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“That bitch. “She came out very impudently dressed.”
Meanwhile, Tedric muttered to himself and gritted his teeth.
Originally, Tedric was only supposed to be able to attend the Grand Duke's birthday banquet, but Viscount Lilius convinced the courtiers to allow him to participate in the hunting competition as well.
The brief moment when he felt like he was about to explode from the pleasure of power did not last long.
As soon as Tedric caught sight of Tulia Frieza, curses immediately rose to the back of his throat.
It's been about three months since Tulia Fraser betrayed her parents.
It seemed that that crazy woman had chosen the Marquis House twins as her supporters.
The tall, silver-haired boy walked beside Tullia.
"Lizian Fraser. Look at that bumbling bastard strutting around triumphantly."
Even though he was cursing like this inside, he couldn't say these words out loud.
The nobles of the Briang Empire strove for perfection.
The higher they rose in the high nobility, the more acute was this tendency.
By their standards, Lycian Fraser's stuttering defect was fatal.
Despite this, Lycian Fraser often received love letters from many ladies and noblewomen.
“All thanks to his beautiful face.”
Silver hair that seemed to emanate pale moonlight.
A beautiful, perfectly proportioned face and clear light green eyes that reflected light like a mirror made Liziane Fraser look like an angel descended from heaven.
“His act of being virtuous is also disgusting.”
It would have been better for someone like this to be born among the common people rather than as the eldest son of the Marquis of Fraser House.
With his beautiful face alone, he would have been perfect to be used as a lover for a noble lady for a few years in his youth before being abandoned.
It was infuriating that even someone with a stutter would be considered more senior than him just because he was a young master of the Marquis House.
While he could ignore Tullia to some extent because she was younger than him, there was no possibility of that with Lycian Fraser.
It was then, while Tedric was shaking with anger and a feeling of inferiority.
“My brother Tedric.”
A voice calling his name.
"What happened while I didn't see you? Why did you lose so much weight?"
Only then did Tedric turn his gaze away from Lycian and Tullia.
Keynes Fraser was standing there.
Although he was the son of Count Nigella Fraser, he was actually born out of wedlock, so strictly speaking, he was his inferior, the rightful heir to the Viscount.
The illegitimate son of a count, who is lower in rank than the son of a viscount.
When Ken Fraser looked at him with worried eyes and showed his interest, Tedrick's mood finally improved a little.
"I wasn't eating well. There were some problems."
Tedric did not utter a single word about the humiliation he had been subjected to by Tullia.
The same was true for Viscount Lilius and Aubrey, so Count Nigella Fraser was more or less alone in knowing what happened during that time.
“Uncle Nigella must not have told him that separately.”
Tedric's mood became a little more generous.
“Actually, I became like this because of that bastard Tulia.”
"Huh? Because of Tulia Fraser? Why?"
Caines asked Fraser with rabbit-like eyes.
“She was always the type who couldn't even say a word in front of you, brother.”
"exactly!"
Tedric felt as if he had swallowed a refreshing drink. His chest, which had always felt stuffy and stuffy, was finally clear
True.
She was that kind of woman.
A mean woman who always watches her father's mood
Even when she couldn't control her personality and attacked him, in the end she was biting her lips hard and shedding tears as she apologized for her mistakes when her mother scolded her.
She was just a bad woman in that situation, but somehow their positions were completely reversed.
“Tulia Fraser has a bad reputation. Her character is even worse. She told me that she did not have a single friend in the high society of the Grand Duchy, and I still remember that.”
Hearing Ken Fraser's words, Tedric felt a slight twinge of guilt within him.
But only a little.
Tullia was the only Fraser woman to reside in the Grand Duchy.
Under normal circumstances, women her age would have been desperate to be friends with her, and she should have had dozens or hundreds of followers.
It was his parents who cleverly prevented this.
“But still.”
Even if they had given her opportunities, with her violent and reckless personality, she wouldn't have been able to make a single friend, right?
Tedrick easily explained it this way and told Keynes.
"You don't know how cunning and cunning that bitch is. My grandfather issued a ridiculous order to imprison me."
“What? How could he do that to you, his cousin?!”
It was Keynes who got excited instead.
“So this is why you are suffering so much psychologically, brother. You have lost weight and your muscles as well. I thought you had a serious illness and came running in a state of panic.”
“…Fuck her. Because of that bitch.”
After Keynes's words, Tedrick began to worry about his appearance again.
Strong muscles.
Well defined shoulder lines.
Thick, strong thighs and elegantly elongated legs
This type of physique was the desire and pride of the noble men of the empire.
Except for the elderly nobles, young nobles like him put great effort into building and maintaining an excellent physique.
But during that time, he only flipped every meal that was cold.
Due to the confinement order, he was unable to participate in any swordsmanship lessons.
Unlike the main castle where warm water filled the bathtub with just a gesture, this dilapidated warehouse only had one or two servants inhabited, and boiling water took a long time.
exercise? He will freeze to death.
He was about to freeze to death while exercising, so what could he do!
In the end, Tedrick had to show up at this huge social venue called the Hunting Contest with such an ugly body.
With O'Prey having expensive new hunting clothes decorated with lots of gold thread, he figured they would provide some camouflage.
But listening to Keynes now, it seems that was not the case at all.
He felt so embarrassed and angry that he wanted to wrap himself in a cloak and hide his body immediately.
Especially since Tullia's older brothers, those damned twins, had bodies that represented ideal models of male nobility, which made him even more angry.
They were already far superior to him, who was only the heir to the title of Viscount.
To crush him like this?
And in this huge hunting competition where it seemed like every noble in the Grand Duchy had gathered?!
The hatred and anger that piled up layer after layer as I shivered in the old bedroom of that shabby warehouse.
His insides boiled and escalated until they reached the breaking point.
Suddenly he realized it.
Yes.
This is correct!
This was not a place where he alone should be humiliated
Unlike Tullia who had no parents, he had parents who loved and supported him.
Thanks to this, Tullia's reputation remained at rock bottom.
Negative rumors about him did not spread widely.
Fans always have expectations.
How many nobles in this place were secretly hoping to see that annoying girl Tullia being humiliated, to witness such a scene?
Tedric, who knew the nature of nobles well, smiled wryly.
“Brother? Why are you laughing suddenly?”
“Kens, that bastard Tullia, should we teach her a lesson?”
“Huh?”
“Honestly, you find the Marquis family members annoying as well, don’t you?”
“Okay... but...”
He didn't seem to like the idea of attacking Tullia when the twins were together.
“That's why he's just such a contemptible scoundrel,” I thought, but I needed allies right now.
“I've thought of a way. Just trust me and follow me.”
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While Lycian left my side to follow the adult nobles to hunt.
I was slowly counting the number of people
I wonder how many courtiers there are in total in the Grand Duchy.
No matter how I look at it, it was a really huge crowd.
It was surprising that all these people were nobles.
“My eyes are in for a wonderful visual treat.”
Whether they were noblewomen or noblewomen, they all attended wearing luxurious clothes.
Well, the Grand Duchy of Fraser was famous for its rare banquets.
“There is currently no hostess at the Grand Ducal Palace to host banquets.”
Grandma, who was the Grand Duchess?
She died.
Next in line, the Marquis's wife, Tullia's mother?
She died.
Next in line, Marquis Tullia's daughter?
She's a scoundrel.
“…”
“Tshh.”
When Viscountess Aubrey held household power, she at least regularly held tea parties and small balls.
But O'Pray is now in dire straits.
It wasn't like I had internal authority either, and it seemed that Viscount Lilius, who barely had internal authority on his own, was so busy thinking that he didn't have time to pay attention to the banquets.
Grandpa's birthday party this year might be a little modest.
Since there is no substitute for the hostess to prepare the feast.
Even Rock and the advisors were absent on a land inspection mission with Grandpa.
Although Grand Duke Fraser's household had countless servants including a butler, the difference between having a hostess to direct the preparations and not having one was huge.
“The grand banquet hall, where the Christmas party will be held, is still not in order yet.”
Compared with the exquisite appearance of the current fishing competition, it will look shabby.
Why is that bastard Viscount Lilius so mean and contemptible?
It was Viscount Lilius who had set up today's hunting competition.
While he was busy, if he had put Grandpa's birthday banquet together, he could have thrown a very decent party.
Viscount Lilius deliberately pretended not to know about the preparations for my grandfather's birthday party. I was extremely disgusted by his petty behaviour.
To call such a thing a son.
Perhaps when Grandpa returns, only then Rock and his advisors, confirming the state of the Grand Banquet Hall, will hurriedly prepare.
Couldn't the preparation of the Christmas feast be entrusted to Adel instead later?
Our Adel product works well, and…
Anyway, she and Rock are siblings.
I hope the matter will be resolved well later.
The Head Maid taking charge of the main affairs of the main castle means that my position will also rise to a higher level.
I was laughing with selfish thoughts as I took my steps slowly.
Knock!
A fast arrow stuck dangerously close to my feet.
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