Became the Hated Illegitimate Son of the Duke in Romance Fantasy - Chapter 64



64 – Chapter 64

“Stories, conversations, right.

Why do you call her mother, just like you used to call her, call her madam?”

My words bring the focus back to normal, and the man who was angry just now is gone, leaving only the gentle Duchess standing in front of me.

“I have a question for you. Would it be okay if I ask you just one question?”

“Tell me, the night is terribly long.

Now I can’t bother you all that time.

Ask any number of questions about one. I’ll think about it and give you an answer.”

I still think it’s bothering me enough, but by the standards of the Duchess, I don’t think this is bothering me.

hahahaha, compared to before, it’s much more sound, but sound.

“Thanks to you appointing me a teacher, the academy and whatever, saving the prince, going to the Faculty of Magic, adapting to the classes pretty well, and then going back to Belita…”

I tell the story incoherently.

There’s no need to talk about this.

Because it’s no different than just telling the stories that have happened so far.

Thanks to the screaming and fighting until just now, I can’t seem to organize my thoughts.

It was just dizzy.

“Anyway, if you hadn’t taught me something in the first place, there wouldn’t be any problems.

I’m rather curious. If you were just going to kill me….

Why did you assign me a teacher? Why did you send me to the academy?

Doesn’t that make sense in the first place? If you’re such a hateful person, it’s only natural that you wouldn’t give him even the slightest chance.”

Because it would be me.

What could be more stupid than making enemies you don’t need to make.

Ask about a story you’ve been curious about until now.

Because I thought I would be able to hear the answer when the relationship was closer to horizontal, even if it was a bit slanted, rather than a vertical relationship where one side looked down from above.

And, the duke hasn’t officially adopted her yet, and you won’t be able to hear the story except at this time when you don’t know exactly what will happen in the future.

Perhaps, I don’t know what the prince did, but anyway, that person will make me his successor.

And the question was easily solved.

The Duchess looked sad but answered with a hateful smile.

“That’s right, it’s more painful to know but helplessly suffer than to suffer unknowingly.

How could I have known that your mother and my father-in-law were lying around, really, even if I was as stupid as my daughter, I wouldn’t have noticed.

I would have thought he was just going there to comfort the poor. And to this day, I must have continued to be deceived.

I would have been really happy if I had. Every day would still be like a flower day. Why did I have to know that?”

I have spasms in my face.

Me too, the Duchess too.

Ah, from now on, I will live next to Xenia like a puppet. As soon as I thought that, I might have managed to get the blunderbuss that the assassin was holding and blow my head off.

It’s all settled now, though.

“If you, William, hadn’t been in danger of being shot in front of you, you would have lived a life tied to Xenia all your life and never been able to get married the way you wanted, even if you found a woman you love. It’s a pity. I mean. hahahaha, baby, I’m so sorry, isn’t it? Or I wouldn’t have been so scared by you.

hahahaha, God’s blessing, the damned imperial family always doesn’t give me a word of help.”

That’s right.

Actually, it happened when Misty was holding me and she was trying to talk.

If this hadn’t happened, I would have slowly withered away.

Thanks to the assassin who was targeting the crown prince, I met Belita as well, so at this point my life has changed completely.

Suddenly, an idea comes to mind.

When the dagger that this person in front of me gave me touched my wrist for the first time, I felt pleasure rather than fear.

Even though the red blood came up slightly, I still can’t forget the feeling of my skin cracking lightly.

Maybe that’s why, thinking that if I went any further, I might just die, so I threw away the knife I was holding in my hand.

I looked at the Duchess’s wrist with a thought that came to mind.

And sure enough, there are countless traces of wounds that have healed.

For this reason, even the Duke can’t help but be frightened when he sees my wife.

Now that I have more time, things I couldn’t see begin to show little by little.

“So, I wanted you to be like me.

You’re smarter than Xenia, and you’re smarter than Xenia, but you’ll put the memory of living your whole life being beaten up, being criticized, being bullied to the point where you’d rather die than put it in your damn smart head and forget it for the rest of your life. I thought about how painful it would be if I didn’t.

By the way, looking at you, I think that maybe I was the only one who suffered.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

At those words, the Duchess pondered.

“Baby, I feel sorry for you, but I resent you like crazy.

Why the hell were you born, I just want to say that.

Maybe I gave you a teacher because I was sorry.

I don’t know myself.

And, why on earth are you like me… I just want to say that.”

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If you ask what kind of resentment I have, what crime I have committed to torment me, the Duchess will answer just fine.

Because even you wouldn’t know exactly.

It’s just that I don’t like children of people I hate.

It must be too scary to resent the duke.

I had to find an easy opponent, and I would have been the right person.

If you think about how he held me while he was harassing me and cried out that he was sorry, he might have felt guilty.

And then he suddenly laughed and slapped me on the cheek.

Simply put, the Duchess is a manic-depressive madman.

“Maybe just that would have been enough. Did I really need to do that to you as well?

Why, Elena just left you in front of the orphanage, and after running away for a long time, she was caught by bullies who only took two gold coins, and stuck hard until she died.”

Did you throw it away, or did you try to save it somehow?

I don’t know, but the truth may only be known by the dead.

The Duchess grins as if she is trying to provoke me.

She then snapped her fingers and laughed, she said.

“Yes, my wife doesn’t even know exactly how the woman I loved so much died.

She’s just sad, she knows, of course she’s fake, but she got sick and died.”

Do you think I’m going to get angry like I just did?

But she’s not my mother.

That’s right, there’s no way there’s no mother for an orphan who’s spread all over the slums.

Although I bear a slight resemblance to the duke, it might just be a coincidence.

“So, do you think I’m going to get mad like you?”

“Then how would you behave, I wonder.

I wonder what you’re going to do to me when I went on a rampage, cursed and killed your mother.

Why, as you just shouted, you have no intention of killing Xenia anyway.

If you only have the favor of the handsome Crown Prince, wouldn’t you be able to do anything? Like cutting my throat. Things like that.”

That’s right, I can do anything as long as I don’t go against the prince’s heart.

If you do well, you might be able to tie Xenia, the Duchess, and the Duke together and kill them as they are.

Because there weren’t just one or two such precedents.

“I won’t do anything.

I told you, I’m not like you.”

“Nothing?”

The woman’s face collapses in vain.

A madman is also a human being, so he must have thought that others would do the same as he did, or that I would take some grand revenge.

But why the hell would I do that?

I’m a human who wants to die but doesn’t have the courage to die alone.

He’s a crazy person who thinks he’s weak or really weak, beats people, laughs, and then suddenly says he’s sorry.

Does he dare to give any kind of punishment to a human who is already struggling with pain himself?

If you want to be punished and receive it, it’s not a punishment, it’s a blessing.

“Ah, I might give a teacher or something to that new friend who just came into the mansion.”

“Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.”

The fire of the leaves in the pipe has gone down.

Light a stinky match and once again inhale the tobacco smoke deep into your lungs.

“What can a mean, ignorant illegitimate child dare to do?

That, too, to a mere insignificant woman who has been cheated on.

She’s a crazy woman who doesn’t even get her hands on anything, and all she has is her daughter, and she’s willing to stake even that.

It’s just that you live like this your whole life.”

The Duchess, who looked so frightened before her eyes, had long since disappeared.

Seaworm Just a distraught laughing clown sitting in front of me.

That too, his face hardened as he smiled.

“I hate to hear it.”

Having said that, the Duchess stiffened her face again and staggered from her seat.

I pushed myself against the wall, opened the door with difficulty, and started walking.

The intensely shared emotions are nowhere to be found, and only cool air surrounds the room.

And I laughed.