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“Oh my God, this is unbelievable.”
I turned my gaze as I sat in the reception room.
“Are you planning to spoil my appetite for lunch and dinner as well?”
What will come first – the day I get used to his provocations, or the day Leon Fraser agrees to my deal?
I prefer the second option.
Currently, I sipped the herbal tea that the servant brought earlier without saying a word.
“Are you ignoring me now?”
Even as he strutted towards us, every word he spoke was provocative.
Without changing my facial expression, I asked Leon Fraser to come back.
“Was that directed at me?”
“Who else?”
“I thought you were talking to yourself.”
“Talking to myself?”
I put down the teacup and said.
“Surely no one would speak to his family in such a provocative tone.”
“Ha.”
Leon Fraser sat across from me, crossed his legs, and leaned forward.
"Hey."
“What now?”
“You're not Tulia Fraser.”
"…What?"
For a moment, I felt like my heart stopped for a moment.
Leon Fraser said seriously, clasping his hands together.
"Normally, you would be acting like a crazy, wild horse by now. Or maybe you've gone completely crazy and become normal."
“…”
I was startled, but he looked so serious in his contemplation, it was ridiculous.
As if Leon Fraser didn't like how I was frowning at him, he frowned too.
I expected him to start another fight.
“So, why did you come to my room?”
The words that came out were surprisingly normal.
right.
Let's quickly complete the mission and leave. Let's get out of here.
She placed the basket she brought on the table.
"What is this."
I blocked Leon Fraser's hand as he extended it normally, albeit with a wary expression.
The way he flinched as if he'd been touched by an insect the moment my hand touched him was really infuriating.
Ten thousand coins. Ten thousand.
I repeated the impossible number over and over while forcing my lips into a smile.
“First, if you have a personal doctor.”
“Yes, I do.”
“Well done. Can you call him first?”
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“Oh my God! Isn’t that wood flu? No, that’s the golden lily grass! Oh my God, even the thousand-year snow leaves…!”
When we called Leon Fraser's personal physician, I didn't need to explain anything.
He got excited on his own as soon as he saw the basket I brought.
“Where did you get these precious medicinal herbs...”
“My grandfather gave it to me before. I was very sick.”
“Absolutely. Only someone like Grand Duke Fraser could gather such precious medicinal herbs in one place. Oh my god, oh my god...”
I glanced at the personal doctor jumping here and there like a fanatic, then looked back at Leon Fraser.
Leon Fraser.
He seemed embarrassed by his personal doctor.
Of course, he quickly regained his composure as soon as our eyes met.
“What, did you come to show off what you got from the Grand Duke?”
“Personal doctor.”
“Yes, Miss Tulia!”
She completely ignored Leon Fraser's words and smiled.
“On the basis that you use all those medicinal herbs.”
“Gasp.”
“Can you completely heal Leon’s cheek in three days?”
"Oh, my God."
Leon Fraser's personal doctor took several deep breaths.
Leon Fraser, who was making trouble with me moments ago, could no longer maintain his composure, and ran both hands through his hair.
Besides a faint cry of “Oh, my God,” the embarrassment was clearly visible.
“…Okay. Even my personal doctor shuddered when he saw the medicinal herbs my grandfather gave me.”
How do I express that?
Is that basket a thousand-year dreamland or an eternal treasure island for doctors?
“Personal doctor?”
"Sure. It's possible."
Leon Fraser's personal doctor said confidently, his eyes burning with a sense of mission and personal intellectual greed.
I turned my gaze to Leon Fraser and asked him.
“Did you hear that?”
"I have ears, so I heard. But why?"
“This cheek is getting darker and darker now, you know?”
“So, what do you care if my cheek turns black or burns?”
“Why does this matter?”
I rolled my eyes and looked up.
“Do you know that the immediate family members will arrive one by one the day after tomorrow, you foolish second son?”
“...Stupid, what?”
Since “embracing the wounds” was impossible, I decided to strive for “honesty” a little more.
As a result, my words became few.
A little harsher, but since Leon Fraser had not yet reached the level of grabbing me by the collar, I decided to stick with that tone.
“Who but Lycian in this castle could leave you this kind of wound?”
"…no one."
"Isn't it? Nobody?"
Lisian was always the top student at the academy level.
But I knew very well from that that when it came to swordsmanship, that bastard Leon Fraser was always number one.
“We don't really have a father or mother.”
“…”
“Do we really need to show the other relatives that something happened between you and Lycian?”
“…”
“Let's be honest with each other.”
I took a sip of cold tea and said.
“You also vaguely know that our relatives don’t like us very much.”
This statement was half a gamble.
Indeed, in, neither Lallius, nor Tedric, nor O'Bray.
They didn't appear to be evil people.
Since the game itself was a reverse harem-themed romance simulator, the system when raising Kuriko was more focused on relationships with the male protagonists and building Kuriko's reputation and wealth.
So it is likely that the Lilius family strongly disliked Tullia.
However, unlike Tullia, who was rumored to be a child born from the Marquis's wife's affair with another man, the twins were definitely the children of Marquis Aster Fraser.
"Since they were certainly of their own breed, perhaps they disliked them less. Or perhaps they were proud of them."
If that were the case, Leon Fraser would think I was trying to sow discord instead.
Leon Fraser.
What will he answer?
“…”
It was as silent as ice blocks floating on water.
Neither completely submerged nor frozen.
An atmosphere of silence that is strangely subtle but somehow transparent.
At that moment, I had a premonition that there would be no lie in the answer that was about to emerge.
Leon Fraser, who was staring at me quietly, slowly opened his mouth.
“Are you really like that?”
“…”
“Tulia Fraser?”
For a moment, the tension strangely eased. I looked away.
“Personal doctor.”
“Yes, Miss Tulia.”
Maybe because I showed him a basket full of precious medicinal items that most nobles couldn't even dream of.
The private doctor was looking at me with unusually sparkling eyes, as if he were seeing the goddess of pharmacy and medicine.
I asked him.
“Did that kid Leon Fraser get hit in the head too?”
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Knock knock.
Knock knock knock.
Knock knock knock knock.
When Lisian heard a serious knock on the door, she raised her head as she read a book.
When Lisian pulled the bell rope, a clear bell sound rang out, indicating that it was safe to enter.
squeak.
The door opened and Leon Fraser entered.
Since that day in the library, this was the first time the two had met alone.
“Hyung.”
Leon Fraser approached with his usual indifferent attitude and sat down on the sofa.
Then he said the following.
“Lend me some money.”
This was something Lysian had never expected.
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