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Chapter 6 - The Monster Duke Mistook Me for His Wife
Translated by Lianaarn
Edited by Lianaarn
“Have you been well?”
The butterflies fluttered its wings and shook its body.
“You must be excited because it snowed.”
The butterflies that were flying around me were like an excited child.
Actually the butterflies were not talking. It’s not like we are able to communicate.
It’s just, I could feel their feelings.
When I was watching the butterflies spinning and dancing, I heard Nathan’s voice.
“Lia, seems like you used to it.”
“It’s been a year since I started training, it could be a big deal if I can’t even do the basics.”
I shrugged, then lightly blew the butterfly which was sitting at the tip of my finger.
Training. The feeling of that word was grand, but in reality, it was nothing.
Because it is a basic way to learn how to use divine power.
“Do you know how surprised I am when you suddenly want to substantialize butterfly?”
This golden light butterfly is not real. It is not an illusion as well.
The butterflies are like the flow of this world.
It exists wherever living things live and breathe, but ordinary people without divine power cannot see it.
However, if the divine power is released enormously like now, then ordinary people can see the butterfly as well.
‘Lia, as I always say, if you can see it, you should also know how to make it visible.’
The first thing I learned is to substantialize butterflies.
‘And then to get close to them.’
That is not a hard thing to do.
Because the butterflies followed me well from the start.
I slowly raised my hands and stirred the air. As if, I became like a conductor.
Thus, the butterflies as if they were orchestra members, moved according to my movements.
“You’re doing well.”
Nathan satisfiely looks at me then praises me.
“But, does this really help?”
It’s been a great help for growing herbs, but then isn’t it mean I will train everyday with the feeling like cultivating the moral sense*?
*Enduring some unpleasant situations against our will or goals.
“Basic skills are essential in everything. If you can manage your divine power naturally like breathing,  you’ll be able to protect yourself if a dangerous situation occurs in the future. “
“I don’t want to create a dangerous situation in the first place.”
“I hope so, but isn’t the one whom we didn’t even know when will explode is actually close to you.”
Dillian. He was like a reef that popped into my peaceful life.
“After a while, Dillian, that brat’s curse will want a meal.”
“But he was full earlier.”
I fed him so much, though. As someone who experienced the return note which is just before death, I think he will not eat up the divine powers that much.
“The belly will be off quickly.”
“Can’t it be a bit starving?”
“Lia, if it were you, would you be able to endure so much hunger if you are looking at an appetizing meat but can’t eat it?”
“…”
l can’t endure that.
“Don’t worry. The runaway won’t be scary as before. A beast’s will of life will be enough to soothe his hunger. If it’s not an extraordinary situation.”
“I guess so …”
There weren’t many situations where Dillian’s runaway appeared.
When his runaway appears, it means his life got a red light*. So, he could not control the curse himself.
*In a dangerous situation.
But Dillian was strong. He was strong enough to protect what he had, strong enough even if the curse became hard to control.
In other words, if his life is not affected, the runaway won’t appear.
‘At this time he lost his memory so it’s impossible.’
“It will be good to send him home before it appears, but the weather is not helping.”
As Nathan said, the snow seemed to have no intention of stopping.
The snow piled up in the backyard.
And my worries piled up too.
***
There was no day when books fell out of Dillian’s hands, who began to focus on regaining memories.
To what extent, he spent all his time reading except it was for eating and sleeping.
Thanks to him, who is no longer interested in doing cleaning, there is no other work for me.
Instead, tons of questions poured out at me.
‘I thought if I gave him books, he would be quiet…’
It was a misjudgment. Rather than the question disappearing, it doubled and returned to me.
“Rohaim Empire is a Holy country. In the founding history, it is said the only god ‘Obelus’ created the world and established an empire, it is a country with such a long history.”
The book in front of Dillian was a children’s book which was easy to understand as an introduction to history.
I pointed out the large drawings one after another.
“As it is a Holy country, the temple has a great power. In the capital, there is a great temple which served the only god ‘Obelus’, and below it, there are temples named after angels who were faithful servants and apostles of God which were located throughout the empire.”
The temple of Nathaniel, where I was in, was one of them.
“As it is a Holy country, God’s authority is strong, but they* are not interested in politics. Surely because they only serve God.”
*Temple people
I don’t know about the former archbishop, but the current archbishop is not interested in power at all.
“There is no check from the temple, so the imperial authority is in a stable position.”
It’s been more than 200 years since he became Archbishop, it seems like he was maintaining peace.
“Then is it absolute power?”
“No way. There is as much as the imperial family, which boasts absolute power.”
I pointed my index finger on the book.
“The Duke of Sinaize.”
Families that have existed since the country was founded. Perhaps older than the imperial family.
For over a thousand years, the Duke’s of Sinaize place remained protected, while the emperor’s last name changed over and over again.
In other words, Sinaize was a living history along with the empire that had grown.
Dillian, who was listening to my explanation, asked a question.
“It’s powerful enough to have its own power, but the imperial family isn’t in check?”
“As Sir Dillian said, it’s not that there was no check. But everyone failed, and eventually chose to coexist.”
For the imperial family, it was more advantageous to hold hands rather than to keep Dillian in check.
This is because the person Sinaize supports will be the next emperor.
As someone jokingly called the Sinaize family is the Kingmaker.
The one chosen by the Sinaize surely will be the next emperor.
“Unless the Sinaize abandons the imperial family first, the imperial family will not be able to turn away from Sinaize.”
Especially for this time, the owner is Dillian. It was too dangerous to turn him into an enemy.
“From this alone, Sinaize may seem like a secret influential figure, but this side is not very interested in politics either. Because it is boring and not interesting.”
For reference, this opinion was directly expressed by Dillian himself.
He was not interested in anything, other than his own people and his territory.
Regardless of whether there are fights or not around, the one who doesn’t pay any attention to that, is Dillian.
Of course, the Sinaize family tends to be maverick for generations, but Dillian was indifferent to the situation, which could be said to be the best of all time.
“Did you understand well, Dillian student?”
“Yes, I understand. Teacher Lia.”
Dillian often showed an unexpected side, but if I made a joke like now, he would accept it without avoiding it.
“It was a great lesson that was really easy to understand.”
There was a time when he responded more, as he did now.
‘Did he become more comfortable with me?’
I hope it’s something like that.
A little excited, I sincerely answered Dillian’s questions, but soon I reached my limit.
“Teacher, I have a question.”
“Teacher, I don’t understand.”
“Teacher.”
“Teach…”
It’s crazy. I’m going crazy. I felt like I was going to get neurosis because of that teacher’s sound.
In the short period of time, I was exhausted and declared surrender.
“Sir Dillian, I will quit becoming a teacher. From now on I am Dobby*.”
*Dobby is a character from Harry Potter.
“What is Dobby?”
“Dobby is a house-elf. If it finds socks, it will be free.”
I shouted while lifting my socks from the pile of laundry.
“Dobby is free!”
Yup. Because Dobby is free, I will stop playing the role of a teacher. I laughed while talking nonsense.
I heard Nathan’s sighing sound above my head.
“Dillian, you really are a bother, stop asking. Lia is overloaded right now.”
“Ah, that’s why she said nonsense.”
What do you mean nonsense! That’s too much! That’s right it is nonsense, but Dobby who hears it, gets hurt.
“If you are curious about something just ask me. Even if this body looks like this, because l have lived for long I have a lot of knowledge.”
“You?”
“Yeah, it’s hard to believe because I looked young.”
“Crazy. Don’t you live while looking in the mirror? Or are you already suffering from dementia?”
“You, jerk!”
I heard a bloody fight above my head, but I ignored it.
Yup, because Dobby is a free house-elf.
Dillian absorbed Nathan’s vast knowledge like a sponge.
And Nathan, who gave him everything, looked back at me with a worthless face as if its life were sucked.
“Lia, until I wake up don’t bother…”
Stumbled, tired Nathan entered the bedroom.
Unlike me, who looks at Nathan’s back with sad eyes, Dillian didn’t even look at it.
Even though he had already swallowed so much knowledge, he was still hungry.
“Miss Lia, what kind of person was l?”
Naturally, I was his next target.
“Does l have a last name? What about my status? My occupation?”
The indiscriminate question bombing attacked me.
“Me too, not…”
I shrugged, while my hands busily folded the laundry.
“Do I have a family?”
Felt longing in his word, my heart tingled.
“…Of course. Of course there is. I’m sure they are looking for Sir Dillian.”
“Is it?”
“Yes. Sure it is.”
Although there are many people who are afraid and wary of Dillian, everyone next to him now is those who have pledged their loyalty.
So if the snow stops, they will find Dillian at all costs.
‘If that happens, I will be in trouble.’
I answered with confidence.
“Don’t worry too much. Surely you will meet again.”
“So, this is the truth.”
“This…”
It’s a meaningful word.
As if he knew that I told him lies.