Surviving as the Wife of the Swordsmanship Clan’s Troublemaker - Chapter 7

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Episode 7

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“Young master?”

It was when Karl had just recognized Docheop.

As soon as their eyes met, he began to flee from the courtyard.

Karl also chased after him.

“Young master!!”

He continued to run after him relentlessly.

Docheop ran swiftly through the complex alleys, quickly disappearing from sight.

Unlike Docheop who usually kept his hair neatly styled up, the person before him had disheveled, unkempt hair, but he was a butler who had been with Docheop since he was very young.

There was no way he wouldn’t recognize him!

“Young Master Docheop!”

Even when his name was called, he never turned around.

Moreover, his pace was incredibly fast.

“Kek…!”

Karl pretended to collapse, but instead he seemed to think this was his chance and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

“Seeing how heartless he is, that’s definitely our young master.”

As soon as he realized it was indeed Docheop, despair washed over him.

“This is terrible, just terrible.”

A hoarse voice escaped between his lips.

This was truly the worst possible outcome.

Hallara said she was pregnant.

She had even put up a sign banning men from the house because of the child.

And yet the only man who frequented that house was none other than Young Master Docheop.

Even that upright young master had changed into commoner’s clothes to avoid recognition and was there peeling potatoes.

‘Is Young Master Docheop really… the father?’

Could it really be true that Hallara was pregnant with Docheop’s child?

Did this mean a young master with commoner blood would be born into this family?

And not through proper marriage, but between an unmarried man and woman.

Moreover, it was something done by a young master whose reputation was that of a complete scoundrel.

‘Oh no.’

The household would now be completely ruined.

Carlos pondered in despair for a long time.

Only after the sun set and night fell did he return to the Bloodymerry Estate.

The next day, he was still troubled by the same worries.

‘How should I report this matter?’

She might collapse from the shock.

Then what would happen to Bloodmere in the future…

What would become of my fate…

“Los.”

My neck will go snap…

“Carlos!”

Or into boiling oil…!

“Head butler!”

“P-please spare my life!”

Lost in imagination of being sucked into a giant inferno, he collapsed to the floor and curled up.

While he was crouched there with his eyes tightly shut in terror, he heard a woman’s voice.

“What’s wrong with you all day today?”

And it was the voice of the grim reaper he most wanted to avoid.

When he cautiously opened his eyes, he saw Francesca’s red fingernails approaching him.

Karl, having imagined the worst, ended up making a slip of the tongue.

“Madam, when you think about it, this isn’t really my fault either!”

“What? What do you mean… Did another accident happen?”

His eyes were already half-crazed.

“W-what exactly did I do wrong? When you think about it, isn’t it your son who committed the wrongdoing, Madam?”

It was like a cornered mouse baring its teeth at a cat.

“What kind of disrespectful nonsense is that? Explain it so I can understand.”

“Y-Y-Y-Young Master Docheop!”

Karl, gripped by fear and terror, blurted out whatever came to mind.

There was no point in sugar-coating it anyway.

What had already happened wouldn’t change.

He was a dead man.

Along with Young Master Docheop.

“Docheop?”

When her son’s name came up—her sore spot—Francesca’s face hardened.

In her view, there was only one reason Karl would act this way.

“Don’t tell me it’s about that woman who came last time? The one who said she was pregnant with Docheop’s child.”

Her voice instantly dropped to a low tone, worried someone might overhear.

Karl trembled at her blade-sharp gaze.

“That’s correct.”

“Carlos, I’ll generously forgive your earlier rudeness. But from now on, you must answer my questions properly. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

She meant he shouldn’t make any verbal mistakes.

“Of course.”

“Then give me a proper report. Stand up straight. What kind of disgraceful behavior is this in front of the servants?”

At her sharp rebuke, Karl immediately straightened up.

Even in this situation, this was so typical of Francesca.

But such thoughts only crossed his mind briefly.

“I went to that commoner woman’s house.”

And he continued speaking.

“There was a sign in front of the woman’s house saying men were forbidden to enter.”

“How fitting.”

With looks like that, it was natural that men would swarm around her, wasn’t it?

What a troublesome fate.

“I was curious why she suddenly put up such a sign, so I asked her neighbor… and guess what, that woman is pregnant!”

At his words spoken with difficulty, Francesca’s eyes narrowed.

“Pregnant? Is that true?”

“Yes. That neighbor had no reason to lie to me. Moreover, a woman who had been living off men suddenly refusing male visitors is also because of the child in her womb.”

Francesca crossed her arms and began to think.

Suddenly refusing male visitors was indeed suspicious.

It was like cutting off her own lifeline.

But that was because she was pregnant?

“The neighbor woman said that lately she’s been shopping at the market and cooking her own meals. The chimney of that house, which never emitted smoke and was like a decoration, now has smoke rising from it every day!”

As he spoke, Karl’s emotions also became heated.

The person had completely changed.

This was undoubtedly pregnancy.

He took a deep breath in and let it out.

Now it was time to discuss the real main point.

“And… I saw Young Master Docheop at that house.”

“Docheop…?”

Cracks appeared on Francesca’s face, which had maintained composure until now.

“He had his hair down and wore shabby clothes, but it was definitely the young master!”

“That child was at that woman’s house while even disguised?”

“Yes. That’s correct.”

Karl replied with a trembling voice.

“Wait… why would Docheop.”

Even if she was pregnant, she had thought it would be another man’s child, but if Docheop was there, the story changes.

Francesca’s body swayed.

As soon as she felt dizzy, long-held questions began to unravel bit by bit.

‘Come to think of it, Docheop has been going out frequently lately. And carrying some unknown luggage too.’

The reason she had left him alone despite knowing that Docheop was frequently going out in secret was because of the incident between Docheop and Nikolai.

Not long ago, eldest son Nikolai’s beloved hunting dog had died.

Nikolai thought it was Docheop’s doing and pressed him about it, while Docheop responded back that it wasn’t his doing.

The two raised their voices and fought.

After that, Docheop stopped showing his face even at family meals and began wandering around outside.

When Nikolai went out on family business, he would stay home somewhat, but as soon as Nikolai returned to the mansion, he would immediately go outside and only return at dawn.

Francesca knew all of this through the servants, but since her two sons would growl at each other just from making eye contact, she had decided to wait and see for now.

But to think…

“You’re saying he’s set up house…?”

Her good-for-nothing son had finally caused a proper incident.

As Francesca staggered, unable to overcome the shock, Carlos quickly supported her.

“Madam, please pull yourself together!”

“No. No matter how much Docheop acts out, he’s not that kind of child.”

She denied it.

No matter how much trouble he caused wandering around, at most it was stealing things from the market or getting into fights.

She had a vague idea of why Docheop acted that way.

Between the eldest son who was recognized early as an outstanding knight and the youngest called a genius of the century, Docheop was born with only ordinary talent and was always the family’s burden.

So he must have wandered outside begging for his family’s attention.

However, Francesca believed that Docheop was a child who knew how to maintain proper boundaries.

She believed he wasn’t the kind of child who would commit an irreversible mistake, that he wasn’t that much of a good-for-nothing.

“Madam!”

“I can’t believe it until I see it with my own eyes.”

She wanted to trust him one last time.

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The small village in Bloodmere Domain, just as the sun was beginning to set.

“This is made from potatoes!?”

Michelle, who had carefully taken a bite of the hot potato pancake, exclaimed in surprise.

“How is it?”

“Wait, wait!”

Michelle hurriedly shoved the pancake into her mouth.

“Whoa, hot!”

“Eat slowly. There’s plenty.”

I handed her a cup of water with a pleased smile.

“Does it suit your taste?”

“Mmph! So good!”

“Just eat for now.”

Just looking at her wide eyes, I could tell what she was feeling.

Last time she had made a fuss saying she couldn’t eat the chili pancakes I made with peppers bought from the market, but fortunately the potato pancakes seem to suit her taste.

“Chew thoroughly. And eat plenty. I still have lots of potatoes.”

Gulp.

“You made this from potatoes?”

Michelle finally swallowed everything in her mouth and spoke properly.

Even while doing so, her fork kept reaching for the pancakes.

“I can’t believe it. How did you make something so savory? Pie? Porridge? What should I call this? Anyway, you made this with just potatoes! Tell me honestly. You put in something other than potatoes, didn’t you?”

“No. This was made purely with just potatoes and salt.”

“Really?”

When I nodded proudly, Michelle went over to the potato batter and sniffed it.

“Amazing, amazing. And it tastes good too.”

“The texture is incredible too, right?”

“Yeah. How did you come up with this recipe?”

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