I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 61

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 61

As he lowered his voice and got angry while glancing around nervously, Marine became even calmer instead.

“What are you talking about?”

“Because of the ugly thing you did, our family line is cut off…”

Gebium gritted his teeth as if he couldn’t bear to finish his words.

Marine was genuinely surprised this time.

Could it be?

Just as her gaze was about to drop downward, a petite Noble Lady approached them.

“Lord Gebium. Please introduce me as well.”

“Ch, Christine.”

Gebium looked at Christine standing beside him with a flustered expression.

“Shall I do it myself? Hello, I’m Christine from the Viscount Wears family. I’m Viscount Gebium Norman’s fiancée.”

“Hello. I’m Marine Schwentz.”

“Why are you with my fiancé, Lady Schwentz?”

Christine glared at Marine with eyes that looked at something filthy.

“Pardon?”

“Are you seducing my fiancé again to get something this time?”

As Christine raised her voice, the gazes of nearby nobles began to gather.

Marine looked at Christine with a confused face.

Gebium also looked bewildered as people’s attention focused on them.

“Christine, what are you saying right now?”

“Lord Gebium came here because he wanted to confront this woman too. You said she seduced you and you lost something you should never lose in your lifetime. What is it? What did you give this woman that you’re keeping it secret even from me?”

Christine raised her voice even louder as if for everyone to hear.

The gazes of nobles thirsty for gossip were drawn to them.

“That was just something I said by mistake when I was drunk.”

“Lord Gebium. You wouldn’t have made up something that didn’t happen, would you? You said you fell for this woman’s seduction and had something precious stolen from you. What was it? What is it that you can’t even tell me, your fiancée! Tell this woman to give it back!”

Marine struggled to hold back her laughter as she watched their farce.

When Gebium shamelessly came to her and got angry, she thought he was crazy.

But it seems he really did lose something very important because of her.

It felt like ten years of pent-up frustration was finally being relieved.

“Do you find this situation funny?”

While Gebium anxiously rolled his eyes and looked around, Christine’s attack wasn’t over yet.

“A little.”

“You’re truly shameless beyond words.”

Marine was inwardly amazed.

Had this woman forgotten who she was dealing with right now?

Like Gebium who was confronting the Duke’s fiancée about losing something important, was his fiancée also fearless?

Was she blinded by jealousy?

Or was she trusting in the support of those Young Ladies watching from afar?

Either way, she had no intention of playing along with a Young Lady younger than herself.

For the Duke’s honor, she had to break up this scene before more nobles’ attention gathered.

“Lady Wears. You seem quite intoxicated.”

Marine looked at the wine glass Christine was holding and hinted that she should back down.

Christine finally seemed to remember the wine glass she was holding and looked down at it.

“You’re right. I must be quite drunk. Please, forgive the mistake I made while intoxicated.”

Christine’s eyes held a burning determination as she spoke each word with emphasis.

Could it be?

The wine glass slipping from Christine’s hand and tilting toward her seemed to move in slow motion.

Even though she could see it, she couldn’t avoid it.

Marine squeezed her eyes shut.

Thud.

Instead of the clinking sound of a wine glass breaking, a dull sound was heard.

She slightly opened her eyes and looked toward where the sound came from, seeing the wine glass and the Duke’s cane embedded in a marble pillar.

Why is that there?

When she looked straight ahead with a bewildered face, a transparent barrier was blocking in front of her. Thanks to that barrier, not a single drop of wine had fallen.

Looking at how the wine glass was embedded in the pillar, it didn’t seem like it would have fallen anyway.

“Tsk. I prepared it just in case, but I never thought I’d actually have to use it.”

Zeromian, who had slowly approached, grumbled as he waved his bracelet-wearing hand. Then the transparent barrier that had protected her disappeared like wind.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes. Thank you.”

“This is why I hate these kinds of occasions.”

Zeromian glared fiercely at Gebium and Christine, who were standing there looking stunned.

Thud, thud.

The nobles who had been holding their breath at the sudden situation parted to both sides at the heavy presence walking from behind.

The Duke, with his lips set in a hard line, was walking over with a face cold as ice.

The Duke ignored Gebium and Christine as he passed them, then went straight to Marine. He whispered low in her ear.

“Anything to say?”

“Yes, yes, I know. I’m a troublemaker, right? I’ll admit it.”

“No. You should ask me to just kill them.”

Marine’s green eyes widened greatly in shock.

“Suddenly?”

“They tried to touch my fiancée, and you call it sudden?”

Despite his leisurely tone, his cold voice sent chills down her spine.

Has this person lost his mind?

No, wait. Since his eyes are closed, did he just lose his money?

Of course, she also disliked them, but she couldn’t kill them at a party celebrating their engagement.

No, there was no reason to kill them.

If people were killed for trying to spill some wine, many nobles should already be in heaven.

Marine gently grabbed his arm to calm him down.

“I’m fine. So…”

The Duke lightly patted her hand and raised his head. Then he raised his voice for everyone to hear.

“Watch what happens to anyone who lays a hand on you from now on.”

The Duke, with his eyes closed, looked around at the nobles in the hall and smiled crookedly.

It was a declaration of war.

Though his voice was low, the message he conveyed was clearly delivered to the nobles.

‘Don’t touch my fiancée.’

A suffocating silence descended upon the party hall. The orchestra performance had stopped long ago.

The Noble Ladies who had subtly made disparaging remarks about the Duke’s fiancée leaned their heads against their husbands to hide their frightened faces.

Everyone’s gaze focused on Gebium and Christine, who had heard the Duke’s warning firsthand.

The Duke’s sudden appearance.

The sight of the dropped wine glass embedded in the pillar.

Christine was pale-faced and terrified, not knowing what to do. She wrapped her trembling body with both hands and hung her head low.

Gebium, equally frightened, bowed to the Duke.

“Y-Your Grace the Duke. Viscount Gebium Norman pays his respects.”

Even while greeting, his mind was spinning frantically.

He hadn’t expected the Duke to go this far.

He didn’t know exactly how Marine had won over the Duke, but it was clear that the Duke cherished her quite a bit. It was an unexpected variable.

Because of her, the Norman Viscount House’s lineage had been cut off. Of course, there was the option of adopting an heir, but he would never be able to have his own child again.

He ground his teeth daily, thinking about how to get revenge on Marine. A few weeks later, when he was able to move around, he sought out her cabin to exact his revenge.

And he turned around with a refreshing laugh.

The sight of Marine begging to a commoner man who was the landlord in front of a shabby cabin that only beggars would live in could no longer be called noble. She was more wretched than a commoner.

What need was there for a separate hell? The place where she stood was hell itself.

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