243 – Subjugation of son-in-law – 3
I came to my senses and found myself standing alone in the vast sky.
No, I am not alone. One by one, the Varenti people appearing around me. The sound of applause begins to echo.
“Congratulations.”
“Congratulations.”
“Congratulations.”
“Congratulations.”
“Congratulations.”
Innumerable applause and baptism of congratulations enveloped me.
Yes, I did it. You have overcome pain and trials and reached the end.
That’s why I laughed. Throwing off all restraints and restraints, he laughed. To these people who congratulate me, to those who have become my new family.
“Thank you—”
“Brother-in-law?”
‘Ah.’
I was really able to come to my senses thanks to the voice that came in with a hook. I went to a strange place for a while.
When I finally open my eyes, what I see is not the sky, but the Great Chamber. A meal to greet after the game of truth with Sangvis. Seeing that he lost his mind in a place like this, he must have been tired.
‘It was difficult.’
As I tried to calm her agitated head and turned my attention to her voice, I saw Marghetta’s fourth sister.
“It’s difficult when the main character is absent-minded.”
“Oh, sorry.”
Seeing her holding a bottle of wine, she quickly held out a glass, and her fourth sister smiled and poured her own wine.
“Well, I understand. Everyone did that.”
Then, after a brief giggling, her fourth sister… No, her fourth execution turned her attention to the Iron Blood Ball.
“If you’re going to allow it anyway, be gentle. Aren’t you tired of doing this every time?”
At the beatings of the fourth executioner, the iron-blooded worker snorted and replied briefly.
“Nothing happened.”
“You’re still out of your mind?”
She hurriedly opened her mouth to the answer that she couldn’t believe. It’s a light-hearted beating, but if the iron-blooded worker were to feel sad, sparks would fly to me as well.
And apart from the history of the Iron Blood, I really did not suffer anything. Any misunderstandings should be blocked.
“It’s true. I only had an in-depth conversation with His Excellency, nothing happened.”
“Hmm, if that’s the case with my brother-in-law.”
I was sure of that when I saw the fourth execution, who meekly withdrew at those words. That it was a joke, not a serious abuse.
“It’s still amazing. It’s the first time I’ve passed without a fuss.”
After the fourth execution was withdrawn, this time Marghetta’s only older brother, who would be my elder brother from my point of view, joined the battle.
‘What the hell did you do?’
At his brother’s words, I inadvertently turned my attention to the Sangvis. How splendid the history was, the children are like this.
It has been like this since the first time I left the room of truth. I walked out normally, but he looked at me with surprised eyes. I seriously thought about whether I should have crawled out on all fours, but looking at the reaction now, it seems that even that was not enough.
‘There were signs.’
Actually, there were signs of a broken body somewhere.
“The most important thing for a husband is his love for his wife and the ability to protect his home. So far, I have tested the latter myself, but ─”
A word that the iron-blooded worker took seriously as soon as he entered the room of truth.
“You don’t have to do that to the guy who killed the reverse puncture.”
At that time, I thought it was just that—I thought, but now that I think about it, it gave me goosebumps.
If I didn’t have achievements, I would have sparred on the spot. The limb shredding, which was only imagined, must have been done in real time. How much blood and tears did Varenti’s sons-in-law shed in the process?
“Do you know how much Marga cried because of you?”
“I have no face…”
“But you know what’s wrong.”
“Yes…”
“Why did you do that when you knew it was false?”
“…….”
I was exhilarated with words as much as I went beyond sparring, but that’s better. Rather than arguing with an adult duke and artisan, she is a fairy.
“Still, if you see me on my knees, I must be sincere. I don’t even want to do things that put my pride first.”
“Yes, of course.”
“It’s unexpected that they knelt together until Mar, but… I’ll let it go because I think the relationship between the couple is strong.”
Besides, she was recognized as a married couple after all. In any case, as long as the goal is achieved, isn’t it enough?
My older brother opened his mouth again to me who was mentally victorious alone like that.
“It seems that my father liked the youngest brother-in-law.”
“I passed because Mar liked it.”
Seeing the iron-blooded ball snorting again, older brother gave a small smile and continued.
“You wouldn’t say no, would you?”
At those words, I glanced at Sang-Blooded Ball, and their eyes met. And I quietly lowered my gaze at the gaze asking what I was looking at.
Although I got permission, those eyes are still afraid. My position has only changed from ‘the bastard who made my daughter cry’ to ‘the looter who stole the youngest’.
Still, I also had a savior.
“Honey, don’t do that too much. How sad Mar will be if you treat her like that.”
“Hmm.”
The woman who had been silent opened her mouth, and the Iron Blood Ball withdrew its gaze.
“Don’t take too much care of your son-in-law. When the youngest, whom you cherished, said he was going to leave home, she was upset.”
“Yes, of course I understand.”
“It’s fortunate that my son-in-law has the magnanimity that my father-in-law doesn’t have.”
Vic-Marghetta smiles lightly. No, to be precise, Marghetta is a small version of that person.
Anyway, with the support of her mother-in-law, a woman who kept silent, she was able to avoid the stinging eyes of the Sangvis.
I’m glad my mother-in-law is on my side…
As soon as the meal time, which seemed to be eaten through the nose, was over, I ran to the support. Marghetta has signaled her to come that way, so she should go right away.
“Carl. Here you go.”
And as I entered her backyard, I saw Marghetta poking her head out from behind her statue.
If he looks like a celebrity who is trying to evade a follower, is it because of his mood? Anyway, there was no way the castle’s servants would miss her princess.
Of course, I didn’t bother to say it. That kind of look is also very cute.
“Whoa, it’s comfortable being outside. I noticed it inside.”
“It’s a coincidence. So am I.”
She approached with a slight smile, and Margueta ran up to her and hugged her. It was a pity that her body became cold during that time, but as Margheta said, there are too many eyes in the castle.
“…Mar?”
In her arms, Marghetta quickly groped for me.
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Like a search to find something, not a hug to feel her body temperature.
“Aren’t you hurt anywhere?”
Marghetta, who had been stammering for a long time, asked worriedly.
No, even Marghetta is like this?
“It’s okay. Like I said earlier, I just had a conversation with His Excellency.”
An iron-blooded baller with an image as a craftsman who beats his son-in-law even to his youngest daughter whom he loves. It’s a bit unsettling.
“Yeah, but… My eldest brother said he was thrown out of a window once.”
“Yes?”
What is that? Did you throw a man out of a window?
Of course, there are many people in this world who would wake up without incident even if they were thrown out of a window. Still, throwing the prospective son-in-law out the window is a bit much.
“When the other brothers entered the room… They heard a crash…”
“…….”
I couldn’t answer that question.
If Marghetta had heard what she was saying a day ago, I would have thought it was just Marghetta’s older sisters to make fun of her youngest.
“What matters to her husband is her love for her wife and the strength to protect her home.”
But I went from the scene where I was thrown to the point where I was about to be thrown. He went to the brink of proving his strength. I can’t help but think of it as a joke.
But it’s strange. Even the son-in-law, who has no flaws, is an iron-blooded worker who has been thoroughly verified, but I, who even kicked and made my daughter cry once, just passed by?
‘Am I really old?’
In the past, I used to play Jwibul as a son-in-law, but I don’t think I can afford it anymore. If so, that’s a bit sad.
Yes. The Iron-Blooded Duke is either young compared to Prince Majong, or older than the other dukes. You can tell just by handing over most of the authority to his son and living leisurely.
‘It was almost eighty.’
In an instant, a sense of shame and guilt rushed in. Rather than having my limbs broken by an 80-year-old man, or suffering from a German suplex, that’s what I thought…
Besides, that thought is only my imagination, Sang-blooded workers never said that they would impose physical sanctions on me. Since he’s just an iron-blooded worker, he’s going to have a physical conversation——I just guessed.
“It seems that the father-in-law has changed his mind over the years. I like it.”
“…Yes, that’s a good thing.”
First of all, I calmed Marghetta, who was full of worries.
Fortunately, his expression brightened when he called the Iron-Blooded Worker a craftsman and showed off his closeness.
“So don’t worry too much about Marr. If she continues to worry about Marr, even the father-in-law will be disappointed.”
“That’s right, right?”
I will. They even knelt down next to me.
“Still, if I say thank you to my father-in-law or that I love him, he won’t like it.”
Marghetta was a little reluctant to say that, but she strongly persuaded him. Because that’s a small reward for my first father-in-law.
‘The first craftsman, an adult…’
I think it’s a bit crazy, but what can I do? If you have multiple wives, you have to decide in order…
Still, the father-in-law is not five. Majonggong-
‘Crazy.’
The stream of consciousness was blocked in a hurry. I almost became a flame padripper in an instant.
I’m sorry for thinking like this, Lord Majong.
***
I looked down at the patronage through the window. Since Martha was a child, she liked patronage, so she did it just in case, but this time she also hid in her patronage.
And the damn guy who sticks to Mar.
‘No.’
I shook my head softly. He is no longer a goddamn bastard, but a goddamn youngest son-in-law.
I hate to admit it, but I didn’t want to let it pass, but I admitted with my own mouth that I was a son-in-law. You can’t take back what you said yourself.
“Please avoid your face. You don’t have to live with Maru forever.”
I could hear the wife’s words from the side, but her face couldn’t straighten up. Apart from my promise, it went so smoothly.
I made a promise from the moment Maru was born. I don’t know who it will be, but I’ll check the thief who takes Marr more thoroughly than anyone else.
But the youngest son-in-law has already been verified. He is an unreliable son-in-law who makes his wife cry even before marriage, but his strength is real. It’s meaningless to test an opponent like that.
“Father…”
Furthermore, when I thought of Marga kneeling next to his son-in-law, I couldn’t bear to go out strong.
Her eyes rolled over at first, but if you think differently, isn’t it that her princess, Mar, likes her son-in-law enough to endure such humiliation?
‘I heard that there are no parents who win over their children.’
So when I think about the time I had to grind my teeth, I easily admitted it to the point of futility. If she wastes time for nothing, Mar will be sad.
“…It seems like it was only yesterday that we were toddling.”
“The chief is also true. If Marr hears it, he will be angry.”
Her wife’s scolding gave her more energy.
It’s an exaggeration. She can still see that day when she closes her eyes.
“Prepare the coma properly. You know that if you give something strange for no reason, it will only get you into trouble, right?”
“Don’t worry. I’m afraid I’ll do something so petty.”
Coma is a father’s last gift for her daughter. So whether the son-in-law likes it or not, it should be splendid.
Once there was a land the size of a barony near the islands. There were also a few buildings on Jeje Street… He’s the head of the inspection department, so if you give them around the metropolitan area…
…
“…It seems like yesterday that I turned over.”
I heard the wife’s sigh beside her.