I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration

“Edith.”

 

Killian called her name and hugged her. His body odor, a mixture of alluring musk and the scent of tree bark, always made her heart flutter.

 

“It won’t take long. You only need to take care of yourself for about a month. Do not go out of the mansion and do not communicate with others.”

 

“Are you afraid that I might go out and get excited when my father walks all the way to my in-laws?”

 

As she muttered dissatisfied, Killian chuckled again.

 

“That’s not it… I mean that you will have to put up with the occasional outing around town for the time being. I feel sorry for you.”

 

The hand patting her back was so gentle that it almost made her cry.

 

“Chii… Who do you think you are treating like a child? Be careful not to get hit by you or a blind arrow.”

 

Even though she said it jokingly, she got goosebumps because it reminded her of the scene where he got hit by an arrow that came from somewhere.

 

‘Think differently! Think different! If this happens, it’s like a dead flag!’

 

She jumped up to relieve her anxious mood.

 

“Oh! I have something I made for you.”

 

“For me…?”

 

She put on the shawl that was nearby and opened the drawer. As soon as she heard that a territory war had been declared, she began to float, and a t-shirt that had only been completed yesterday were lying quietly in a clumsy shape. It floated in a cylindrical shape, but I was impressed by the fact that it twisted like a tornado on its own. When she tried to correct it by pulling in the opposite direction, the whirlpool shape remained the same and only expanded in the opposite direction. In short, it’s a total mess, but if you use good thread and wear it, it’s expected to have a warming effect… It was a failure.

 

“Umm… It’s not that pretty, but I think it’s just like faith in ups and downs… No, just throw it away when it gets dirty.”

 

She made an embarrassed face and handed the tattered item to Killian. Killian, who approached her in a robe, looked like a muscular male model from the 21st century in America, and the woolen t-shirt in his hand added a touch of reality to his unrealistic appearance. Too much.

 

“Phew!”

 

Yeah, that would be funny. It’s funny even to her. Killian looked back and forth at the t-shirt she gave him with wide eyes, then raised his head.

 

“I’ve been thinking about it since the embroidered handkerchiefs at the bazaar, but you’re not very dexterous.”

 

“Oh, did you see that too?”

 

“I bought all three copies because I was afraid someone would see them.”

 

“I was wondering who bought it and it was you! Thank you. In fact, I was nervous that it wouldn’t sell until the end.”

 

“Ahahaha!”

 

It was nice to hear his cheerful laughter. Still, he didn’t let go of the t-shirt she gave him and kept fiddling with it.

 

“Even though it looks like that, it looks like it’s going to be pretty warm.”

 

“Actually, I wrote something good. I guess I ended up investing in materials because I didn’t have the skills.”

 

“…I will write well. Thinking of you.”

 

It’s a bit unreasonable to say something like that with a face that says you’re dying of joy. She was momentarily dazed and lost for words. And Killian didn’t miss that opportunity and grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her. His lips, which were still smiling, playfully moved on top of hers and gently touched her, and the soft lips parted the gap and pushed his tongue in, gradually making a sloppy noise.

 

“Ha, Killian…!”

 

“Uhm, one more time…”

 

Killian held her tighter as he pushed her away and led her back towards the bed.

 

“Key, Killian, you’re going to be late.”

 

“I’ll just do it quickly once, huh?”

 

She couldn’t get over it when a person who always used polite language treated her with informal language like this.

 

“Yes… It doesn’t work…”

 

The typical ‘no, you can’t, you can’t’ …It didn’t happen this time.’

 

They glanced at the brightly lit window, feeling nervous but quickly taking off their clothes and finding each other’s body temperature, horrified by the cold air. Her body quickly heated up, remembering the heat from last night, and Killian and they impatiently overlapped ourselves.

 

‘It’s okay even if Killian only wants my body. I think I’ll be happy living like this.’

 

She knew it sounded like she had too little self-esteem, but Killian was sweet and charming enough to make her think of such thoughts. He was such a person. Even though he hated her so much, he somehow took it upon himself to accept her as his wife, and even now he was coaxing her to fulfill that responsibility. If the original Edith had been a little more lenient, it wouldn’t have suffered such a catastrophe. Because Killian wasn’t the type of person who could cruelly cut off people who were clinging to him.

 

‘If this territory war ends well… If only I could greet Killian without incident… I can avoid the ending of the original!’

 

The level 3 exception condition was something she couldn’t figure out, and she couldn’t be relieved just by avoiding the ending of the original, but anyway, she would be able to complete her first goal of surviving.

 

“Haha… If we don’t stop here, it’s really late.”

 

After reaching climax once, she grabbed Killian’s shoulders and stopped him from licking her lips with his tongue. Killian glanced at the alarm clock on her dresser and clicked his tongue as if he didn’t like it.

 

“I’m already getting irritated thinking about not being able to do this for a month.”

 

“It’s the same with other knights, you can’t do this.”

 

“Do you want to break the mood by speaking nonsense until the end?”

 

“Otherwise, I don’t think your momentum will subside.”

 

Killian nodded, rubbed his head, and finally pulled himself away from her. From then on, she had to hurry like a mother trying to send her child to daycare. She urged Anna to get some water, and she washed him and put his clothes on. She asked Anna to shave Killian while she got dressed. She went down prepared as if she were going to eat roasted beans by lightning, and fortunately Duke Ludwig came down late. Duke Ludwig, on his way out, looked around at his family and servants gathered in the hall and spoke in a stern voice.

 

“Jocelyn. I will leave full control of this mansion to you while I am away. Philip! I want you to help Jocelyn and keep the mansion safe.”

 

“I understand, Your Excellency.”

 

“Lord Gordon. I will entrust you with the defense of this mansion while the territory war is taking place.”

 

“We will protect it without any water leaks!”

 

“Madam Lugi. As the head maid, I will ask you to help Jocelyn and Philip in running the mansion without a hitch.”

 

“Yes, master.”

 

Duke Ludwig asked each of the mansion’s guard knights, starting with Butler Philip, and each of the main employees what they needed to do. And then his eyes turned towards them.

 

“And Lise. Take care of Jocelyn. Don’t worry too much.”

 

“Yes, Your Excellency.”

 

“Then… I will go out now.”

 

Duke Ludwig said his last words resolutely, then turned around and walked out. There was no advice given to her at all. Probably everyone there noticed that fact. Because Killian’s face hardened in an instant.

 

“Killian. You should go now.”

 

“…”

 

Killian clenched his molars and seemed to be struggling to hold back his anger. Anyone who saw it would think that Killian, not her, was ignored.

 

“…Sorry, Edith. When I come back… Let’s leave for Ryzen.”

 

“Yes. And I’m fine, so don’t worry too much. The Duke must be feeling complicated right now. I am the daughter of an enemy.”

 

“No. You are not the enemy’s daughter, but Duke Ludwig’s daughter-in-law and my wife. Don’t forget that your name is Edith Ludwig.”

 

She had never forgotten. That’s her last resort to save her life. But she just smiled and held his hand one last time. The edge of the woolen terry touched his fingertips. She was grateful to him for going out of his way to wear the loose-fitting t-shirt she had knitted.

 

“Please come back without getting hurt. I will clearly remember that brag about showing how great you are.”

 

“Gladly.”

 

Killian kissed her one last time and followed Duke Ludwig out. Finally, the beginning of what could be Edith’s last episode had arrived.

 

* * *

 

As the territorial war began, the capital’s newspapers became busy. Everyone must have been intrigued by the fight between Count Rigelhof, the richest of the Count families, and Duke Ludwig, the emperor’s right-hand man.

 

-The reason for the territory war is the Ludwig family’s unfair pressure on iron ore prices! What is the truth?

 

-Is it a simple family fight or the start of a rebellion?

 

-The silent imperial family. What are His Majesty’s honest feelings?

 

Titles that seemed to be commonly found in beauty salon magazines decorated the front pages of newspapers. eanwhile, the temperature difference between the newspapers influenced by the Archduke Langston and the Count Rigelhof and those influenced by the imperial family was clearly felt.

 

‘The imperial family is too quiet. They are probably waiting for those involved in the rebellion to reveal themselves.’

 

It also appeared in <Home·Emissary>. The current Emperor, Byron Iberia, wanted to use this opportunity to purge impure elements. Since he ascended to the throne at the young age of 18, he has had to deal with people who constantly ignore and look down on him. But he was by no means an easy person. He grew up seeing all kinds of dirty things from a young age, and he was the one who maintained his position in the middle of the tough power struggle, so he couldn’t be easy.

 

‘But people who are intoxicated with their own small amount of power cannot see that.’

 

Duke Ludwig had also been hiding his military power. That too was the Emperor’s will. Count Rigelhof would sooner or later say, ‘Those swindlers! I could see myself jumping up and down, shouting, You tricked us!’ But that’s in the future. It seemed that in the social circles of the capital, there were already people predicting the victory of Archduke Langston and plotting to join him.

 

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