Civil Servant in a Romance Fantasy chapter 30

Villain? Young lady – 4

Usually, if you’re my age, you’re already married, or even if you’re not married, there are many cases where you’re engaged. In this world where 17 is treated as an adult, a 21-year-old aristocrat is exactly the age of marriage. In fact, strictly speaking, I feel like I’m passing the right age.

Before the possession, I was young, after the possession, the war, and after the war, I had no intention of getting married, so I put it off and put it off until I reached this state. The family head’s trust in me was sky-high, so I didn’t even put pressure on me to get married.

However, the nobles were not so calm as to leave the high-quality items in the marriage market undisturbed. Marriage proposals rushed into the family without time to breathe, and the family head sent them to me without skipping any of them. It was quite difficult to juggle the duties of the inspector general with a polite refusal.

And last year, during the New Year’s ceremony, the day when all the nobility of the empire gathered in the island, an incident broke out.

“This child is my daughter.”

Wars, succession disputes, purges of opponents, and more. The New Year’s Celebration was held when the events that shook the empire were largely settled and people were barely able to catch their breath. At that time, as a general manager, I went around reflecting on my face, and in the process I met a Sangvis. I had a marghetta next to me.

At the introduction of the Iron Blood Ball, Margheta slightly bowed her head, and I awkwardly bowed her head as well.

“I was worried because I didn’t have any friends my age, but luckily you’re the same age as me. Will you hang out with me while I’m in Jedo?”

“Of course, sir.”

Who would say no to the duke’s proposal? I also took it lightly with the thought of strengthening my bond with Sangvis, and from then on, the signs were not serious.

Marghetta often visited the reception room of the Inspection Department, and sometimes she invited me to the Varenti family’s mansion in the islands. She was distraught at the frequent unexpected encounters, but she still spent her time with the mindset that she just had to endure the New Year’s ceremony.

And Marghetta remained on the island even after her New Year’s ceremony was over. It was roughly around that time that the iron-blooded worker brought up the talk of marriage with me. To me, who was sweating and barely able to say no, the iron-blooded worker frowned and said just one word before leaving.

“Tell Marr yourself.”

In front of the princess who just became an adult, ‘I have no intention of marrying you.’ I meant to say that. Ah, this cruel man…

But what can I do? If I lay down saying I couldn’t do it, I felt like I would rip my belly right off. I tried to calm my trembling heart, and it was only after a few days that I was finally able to convey my refusal to Marghetta, who came to the inspection department.

“You’ll regret it, Carl Youngsik. There can’t be two people like me.”

Unexpectedly, Marghetta was neither enraged nor depressed. She just smiled lightly and left. Saying that you will regret ‘I will kill you.’ I was terrified for a while because I heard that. Fortunately, I haven’t had any contact with Sangvis or Marghetta since then, and I’m alive and well.

If you think about it now, the sudden marriage between the iron blooded workers makes a little sense. One day she must marry Marghetta, but if she matches her age, her counterpart is older, and if she matches her age, her age is not enough.

In that situation, I was injured with the imperial family on my back. It wasn’t to the extent that he was satisfied with his son-in-law, but it must have been to the extent that he could compromise. I bet you didn’t know that I would break the marriage story. Thinking back on it, I was just grateful that Sangvisi didn’t show his anger after that.

…Yes, I was really grateful.

– I didn’t expect to be rejected so firmly by a young guy.

The iron-blooded man, who contacted him after a year, threw in a bomb he had buried in the past.

“I was short on my thoughts at the time, and I committed disrespect to Your Excellency.”

– Huh, are you saying you’re going to get married now?

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No, suddenly.

Seeing me hesitantly unable to answer, the iron-blooded worker lightly snorted.

– It’s too much to give a second chance to someone who gave up one chance.

“Yes, you are right.”

– Now, if you want to marry Mar, you’ll have to come to my castle and kneel down to beg.

“I’ll keep that in mind…”

I don’t know why receiving marriage talks is a prerequisite, but I can’t stand up in front of the duke’s bluff and argue. I had no choice but to lie flat on my stomach while walking, yes, yes.

The iron-blooded master looked at me silently, but he seemed to be trembling just because he had such a stern look. He is obviously an old man who is one generation ahead of the other dukes, so why was he corrected so much? From the outside, he just looks like a middle-aged man.

– Varenti’s patience is not long.

The iron-blooded steelworker’s soft words turned into daggers and flew towards me.

– If you just dodge it, it will be eaten before you know it.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

Swordsmith snorted again and hung up.

I slept all day. I think I will dream of being sacrificed in front of the iron blooded castle again.

This time, I had a dream in which I was dragged to the guillotine, not Hyo-su. Still, it’s fortunate that it’s not a dead dream, but it’s alleviated to a dream before death. I’m glad anyway

“Father is also true. No matter how much you like Carl Youngsik, it would be rude if you suddenly contacted me.”

Marghetta’s laughter echoed throughout the room.

The day after the exhilarating forced video meeting of the Sangvis class, Margeta dragged me into the vice president’s room attached to her student council room. Since she doesn’t have any other student councils, she sneakily brought up the contact with Sang-Blood Ball yesterday, and she’s been laughing like that ever since. I was threatened with survival, laugh…?

“I don’t think there’s anything that will please the Duke.”

If I was hated, I would have received it. But at that, Margeta shook her head in response.

“How many people do you think your father cares enough to contact you directly?”

That would be rare. The problem is that I’m not a positive neuron, but a negative neuron. Even the person at the top of the killing department is someone who cares.

Marghetta still burst into laughter at my reluctant expression. After all, Gongnyeo doesn’t know the heart of a weak civil servant.

“If you’re afraid of contacting your father, isn’t that a problem that can be solved by marrying me?”

“You’re kidding too much.”

“Whoops, is that so?”

I let out a slight sigh and stood up. I’ve finished all my work for today, so I can go back now. When I got up, Marghetta got up too, probably to see her off.

“Let’s go back now. Are you coming tomorrow at the same time as today?”

“Yes, I’ll visit you tomorrow too.”

“Okay.”

I hope this fair starts soon and ends quickly. It’s like going to work twice a day. Is there any other civil servant like me in the world?

***

As soon as I confirmed Carl was leaving the vice-president’s office, I sat down on the sofa and hugged his face.

“Huh ah-“

If you looked in the mirror, your face would probably turn red. In front of the sword, it’s overwhelming just to clear your mind, and when you relax, it becomes like this right away.

“A dull person.”

Muttered resentfully to the person who wasn’t here. What woman in the world would talk about marriage as a joke. And also to the man with whom marriage talks came and went. I don’t know if he’s really insensitive, or if he’s desperately pretending not to know.

But thinking of the former is frustrating, and thinking of the latter hurts one’s pride. In a situation where I couldn’t do this or that, only resentment toward Carl grew rapidly. So last night I called my father and asked him to stab him with a knife. I feel relieved when I imagine Carl’s embarrassment in front of his father.

He sighed slightly and walked towards the window. Although it is said that the one who falls in love first is at a disadvantage, but this seems like a very tough fight. Still, how lucky I was to meet you at the academy.

‘I didn’t expect to fall like this.’

The first time I heard Carl’s name was two years ago. He was the youngest department head in the history of the Empire, so he had no choice but to hear it even if he didn’t want to hear it. Even after that, he was a person who carried the imperial family on his back and went on a winning streak. The relationship with Jeon Seung-gong also seemed close.

From then on, I guessed. If I ever get married, it would be that person. I know what kind of worries my father had about my marriage partner. That man named Carl who appeared just in time was a suitable person to be the son-in-law of the Duke.

It was only after a year that I was able to meet a potential husband candidate. If it hadn’t been for the justification of the New Year’s celebration, it would have been pushed further back. With a dissatisfied mind, I deliberately visited more often, and even threw mean words. Thinking about it now, it’s a bit embarrassing.

After that, I just fell for it. I tried to be moderately close to him because he was my husband-to-be anyway, but I fell for him uncontrollably. It’s unfortunate that it’s a one-sided feeling on my side.

There was no dramatic incident or opportunity. I met Carl, talked to him, laughed with him, developed a good feeling for him little by little, and eventually became like this at some point, as if we were getting wet in drizzling rain. There are many reasons to like Carl, but he also has no reason to hate him. If not Carl, who are you marrying?

“Sorry, but I’m not ready to be with anyone yet.”

Remembering the time when I had a knife in my heart, I bit my lip at the memory that naturally came to mind. He naturally thought that he would accept the marriage talk, but he was kicked in the face. I replied as calmly as possible, casually, and returned to the Duchy as if I were running away.

You don’t know how much I cried and hit the pillow because I felt ashamed and ashamed. In the end, she was able to calm down only after being comforted by her older brother and her older sisters. It was a really… Embarrassing memory to be comforted by siblings with a large age gap as if they were comforting their children.

‘It’s all because of the knife.’

It’s not my fault. It wouldn’t have happened if the knife hadn’t bounced in the first place.

Since then, the shock of her first broken love in her life has kept her stuck in Duke Castle, but since her academy entrance ceremony is approaching, she has no choice but to open the door and leave. At the time, I hated the academy and everything else, but I hated it even more when rumors spread that the youngest daughter of the Iron-Blooded Workers was dumped by the inspector general and was living in seclusion.

In a way, hearing about the student council at the academy I entered could be fate. The student council is considered a stairway to bureaucracy. It’s a group you wouldn’t normally pay attention to, but now you have a reason to cling to a certain bureaucrat.

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Not ready to join you? Then I’ll stick by your side until you’re ready. I will confidently pass the bureaucratic exam and enter the Ministry of Finance or the Inspection Department.

If it was my father’s recommendation, I could skip that test, but if the head of that department refused, there was a possibility that I would go to another department. Who would dare to refuse a letter of recommendation from an iron-blooded baller, but the other party has already had a history of rejecting a iron-blooded baller.

‘I was lucky.’

However, without taking the bureaucratic exam, Carl came to the academy. How happy I was to hear the news from my father. We are also destined to continue. There was a little twist in the middle, but it’s because we met again like this.

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Now all you have to do is approach the knife, which can’t escape anywhere, slowly and slowly. First of all, we need to quickly change the title of that affectionless sword, Young-shik. While calling me Maru, I did not yield to Carl Young-sik in the title I was referring to.

But when I think of the hardships I’ve been through, I want to hurt you a little. Okay, let’s make Carl fall in love with me, so please make him ask me to call him Carl, not Carl Youngsik. Pretend to refuse, but if the child looks burnt out, you have to sneakily accept it.

I admire myself for the perfect plan. If you’re together in a place called the academy, you can never let go of the sword. It’s as if you already have the knife in your hand. Because Varenti is a family that always gets what they want. It just depends on when you get it.

‘Oh, it’s a knife.’

While a grin leaked out, I saw a knife exit the building through the window. Covering my mouth with a fan, I watched the back of the knife that was moving away. Suddenly Carl might look back. Then you’ll be able to see Carl’s embarrassing smile.

As I saw Carl walking in the direction of the confectionery club room, I thought of a young lady with pink hair. Carl seemed to care very much about the young lady, and the young lady seemed to have a crush on him too. It didn’t seem like he had a crush on the opposite sex.

‘It doesn’t matter.’

Once again, Varenti is a family that always gets what they want. Right now, I can see the knife wandering around a bit and pushing it away, but in the end, the knife’s place is next to me. It is forgivable to get lost somewhere else in the process. Because I am willing to give such generosity.

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No matter what happens in the middle, it is this Marghetta Varenti who has the last laugh.