and glared at Paper.

“Paper’s too.”

Gerald gestured with his chin toward Paper sitting in front of him.

The clerk nodded as if understanding and turned toward the bartender.

“Oh! You know my name too? Do we know each other?”

“I know your friend.”

“Who?”

“Surenne.”

Paper’s eyes instantly darkened with suspicion, but his mouth smiled brightly.

“Well, if you’re Surenne’s friend, you’re my friend. What are you curious about?”

“Has any foreigner come here recently?”

“Foreigners always come here. Like you.”

When Paper answered as if testing him, Gerald placed 10 Gold on the table.

Paper’s face became much more serious after quickly pocketing the gold.

“You need to be a bit more specific for me to share what I know.”

“A noble woman from a foreign country.”

Paper rubbed his hands together and grinned slyly.

“Ah- I see. This is a bit expensive though.”

“I’ll give you ten times what I just gave.”

“Give it to me now.”

“I swear on Surenne’s name.”

Paper leaned back in his chair and sneered.

“Does Surenne know? That there’s someone who sells her name so easily.”

“I’ll even swear on the Western Duke’s name.”

The smile instantly vanished from Paper’s face.

That Surenne was under the Western Duke of the Oman Empire was a secret known only to a very few.

Surenne was his life’s savior. If she hadn’t saved him, he would have lost his remaining eye as well.

As an information merchant, he would sell his own underwear, but he had never told anyone where she was except for one person. Even that one person was forced to speak under threat. That damn 3rd Prince.

“Who are you?”

Paper asked irritably, feeling his lost eye throbbing.

“Let’s just say I’m someone from the Western Duke.”

Gerald drew his sword and held it out.

Paper would immediately recognize a sword made by Surenne.

Paper examined the sword and stared at Gerald with a strange expression.

“If Surenne made this sword for you, you’re not just ordinary acquaintances. I’ll trust you for now. The 3rd Prince Your Highness passed through two days ago. He was with an unconscious woman, and that woman’s clothes weren’t from our Empire’s fashion. More precisely, they weren’t the attire of someone who had crossed the desert.”

“Tan…”

At the appearance of an unexpected figure, Gerald clenched his fist tightly and gritted his teeth.

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