I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 86
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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 86
“Marine.”
“Y-yes. Your Grace.”
Marine answered with a tense voice.
Why is she calling me Your Grace again?
As his mood plummeted to the floor, his voice became rough.
“What are you doing here right now?”
“What do you mean what? I was drinking with her.”
Seeing Marine more nervous than expected, Surenne jumped in to help.
“I can tell just from the smell.”
“Hiiing. Surenne, do I smell a lot like alcohol?”
Marine whined to Surenne in a pitiful voice.
“Yes, miss. A lot.”
Surenne was brutally honest.
“Hiyu. I smell a lot. Can’t be helped then.”
“Marine, let’s go back now.”
“Ehing. Just! Just one more drink!”
Marine, as if she’d never been frozen up, spoke the classic drunkard’s line in a nasal voice.
“Sure, sure. Just one more drink. Oh my, Lady Marine. We finished all the alcohol?”
“Whaaaat? That can’t be true! Tell me it’s not true! Quickly!”
Marine grieved in a sorrowful voice as if the world had collapsed.
“Sorry. I’ll prepare more next time.”
Surenne’s voice also deflated, seeming regretful that they couldn’t drink more.
Gerald stood with his arms crossed, watching the two women’s comedy with a dumbfounded expression.
“Alright. Let’s drink more next time.”
Marine nodded as if she had no choice and stood up from her seat.
“How many bottles did you and Surenne drink?”
“Two bottles.”
“What kind of alcohol?”
“Kyakyakya. We drank Boatkan specially imported from our Empire.”
Surenne spoke proudly as if she’d been waiting for him to ask.
Gerald’s eyebrow rose in displeasure. Boatkan was over 40 proof alcohol.
Marine’s usually light steps became heavy and dragging. Her footsteps sounded very unsteady.
She’s going to fall at this rate.
When Gerald quickly approached Marine, she reeked of alcohol instead of her usual fragrance.
“Let’s go.”
“Yeeees.”
“Duke, Lady Marine. Take care.”
“Uung. Surenne, bye bye too.”
Marine waved both hands in farewell and finally swayed.
Fortunately, she fell into his chest.
“Oh my. This hard wall!”
“It’s my chest.”
“Oh my. This hard chest!”
“Ugh, what a sight. Hurry and go.”
When Surenne patted Marine’s back and pushed her, Marine hopped around in place.
“Ah, that stings.”
The door slammed shut behind them.
Marine staggered as she looked up at the Duke.
Strangely, the Duke kept moving quickly, becoming two people, then three people. Clone Technique?
“Gerald sir. Please stand still for a moment. You keep becoming multiple people.”
“I’ve been standing still this whole time.”
“Kyahahaha. What a joke.”
Gerald let out a deep sigh and grabbed Marine’s shoulders as she kept swaying back and forth, leading her forward.
“Let’s go.”
Marine kept stumbling, so he grabbed her waist and half-carried her.
“Huh? Gerald sir. My feet must be moving too fast. I can’t see how I’m walking. How strange.”
Marine chattered cheerfully while looking down at her feet floating in the air.
“Hihu. Walking too fast. Hihu. It’s tiring. Hihu.”
She’s saying it’s tiring when she’s just dangling from him.
“Let’s rest for a moment. My feet are too tired.”
The Duke stopped walking.
“Feet, walk slowly. If you walk that fast, I can’t see.”
Marine hung her head low and had a proper conversation with her feet.
“Are you done?”
“Gerald sir!”
“What?”
“Could you open your eyes just once?”
“Why?”
“Just because I want to see something pretty. With drinking like this, and the moon so bright, and seeing pretty eyes too. Hihihi.”
Gerald slowly lifted his eyelids as she requested.
It was dark as if a black curtain had been spread before his eyes. In that pitch-black space, there was something slightly lighter black. He still couldn’t see anything, but he could sense she was standing in front of him.
“Huh?”
“What?”
“That’s strange.”
“What is?”
“Your eye color changed.”
“That can’t be…”
Gerald stopped mid-answer, startled by this new fact.
Why isn’t it blindingly white in front of my eyes but black instead? Is this another symptom? Or…
“No. They were sparkling silver, but they got slightly darker?”
“…It must be because it’s night.”
“Ah! Gerald sir, you’re so smart! Good job!”
She came close, stood on her tiptoes, and patted his hair like she was praising Peridot.
Gerald froze momentarily at her bold action, then burst into laughter.
He was already looking forward to seeing how she’d react when she sobered up.
“Yes. Smile like that. You’re so pretty when you smile.”
“Am I pretty?”
“Oh my, didn’t you know? The Male Protagonist is always handsome and pretty.”
“I’m the Male Protagonist? Then who’s the Female Protagonist?”
“Geez, you don’t know that either? Obviously- Ack.”
She approached him argumentatively but must have stepped wrong somewhere, bumping her face into his chest again.
“Really, how do they make these paths? Why is there another hard wall here.”
“It’s my chest.”
“Ah, it was you, Mr. Chest? Mr. Chest is quite hard. How do you exercise?”
Marine pressed his chest with her fingers, poking it firmly.
Gerald felt a strange stimulation he had never experienced before, causing his chest to tense up involuntarily.
“Oh my my my? Your chest is getting even harder. What kind of magic is this?”
His brow furrowed at the dangerous stimulation of her fingers poking at his chest.
“Marine.”
“Yeeees? Wait a moment. I’m busy.”
This time she rubbed it lightly with her fingers.
“How exactly are you planning to face me tomorrow?”
“Tomorrow, tomorrow’s sun will rise.”
Gerald chuckled at the random but accurate statement.
To avoid being subjected to Marine’s finger poking any longer, he lifted her up in his arms.
“Waaah, is this a princess carry?”
“Do princesses get carried like this?”
“Yes. That’s how it is in many novels.”
“Then today you’re the female protagonist.”
“Huh? I’m the female lead?”
She tilted her head and then pressed her face against his chest with a thud.
“This hard chest pillow is the best!”
After uttering that absurd comment to the very end, she suddenly became quiet. She had finally fallen asleep.
As she stopped chattering like a bird, the surroundings instantly became peaceful.
She was still too light in his arms.
“When will you grow more?”
“Won’t grow. Won’t grow.”
Even in her sleep, she answered quite well.
Gerald chuckled softly as he walked slowly. Though he couldn’t feel the cold well, holding her made him feel truly warm.
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“Water, water…”
“Yes. Here you go.”
“Thank you.”
Marine barely lifted her head to drink the water Yulia offered, then buried her head back in the pillow.
Her head felt like it would split, and her stomach felt like she would vomit from just that brief movement.
“Yulia…”
“Yes, Miss.”
“If I die, could you take care of my mom?”
“There’s nothing you won’t say in front of your mother.”
Roanna’s reproachful voice came from beside the bed.
“Mom?”
“That’s right. I came to see our daughter who apparently drank a lot last night.”
“Ugh.”
As soon as she heard the word alcohol, something felt like it would come up from her stomach.
“Mom, please ban that word.”
“What? Alcohol?”
“Wah, Mom.”
She was too weak to even raise her voice.
Roanna burst into laughter and held out a cup.
“It’s honey water. Your father also soothed his stomach with this.”
“Ah. Honey water. Good.”
Marine forced herself to drink all the honey water.
She could drink anything as long as it could soothe her stomach. Except alcohol.
“Miss Dia said not to worry about Young Master Peridot. Yesterday Miss Dia read him fairy tales and he slept well. She asked me to tell you she’ll be with Young Master Peridot all day today too.”
“Ruby will also spend the day with me, so don’t worry and rest.”
Roanna gently stroked her pale daughter’s face.
Marine opened her eyes slightly and forced a smile.
“Yes. Please tell everyone thank you for their consideration… Duke!!! Aaaahhh!!”
Marine bolted upright in bed, then pulled the blanket over herself and screamed.
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