The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 117



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“What’s that fishy smell?”

“It smells just like fish, doesn’t it?”

Hey, Gaeko, what is it?

Since they didn’t provide separate work clothes from above, all of our clothes started to smell like fish within a few days.

To take charge of this.

“Karl, since this is happening, we need to get the ledger from the injured party leader’s hands.”

“Okay. I’ll take care of it, so just stay here and hide.”

The sword that had been insisting on it walked out alone from behind the box.

“What are you?!”

“Why are you crawling out of there? Reveal your identity!”

Because it was night, they didn’t immediately notice the identity of the sword.

But to deal with the uninvited strangers, they took out their weapons one by one from behind their backs or waists.

No, that’s foul play! My servant is unarmed!

The black knife he always carried was hidden under the bed in his dorm room.

‘If I had known this would happen, I would have brought it… … .’

No, you can just bring it now.

After watching the sword start a somewhat disadvantageous fight, he decided to get his sword and crawled on the floor.

Even if I jump in to help, it’s obvious it won’t help.

I walked around the outer deck, got off the ship, and ran hurriedly to my quarters.

‘Hurry up, hurry up!’

He pushed the heavy bed mattress away with great difficulty and took out the sword hidden underneath it.

“Gasp, gasp… … .”

Even though that alone was exhausting and out of breath, he ran back to the ship without stopping, holding the sword tightly in his arms.

Beyond the distant flickering lights, I could see Carl’s arms being grabbed.

I hope nothing big has happened yet…!

As I crawled up onto the boat, a man with an axe was approaching the bound Carl.

“The guards! The guards have appeared!”

I gave my stomach a hard time and shouted loudly. Then the man with the axe stopped.

“What, what is it?”

“The security guards are here?!”

While the attention of the bandits and smugglers was distracted, I threw my sword with all my might at the sword.

“Take the knife!”

“Shasha!”

Carl called out to me with a surprised face and attacked the men who were holding him back, breaking free from his bonds.

And then he quickly picked up the sword I had thrown at him. It was a natural movement, like flowing water.

Slurp.

The knife, with its sharp blade out, gave a fierce warning to the men rushing towards me.

“If you touch my wife, you die.”

Father, wife?

Although they had been acting as newlyweds for a long time, it was the first time that Carl had directly referred to them.

I was always the only one who was worried about my husband.

‘Why are you embarrassed when Carl calls you like that…?’

I could feel my cheeks turning bright red. Fortunately, it wasn’t very noticeable on the outside because it was dark at night.

While he was clearing out the men closest to me, I crawled back across the deck and hid behind a box.

The sword-wielding man mercilessly cut down his opponents. Wherever he passed, men fell down one by one, screaming.

“Eww!”

“100 million!”

“Ugh!”

After some time, no more sound was heard from beyond the box.

Still, just in case, I held my breath and remained still, when I heard heavy footsteps approaching me.

“Shasha.”

Carl, who had cleared the upper box, poked his head out and looked down at me.

I was crouching down when I suddenly raised my face. The soft moonlight illuminated his sharp features.

“Carl! Are you okay?”

“Oh, you can come out.”

I approached Carl on shaky legs, my nerves released. My eyes widened when I saw the blood on his shirt.

“What, are you hurt?!”

“It’s not my blood.”

“Oh, okay then.”

I sighed in relief and glanced at the men sprawled out on the deck.

“Hey… … Ju, are you dead?”

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“Unless you want to be arrested for murder, you wouldn’t do that.”

“Phew, I worried for nothing.”

As I wiped the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand, Karl, who had been watching me, held out his ledger.

“Here, what you said.”

“Ah…! Thank you, Carl.”

He lowered his eyebrows as he accepted the wounded soldier’s ledger.

“You suffered because of me.”

“don’t mind.”

Carl, who had responded nonchalantly, soon raised the corners of his lips.

“It’s natural for a husband to listen to his wife’s wishes.”

“… … !”

The hand holding the ledger trembled. My ears felt hot.

He glared at her playful, handsome face and snapped at her discontentedly.

“You, you… are you kidding me?”

“No?”

Carl replied slyly, bending down slightly to look into my face.

“If you really want me to call you ma’am, then from now on when we’re alone, I’ll call you ma’am instead of master.”

“Okay, okay?!”

I hesitated and stepped back in confusion as the distance became closer. I turned my body halfway and said.

“Let’s go back quickly.”

“That must be it. Madam’s hair color is returning to its original color.”

Carl reached out and ran his hand through my hair, his fingers streaming out as the hair gradually turned from brown to silver.

It seemed like it had already been over 12 hours since I had taken the magic potion.

“Oh, really? Since we’re done with our work anyway, let’s just pack our bags and go.”

“good.”

We got out, leaving the fallen men on deck.

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The next day, the Robben Counts were turned upside down. It was because of a report from the upper echelons that had established themselves in the east.

“What? Not only were you raided last night and caught smuggling, but you also had your ledger stolen?”

The Count looked at his aide with a bewildered expression. The aide, who had received an urgent letter from above, nodded while sweating.

“It is said that spies disguised themselves as a newlywed couple and infiltrated the upper house. When we checked in the morning, they had already packed their bags and left.”

“shit!”

Viscount Robben slammed the desk hard. He was already in a bad mood because of his younger brother who didn’t keep his promises, and now he was causing trouble at the top level, so he couldn’t help but get angry.

Another letter arrived for him, grumbling. It was from Gwen Charophée.

“No matter what you say, I have decided to pass on my family and land to Shailene.

If you have any complaints, come down to Baekjakryeong. It would be best to come if possible. Otherwise, you will regret it.

“Gwen, you ungrateful thing…!”

The count, furious at the thought of being stabbed in the back by his younger brother, immediately set out for the earldom.

Of course, before that, he did not forget to give orders to find the spies named ‘Karl’ and ‘Shasha’ and retrieve the ledger.

‘Don’t make fun of me, Gwen. I’m not the same anymore.’

Viscount Robben’s eyes flashed.

While he was in the county, he planned to discipline his younger brother so that he would never again hear the words, “I will leave everything to my stepdaughter.”

But what greeted him upon his arrival at Count Charophet’s residence was… … .

“Hello, Viscount Robben. I am Shailene Charophé.”

It was her stepdaughter, Shailene, who had been acting strangely uneasy lately.

In fact, he is the most legitimate successor to the Countess of Charophet.

“Huh… … Gwen, what are you doing? What is the purpose of bringing Young Lady Charophe and me together?”

“… … You’ll know if you talk to Shailene.”

When the Count Robben asked in a bewildered manner, Gwen, sitting next to Shailene, answered in a very timid manner.

In Viscount Robben’s memory, the relationship between the two was not like this.

Although I knew that my younger brother had the upper hand, the situation unfolding before my eyes was the complete opposite.

The hierarchy between Shailene, who sipped her tea haughtily with her legs crossed, and Gwen, who fidgeted next to her, was clear.

“Your Majesty, I understand that my mother promised to hand Charophé over to you without permission. I’m sorry, but could you cancel that?”

Shailene smiled and made a polite request. But of course, Viscount Robben had no intention of accepting her words.

“Why should I do that? I know Young-ae signed a memorandum with my brother, but I also received the oath of the temple.”

“That’s why I’m asking you this. When I ask you nicely, just give up.”

Viscount Robben frowned at her gentle yet somewhat overbearing attitude.

“Ha! I’ve heard stories of people living in the capital with the Duke of Diat on their backs, but this isn’t it.”

He opened his eyes wide and glared at me with a fierce growl like a dog.

“I am also the head of a family! I thought I would cower and retreat at the words of a young lady like you… …!”

“Would you mind shrinking a little if this were up to you?”

Shailene took the ledger out of her bosom with a sad expression on her face.

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