If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 82

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Chapter 82

Since their tastes and personalities were completely different, they often bickered, so Miela and Emilian Noyen were old friends but not particularly close.

‘…But when did they become so close?’

Though she didn’t know the exact timing, at some point Miela had started spending time with Emilian Noyen very frequently.

Of course, Leonhardt had heard that Miela was arranging meetings with unmarried young ladies at the request of the Marquise, Emilian Noyen’s mother.

However, Leonhardt was the type to be jealous even of inanimate objects if Miela’s gaze fell upon them.

At first, he thought his irritation with Emilian Noyen was similar in nature.

After all, adding a scratch to someone who’s been stabbed with a sword wouldn’t make the pain feel any stronger.

But his irritation with Emilian Noyen kept getting worse.

…Sometimes he even recalled the historical practice of nobles arranging trustworthy spouses for their lovers’ governments.

That couldn’t be the case, though.

Still…

‘Why are you being so affectionate toward Emilian Noyen?’

‘Is that bastard special to you?’

His suppressed desires began to grow, feeding on jealousy as nourishment.

These were emotions he couldn’t show Miela, didn’t want to show her.

Leonhardt was already struggling just to keep his growing desires from overflowing beyond himself.

So he couldn’t even think about how Miela might interpret his reactions.

“I’m married to magical engineering, remember? The only thing that can make my heart race is magic stones.”

Emilian, who had been dragged away from his happy hobby time, looked like someone who had been kicked out of a warm bed in pajamas at 5 AM on a winter morning.

And rightfully so, since this was already the third time I’d called him out saying “this is really the last time.”

But I had no other choice, desperately needing the Marquise Noyen’s help.

“Really! Final! Last! The end! You don’t like arranged marriages either, but you do want to get married.”

“That’s true, but… unless magic stones become women, I don’t think I’ll ever fall in love…”

Emilian sighed in frustration, then suddenly switched to a negotiator’s expression and asked.

“How about I help mediate with Teranos instead?”

It seemed like he was calculating to demand magic stones in exchange.

Getting a big payout after one bout of hard work rather than one stone per meeting did suit Emilian’s nature better.

But I scoffed and retorted.

“You’re going to be removed from the family tree if you don’t marry this year, aren’t you? And you want to mediate? That’s something people with actual influence do.”

“…Actually, stating facts can still be defamation.”

Emilian was the only son of the prestigious knightly House of Marquis Noyen, but he was more famous as an eccentric obsessed with magical engineering.

He had blown through the inheritance from the previous Marquis Noyen by getting scammed while buying rare research materials, leaving him with no personal assets, and since he had no interest in inheriting the title, he was busy traveling instead of taking successor lessons.

‘No wonder that upright Marquise Noyen said she’d resolve the diplomatic friction with Teranos if she could just get Emil married.’

Of course, it wasn’t an easy task.

Not only was Emilian obsessed with research and uninterested in women, but women weren’t interested in him either.

Young ladies who liked men obsessed with research were extremely rare.

‘And he rejects all the blind date partners I worked so hard to find.’

Wait, is he deliberately rejecting them because I give him one magic stone for each blind date he attends?

I looked at Emilian with suspicious eyes.

“Hey! Why are you looking at me like that?”

But originally, he hadn’t wanted to go on blind dates because he disliked awkward situations, and I had barely managed to lure him out with the bait of top-grade magic stones that would make any magical engineer go crazy.

Just wait until this matter is over.

“You just look handsome today. I was thinking Lady Kellion would like you?”

When I smiled shamelessly, Emilian, who was eccentric but not stupid, scoffed.

‘Even I thought that was too ridiculous a lie.’

But fortunately, Emilian was a pragmatist.

“This time, really meet her seriously. I’ll give you 2 magic stones instead.”

When I offered double compensation, Emilian’s eyes gleamed with madness.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Top-grade magic stones worth a manor each were quite a significant expense even for me as Empress.

‘But once the diplomatic friction is resolved, the trade embargo will be lifted.’

In the long run, it’s a much greater benefit.

Emilian, who had been delighted by the prospect of 2 top-grade magic stones, belatedly came to his senses and asked.

“You seem really confident this time.”

I nodded with a relaxed smile.

“She’s basically the human version of Emilian Noyen.”

“Hey, I’m human too, you know?”

Really? I thought you were a mushroom growing in the research lab.

I held back what I wanted to say and just smiled.

That’s when it happened.

Anna lightly knocked on the door and announced that Leonhardt had come to visit.

“His Majesty is coming!”

Emilian, who was somewhat afraid of Leonhardt, quickly got up from his seat.

“Well, I’ll be going then. Don’t forget the magic stones.”

Even so, Emilian made sure to secure his share until the end, and I nodded half-heartedly in response.

Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since Leonhardt had come to the Empress Palace.

“Miela? I heard your schedule was free today…”

The door opened before Emilian had even left.

Once again, Leonhardt entered the inner chamber, getting straight to the point before greetings.

I smiled and welcomed Leonhardt.

“Oh, right. I cleared my schedule because I had something urgent to discuss with Emil.”

Only then did Leonhardt notice Emilian.

“Emilian Noyen?”

Emilian flinched when his name was called.

The two men’s eyes met briefly.

A very brief silence passed, as if time had stopped for a moment.

“I greet the Sun of the Empire.”

Emilian greeted him politely with a more disciplined demeanor than even Marquis Noyen had probably ever seen.

Then he suddenly started trembling as if he had caught a chill.

‘Why is he acting like that?’

Wondering if Leon had done something, I turned around, but Leonhardt had the same indifferent expression as always.

“It seems you had a prior engagement. I’ll come back later.”

He even tried to excuse himself.

“No, Emil was just about to leave.”

“Yes, that’s right. I was just getting up to leave. Haha.”

“Still, I’ll come back later… I just came to see your face briefly.”

Even though Emilian and I took turns trying to convince him, Leonhardt left anyway.

It was around the time when Leonhardt’s rapidly disappearing figure was no longer visible, wondering what was so urgent.

“He must be very busy.”

When I made excuses for Leonhardt, Emilian chimed in.

“His Majesty is so diligent and has so many affairs to attend to.”

Flattery poured out even though Leonhardt wasn’t there.

Feeling deflated because Leonhardt had suddenly left, I let Emilian’s words go in one ear and out the other, only saying what I needed to say.

“Make it worth 2 magic stones. Pay some attention to your clothes and hair too!”

Because it would be better to focus on something else to shake off this strange unpleasant feeling.

A few days later, Emilian came to the Empress Palace after meeting Lady Kellion.

“Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress. For giving me the opportunity to meet Nia.”

Emilian greeted me with a very respectful expression.

Lady Kellion seemed to really like him.

‘I knew it.’

Lady Kellion was a Rune Structuring scholar.

Since Rune Structuring and Magical Engineering have an inseparable, close relationship as academic fields, their conversation must have gone very! well!

“I told you I was confident, didn’t I?”

I raised my nose proudly, showing off.

Emilian, who would normally have been disgusted, nodded obediently.

“That makes sense. I was born to meet Nia.”

Emilian said with eyes full of love.

“Didn’t you say you couldn’t love anyone unless magic stones became women?”

“That was when I was immature.”

I wanted to mock Emilian for treating a conversation we had just a few days ago like ancient history, but either way, I hoped the two of them would work out.

“So Lady Kellion likes you too?”

“Yes, so next time we meet, I’m going to officially ask her to court me.”

“Already?”

“I can’t let Nia slip away. So, about that…”

Emilian held out a pink letter envelope with a serious expression.

“What’s this? A love letter?”

Emilian rubbed his palms together like a flatterer as he made his request.

“Just look at it once… You’re the only female friend I have.”

With success right before us, his request to look at a love letter was welcome.

I carefully unfolded the letter.

However, before I could even read the first line of the letter, I heard news that Lionel, who had been down at the estate for a while, had returned.

“Since the weather is nice today, prepare for tea time in the garden.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The maid hurriedly left the inner chamber to relay the orders.

“I’ll examine it very thoroughly and contact you.”

I said, placing the letter on the table.

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