Chapter 6

Criticism and complaints poured out.

It’s amusing how you can maintain such a level of tea, your poor tongue is enviable, you’re too dense, and you’re boasting about being beautiful with just that much, among other things.

I have a few things to say.

Indeed, that’s true, but you are the daughter of a noble family—didn’t you come to propose to me?

I don’t think it’s wise to criticize your family so much in front of me.

Well, what Lord Lindbergh is saying isn’t wrong, and as a member of the family, I understand it the most.

After venting a bit, Lord Lindbergh took a sip of the cheap tea to soothe his throat.

"Let’s get to the main topic. You seem to be the only one in that family who can understand me."

"Please, I’m at your service."

I’m glad it didn’t end with just listening to complaints.

"To be clear, I’m not getting married because I want to. I’m only doing it because I’ve determined that not being married is disadvantageous."

He’s being straightforward.

But being this clear actually makes me feel more at ease.

Besides, I’ve heard rumors about Lord Lindbergh’s marriage situation to some extent.

"Has the noise around you finally become unbearable?"

Raising an eyebrow, he snorted.

"It’s more than just noise. It’s annoying. It’s even starting to affect my work. Moreover, if this continues, the worst possible outcome will happen."

I don’t quite understand, but it seems that there’s a possibility of an engagement with someone he doesn’t want to marry.

Frankly, I can only think of one person for that engagement.

I won’t ask for more details.

"To get rid of a troublesome person, a proper reason is needed."

"Ah... so, that’s marriage?"

"At the very least, it’s impossible to convince them unless you are better than that person in some way. That’s why it’s you."

"I understand."

"Your quick understanding is a relief."

I won’t ask who the troublesome person is, but I have something that can convince even royalty.

The old bloodline of our family, which has records dating back before the royal family, gives our family historical value.

I don’t know if it’s a matter of family pride, but that’s why blood marriages are still practiced.

As a result, my mother had difficulty having children.

In other words, what Lord Lindbergh is saying is that I am a reason that no one can complain about.

"When it was announced that you were removed from the line of succession of the noble family, I thought your family was foolish. But thanks to that, fortune has come to me."

His expression twisted, seemingly indifferent to forming a marital relationship with a foolish family.

"So, I want to hear your answer. Preferably now. I’m busy, and I don’t have the time to come here multiple times. By the way, it would be a nuisance if you came to my workplace."

He looked me up and down, and I understood his intentions.

It’s an extremely impolite reason, but I don’t say anything because I’m aware of it.

Then, I thought for a moment.

If I stay here, I might end up living my life as a convenient servant.

Or, I might end up in an unwanted marriage.

I can see myself being sold for money, knowing that my future is bleak.

Thinking about it, it doesn’t seem like such a bad thing.

There will be some troublesome matters that come with marriage, though.

"By the way, do you expect me to fulfill the role of a duchess?"

"I don’t particularly expect anything. The affairs of the duchy are managed by the butler and the head maid. I rarely participate in social events because I find them troublesome. If you’re talking about having children, it’s not necessary."

"I see... then what should I do?"

"You don’t have to do anything special. Do as you please. As a duchess, you’ll have an annual social budget, so you can spend money as you like within that limit."

It seems like a very convenient arrangement for me.

But there’s a feeling that there might be something hidden behind it.

As I looked at Lord Lindbergh suspiciously, he seemed to remember something and said:

"Is there anything you want? If you’re going to get married, is there something you particularly want to achieve?"

"There’s one thing I absolutely want to achieve."

"What is it?"

"Basic living with three meals and naps."

Lord Lindbergh looked at me and said meaningfully:

"Interesting. What’s the reason?"

"I want to enjoy a decadent life."

"An interesting perspective."

He said it clearly and straightforwardly.

His frankness seemed to greatly please Lord Lindbergh.

"Wanting a decadent life while not demanding special luxuries is commendable. That’s something I can easily provide."

For a noble lady, it’s a life that has been difficult to achieve in recent years, even though it’s considered normal.

"So, what’s your answer?"

The final decision is mine.

But my heart was already made up.

"I’ll get married."

For the decadent life I’ve dreamed of.

I smiled at Lord Lindbergh for the first time.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise, looked at me, and then deliberately averted his gaze.

I thought, what a rude man, but I quickly retracted my smile, realizing that my smile had only made him uncomfortable.

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