That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 159
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Chapter 159
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A few days later.
The sun had set, streetlights were brightly lit, and the number of people wandering about had noticeably decreased.
I got out of the carriage and looked around.
“Only this place is so grand. It’s a city that never sleeps.”
Ramus Jeremiah, dressed as splendidly as I was, said while attending to me.
“This is the most famous gambling house in the Imperial Capital. The lights here never go out.”
“The lights never go out?”
“Yes, Lady.”
That line sounds just like a famous soup restaurant.
I entered inside with Ramus’s escort.
Even though it was a gambling house, it wasn’t an illegal one, so there was no need to wear masks.
However, there weren’t many faces I recognized.
Since I was still a young Lady, and Tulia didn’t have many friends, I had only been to the Empress’s tea parties a few times.
Nobles who enjoy daytime tea parties rarely frequent nighttime gambling houses. They move in different circles, you could say.
Contrary to my imagination of it being filled with red and decadent decorations, upon entering, I found sophisticated and attractive black marble elegantly decorating the space.
Though decorated in dark colors, crystal lights hung here and there, and the space was originally so vast that it didn’t look stuffy at all.
Beauties carrying silver trays with bottles and glasses moved busily, and gambling tables filled every corner.
I asked the most handsome man among them for two glasses of champagne.
“Ah, Lady Tulia. I’m fine, thank you.”
“Then just one glass, please.”
The handsome clerk smiled politely and offered me a champagne glass.
But seeing him disappear with hurried steps, it seemed he had just heard my name and was going to report to his superiors.
“They seem to memorize the entire noble registry. That’s impressive.”
“Not the entire thing, probably just a few major noble houses. They would naturally remember you, Lady. Frezier is among the greatest of the great nobles.”
“You deliberately mentioned my name earlier, didn’t you?”
“Of course.”
I walked deeper inside with Ramus Jeremiah.
Several people recognized my face and looked surprised, but I didn’t care. I just walked on, pretending to be leisurely and interested.
Lively melodies and dense crowds amid countless cigar smoke.
One person among them caught my eye. Or rather, Ramus pointed him out with a chin gesture.
“That’s him.”
“That bastard.”
The bastard who touched my money.
“Recite his profile again.”
“Byron Hitman Duke. Age 48. Has one son and one daughter with his wife. Both children are married. Gambling addiction. Affair addiction. Has over 10 mistresses. Personally kills all his illegitimate children without exception. Half-disowned by his children due to his affairs.”
“Wow, just wow. What about the Duchess?”
“Megran Hitman Duchess. Since her husband repeatedly lost large sums gambling, she secretly built her own business 20 years ago. Uses that money to cover monthly living expenses. No history of affairs.”
“Oh my. She must love him.”
“Not quite love, more like a conservative personality. Plus, since their son needs to inherit the title, she endures it.”
“Oh dear.”
I frowned with concern.
“Wait, is the Duchess that person over there?”
“Ah, yes. She followed him. They apparently had a big fight this morning.”
“If they had a fight, why did they come to the gambling house together?”
“When the Duchess goes against his wishes, Duke Hitman deliberately comes to the gambling house to sit at high-stakes tables. Knowing it makes the Duchess suffer inside.”
“Hmm.”
“The Duchess knows this well, so when Duke Hitman tries to sit at high-stakes tables on purpose, she swallows her pride and follows him here to try to stop him.”
“Good heavens…”
I covered my mouth with one hand.
“What a pathetic bastard he is.”
“As a fellow man, it’s shameful. It might be better to kill him.”
I nodded at Ramus Jeremiah’s words.
“But assassination costs for dukes and above are incredibly expensive, right? And I don’t want to kill people. It’s scary.”
“Yes. You’re not crossing that line.”
“I’m a law-abiding citizen. Remember that.”
I said that and started walking.
“But for someone like that, he’s sitting at surprisingly small tables.”
“A week ago, he lost half of the ducal house’s annual budget.”
“The timing is awkward. Wait, did he succeed in stealing the White Tulip Seeds, get excited, bet big money, and then lose it all?”
“Yes, Lady.”
“I really want to punch him.”
Duke Hitman was even sitting with a pretty woman beside him, giggling.
Acting like that when he clearly knows his wife is right there. Or maybe he’s only acting this restrained because his wife is present.
The Duchess’s expression, when I glanced at her, seemed to transcend everything. But anyone could see it was the expression of someone whose heart had completely rotted away.
Moreover, she looked much older than her actual age. No matter how much care she received, the mental anguish was unavoidable.
‘It’s fortunate that this already bad guy is an absolutely terrible guy.’
Since I’d been hit first, I had no guilt to begin with, but the justification for returning the favor a hundredfold was growing stronger.
“But how do I get that man to move to a high-stakes table?”
When I muttered this, Ramus Jeremiah asked in a voice that sounded anxious for the first time.
“But Lady.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you good at gambling?”
“No? I’ve never done it before. Ah, but I learned the rules hastily yesterday, so I know them.”
“…Then how on earth are you so confident?”
“Because I have the blessing of the stars.”
“Pardon?”
“I have a plan. Just follow me.”
Kim Ddongbyeol protects me, and Benefit shall light my path.
“…This is a noble-exclusive gambling house, so if you’re caught cheating during a game, even you, Lady, would have trouble getting out.”
“…?”
I frowned and asked back.
“Why do you naturally assume I’m going to cheat first? That feels kind of weird.”
“…”
“And I’m not even that good at sleight of hand. I’m just a gently raised, kind-hearted noble Lady.”
“…Pardon?”
“Ah, you’re noisy. First, let’s devise a scheme to get that Hitman or whatever Duke onto the biggest table.”
“Then…”
As Ramus Jeremiah said, the opponent was a Duke. Maybe if it were just an Earl, but a Duke was one of only four power holders in the Empire.
But he’s also the head of an information guild. And most importantly.
“Ramus.”
“Yes, Lady.”
“Go throw some seduction at that Duchess.”
“What?”
It was the fact that Ramus had quite decent looks.
“Ah… That kind of strategy. I understand. I’ll give it a try.”
“You have to seduce him well. You absolutely must seduce him. Otherwise, I’ll fail.”
Just as Ramus Jeremiah was staring at the pale-faced ducal lady as if gauging something.
“…?”
I felt something tickling my ear like dandelion seeds.
“May I help you, Miss?”
A voice that was just low enough.
I flinched my shoulders. Ramus Jeremiah’s expression instantly sharpened, but when I turned around, I couldn’t show any anger whatsoever.
“…”
Because there was a face I knew all too well.
Sun-like golden hair.
Similarly, golden eyes that rippled with nobility as if pure gold had been embedded in them.
A height much taller than mine, with broad shoulders and long limbs.
An appearance so brilliant it could make one lose their mind the moment you laid eyes on it.
Though he looked a bit younger than the illustrations I’d seen in , it was at most a year’s difference.
Rather, the boyish air that remained like a shadow added vitality to the man’s unrealistic appearance.
So this man, no, this male lead.
‘Benjamin Fluas?’
Why are you coming out here?
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