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I will disappear, Grand Duke.

Fernan Caesar, the ruler of the North, returned after conquering the war. The man with everything perfect was the only good memory left in Julia's unhappy childhood. Then, when she heard that he was going to be my husband, Julia believed in the existence of God for the first time. But, “If you want anything, you can do it. Whether it’s remodeling a castle, buying jewelry, or throwing a party, it doesn’t matter.” “… … .” “But, I don’t want to see you in the morning, so please refrain from doing this.” There was no longer the gentle man in my memory. Only a cold-hearted man who does not allow a single word of affection or warmth is standing there. “Your heart is of no use to me.” Still, loving him to the end was Julia's biggest mistake. * Standing at the edge of the cliff, Julia slowly engraved the face of her husband, who was once my world, into his eyes. If not now, he will never be able to escape. He will love him again. Now, he didn't want to be tied to him. “Yulia!” Looking at her husband who was desperately running away, Julia threw herself down the cliff. 《I will disappear, Grand Duke》

DIABLA · Fantasie
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56 Chs

Episode 48

In an instant, the marquise, full of excitement, swept away all the decorations on the table.

It caused a commotion, but Grayson just stared at his father as if he couldn't hear anything.

"What should I do. okay… Grayson, would you, would you go to your majesty and ask? no no no The emperor is the setting sun, so it would be better to stick with the prince!"

Seeing the Marquis slurring gibberish nonsense, Grayson stood up as if tired of it.

It had been two full days since I had been dealing with my father without meaning.

Leaving behind the Marquis who murmured like a madman, Grayson stepped forward.

"I'll just go. Say hello to your mother."

The Marquis, as he watched his son go out, was drunk with his misfortune and picked up the bottle again.

Grayson left the drawing room without looking back.

"Master, the master's heart is not very good. How would you like to see each other for a little while and then die?"

As he was leaving, an elderly butler hurriedly followed him. It was half with a request filled with pleading.

The Marquis Buddha's anger at the lost honor was directed at the mansion's users.

Every day, the Marquis got drunk and destroyed the mansion. There were a lot of users who were suddenly robbed while passing by.

The Marquis also released all her sensitive nerves to her subordinates.

After all the invitations to the tea party were rejected a while ago, he threw a vase, seriously injuring the maids beside him.

As these days were repeated every day, the number of employers' resignation was increasing.

In this desperate situation, it was only Grayson, the eldest son, who could rebuild the family.

But Grayson just walked without a hitch, never looking back to the butler that followed.

"Do, master!"

Despite the desperate call, Grayson's eyes did not change once.

He had no affection or respect for his parents from the beginning. How much less could the butler or servant of this rotten mansion be affectionate?

He must one day succeed his father and inherit the marquis title, but he had no sense of mission to raise a family.

"Let's go."

Soon the carriage with Grayson began to rattle off. He glanced at the mansion through the window.

And naturally, I remembered my half-sister, Julia, who had disappeared a year ago.

He and his sister were not close friends, but since he became the Grand Duchess, I thought that he would be doing well in his own way.

But it seems that wasn't the case.

Haha, since the writers called parents are garbage people, it must not have been easy even if they tried to live well.

Grayson leaned back on the seat and chuckled. He could not see how much he had rolled her daughter, who had become the Grand Duchess.

Even Grayson's parents weren't really human beings.

The father pretended to be a gentleman, but in reality he was a sensual and violent human being, and the mother poured out her anger towards the father on her young son.

After Yulia appeared, the anger that continued on a daily basis shifted to her.

An appropriate object of anger that fits everything has appeared.

'Maybe it wasn't a disappearance, but maybe he ran away on his own feet.'

Grayson thought so about Julia. I would have run away on my own feet.

It would have been great if the little one had endured so far.

Unlike me when I was 12, I left the mansion as if to run away to study abroad.

Because of that, Julia and he were just like other people. When we were young, we had only been together for about two years.

Grayson closed his eyes and ruffled his fine hair.

At best, the daughter who had been appointed as the Grand Duchess disappeared, and the son who was the successor grew up as a fool with no intention of prospering the family.

In the end, the Marquis and Marquis seemed to be reaping what they sowed.

* * *

These days, Julia was spending time in the manor house about twice a week.

It was because the lord's wife, who was satisfied with the parlor of the mansion she had renovated last time, continued to entrust her with other chores.

It took about an hour by carriage from the monastery to the mansion.

As I nodded while moving, the carriage came to the entrance of the mansion.

While Yulia woke up and checked the window, the driver opened the door of the carriage.

"Yulia, welcome!"

At that moment, Marianne, the lord's wife, who was out in the front yard, rushed to greet Julia.

"Hello, madam."

"Oh my God, your face is frozen red! Hurry in. I'll ask you to bring me some hot tea."

Marianne flirted with people and led Julia into the mansion.

Marianne was three years older than Julia, but her two children were boys who were already five or six years old.

Marianne, who got married at a young age and lived in an unrelated estate, said she was lonely and liked Julia very much from the beginning.

Thanks to Marianne, who was not shy about her high status, Julia was also able to treat her comfortably in no time.

As soon as I entered the drawing room and sat down at the tea table, the maid brought refreshments.

Marianne grabbed the teacup and opened her mouth.

"The kids went to the hunting grounds with my husband for a while. It looks like you'll be back late in the evening, so you can chat with me today."

"okay. Is there a hunting ground in the estate?"

"Yes, there is a forest behind me. Sometimes small animals come down there. Rabbit, fox, deer or something like that. It's cold and I'm dying, but I can't understand why you're hunting with your kids."

Marianne murmured in a voice mixed with complaints. Her tone was closer to that of a plain country woman than that of her noble lady.

Because of that, the current time was more comfortable and enjoyable for Julia.

In the midst of a conversation, Marianne suddenly looked into the maid's eyes.

Then he started whispering a little towards Julia.

"Yulia, don't get married. not. Even if she's enjoying everything she'll enjoy. She said I'd marry her with him a little later, too. When I was young, I thought I couldn't live without him, but now I want to hug him even if he just breathes next to me!"

At the lively voice, Yulia burst out a small smile without realizing it.

Even with that said, the Yeongju couple was very happy.

When I heard the story, they said that it was a rare case of a love marriage.

"Um, but when I think about it, it's a bit strange, isn't it? Why hasn't Yulia been married yet?"

When Marianne suddenly turned the topic to me, Julia opened her eyes wide and then gave an awkward smile.

"I was actually married. We're separated now... ."

Sometimes, like Marianne, when asked why she didn't get married, Julia would give an honest answer.

After all, no one here knew who I was, so I didn't feel the need to hide it.

"Oh my, my! Really? Why did you break up? Oh, is it rude to ask such a thing?"

Marianne, who asked with excitement, quickly shut her mouth. Julia lowered her gaze, she moaned, and she answered quietly.

"We just didn't like each other. Because her husband didn't love me."

After uttering the words, I thought that the atmosphere would be a bit heavy, so Yulia smiled brightly, meaning that it was okay now.

Marianne, who listened with a serious face, nodded and answered.

"I see. I must have suffered a lot. I don't know who you are, but you kicked my fortune. I want to see what kind of stupid man he is."

At Marianne's cool words, Julia eventually laughed out loud.

I've been working hard to be okay, so it doesn't hurt to think about Fernan now.

At first, as my thoughts about him grew, I had to reminisce about a desperately bad moment.

For example, the cold words and gazes he uttered. Or the painful things you experienced in the castle.

After that, my mind would gradually calm down.

"Really, Julia. I'm planning to hold a garden party in the greenhouse soon. Would you like to come then?"

Marianne, who was misreading cookies, changed the subject again.

"You know. I don't have close friends, so I don't have many people to invite. So, Julia must come. yes?"

At Marianne's gaze looking at me with sparkling eyes, Julia happily nodded her head.

"I would appreciate it if you invited me. I will definitely attend."

"thanks! I was just getting mad at my husband because he was begging me to stop holding parties where no one was coming."

As I listened to Marianne's continuous chatter, dinner time quickly approached.

After several times Marianne encouraged us to go out to dinner, Julia eventually sat down at the table together.

Meanwhile, the lord and his children who had left for the hunting ground just returned to the mansion.

The lord, who had put the children out of his arms, spoke to Marianne in a serious tone, and then left the mansion again.

After seeing her husband off, Marianne returned to the dining room, and her expression was a little gloomy.

"Madam, what happened?"

When Julia asked worriedly, Marianne nodded her head and sighed.

"I think some of the knights who went out to patrol the border are missing. No contact at all. I guess her husband has to do it himself."

"okay. It shouldn't be a big deal... ."

The mountains surrounding the estate were also close to the border. Suddenly, I was worried that something big was going to happen.

Marianne was late, so she suggested staying overnight.

However, since she couldn't be indebted to that much, Julia politely refused.

After coming out of the mansion and looking up at the sky for a moment, Julia hurriedly got on the carriage.

The sky was dark all over because the days were shorter.