I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 34

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 34

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Gerald woke up from a dream where he had returned to his childhood after a long time.

“Neighhhh.”

The horses tied to the four-horse carriage let out long cries before foaming at the mouth and collapsing one by one.

They had run through the night and arrived in 6 days instead of the usual 10-day journey.

The Mandelesong that Temporary had made was definitely effective.

When he applied the Mandelesong, the stinging pain in his eyes disappeared, allowing him to sleep well occasionally.

“We have arrived.”

Oliver’s tired voice came from outside the carriage.

When he focused a bit more on the sounds outside, he could hear whispering voices from Count Adria’s Estate.

“The Duke will arrive soon. Damn it. What’s that blind bastard coming here for?”

“Honey, someone might hear you.”

“Who’s going to hear? Damn it. He did that to my elder brother and sister-in-law…”

“Shh. I told you to lower your voice.”

“Who’s going to hear what we’re saying in our room?”

Gerald threw the string that had been covering his eyes onto the carriage floor, then stepped outside with his cane.

With his eyes closed and relying on his cane, he looked exactly like a blind person.

“This way.”

Gerald walked following Oliver’s voice and footsteps.

The soldiers guarding the Count’s estate hurriedly bowed their heads with tense faces and opened the main gate.

Soon Gerald and Oliver entered the manor.

Moro Butler from Count Adria’s Estate came running out frantically and bowed.

“Your, Your Grace. Welcome.”

Gerald stood still with an indifferent expression.

Oliver, who likewise ignored the butler’s greeting, looked around and stepped forward to ask in a stern voice.

“We clearly sent a letter saying we would arrive a day ago, so where are the Count’s young ladies and young master?”

Moro Butler kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief and stammered.

“Th, that is…”

Oliver pressed him with sharp eyes.

“Why can’t you answer quickly?”

“Well, we didn’t receive the letter…”

“Welcome, Your Grace. You’ve made a difficult journey despite your vision being impaired. You didn’t need to do that.”

Oliver turned his gaze toward where the voice came from.

A handsome man with blonde hair and clear blue eyes was slowly descending the stairs.

It was Baron Kilon.

A woman wearing a black dress adorned with flashy jewelry, inappropriate for mourning dress, quietly followed behind him.

“If you had contacted us in advance, we would have at least prepared a welcome ceremony. I apologize.”

“We clearly sent a letter a day ago, but it seems no one received it.”

Oliver smiled sarcastically with his usual eye-smile.

“Butler, did you receive a letter? Then why didn’t you report it to me?”

Kilon scolded Moro Butler, who was standing behind him with hunched shoulders.

“I, I’m sorry. I didn’t receive it either.”

Moro Butler hurriedly made excuses while sweating profusely.

“Oh my, oh my. He says he didn’t receive it.”

“Honey. You should introduce me too.”

The woman standing next to Kilon lightly grabbed his sleeve.

“Ah, this is my fiancée.”

“Hello. It’s an honor to meet Your Grace. I’m Zelmia Rose.”

Zelmia gave the Duke a sensual eye-smile.

Oliver, who looked at her incredulously, ignored her and asked Kilon again.

“Where are the Count’s young ladies and young master?”

At Oliver’s question, Kilon’s expression stiffened slightly before he quickly smiled brightly.

“The children are so overcome with grief that they won’t come out at all.”

“Still, since His Grace has come, they should at least greet him.”

“That’s right. I’ll scold them severely. These days, children don’t listen when you only scold them with words. Hahaha.”

That’s when it happened.

Thud. When the cane struck the lobby floor, the marble cracked with a splitting sound.

“Eek.”

Moro Butler, who had been watching nervously from behind, collapsed as his legs gave out.

Kilon and Zelmia also looked at the Duke with pale faces.

The Duke’s red lips, with his eyes closed, curved into a cold sneer.

“Noisy. Like mayflies.”

“Wh, what kind of rudeness is this? We are currently in mourning!”

Kilon raised his voice as if shaking off his fear, but couldn’t hide his trembling eyes.

“To my room.”

The Duke, who ignored Kilon as if wondering where a dog was barking, commanded Oliver.

“Yes.”

Moro Butler gathered strength in his trembling legs and stood up.

“I, I will guide you.”

Soon the two men disappeared following Moro Butler.

Zelmia glanced down at the cracked floor, then quickly put on a sad expression and leaned against Kilon’s chest.

“My goodness. His Grace is really too much. To ignore honey like this just because you’re only a baron.”

Kilon, who glared at the empty corridor where the two had disappeared as if they were his enemies, ground his teeth.

He roughly swept back his blonde hair and vented his anger.

“Let’s see if he acts like that even after I become a count.”

“Once honey becomes a count, how could His Grace ignore you?”

Kilon’s anger subsided at Zelmia’s sweet comfort, and he hugged her tightly.

“Zelmia, I’ll make you a count’s wife soon. Just wait one day, just one more day.”

“Yes. I’m waiting. Honey, you’re busy, aren’t you? You should hurry and go.”

Zelmia, who naturally escaped from his embrace by lightly pushing his chest, whispered in a seductive voice.

“Right. I’m busy. Damn it, I didn’t expect the Duke to come before I found that little brat. See you later.”

“Yes, honey.”

Watching Kilon roughly stomp up the stairs, Zelmia inwardly sneered.

For a puppet, he was too greedy. Though that made him convenient to use.

After Kilon disappeared and she was left alone in the lobby, Zelmia gracefully walked to where the Duke had struck the floor.

“I didn’t expect the Duke to actually come. He must have cared for his sister more than I thought. Hohoho.”

Zelmia hummed. Her crimson eyes, filled with interest, couldn’t tear away from the cracked floor.

Meanwhile, Kilon, who had gone up to the third floor, took out a key from his pocket.

If he kept not showing his nieces and nephew when the Duke had come, it would seem suspicious.

“Damn Vines.”

He was sick and tired of anyone with Vines family blood.

His sister-in-law, who had interfered with his affairs at every turn, had ruined things by spiriting away youngest Peridot even at the moment of her death.

If his Elder Brother and youngest nephew had died all at once, the Count title that was originally his would have naturally returned to him.

If only his Elder Brother, who had been weak since childhood, had died young.

If only his Sister-in-law, who kept giving birth to daughters, hadn’t given birth to a son.

If only his Elder Brother hadn’t thrown him the baronet title that even the Knights looked down upon.

He wouldn’t have eliminated his Elder Brother and Sister-in-law with his own hands.

Kilon glared at the empty air with eyes filled with rage.

It was all their fault.

Kilon inserted the Key into the firmly locked Lock and turned it.

When he opened the Room door wide and entered, the three sisters jumped up from their seats.

He looked at each of his nieces gathered in the Room with a displeased expression.

Shining Black Hair. Deep green eyes like lush green leaves. The eldest, Dia, with pink lips looked up at him with an indifferent gaze.

Next to her was the second daughter, Garnet, with deep blonde hair like melted gold. With green eyes and cat-like upturned eye corners that made her look haughty, she was glaring at him with venomous eyes.

In contrast, the third daughter, Rubiana, with sweet-feeling light blonde hair, light green eyes, and a small frame, was hiding behind Garnet with anxious eyes.

Having inherited only the beautiful features of their lovely parents, the sisters were all dazzlingly beautiful.

Garnet and Rubiana were 15 and 9 years old respectively, still young, but he wanted to quickly send them off to wealthy nobles.

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