In This Life, I Will Be The Lord - Chapter 254

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This Life, I Will Become the Clan Head Episode 254

 

“…Haah.”

 

As I collapsed onto the plush sofa, all the tension that had built up inside me burst out as a heavy sigh.

 

After the Crown Prince appointment ceremony ended.

 

Peres and I had returned to Poirak Palace.

 

Peres, sitting across from me, had long since thrown off the crown he’d worn on his head, and now he was roughly unbuttoning the collar that had been fastened up to his neck, as if it bothered him.

 

My own appearance, deeply buried in the chair, was far from dignified or formal.

 

At least in this space where we were alone together, both Peres and I could breathe a little more comfortably.

 

But that didn’t mean our hearts were at ease.

 

“I’m crazy. I did it. I really did it.”

 

I covered my face with both hands and muttered.

 

It had already been decided that we would announce our relationship at the Crown Prince appointment ceremony.

 

But the sense of exhaustion that came after actually going through with it weighed down my body like waterlogged cotton.

 

“Whew.”

 

As I sighed once more, I could see Peres’s face through the gaps between my fingers.

 

Unlike my exhausted state, he had a completely calm expression as he brought a glass of water to his lips.

 

“Peres.”

 

My voice came out a bit crooked.

 

“Why do you look so fine?”

 

It was roughly the same tone as asking ‘Why do you look like that?’

 

I knew it wasn’t right to suddenly speak in a half-confrontational manner.

 

But it was also true that his perfectly fine appearance was a little annoying.

 

Peres, who had been about to drink water, stopped his action abruptly and looked at me.

 

“Fine?”

 

Peres tilted his head slightly to the side and asked back.

 

Then he spoke slowly.

 

“I’m actually quite sad right now.”

 

“S-sad?”

 

It felt like my heart dropped with a thud.

 

Just moments ago, he had gathered hundreds of nobles and made all sorts of threats while declaring he would marry me.

 

And now he’s saying he’s sad?

 

“You, you. Peres, you….”

 

I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I couldn’t even speak properly.

 

“How can you say something like that?”

 

Doesn’t saying he’s sad mean he’s having regrets?

 

I’d heard there was something called pre-wedding blues that people experience before entering a wedding venue.

 

But to have regrets this quickly.

 

My mind became tangled like a ball of yarn that a cat had played with.

 

Clink.

 

The sound of Peres setting his glass down on the table rang out a bit loudly.

 

And then he walked toward me with heavy steps.

 

Even his footsteps seemed louder than usual today.

 

Peres stood in front of me as I sat on the single-person sofa and placed his hands on both armrests.

 

Then he slowly leaned toward me.

 

“Tia.”

 

Was it my imagination that I felt a deep sigh mixed in with that low voice?

 

“Wh-what.”

 

Just moments ago he was saying he had regrets!

 

As Peres came closer, I tried to ignore my pounding heart and maintained an angry expression.

 

Peres, who had been looking at my face, said briefly.

 

“2 years.”

 

2 years?

 

I blinked, not understanding the word that suddenly came out.

 

Then Peres’s red eyes looked straight at me and he spoke in an even lower voice.

 

“I have to wait 2 more years.”

 

“Are you talking about our engagement period now?”

 

Peres didn’t answer, but his eyes gazing at me were answering instead.

 

“It can’t be helped.”

 

I spoke as if comforting him.

 

“Creny has to graduate from the Academy and return before I can confidently entrust him with the clan’s affairs. Only then can I handle both Imperial matters and Lombardy matters well.”

 

“I know.”

 

Peres answered immediately.

 

“And among nobles, having a certain engagement period is quite common.”

 

But Peres wasn’t listening to any of my explanations.

 

His gaze was busy scanning my face.

 

“2 years….”

 

Peres spoke once more as if sighing.

 

His red eyes became even redder, as if sparks were about to ignite.

 

I need to stop this here.

 

A kind of alarm system that had developed from several past experiences was ringing warning bells in my head.

 

“Peres.”

 

“Mm?”

 

“Your eyes look a bit… you know?”

 

I thought if I said this, Peres would go ‘Really?’ and back away sheepishly.

 

But instead, he.

 

“…Do they?”

 

And he even smiled mischievously.

 

Peres slowly ran his right hand down my arm in a caressing motion.

 

The destination was my left hand gripping the chair’s armrest.

 

At the touch secretly penetrating my palm, I narrowed my eyes and said.

 

“Wolf.”

 

Then he stretched his lips into a smile while placing a long kiss on the back of my hand.

 

“Thank you.”

 

Thump.

 

In the end, my heart skipped a big beat.

 

Peres’s body heat felt so close that it seemed to bind me so I couldn’t move.

 

Unable to bear it, I jumped up from my seat and walked to the window.

 

The subtle cold breeze felt through the closed window touched my flushed face, and the heat seemed to subside a little.

 

“For now, leave the preparations for the Crown Prince appointment celebration in a week to Kaitlin.”

 

After taking several deep breaths, a fairly normal voice flowed out.

 

Satisfied with that, I turned around.

 

“I’ll also be busy with Lombardy affairs for a while, so I can’t pay attention to the banquet….”

 

Peres had somehow approached right behind me.

 

“You, you….”

 

I tried to step back hesitantly, but my waist only hit against the window ledge.

 

“Tia.”

 

Peres called my name in a low voice while wrapping his arms around my waist.

 

How does he know I’m weak to that voice!

 

Very slowly, Peres wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me toward him with his firm hands.

 

Languidly lowered long eyelashes and loosely relaxed lips.

 

He was pretending to be completely nonchalant, but I could read it.

 

The longing for me contained in those red eyes and the restlessness he couldn’t hide.

 

“Ah, really….”

 

In the end, I uttered words of surrender and pulled Peres’s neck toward me.

 

Through our touching bodies, I could feel the sound of him laughing lowly being transmitted completely.

 

* * *

 

A few days later.

 

“How on earth did Grandfather handle all this work.”

 

The duties of a clan head were so busy there was no time to breathe.

 

Of course, Grandfather had the weapons of experience and wisdom that I currently lack.

 

The reason Grandfather’s complexion has been getting better day by day since he handed over the clan head position to me and entered full retirement is probably because he escaped from this tremendous workload.

 

“Still, I’m grateful that everyone is doing well.”

 

I muttered this while neatly stacking the documents I had approved during the day on one side of my desk.

 

To the extent that I just needed to do well myself, the members of Lombardy were doing their best in their respective positions.

 

To ruin such a solid clan in just a few years.

 

The Biejie from my previous life might have been quite remarkable in his own way.

 

Knock knock.

 

Just then, a low knocking sound rang out.

 

“Master, it’s Yohan.”

 

“Come in.”

 

At my words, the door opened and in came Butler Yohan, followed by Beit.

 

Beit had recently successfully launched a restaurant and was beginning to make a name for himself as a successful food service entrepreneur.

 

But that was merely surface packaging.

 

These days, Beit was cheering that more high-grade information was pouring in since opening the restaurant than money.

 

“What brings you all the way here?”

 

At my question, Beit glanced at Yohan once, then bowed his head respectfully and said.

 

“I delivered the steak set meal from our restaurant that you specially reserved last time to the Manor’s kitchen. In a little while, you’ll be able to eat food served on warm plates.”

 

I had never made such a reservation.

 

Then there must be news urgent enough to require disguising it as a delivery.

 

“I’m actually a bit hungry. Will you bring the food, Yohan?”

 

I sent Yohan out of the study.

 

When the door closed with a click and Yohan’s footsteps faded away, Beit shed his calm demeanor and spoke.

 

“Do you remember when I told you recently that we found the person who killed Crown Prince’s wet nurse?”

 

I nodded.

 

Following the Emperor’s orders, they left young Peres alone in the pavilion and took away his wet nurse.

 

And her body was found at the South Webes River Dock.

 

“But that person said something strange.”

 

“Something strange?”

 

Beit took a step closer to the front of the study desk and lowered his voice even more.

 

“He says it wasn’t the Emperor who killed Crown Prince’s mother.”

 

“Not the Emperor?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“If not Lavinia, there’s no one else who had a motive to kill Peres’s mother. She was a maid of common birth with a quiet personality.”

 

“That’s the thing…. Crown Prince’s wet nurse said that while crying before she died.”

 

In any case, she was the wet nurse who had served Peres and Peres’s mother right beside them.

 

If it came directly from her mouth, it had credibility.

 

I asked Beit.

 

“Who did she say killed her?”

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