Wolfgang was truly a collection of my tastes.
Cold, decadent, and a sexy appearance, all condensed together.
For me, who’d only seen ‘warm-looking’ men all my life and preferred ‘cold-looking’ men, I had a textbook look on my face.
“I don’t know his personality yet.”
“Pururu.”
“It’s okay. I don’t look at personality, I just look at the face.”
When I spoke firmly, Queensbury nodded again as if she respected me.
‘If you’re going to live with it for the rest of your life, a nice face is important,’ she murmured with a pururu.
“The house is very well maintained, and they’ve got a lot of money.”
“Puff.”
“Good?”
“PurPuru.”
I felt pleased with Queensbury. If she had fingers instead of horseshoes, I was sure she would’ve thrown up double thumbs up.
“But the most important thing is…”
I lowered my voice, and whispered in Queensbury’s ear.
“We’re meant to be.”
“Puru?”
“Yes, fate.”
Wolfgang’s oldest son died at the early age of 22, according to the novel.
It was only slightly older than Aisha, who died at the age of 17, but it was clear that he was also born with more mana than necessary.
Therefore, we were destined to be together.
As each person has a strong ability, they would have a great influence on each other.
‘The saying rescue on both sides is probably used at times like this.’
I felt sorry for Mercedes, the male protagonist, but as expected, I should take care of this narrative.
First, I would have to live and see. The role of the deceased, who only left sorrow and tragedy behind, was an envoy!
At that time, Queensbury, who looked interested at the word fate, asked.
“Huh? How did we meet?”
“Purururu.”
“We haven’t met yet.”
“Puff.”
“He won’t even know that I exist.”
Have you ever seen the process of rapidly cooling interest in a horse’s expression?
I saw it, it was mysterious. It’s probably an experience I’ll never have again in my life.
“…Huff.”
“Huff? You just huffed, didn’t you?”
“Poohoo.”
“Oh, you keep laughing at me?”
Who are you calling a delusional stalker?! If you weren’t pregnant, I’d just…
It was then. The breathing sound that Queensbury, who was laughing at me, was making suddenly became strange.
“…Queensbury?”
“Puru.”
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
I jumped up, looked around, and realized.
Queensbury was wet underneath her, her amniotic fluid had burst.
I tried to get Tony to help right away, but I couldn’t because Queensbury shook her head and said she didn’t want that.
For a long time, we wandered around the barn as I encouraged her, then we’d sit down or lay down together.
As soon as the night’s stars were taken over by the dawn, the head of the foal finally popped out.
“Good job, Queensbury! You’re doing great! Just a little bit more!”
However, the foal’s body came out half way and got caught. Queensbury did her best, but staggered as if she was about to collapse.
Without time to think, I ran behind her and grabbed the foal.
Even though my strength wasn’t enough, I still pulled as hard as I could.
I pulled and pulled again, and Queensberry, who was looking at me sideways, let out a rough breath and gave me the last bit of her strength.
“A little… more…!”
Whoosh!
Finally, the foal popped out as if a tightly blocked water had broken through.
‘It was born! It was born! You’re both safe!’
I was covered with a lot of bloody amniotic fluid and secretions, but I was just so happy.
I ran to the end of the barn, leaving Queensberry behind, who was instinctively removing the umbilical cord and trying to lick her young.
I had to inform the person who was waiting for this news more than anyone else.
“Tony…!”
But my throat tightened, and my feet stopped moving.
I couldn’t even breathe.
Because I was facing eyes that were a much darker red than the blood I was covered with.
Outside the stables was a boy riding a bigger, blacker horse than Queensbury.
The way he looked down for a while against the dim light just before dawn was just like the Grim Reaper.
Oh, I thought it stung when I first encountered the magic from Wolfgang. The energy I felt from this boy was as hot as hellfire.
“Ignite.”
Unlike the fiery energy, his voice felt like it would freeze things around it with it’s coldness.
With that voice, the boy ordered his horse.
“Step on it.”
“Neigh!”
A horse the size of a house cried, and rushed towards my head.
‘Step on it.’
You’d easily step on me.
I never thought I’d be harmed by an animal since I entered this body.
Whereas I communicated with animals, the boy dominated the animals. Life was bound to accept the influence of domination faster than communication.
In the shadow of the dark horse, I closed my eyes helplessly.
Kwak!
“Levi.”
Instead of the pain of being trampled by hundreds of kilograms of horse, I felt a moderately stinging and familiar spell.
When I opened my tightly closed eyes, I could see a horseshoe that stopped in front of my face.
Hyuk. It was only then that I took a breath, and stepped back quickly. My face almost collapsed.
The solid muscular front foot floundered in the air several times, and barely landed on the ground.
I could see a boy well centered on the horse, and Wolfgang pulling on the reins, who’d appeared at some point.
I was surprised to see them all in one frame, and I knew I was right.
‘He looks like you!’
A talented young man. Wolfgang’s eldest son. The candidate for husband.
What did he call him, was it ‘Levi’?
The Levi Bastion, which I’ve been waiting for so long, turned his gaze to Wolfgang.
“…I’m back.”
“Okay.”
Was that it? In this situation?
As soon as the first greeting between father and son was over, Levi looked at me again.
“You look like a doll.”
Normally I would’ve felt pleased, but I couldn’t feel any emotions at all.
The fishy and sticky liquid mixed with cold sweat, and dripped from my head to the floor.
I didn’t expect this to be our first meeting.
‘No, before that… I didn’t know you were a child.’
Obviously, he was an 11-year-old, but I hesitated to call him a child.
What should I say?
While Wolfgang had a ‘Alpha wolf’ vibe like January. Even though they were the same type of demon, saying Levi felt more like the ‘Monster Under The Bed’ was more appropriate.
I could feel a vague sense of fear and dread, like I shouldn’t get too close.
Even if I ran away in a hurry, it felt like he’d chase me into my dreams and strangle me. Just like right now when he tried to crush me, and kill me without even blinking.
First, I took a deep breath. My heart and fingertips were still trembling.
‘One, two, three, four…’
I counted slowly in my mind.
It was a kind of spell that helped the horrible moments pass quickly.
My convoluted fears were slowly calming down.
But as soon as my nervousness disappeared, Levi pointed at me with his finger.
“I’ll kill you.”
“Huh…”
First it was an ‘attempted murder’, then it was followed by a ‘murder threat’.
I was so confused that my mouth was hanging open, then Wolfgang spoke up.
“Why?”
“I’ve never seen this face in the mansion.”
“Then it’s dangerous.”
“And she smells like Queensbury’s blood.”
“She might have hurt Queensbury.”
I mean, was there really a father-in-law candidate like that?
Instead of stopping him, she felt a great sense of betrayal at Wolfgang’s behavior.
I have to ask Sanchez to make a vegetable bomb soup for breakfast…
‘Hold on. The smell of Queensbury’s blood?’
It wasn’t just the smell of blood, she smelled exactly like Queensbury’s blood.
‘How did he know that? Was he really a monster…?’
While I was wondering, Wolfgang slowly spoke to Levi.
“But what if she didn’t hurt Queensbury, but helped her?”
Levi tilted his head as if he had never imagined that to be the case.
“Is that normal?”
“Probably.”
“Oh, it’s not maybe, but…”
Normally, if you’re covered in the blood and secretions of a pregnant horse, shouldn’t the possibility that you could have helped her naturally come first?
When I couldn’t stand it, I raised my hand and stepped in, Levi and Wolfgang’s eyes went to me at the same time.
Regardless of the atmosphere, the appearance of the two really was alike.
The other part was the color of their eyes, and the dot under it.
‘I don’t think they could shed a single tear, but they do have a dark tear mark.’
During the time I was comparing their faces and staring at them blankly, the horse under Levi whinied.
He didn’t seem to be feeling any guilt towards me, but he seemed to feel an urgent need for another reason.
Oh, were you the one?
After exchanging a brief look with the horse, I spoke with conviction.
“Hey, Ignite wants to go see his wife and baby as soon as possible.”
“…Baby?”
Levi, who had been staring into the darkened stable, jumped down from the horse.
As if Ignite had been waiting for just this moment, he ran into the dimly lit stable with a neigh.
From far away, I heard Queensbury welcoming whinny, and I could hear Ignite already crying.
While a tearful family reunion took place on one side, a dry family reunion took place in front of my eyes.
“It’s too early to be back.”
“Yes.”
“I heard you’d arrive around lunch time at the earliest.”
“Ignite looked anxious.”
“So, you came running all night long on just one horse?”
“Wasn’t there a shadow too?”
“That’s not important.”
“The closing ceremony ended the day before.”
“It’s not that either.”
Levi was answering mechanically to Wolfgang, who had his arms crossed, unsure about why he was in trouble.
Then, he said ‘Is it this?’ as if he was confused about the answers.
“…I’m sorry.”
“In what way?”
“I’m afraid my behavior has caused you some concern.”
“And.”
Confused that there was something else left, sweat dotted Levi’s brow. He was thinking hard, but he was like a puppet that had suddenly been overloaded.
Wolfgang, who had been staring at the figure, rewound the doll’s spool once.
“There’s someone else you should apologize to that’s right beside me.”
It was almost like feeding the correct answer.
Sure enough, Levi immediately looked at me with a blank look and said this.
“Sorry.”
“….”
“Then, I’ll go in.”
Without any time to respond, Levi bowed to Wolfgang and left.
As if he’d done his part. His steps were clean, bright, and confident.
It was simply incredible, my nose was stuffy, and I was speechless.
Wow, I’ve rarely done this before, but you’re really bad. Are you going? Are you really going? You almost killed someone?
‘…What the heck is that pretty trash?’
Wolfgang just shrugged at my sudden look of anger.
“Yeah, I told you so. It’ll be a long shot.”
In the midst of all this, a hateful smirk appeared on Wolfgang’s mouth.
How many years of imprisonment would it be if the Duke and his heir were crushed? I was ready to eat delicious beans and rice.
But I couldn’t really hit them, so I just have to foolishly follow along, looking down at my messed up appearance.
“Ha, haha…”
It looked like I was really going to be building a life with that guy.
Wolfgang rubbed his neck as if he’d just woken up from sleep, he looked better than most mornings, but he still looked tired when he asked.
“Are you giving up now?”
“Hahaha.”
“….”
“Hahahahahaha!”
I laughed endlessly instead of answering, and stopped at some point.
Wolfgang drew back involuntarily. He looked as if he was looking at a madman on a street corner.
I gave him as gentle and kind a look as I could.
“Father candidate.”
“…Yes?”
“The word give up is not in Aisha’s vocabulary.”
The sticky blood was starting to stiffen in my silvery-white curly hair.
I told you already. I was confident that I could do everything well on my own.
Whether it’s a cutie, who’s easy on people’s eyes. Or a crazy guy, who drives everyone nuts.
Wolfgang was truly a collection of my tastes.
Cold, decadent, and a sexy appearance, all condensed together.
For me, who’d only seen ‘warm-looking’ men all my life and preferred ‘cold-looking’ men, I had a textbook look on my face.
“I don’t know his personality yet.”
“Pururu.”
“It’s okay. I don’t look at personality, I just look at the face.”
When I spoke firmly, Queensbury nodded again as if she respected me.
‘If you’re going to live with it for the rest of your life, a nice face is important,’ she murmured with a pururu.
“The house is very well maintained, and they’ve got a lot of money.”
“Puff.”
“Good?”
“PurPuru.”
I felt pleased with Queensbury. If she had fingers instead of horseshoes, I was sure she would’ve thrown up double thumbs up.
“But the most important thing is…”
I lowered my voice, and whispered in Queensbury’s ear.
“We’re meant to be.”
“Puru?”
“Yes, fate.”
Wolfgang’s oldest son died at the early age of 22, according to the novel.
It was only slightly older than Aisha, who died at the age of 17, but it was clear that he was also born with more mana than necessary.
Therefore, we were destined to be together.
As each person has a strong ability, they would have a great influence on each other.
‘The saying rescue on both sides is probably used at times like this.’
I felt sorry for Mercedes, the male protagonist, but as expected, I should take care of this narrative.
First, I would have to live and see. The role of the deceased, who only left sorrow and tragedy behind, was an envoy!
At that time, Queensbury, who looked interested at the word fate, asked.
“Huh? How did we meet?”
“Purururu.”
“We haven’t met yet.”
“Puff.”
“He won’t even know that I exist.”
Have you ever seen the process of rapidly cooling interest in a horse’s expression?
I saw it, it was mysterious. It’s probably an experience I’ll never have again in my life.
“…Huff.”
“Huff? You just huffed, didn’t you?”
“Poohoo.”
“Oh, you keep laughing at me?”
Who are you calling a delusional stalker?! If you weren’t pregnant, I’d just…
It was then. The breathing sound that Queensbury, who was laughing at me, was making suddenly became strange.
“…Queensbury?”
“Puru.”
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
I jumped up, looked around, and realized.
Queensbury was wet underneath her, her amniotic fluid had burst.
I tried to get Tony to help right away, but I couldn’t because Queensbury shook her head and said she didn’t want that.
For a long time, we wandered around the barn as I encouraged her, then we’d sit down or lay down together.
As soon as the night’s stars were taken over by the dawn, the head of the foal finally popped out.
“Good job, Queensbury! You’re doing great! Just a little bit more!”
However, the foal’s body came out half way and got caught. Queensbury did her best, but staggered as if she was about to collapse.
Without time to think, I ran behind her and grabbed the foal.
Even though my strength wasn’t enough, I still pulled as hard as I could.
I pulled and pulled again, and Queensberry, who was looking at me sideways, let out a rough breath and gave me the last bit of her strength.
“A little… more…!”
Whoosh!
Finally, the foal popped out as if a tightly blocked water had broken through.
‘It was born! It was born! You’re both safe!’
I was covered with a lot of bloody amniotic fluid and secretions, but I was just so happy.
I ran to the end of the barn, leaving Queensberry behind, who was instinctively removing the umbilical cord and trying to lick her young.
I had to inform the person who was waiting for this news more than anyone else.
“Tony…!”
But my throat tightened, and my feet stopped moving.
I couldn’t even breathe.
Because I was facing eyes that were a much darker red than the blood I was covered with.
Outside the stables was a boy riding a bigger, blacker horse than Queensbury.
The way he looked down for a while against the dim light just before dawn was just like the Grim Reaper.
Oh, I thought it stung when I first encountered the magic from Wolfgang. The energy I felt from this boy was as hot as hellfire.
“Ignite.”
Unlike the fiery energy, his voice felt like it would freeze things around it with it’s coldness.
With that voice, the boy ordered his horse.
“Step on it.”
“Neigh!”
A horse the size of a house cried, and rushed towards my head.
‘Step on it.’
You’d easily step on me.
I never thought I’d be harmed by an animal since I entered this body.
Whereas I communicated with animals, the boy dominated the animals. Life was bound to accept the influence of domination faster than communication.
In the shadow of the dark horse, I closed my eyes helplessly.
Kwak!
“Levi.”
Instead of the pain of being trampled by hundreds of kilograms of horse, I felt a moderately stinging and familiar spell.
When I opened my tightly closed eyes, I could see a horseshoe that stopped in front of my face.
Hyuk. It was only then that I took a breath, and stepped back quickly. My face almost collapsed.
The solid muscular front foot floundered in the air several times, and barely landed on the ground.
I could see a boy well centered on the horse, and Wolfgang pulling on the reins, who’d appeared at some point.
I was surprised to see them all in one frame, and I knew I was right.
‘He looks like you!’
A talented young man. Wolfgang’s eldest son. The candidate for husband.
What did he call him, was it ‘Levi’?
The Levi Bastion, which I’ve been waiting for so long, turned his gaze to Wolfgang.
“…I’m back.”
“Okay.”
Was that it? In this situation?
As soon as the first greeting between father and son was over, Levi looked at me again.
“You look like a doll.”
Normally I would’ve felt pleased, but I couldn’t feel any emotions at all.
The fishy and sticky liquid mixed with cold sweat, and dripped from my head to the floor.
I didn’t expect this to be our first meeting.
‘No, before that… I didn’t know you were a child.’
Obviously, he was an 11-year-old, but I hesitated to call him a child.
What should I say?
While Wolfgang had a ‘Alpha wolf’ vibe like January. Even though they were the same type of demon, saying Levi felt more like the ‘Monster Under The Bed’ was more appropriate.
I could feel a vague sense of fear and dread, like I shouldn’t get too close.
Even if I ran away in a hurry, it felt like he’d chase me into my dreams and strangle me. Just like right now when he tried to crush me, and kill me without even blinking.
First, I took a deep breath. My heart and fingertips were still trembling.
‘One, two, three, four…’
I counted slowly in my mind.
It was a kind of spell that helped the horrible moments pass quickly.
My convoluted fears were slowly calming down.
But as soon as my nervousness disappeared, Levi pointed at me with his finger.
“I’ll kill you.”
“Huh…”
First it was an ‘attempted murder’, then it was followed by a ‘murder threat’.
I was so confused that my mouth was hanging open, then Wolfgang spoke up.
“Why?”
“I’ve never seen this face in the mansion.”
“Then it’s dangerous.”
“And she smells like Queensbury’s blood.”
“She might have hurt Queensbury.”
I mean, was there really a father-in-law candidate like that?
Instead of stopping him, she felt a great sense of betrayal at Wolfgang’s behavior.
I have to ask Sanchez to make a vegetable bomb soup for breakfast…
‘Hold on. The smell of Queensbury’s blood?’
It wasn’t just the smell of blood, she smelled exactly like Queensbury’s blood.
‘How did he know that? Was he really a monster…?’
While I was wondering, Wolfgang slowly spoke to Levi.
“But what if she didn’t hurt Queensbury, but helped her?”
Levi tilted his head as if he had never imagined that to be the case.
“Is that normal?”
“Probably.”
“Oh, it’s not maybe, but…”
Normally, if you’re covered in the blood and secretions of a pregnant horse, shouldn’t the possibility that you could have helped her naturally come first?
When I couldn’t stand it, I raised my hand and stepped in, Levi and Wolfgang’s eyes went to me at the same time.
Regardless of the atmosphere, the appearance of the two really was alike.
The other part was the color of their eyes, and the dot under it.
‘I don’t think they could shed a single tear, but they do have a dark tear mark.’
During the time I was comparing their faces and staring at them blankly, the horse under Levi whinied.
He didn’t seem to be feeling any guilt towards me, but he seemed to feel an urgent need for another reason.
Oh, were you the one?
After exchanging a brief look with the horse, I spoke with conviction.
“Hey, Ignite wants to go see his wife and baby as soon as possible.”
“…Baby?”
Levi, who had been staring into the darkened stable, jumped down from the horse.
As if Ignite had been waiting for just this moment, he ran into the dimly lit stable with a neigh.
From far away, I heard Queensbury welcoming whinny, and I could hear Ignite already crying.
While a tearful family reunion took place on one side, a dry family reunion took place in front of my eyes.
“It’s too early to be back.”
“Yes.”
“I heard you’d arrive around lunch time at the earliest.”
“Ignite looked anxious.”
“So, you came running all night long on just one horse?”
“Wasn’t there a shadow too?”
“That’s not important.”
“The closing ceremony ended the day before.”
“It’s not that either.”
Levi was answering mechanically to Wolfgang, who had his arms crossed, unsure about why he was in trouble.
Then, he said ‘Is it this?’ as if he was confused about the answers.
“…I’m sorry.”
“In what way?”
“I’m afraid my behavior has caused you some concern.”
“And.”
Confused that there was something else left, sweat dotted Levi’s brow. He was thinking hard, but he was like a puppet that had suddenly been overloaded.
Wolfgang, who had been staring at the figure, rewound the doll’s spool once.
“There’s someone else you should apologize to that’s right beside me.”
It was almost like feeding the correct answer.
Sure enough, Levi immediately looked at me with a blank look and said this.
“Sorry.”
“….”
“Then, I’ll go in.”
Without any time to respond, Levi bowed to Wolfgang and left.
As if he’d done his part. His steps were clean, bright, and confident.
It was simply incredible, my nose was stuffy, and I was speechless.
Wow, I’ve rarely done this before, but you’re really bad. Are you going? Are you really going? You almost killed someone?
‘…What the heck is that pretty trash?’
Wolfgang just shrugged at my sudden look of anger.
“Yeah, I told you so. It’ll be a long shot.”
In the midst of all this, a hateful smirk appeared on Wolfgang’s mouth.
How many years of imprisonment would it be if the Duke and his heir were crushed? I was ready to eat delicious beans and rice.
But I couldn’t really hit them, so I just have to foolishly follow along, looking down at my messed up appearance.
“Ha, haha…”
It looked like I was really going to be building a life with that guy.
Wolfgang rubbed his neck as if he’d just woken up from sleep, he looked better than most mornings, but he still looked tired when he asked.
“Are you giving up now?”
“Hahaha.”
“….”
“Hahahahahaha!”
I laughed endlessly instead of answering, and stopped at some point.
Wolfgang drew back involuntarily. He looked as if he was looking at a madman on a street corner.
I gave him as gentle and kind a look as I could.
“Father candidate.”
“…Yes?”
“The word give up is not in Aisha’s vocabulary.”
The sticky blood was starting to stiffen in my silvery-white curly hair.
I told you already. I was confident that I could do everything well on my own.
Whether it’s a cutie, who’s easy on people’s eyes. Or a crazy guy, who drives everyone nuts.
