The Troublemaker Daughter of the Grand Duke Wants To Live Alone

As I ran, leaving Demimore and Astina behind, I thought to myself that avoiding a situation like this wouldn’t solve anything.

But my feet were more honest than my head. I wanted to avoid this moment right away and think about it next time.

“Mary!”

I heard Demimore calling my name, but I just kept running. Please, I hoped that Demimore would give up.

“Sorry. I’ll run, too!”

Unfortunately, it seemed like Demimore didn’t receive my telepathy. He loudly announced that he would kindly catch up with me.

It felt like everyone in the Grand Duchy could hear him.

Even as I ran hard, I could hear the cheerful sound of footsteps following me from behind. The distance between us quickly narrowed.

Wow, when did he get so fast at running?

No, I didn’t really know how good Demimore was at running since I’d never run with him before, but I also hadn’t lost a race.

“Are you okay?”

Thanks to Demimore grabbing my waist as we ran, I stumbled in midair.

Faced with this situation where I had no choice but to confront him, I covered my face with both hands. I really really…. I never thought Demimore Arstans would like me…….

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to grab you like that.”

“……it’s all right.”

“You’re an impressive lady too.”

I remembered Demimore, who kept his distance from Astina, calling her lady no matter what she said.

That’s exactly how I had imagined an ideal couple should be. Demimore and I were a bit different in that aspect.

“You’re teasing me, aren’t you? Where can you find a lady who listens to a confession and then runs around like this?”

Somehow, as I thought about it, I felt a little upset and my words came out stuttering.

I, who had uttered and regretted it to myself, lifted my head and examined Demimore’s face.

He was smiling affectionately.

It was almost as if he found me cute to death. Maybe he had been smiling at me like that for a long time, but now that I knew Demimore liked me, it was a little strange…

Something keeps crawling around in my body. I don’t know where it is, but I wanted to scratch it.

“But I like you like that.”

“You’re crazy.”

“I might be. I’ve liked you since we first met, even when you took my jewels.”

Well, technically I didn’t take it, I just borrowed it to cover Carol’s living expenses.

But Demimore’s expression as he looked at me was so sincere that I couldn’t correct him. He hugged me without saying anything.

“You came to my room the day before you left, didn’t you?”

“How did you know about that…?”

“It was great. The fact that I was the last person on your mind and come to me.”

That’s right. The last face I saw before running away was Demimore’s. No one else.

Why did I do that? But I didn’t want to attach any reason to why I went to see Demimore before running away.

It didn’t seem like any reason would be valid. Maybe Demimore knew that too, and that’s why he asked me about it now.

Before I could answer, Demimore suggested that I think about how I feel about him.

I hesitated for a moment before wrapping my arms around his waist.

“Are you going to break the marriage?”

Demimore asked in a pitiful voice.

I didn’t know if he was asking because he was afraid that I didn’t know my feelings, or if he knew everything and was just pretending to be pitiful. But I couldn’t help but laugh.

“I don’t know.”

I gave a flippant answer, and Demimore hugged me tighter.

Until my three brothers and Rex caught up with us and forcibly separated us.

***

“Arsene is about to become a new god soon.”

Lausanne’s novel was read beyond the Britina Empire, even on the continent.

Those who read the book criticized the god of death and sympathized with Larta, while praising Arsene.

Arsene, who had protected many people for a long time without forgetting Larta, became the true hero of this era.

The fact that the village where the people Arsene protected gathered actually existed was helpful.

When the god of death disappeared, the village no longer had a reason to exist.

The Conler family welcomed the villagers to Conler Estate and helped them adapt to society.

And the village became a kind of tourist attraction. A small temple was even built there to honor Arsene.

Now those temples will spread everywhere and gradually expand their influence.

Arsene was in the midst of preparing to become a god like that.

“You seem happy.”

The one who was most pleased with the birth of a new god was Taratra, who had long guarded the continent.

The god of wisdom, who was engraved on the currency that was the most important to humans, seemed a little tired.

Even though it hadn’t been that long since he was worshipped, anyone could see from Taratra’s expression that she was thrilled to death. Helena could tell right away.

Helena also smiled involuntarily.

“It would be good for you too, Helena.”

“Ah…”

“It’s only a matter of time before Arsene becomes a god and the curse of the Grand Duke is lifted.”

Taratra said, stroking Helena’s hair.

Although Helena was an honorable adult with four children, she sometimes treated her like a child.

This was because Helena’s time meant nothing compared to the long time that Taratra had lived.

“Thank you, Taratra.”

“What are you thanking me for? I couldn’t even lift that curse.”

“You had to be fair. After all, the royal family also served Taratra….”

There was no more effective way than a god defending the continent to come forward and release the curses of the Grand Duke.

However, Taratra had to be fair, so she couldn’t do that. Nevertheless, since Mary was a saint who had been loved by Arsene’s father, Arsene could have favored her.

When the god of death disappeared, the curse he had placed on the Grand Duke disappeared as well. There’s only one curse left.

Perhaps if the royal family no longer received such abnormal and bizarre loyalty from the ducal family, the dark sense of inferiority that always lingered in their hearts would disappear as well.

Taratra decided to think positively about everything.

Looking at Helena’s warm eyes looking at her, Taratra recalled Mary Conler, whom she had never actually met.

They really looked alike. Perhaps because she carried the saint who received abundant love from the gods inside her womb, Helena also seemed to have that aura.

That’s why Taratra couldn’t help but cherish Helena.

“Helena, were you happy when you met the child in your dream?”

“When?”

“When you met the child in your dream.”

Ah.

Helena was lost in thought for a moment. Just thinking about her meeting with Mary made Helena’s face look like she was dreaming.

“Yes. She was so cute when she said she was using the bow I gave to Hestia as a child. I was so grateful to Hestia for passing it on to Mary…. Actually, I knew when Mary was inside me that she would be a lovely and good child. But I was also sorry and grateful at the same time. It’s all thanks to Tarantra’s blessing, Lucas, Hestia, and Bonita. Oh, and that child’s older brother…. Gilbert acts like a grown-up, but he’s actually a soft-hearted kid. Aiden’s tone may sound a little cold, but he has more compassion than anyone else. Theodore is… mischievous, but he’s a cute child. I wish I had been by their side a little longer.”

Taratra had never seen Helena talk so much.

Although she had a cheerful and bright personality, she only said what she had to say in front of the god herself. This made Helena even more adorable and pitiful.

“But they all grew up so well. You know, all three of them had excellent grades at the academy. Of course, grades aren’t important……. And it’s all thanks to Estin Conler.”

Helena’s voice, mentioning Estin Conler’s contribution, was moist.

Taratra stroked Helena’s hair as if comforting a crying child.

“I’ll give you a gift too, Helena.”

“Just being able to talk to Mary was enough for me.”

“That was a gift for Mary Conler.”

When Arsene’s power becomes stronger, it will soon be possible. Helena couldn’t even imagine what gift she would receive, so she just nodded her head gratefully.

Looking at the cute Helena, Taratra thought of Arsene, who was going to meet Mary today.

‘It must be tough.’

Taratra had asked Arsene how he could not forget Larta during all those countless years, and he had smiled as if he had received such a foolish question.

“How can I forget my family?”

“Family.”

“She’s like a younger sister to me.”

At that time, she couldn’t comfort Arsene. She couldn’t even properly comfort Helena’s heart in front of her right now.

How could she comfort the feeling of not being able to meet their family again?