178 - I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke
The Blind Duke and the Engagement Chapter 178
Gerald's office.
Marin stared at the bookshelf, frozen in surprise.
The bookshelf slid aside, revealing a door, and Gerald entered and exited with an indifferent expression.
It looks like a secret room? Like something only the Head of the Family should see!
Marin whirled around and covered her eyes with both hands.
I'll buy eyes that haven't seen it.
"Marin?"
As she faced away, she heard Gerald's voice from behind.
"Lord Gerald. How can you just show me something like this!"
"You're not going to leave me, are you?"
Gerald replied casually and gently embraced Marin from behind.
"What does that have to do with showing me that place?"
The warm temperature felt from behind calmed her startled heart.
"I've already told my fiancée the family's secrets, so the Head of the Family's Chamber is nothing."
As expected. It was the Head of the Family's Chamber as she had expected.
"Is it okay to show it like this?"
Marin asked with a glimmer of hope.
"No."
He answered firmly.
"I knew it!"
Marin raised her hand again, which she had lowered slightly, and covered her eyes tightly.
She could feel him laughing silently from behind.
"You're going to be my wife anyway. There's nothing I can't show you."
"Even so..."
"That means you can never leave now."
A voice filled with deep obsession slowly brushed against her ear. When a deep sigh was added to it, Marin straightened her back with a strange feeling.
"Are you going to be obsessive or seductive? Just pick one?"
Gerald chuckled at Marin's words and took a step away from her.
Only then did Marin, who had released the strength in her waist, turn around.
"Here, the diary you were curious about."
Marin looked at the notebook with sparkling eyes, then cast a suspicious glance, a thought suddenly occurring to her.
"I'm not supposed to look at this either, am I?"
"That means you can't escape forever."
Gerald pressed the notebook firmly into her hand.
"Yes, yes."
Since she had no intention of leaving anyway, let's accept it.
Marin took the notebook and sat on the long sofa.
"The 20th Duke must have been a really smart person."
"So it seems."
He leaned against the desk and nodded as if agreeing.
"Did you write any other books besides 'Where Did the Monster Come From'?"
"There are no books, just that diary."
"I see."
Marin carefully opened the page that Gerald had marked with a bookmark.
[On the way back to Duke's Castle, I discovered a beautiful flower I had never seen before.
It reaches up to my waist, and the petals scatter iridescent, subtle light.
Curious, I approached and tried to pluck it, but a hazy mist blocked my path.
It's poison.
In an instant, all sound disappears.
I strike the flower with all my might.
The stem of the flower is as strong as steel.
Dangerous, so dangerous, it's a Monster.]
[I can't contain my joy at the return of sound a week later.
Until now, there has been no poison in the world that could stop the family's secrets.
It's a particularly dangerous Monster for our family.
I seek advice from the eccentric one in the North.
He sends a Jewel of the North that will prevent plants from growing for 100 years.
I will bury the Jewel of the North in the ground to prevent the Demon Flower from blooming in this land.]
Marin read the diary with admiration.
"Wow, the reason that Monster hasn't been around all this time is because of the Jewel made in the North."
She had been wondering why there hadn't been such a dangerously powerful Monster before, Gerald, who was praised as the Western Wall, but all of this was due to the foresight of the 20th Duke.
A smart person thought about the future.
The eccentric one in the North seems to have been the Northern Duke.
The Demon Flower a hundred years ago was small in size, and the poison was naturally curable, but the most frightening thing about the Demon Flower was that it evolved.
"Marin."
"Yes?"
Marin barely took her eyes off the diary and looked up at him.
"I'm more amazing."
She tilted her head, wondering what he meant by his sullen voice.
"Did I hear you wrong?"
"Why do you always miss the important parts? I'm more capable than that 20th Duke."
Gerald crossed his arms and glared at the diary with a dissatisfied look.
Marin widened her eyes and moved her lips. She was so dumbfounded that she couldn't speak.
"You know he's been dead for over 100 years, right?"
"So?"
"You're jealous of someone like that?"
He raised one eyebrow and asked back.
Marin silently stared at him without answering, then burst into laughter.
He's so cute, I could die.
It felt like a lie that she had trembled and been afraid when she first met this man.
"Lord Gerald is the best."
Seeing his stiff lips slightly loosen, she continued.
"It must take time for the Demon Flower to grow, right? I wonder if I shouldn't have killed them all, but then it would have been dangerous."
"I'm going to go check how much they've grown soon. They're persistent guys."
"I guess so. They've been around for a hundred years."
Marin stroked the diary once, then lifted her gaze and looked at him worriedly.
"You have to be careful when you go. It seems like their abilities evolve every time."
"Don't worry."
Gerald came over and held her hand tightly.
Even though she knew how great he was, she was anxious whenever she thought about the Demon Flower.
That day when Gerald fought alone for her sake.
She remembered that helpless day when she could only read books and wish for his safety.
She couldn't forget the sight of him being poisoned and gradually hardening. Thinking about that time, she didn't want to let him go.
But Gerald's will was too firm.
"I can do anything for you and our child."
"I know. But there's no guarantee that you'll succeed just because you're researching, and we can adopt a child..."
She was the one who wanted a child, but somehow the situation had changed.
Gerald also seemed to sense that, as he smiled and took the notebook from her hand and tossed it aside.
"Ah, that important thing."
"You're more important."
Gerald lifted Marin up and sat her on his lap, slightly furrowing his brow.
"Have you not been eating well lately? Why aren't you-"
"Again, again! I'm not growing anymore!"
Marin blocked the lips of the nagging demon king Gerald with her own, cutting off the nagging at the source.
As if he had been aiming for it, the corners of his lips, which were touching hers, lifted slightly, but she was soon captured by him and didn't notice.
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The ground was still soft from the rain that had fallen for several days, but after a long time, the sun was shining brightly and the blue sky was high.
A woman who was milking a cow discovered her son and daughter holding hands and secretly leaving.
"Ronnie! Mini! Where are you going?"
The two flinched as if they had been caught by their mother and turned their heads with a grin.
"Were you there?"
"Where were our troublemakers trying to sneak off to?"
The kids had been cooped up inside because of the rain, so they must have been itching to go outside.
"To the clearing behind the village."
The woman put her hands on her hips and said with a stern face.
"Okay. But you absolutely can't go to the mountain."
Ronnie, with his red mop of hair, covered his ears with both hands and nodded his head greatly.
"Aah, I know. How many times are you going to say it?"
The woman sighed deeply as she watched her son ignore her words.
Sam's death could not yet be told to the young children. She could only repeat that there were scary wolves, so they should never climb the mountain.
"I know you're always eager to go to the mountain, right? There are scary things on the mountain-"
"I'm not going! I'm never going! Mini, let's go."
Ronnie, who interrupted his mother's words, pushed his younger sister Mini.
"Okay! Mom, I'm going with my brother!"
"Okay, Mini. You have to hold your brother's hand tightly."
"Okay!"
Mini's pigtails of red hair bounced cutely.
