Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 1

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Episode 1

This is the story from before I met my new in-laws.

I was originally the daughter-in-law of the third-generation only son of the K-Clan Estate.

“Dear, this soup is too salty for the ancestors. What, did our ancestors come from America or something?”

“I’m sorry. I’ll adjust the seasoning.”

“It’s not just the soup that’s salty! The vegetables are salty too, and the meat is bland! All the seasoning is wrong!”

Fourteen ancestral rites a year, with food prepared entirely by hand—so much that even three large tables pushed together weren’t enough space.

And all of it had to be made by me, the daughter-in-law.

“Why is there so little meat pancake? Where did you throw away all the meat I bought?”

“I bought plenty…”

Your son ate it all, Mother.

“Did you waste the money your father-in-law gave you on something useless again? Were you reading those web novels or whatever again?”

“…No.”

“Don’t lie. You live off the money your father-in-law earns with his blood and sweat. Can’t you even prepare one proper ancestral meal? What have you learned in 10 years of doing this?”

My mother-in-law’s eyes looked me up and down with disdain.

Right, this married life was now in its 10th year.

Ten years of working as a servant in someone else’s house, giving up my hobbies and studies.

But do I have to work and be treated like this for the rest of my life?

“Of course I haven’t learned anything! Not in this household that treats daughters-in-law like shit!”

It was the first day I ever rebelled against the brutal clan household life.

The day of the ancestral rite when I overturned all twelve types of pancakes I had painstakingly prepared.

I didn’t know that day would become my own death day.

I got in the car, left, got into a traffic accident, and possessed the body of a human in this world.

A young, firm body that showed no signs of housewife’s eczema or hardship!

After possessing this body, I was lucky to discover I had been transported into a novel I had read.

“The Prodigal Son of the Renowned Sword Family Returns,” an orthodox growth fantasy novel!

An epic with over 1,000 episodes.

It had finally concluded, but I remembered it because I couldn’t see the ending due to consecutive ancestral rite preparations.

The protagonist Docheop was born as the second son of a renowned sword family, but was a pathetic swordsman with weak natural strength.

His family treated him like an ugly duckling, and he gradually went astray, pretending to live as a wastrel.

When he turned 24, a mysterious woman came to the family estate.

“I am carrying the child of this house’s second young master.”

A woman claiming to be pregnant with Docheop’s child.

Docheop naturally protested that it wasn’t true, but the woman didn’t back down easily.

“Don’t lie! You spent the night with me when the full moon rose!”

It was true that he had stayed out that night, and with the butler’s testimony remembering his absence, the woman’s story became accepted fact.

Moreover, since it was the wastrel son who had always been disappointing, everyone seemed to believe it.

“…Confine Docheop to the Tower.”

The Duke couldn’t kill or abandon his son, so he imprisoned him in the tower.

And some time later, the Bloodymerry Family was attacked by mysterious forces.

The mansion with its long history burned down, and all the family members and even the servants were killed, leading to the complete destruction of the Bloodymerry Family.

Docheop, who survived alone thanks to the tower that wasn’t completely burned, awakened from this incident and later set out on a journey to find and take revenge on those who destroyed his family.

That was the starting point of the original story.

And the starting point of this series of events was ‘the commoner woman pregnant with Docheop’s child.’

A village seductress whose only asset was her pretty face.

A shameless and bold woman who audaciously demanded money from the Bloodymerry Family, saying she needed neither child nor husband.

That was Halara Seheb.

The character I had possessed.

It was ridiculous enough to possess such an unlikable, troublesome extra character…

“What did you just say?”

“Pardon?”

When I opened my eyes, I was facing a noblewoman radiating intimidating pressure.

“How dare a mere commoner claim to carry my son’s seed?”

I could tell immediately just from her terrifying presence.

Francesca Bloodmere, Duchess.

The mother of the original protagonist Docheop and the lady of the renowned sword family, the Bloodymerry Family.

Strictly speaking, she was like Hallara’s mother-in-law.

…But wait, what did she just say?

“Pardon? Did I say such a thing?”

“Yes, you. Who else is here besides you?”

But listening to her words, it seemed the current situation was exactly the starting point of the original story.

The very moment when Hallara came claiming to be pregnant with Docheop’s child.

‘Even possession should have some decency.’

To make me possess at such a moment with no time to think?

Somehow I had possessed at the most desperate moment.

“Answer.”

Tap tap.

Francesca’s stern voice fell again.

Her darkly lined eyes looked even sterner than my clan mother-in-law.

‘What should I do?’

In the original story, Hallara dies.

Because when the family is destroyed, Hallara, who had come to collect money, also gets caught up and killed.

Before getting more entangled with the Bloodymerry Family, I had to somehow get out of this situation.

‘But this girl… is she really pregnant?’

The problem was that even I, who read the original, couldn’t know whether Hallara was really pregnant with Docheop’s child.

The original only mentioned Hallara’s corpse, but didn’t describe whether she was actually pregnant. So I couldn’t answer rashly.

I quickly racked my brain.

‘Honestly, Hallara is just a tool to get Docheop expelled from the family.’

If it were real, it could be another plot device in the story, but would they have eliminated Hallara too when the family was destroyed?

That would mean Hallara was destined to disappear with the destruction of Bloodymerry that day, even if she hadn’t come for money.

And even if the two really spent one night together, could a child be conceived that easily?

Pregnancy is not such a light blessing.

Having attended an infertility clinic for five years, I knew this fact better than anyone.

Yes, the answer was clear.

“It’s a lie.”

Pregnancy, my foot.

She must have been trying to make a fortune from the ducal family using lies.

So calling a lie a lie isn’t a sin.

“…A lie?”

A chill emanated from Francesca.

This seemed like I could die right here and now.

“Actually, I admired Young Master Docheop. But since I’m a lowly commoner, I could only watch from afar… I unknowingly made this mistake. I’m sorry!”

Life’s cheat code is quick apology and admission.

This was better than making long-winded excuses.

‘My mother also forgave anything when someone praised her son.’

Moreover, the opponent was the notorious scoundrel considered the only stain on the ducal family.

“Young master is so handsome. I made a mistake because I admired you without realizing it!”

This worked even better than praising her accomplished son.

“…Well, my sons are all quite good-looking.”

See?

The face that had been filled with murderous intent just moments ago began to soften little by little.

“But I think I was wrong. No matter what, a commoner like me shouldn’t dare harbor such feelings for someone like him.”

I showed quick resignation, almost like rapping.

“That’s going a bit far….”

“No. I’m truly sorry for wasting your precious time with my trivial infatuation. If you could forgive me just once with your ocean-like generosity, I will never even come near this family again.”

“O-ocean, what?”

I quickly stood up from my seat and knelt before her.

Here, my situation was defined by just one setting: ‘commoner.’

In this thoroughly class-based society, surviving as a commoner was hard mode in itself.

That’s probably why Hallara risked her life to lie so boldly.

There were limits to what you could get by with looks alone, and she needed to score big to make her future comfortable.

“May I quickly disappear now?”

But I knew the original story.

I wouldn’t get involved with this family and would just live quietly doing my own thing.

As a shining single woman!

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Bloody Mary’s drawing room after Hallara had disappeared.

Francesca, with a still-warm teacup before her, wore an expression of disbelief.

“What on earth just came and went?”

She couldn’t describe what kind of feeling this was.

She was still utterly bewildered because the person she’d been talking to had suddenly changed their attitude as if they’d become someone else entirely.

Surely when she first set foot in this castle, hadn’t she boldly threatened the head butler of the ducal castle with an attitude unbefitting a commoner?

“…She’s pregnant with Docheop’s child? A commoner girl, no less?”

“Yes. She says if neither you nor the master meet with her right now, she’ll go tell this to Madam Shela.”

Madam Shela was the social butterfly of this high society.

The moment rumors reached her, news that would tarnish Bloody Mary’s name would appear in tonight’s gossip magazine.

That’s why she had immediately seated Hallara in the drawing room and dealt with her personally as the duchess.

‘How dare she see our family as what!’

Until then, Francesca had been consumed with rage.

She believed it was a lie.

No matter how much of a wayward scoundrel her son was, he wouldn’t have carelessly gotten a woman pregnant.

Planning to slap her if it was a lie, she had even deliberately sharpened her nails before going out.

Of course, when she first faced Hallara, her heart did skip quite a few beats.

‘Such a beautiful woman.’

The Hallara she faced was dressed in typical commoner’s attire—cheap clothes with inexpensive accessories barely adorning her.

But her naturally fair skin didn’t have a single blemish, and her eyes were abnormally large and beautiful like a doll’s.

If she had been a man, Francesca might have fallen for her at first sight.

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