If I Were Reborn, I Wouldn’t Marry You - Chapter 94
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Chapter 94
Whether it was because my facial muscles had also grown younger through regression or because we had spent even more years together, I could read Leonhardt’s expressions better than before.
Was that why?
I could clearly see that Leonhardt was being wary of Emilian.
‘Why on earth is he suspicious of Emil?’
Then belatedly, a scene from the first round came to mind.
‘Don’t tell me he still…?’
I knew that Leonhardt had made an absurd misunderstanding.
But I never imagined it would continue until now.
After that, Emilian had married Lady Kellion after a passionate romance.
Even after marriage, they had a good relationship.
The two were truly a match made in heaven.
Emilian would openly say that he could give up magical engineering for Lady Kellion’s sake.
Considering that everyone who received their wedding invitation suspected at least once that Emilian might be marrying a giant magic stone he had named after a person, you could tell how much of a topic Emilian’s love had become.
Even though I knew Leonhardt had misunderstood, I felt sorry for leaving it alone, so I often mentioned afterward how loving a couple the two were.
‘He listened carefully each time, so I thought he had cleared up the misunderstanding.’
Even if his stance that casual meetings were fine hadn’t changed, I thought he had cleared up the misunderstanding that I was having an affair with ‘Emilian Noyen.’
‘Is there just some lingering resentment?’
After experiencing various incidents since regression, I realized that Leonhardt wasn’t the indifferent husband I had thought he was.
‘Even if he doesn’t love me, he’s not so indifferent as to pay no attention to me, right?’
He had even said before that he felt jealous of Caspian.
As I quietly observed Leonhardt’s mood, a sudden change in perspective came to me.
‘Wait a minute? Isn’t this a positive sign?’
I had interpreted his jealousy toward Caspian as what happens when your closest friend becomes closer to someone else.
‘Of course, Emilian is also a friend, but…’
A friend from childhood that I couldn’t even remember.
But between Leonhardt and me, Emilian Noyen’s existence was certainly different from Caspian’s.
‘If Leon is jealous of Emil, it wouldn’t be simply because he feels like his friend was stolen.’
Like relationships known since foolish childhood when we knew nothing, we had no formality or barriers between us.
Because each other’s existence was familiar, we could act like we had met yesterday even after meeting after a long time, but at the same time, we weren’t particularly glad to see each other.
‘We’ve just known each other for a long time, but we’re not that affectionate.’
In terms of the actual time spent together with me, Leonhardt was overwhelmingly ahead compared to Emilian, who had gone abroad to study and spent most of his adolescence exchanging only letters.
It wasn’t a situation to be jealous of simply being an older friend.
I carefully observed Leonhardt’s reaction.
It was his usual indifferent expressionless face, but somehow it seemed a bit stiff.
When Emilian, who was meeting Leonhardt directly for the first time, greeted him quite politely, his expression hardened quite clearly.
Fortunately, Emilian himself didn’t notice at all.
‘It’s fortunate that the kid is oblivious.’
Emilian at this time was single-minded, having no interest in anything other than magical engineering.
‘Even that weak social skills developed rapidly after becoming an adult through various hardships.’
I felt quite guilty about doing this to Emilian, who was probably thinking he wanted to quickly return to his room at the Noyen Marquis’ mansion and do experiments…
‘But it was too good an opportunity to refuse.’
Apologizing only in my heart that I would help him meet his Lady Kellion faster in the second round, I spoke to Emilian while observing Leonhardt’s reaction.
“You should at least send a letter when you’re coming.”
“I forgot.”
I was frustrated by his dazed face speaking slowly, as if he had stayed up all night doing those experiments again.
Normally, I would have grabbed his collar and shaken him, telling him to try forgetting his own funeral announcement.
However, I held back for now and continued the conversation.
“If you forgot to contact before coming, you could have done it after arriving, right?”
I braced myself not to get angry, expecting another answer about forgetting, but a more reasonable response came back than expected.
“I was out of my mind. The atmosphere at home wasn’t good.”
He added that he didn’t want to come today either, but came late because his parents looked upset, which seemed quite sincere.
‘Ah, right, the House of Noyen must be in a bad mood right now.’
Viscount Perington also had estates in the South, but they were nouveau riche.
In contrast, the House of Noyen were natives who had established themselves in the South hundreds of years ago.
As a result, they were the family that suffered the greatest damage during the great drought in the South.
‘In the first round, they survived because they were such a powerful family with deep roots…’
But this time the situation would be better.
‘Just wait a little.’
Merlin and Caspian were currently at Lord Ravis’ mansion.
‘Bracken Estate is located toward the center of the South, so it has a large population, but the estate itself is small, so the work was finished quickly…’
The estate of the Ravis Marquis Family, Merlin’s family, was at the edge of the South with low population density, but the estate was large.
So it was taking some time to create wells in the Ravis Marquis’ estate.
‘But they said it’s almost finished.’
During the last Bracken trip, word had spread to surrounding estates, and they had even dug wells for nearby estates that asked if they could dig for them too.
As the damage from drought began to appear in earnest, rumors about the wells in Bracken and its neighboring estates spread, and invitations were pouring in for Merlin and Caspian to come to their estates as well.
Just setting priorities among the flood of requests was difficult enough.
Eventually, it became an unreasonable schedule where Merlin and Caspian had to board carriages to other estates as soon as they finished work at the Ravis Marquis’ estate.
However, the two, whose spirit affinity and utilization had improved through sufficient practical training, willingly accepted the difficult journey out of goodwill to help others.
‘Merlin is one thing, but Caspian’s side really shows how environment shapes a person.’
And the House of Noyen was definitely high on the list determined that way.
“Still, once we make wells and start farming relief crops, the situation should improve, right?”
I found myself comforting Emilian.
In doing so, I missed seeing what expression Leonhardt was making at that moment.
After returning from Angela’s birthday party, honestly, it was hectic.
While Caspian and Merlin were digging wells, we had to finish preparing to release our stockpiled rye.
The only fortunate thing was that Lionel had followed along in case anyone tried to pressure the two for being lower nobles, so we worried less about the South.
Although Lionel was still a minor, he had perfectly established his position as a young duke.
His personality was also formidable, so noble families who had been subtly trying to apply pressure would start being cautious and bow down after clashing with Lionel even once.
‘Objectively, that was the wise choice.’
Lionel was absolutely not the type to easily forget grudges.
It was better politics to bow down and let him do as he pleased.
Since it was related to Merlin, Lionel was really sincere about it.
It was also Lionel who chose the method of digging one large well in the center of each estate before moving on, even though the route was somewhat inefficient.
‘It means giving them breathing room first, but if they try to bite the hand that freed them from the snare, they’re on their own after that.’
Pressing down the noses of those who mistake kindness for entitlement with power and family influence, and extending a helping hand like a savior to those in urgent need, bestowing grace…
Lionel had outstanding control in turning situations to his liking.
The fact that Roderick had made them indebted and bought their favor meant that the position of Leonhardt, the imperial candidate Roderick was backing, also grew.
‘This is another side effect.’
Now all that remained was to also deal a blow to the House of Perington and Prince, who had planned food hoarding that would cause great damage to the Empire’s people for their own benefit.
I sparkled my eyes, imagining the fruits of success that seemed within reach.
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