267 – Selected Groom of the Year – 2
I’m in a dilemma. I’m not sure which of the two is the right thing to do: calling him the Demon Lord or calling him Beatrix.
If you consider the mentality of nobles, the tranquility of society, and the face of Prince Ma, the former is correct. However, considering the happiness of Prince Ma and the relationship as a prospective couple, the latter is correct. Whichever one you choose, the aftermath is certain. It’s an incredibly complex issue.
“Baby?”
‘Ah.’
And it wasn’t until I heard Ma Jong-gong’s voice that I realized my mistake. It’s just rude to say that the duke talked to you first and you didn’t even answer, regardless of your social status.
Furthermore, there was a slight uneasiness in Ma Jong-gong’s eyes, who had been ignored. He couldn’t notice it unless he looked closely, but the fact that he felt uneasy was itself a problem.
It would have been no big problem if he had called him Jong-gong Ma as soon as he was greeted. If that was the case, he would be a little disappointed, but he had a lot of eyes to see, so there was room for thinking he was restraining himself. However, if a hard title comes out after hesitating enough to feel anxiety, there is a high possibility that Ma Jong-gong will be hurt.
Specifically, ‘do you not want to show off your relationship in front of others?’ I will be hurt alone with the same strange misunderstanding.
‘It’s very likely.’
I want to misunderstand something like that, but I can’t let my guard down. Hasn’t Jong-gong Ma already had his self-esteem hit rock bottom due to the potion incident? He should be treated delicately and gently, like unwrapping a cookie dough wrapper.
“Yes, well done, Beatrix.”
It’s a bit late, but he answered with a smile. In the meantime, it was the last reason to treat her with respect rather than flattery.
Calling people by their real names is an excuse. It’s so bizarre to call you ‘Sir’ while exchanging rings. Conversely, it is insane for a kid who is 100 years younger than her to spit flat words at a person far older than her. Maybe after being married for a long time, it’s still difficult to speak casually externally.
So this is the right amount. Calling them by their real names, but with courtesy. Keep it at this level when there are many eyes to see. Then, it would be a level that could be accommodated by Prince Majong and the nobles.
—I thought.
“That, that, that… I’m glad that’s the case, me.”
When his name was called, Ma Jong-gong, who instantly blew away his weak anxiety, patted his ears, not knowing what to do. The shy blush of her face was the look of a woman in love.
No, why such a reaction? She didn’t speak rudely, she just called her name. Do you think calling me by name is more important than letting go of words?
“…….”
Then, I could feel the Iron Blooded Engineer’s silent astonishment from beside me. He looked so flustered that he couldn’t even laugh or exclaim.
Of course, other nobles did the same. The surroundings, which had been noisy with greetings and requests, became quiet for the first time.
‘Fuck.’
I made a mistake. I thought it was acceptable even if I was surprised to be called by name, but even names were inviolable territory from the point of view of the nobles. Is it Voldemort? Even though he’s a wizard.
No, maybe it’s a matter of course. For others, it is a living history of serving multiple emperors, reigning as a duke for up to 100 years. I would never have imagined calling such an existence by name in the first place.
This is ruined. Even with a name like this, what happens if you say half words…? Aside from being ashamed of Prince Ma, I think the nobles are going to shock the group.
“…I’m thrilled to see that they seem to be in a special relationship. Sir, congratulations on your marriage in advance.”
Anyway, one of the nobles caught in the group stun finally opened his mouth. No matter how confused they are, they speak for social reasons. That is the nature of nobles.
“Yes. I was worried that there would be many difficulties between His Excellency and the Inspector General, but I was worried for nothing.”
“The difference in race is not a light problem. However, since you have overcome that problem, wouldn’t it be stronger than any other relationship?”
Someone put on a gun and opened his mouth, and you and I both started to open our mouths.
A place full of congratulations and flattery with a smile. Although the five letters Beatrix must have been clearly embedded in everyone’s head, no one mentioned it. It seems that everyone reached a tacit agreement to move on naturally.
And I just look away from Ma Jong-gong’s ears that are still flapping. He looked away desperately, as if he thought that if he looked he would be met with a murderous annihilation.
“Beatrix. I’d like to say hello to the other wives. Would you like to go with me?”
In that strange and awkward situation, he cautiously opened his mouth. If this situation continues, dark history will accumulate from the perspective of King Majong, and the nobles may reach a point where they have to cast ‘The Little Man is Actually Blind!’
“Yes, let’s go together. When else will we meet?”
Swordsmiths, who had been silent, supported my words. There was still a slight confusion in one corner of his expression, but his mouth moved normally.
As long as Marghetta has the same husband as Prince Mahjong, the iron-blooded baller can never distance himself from Prince Mahjong. He seems to have decided that if he couldn’t fall anyway, it was better to be among the family rather than among the nobles.
“Okay. I’d like to say hello too.”
Fortunately, Lord Majong nodded his head without much complaint.
Yes, I’d rather stay with my wife’s family. It’s better than dragging aggro among nobles.
Being better means avoiding the worst. It is by no means the best option. At best, it could be said to be the lesser evil.
“I’m meeting many people for the first time. Nice to see you like this.”
So, with the appearance of social gangsters and species disrupting the ecosystem, the in-laws (three of them), who had been conversing in the order of their own accord, shut their mouths at once.
He is a demon servant who does not come out of the magic tower unless it is at the New Year’s ceremony. Even at the New Year’s ceremony, they only show up for a day and then disappear. That’s why there are an overwhelming majority of people who couldn’t even see his face, let alone talk to him.
My heart trembles just seeing such a rare Duke right in front of me. It’s not strange if she faints while shedding tears.
“Your Excellency, please take your word for it.”
That’s why Count Flanbell, who came to his senses first, made an extremely common-sense remark, but—
“Now, what would you do to those who are like family across the bridge?”
I just shut my mouth with a more confused face at the appearance of Ma Jong-gong who answered with a soft smile.
No, in a broad sense, it can be called a family, but isn’t the oldest among them? Then I think it would be okay to do it in half.
Of course, no one had the courage to tell Ma Jong-gong that you were okay because you were the eldest.
“You are Louise.”
It was Ma Jong-gong who broke the awkward silence. Prince Majong approached Louise, who was intimidated by the appearance of the Duke, and spoke to him in a warm voice.
“Yes, yes! My name is Louise Nayard of Baron Nayard!”
Of course, no one can comfortably answer that the duke is warm. Even though Louise gets along comfortably with royalty, royalty, and the next saint, that’s because they’re strange.
Anyway, Prince Ma softly touched Louise’s cheek at the spirited answer.
“You’ve grown up pretty. I was worried because you looked weak when I saw you before.”
At those words, the surroundings became agitated again. Of course, the relationship between the two should be a first-time encounter. However, Ma Jong-gong’s remarks were old, and it gave off the feeling that they had met a long time ago.
Especially, Louise’s parents reacted more intensely. It must be dizzying what the hell happened to the one remaining precious daughter dating the duke.
“Excuse me, sir. Excuse me, have I ever met you…?”
That doesn’t mean that the person involved, Louise, is fine. He must be desperately trying to recollect his memories and wondering if he has ever seen Ma Jong-gong from afar.
Unfortunately, this is meaningless. It is true that Louise is dating Lord Majong, but he has not seen his real face.
“Well, I saw it. It’s the first time I’ve seen it like this.”
With those words, Jong-Gong Ma’s hair, which was long enough to drag on the floor, became shorter and shorter. His clean white hair turns into blue, and even his pointy ears, which symbolize elven blood, change to that of a normal person.
And seeing that figure, Louise’s eyes widened.
“Sir, sir…?”
“Huh, yes. It’s nice to see you as a disciple after 9 years.”
Ma Jong-gong patted Louise’s head, who was staring blankly at him, and gave me a slight smile.
‘I don’t need to do that.’
Sudden disclosure of priest-teacher relationship. However, I thought I knew what the reason was, so I slightly bowed my head to express my gratitude.
To be honest, among the people who shared the ring with me, Louise is the one who is pushed the most. Not to mention Marquita and Majong, who are dukes, and Section 1 is a marquess. Even Irina is the daughter of Count Yorun, one of the giants of the Golden Ball faction, and the 4th section with a knighthood is the main force of the Special Affairs Department. It’s not something I dare to treat carelessly.
On the other hand, Louise is nothing but the daughter of a baron. Although he is said to inherit the title, he is a local lord who is quite far from power. But, as it turns out, the daughter of an ordinary local aristocrat is the only disciple of Duke Majong? It is a situation that suddenly smells like a light novel, but it is a reality.
“It’s an interesting fate that a teacher and a student fall for the same man.”
I quietly lowered my gaze at the dagger that flew without warning.
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Listening like that makes me sound like a crazy prostitute.
***
I’m tired. At the end of the year, the emperor unexpectedly handed over some of his titles, and now ordered him to keep the place for the New Year’s celebration. He can tolerate turning things over, but please give me a notice.
I can still endure it. Just looking at it is an exciting sight.
“It looks like there will be a big inclination in the empire soon.”
At those words, the gazes of the Imperial Baeks all turned to where I was looking.
“You’re right. There are so many partners of the Inspector General, so it’s really auspicious.”
“hahahaha, I didn’t expect the legend of the Golden Ball to unfold again.”
And the imperial whites who understood the situation laughed and added a word. It was a small addition, but it was more satisfying.
If it had been in the past, I wouldn’t have had this much fun. I thought it was really crazy when the inspector general talked about a joint wedding and everyone talked about his first wife. Fortunately, I came to my senses, and how fortunate it is to say that I am ashamed of the remarks at that time.
I can only thank the Minister of Finance for giving me that important information. Also, the Minister of Finance is a loyalist.
“Count. Wouldn’t it be nice to visit the count too?”
As I recalled the loyalty that warmed my heart, I turned my gaze to Count Tylglechen.
Imperial whites approached me when my father was away. Naturally, one of the imperial counts, Count Tylglechen, was also by my side.
“It’s okay, Your Highness. The New Year’s celebration isn’t long.”
At my invitation, Earl Tyle Glehen shook his head calmly and declined. There are plenty of opportunities to meet anyway, so with a good reason to meet next time.
But is it because of my mood? In the Count’s expressionless expression, he showed a strong will to never go there.