Lord Baby Runs A Romance Fantasy With Cash [EN]: Chapter 289

Sid tapped my cheek and asked,

“What are you so engrossed in?”

“Nothing much.”

I shook my head and leaned against him.

His broad chest firmly supported my body.

His warm body temperature and firm, yet smooth muscles.

It wasn’t ‘Siddrihan the Prince’ but Echen, dressed lightly, so I felt him completely.

A pleasant scent.

He doesn’t seem to use perfume, so why does he always smell so good?

I rubbed against Sid, putting more weight on him.

But.

I flinched……!

I felt his abs tighten and twitch for a moment.

I tilted my head and touched them.

The firm, defined curves touched my fingertips.

A firmer feel than his chest.

But strangely, the twitching intensified.

His abs became even harder.

“……?”

Why is it getting harder?

I was pressing down out of curiosity when.

“Ugh…….”

Sid grabbed my hand tightly.

His veins bulged on the back of his hand with the force.

But his grip wasn’t strong enough to hurt…….

‘Why is he doing this?’

Puzzled, I looked up and saw Sid’s face was flushed red.

His lips were pressed tightly as if he was in trouble.

His brow was slightly furrowed.

“What’s wrong?”

“…….”

“……?”

Why isn’t he saying anything?

Puzzled, I tilted my head, and Sid’s eyelashes fluttered as he looked down at me.

“……No. I was just thinking someone might see us.”

He leaned his face towards me.

His gaze subtly brushed past me.

“It’s not that I dislike it…….”

His voice, slightly strained as if holding something back, was so soft it sounded like a whisper.

I looked at him with a puzzled expression and then realized.

‘Ah.’

Sid is in Echen’s form right now.

‘If someone sees us, they’ll think I’m cheating on Sid with another man.’

He worries about everything.

“Hey, who’s going to see us?”

Who else is here besides us?

I hugged Sid tightly.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, interlaced my fingers securely, and looked up at Sid with a grin.

Sid stared at my face for a long time and then muttered.

“……You’re wearing thin clothes.”

I looked down at my outfit.

The summer dress was naturally made of thin material.

But it wasn’t particularly thin. Rather, it was just right for the season.

Does it look cold?

“I’m not cold?”

If I had to choose between cold and hot, it was more on the hot side.

The sunlight shining through the leaves was still scorching.

“……Are you doing this on purpose?”

“Huh?”

I tilted my head at the incomprehensible words.

“Doing what?”

I asked again, but Sid’s eyes only narrowed, and his lips remained closed.

Hmm.

Looking at Sid’s face like this, somehow.

“Echen, you seem一.”

To be in pain.

Could there be something wrong with him?

“Are you okay?”

“……I’m not okay.”

Sid whispered and gently cupped my chin.

A deep, intense gaze.

Eyes that were strangely languid, as if submerged in water.

As if caught in a spell, I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

The moment I recognized my face trapped in his dark eyes, I realized.

I couldn’t help but realize.

“You have a fever!”

I quickly placed my hand on Sid’s cheek.

“Oh my, your cheek is hot.”

Come to think of it, the pounding heartbeat I felt from our touching bodies was also unusual.

Increased heart rate, elevated blood pressure, fever symptoms, and even pupil dilation.

‘What should I do!’

While I was holding Sid’s cheek, at a loss for what to do.

Sid leaned heavily on my palm.

He seemed resigned as he drooped and even closed his eyes.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

At my worried question, Sid slightly opened his eyes.

“……?”

For some reason, Sid looked at me with resentful eyes.

* * *

The next day.

Duke Paeraton’s residence.

Count Kandor reported to me with a stern face.

“The young lady was right.”

“I knew it.”

I knew it all along.

The first page of the document Count Kandor handed me had a picture of Crescentio attached.

“It’s not so much that I was right, but that Sid was right.”

I was just repeating almost exactly what Sid had told me the day the Emperor collapsed.

‘……Of course, I have no intention of following Sid’s plans after that.’

“What are you planning to do?”

“What else? We have to screw him over.”

“……I thought you would say that.”

But why is he sighing?

I looked at Count Kandor with suspicious eyes.

“Please refrain from such language in front of my son.”

“Azl is much older than me.”

“……His soul is much purer than the young lady’s.”

Tsk.

I can’t argue with that.

“The current problem is that any troop movement will cause trouble.”

“Yeah, with His Majesty bedridden, any military movement would be like saying, ‘Please arrest me.’”

Moreover, since the opponent is Esteban, negotiations won’t work.

“So, we have to move secretly, stealthily.”

“Are you thinking of using the WBD [presumably a secret organization or group]?”

“No. There’s a high chance that it’ll get back to Dad. And if I’m in danger, they’ll stop everything and come to me.”

I had ordered them to protect Tyriel last time, but when I was trapped in the soil, all the manpower came to me without exception.

If it hadn’t been for Cain’s help, I wouldn’t have been able to save Tyriel in time.

“That’s only natural. The WBD and SSS [another secret organization] did well.”

At his firm words, I pouted.

“And shouldn’t you inform the Duke and the young masters? You promised the Duke last time that you would tell him if you were doing anything dangerous.”

“Raising children never goes as planned. That’s why it’s so hard.”

“…….”

Hey, could you not look at me like such an unfilial child?

My K-Confucian girl’s heart is collapsing [referring to a strong sense of filial piety rooted in Korean Confucian values].

“What do you think will happen if I tell them?”

“You might get help. If even one or two of the young masters join you一.”

“Help? Are you serious?”

After thinking for a moment, Count Kandor nodded.

“……I misspoke.”

“It’s a good thing Crescentio won’t die right away.”

“Yes, I forgot about their foolishness and thought of them as normal people. My mistake.”

“…….”

Hey, could you not talk about other people’s families like that?

“Then what are you planning to do? It’s a dangerous task, so there’s a high possibility of armed conflict.”

“Don’t worry. Sid has agreed to help me.”

“His Highness Siddrihan? But right now, His Highness is…….”

Count Kandor trailed off and spoke to me with a serious face.

“As the young lady is well aware, His Highness Siddrihan is currently being watched by Crown Prince Esteban.”

“I know. The moment Esteban finds out that Sid has left the palace, he’ll rejoice.”

Saying he’s found an excuse to frame Sid for treason.

“Even if he disguises himself and comes out without being detected, the moment they realize that the Crown Prince is not in the palace, it’s over.”

“I told you not to worry. I’ve prepared for that.”

“……Haa, I understand.”

Count Kandor nodded and stepped back.

He’s worried and frustrated that I’m not telling him properly, but one way or another, he trusts my judgment.

But what should I do?

‘Sorry.’

Actually, all those words are lies.

Sid told me not to move alone and to always move with him.

‘But I’m planning to go alone.’

But the moment I tell him honestly, Count Kandor will insist that he has to break my legs to keep me from leaving the house.

‘He’s not usually like this, but once he snaps, there’s no stopping him.’

He’s not the head of the Council of Elders for nothing.

He’s a complete old fogey.

Anyway, if Count Kandor makes such a fuss, my family will flock to me, and they’ll listen to the whole story and start trying to stop me, and then my heart will weaken, and then…….

Hmm.

‘It’s doomed, haha!’

It was a refreshing conclusion.

‘It’s not like I’m doing this without any measures.’

I brought up the status window.

Then, a work of art made of numbers and letters floated before my eyes.

– Current Cash: 2000 Cash Tickets, 5000 Cash Tickets, 10000 Cash Tickets x5, 50000 Cash Tickets

‘Kuh……!’

It was a list that made my heart swell just by looking at it.

There’s no more Cash beggar who used to cower with not even 50 Cash, let alone 100 Cash!

I am now a Cash millionaire!

‘With two additional rewards here.’

I smacked my lips.

* * *

After sending Count Kandor out and being alone, I straightened my posture.

I had to perform a solemn ritual to draw Cash from now on, so I had to purify my mind and maintain a proper attitude.

‘Please let the Cash come out well.’

After offering a prayer, I brought up the Cash window with a pounding heart.

‘Let’s go strong from the first round.’

There’s no need to be hesitant and weak.

I’ll draw from the 50000 Cash Ticket first!

[Using 50000 Cash Ticket.]

[Congratulations!]

Please!

[Won 5000 Cash!]

“…….”

Are you kidding me?

How can 50,000 become 5,000?!

When I spin the 1000 Cash Ticket, 100 Cash comes out.

Are you deliberately matching the ratio?

Who are you teasing?

I dry-washed my face at this incredible result and calmed down.

Anyway, I was in a desperate situation for Cash right now.

‘If it comes out like this again, I’ll die.’

[Using 10000 Cash Ticket.]

[Congratulations!]

‘I have to screw over Clattier!’

[Won 10000 Cash!]

Huh……?

I widened my eyes at the unbelievable number.

‘Is it, is it real?’

Did my desire to screw over Clattier gather the energy of the universe?

It was then.

[Jackpot!]

What?

[Congratulations!]

[You hit the jackpot!]

[The winnings are doubled due to the jackpot effect!]

The mini-me devil scattered confetti from the roulette wheel.

‘T, then 20000 Cash?!’

The pain of 50000 Cash becoming 5000 Cash in an instant was forgotten.

‘Oh, wait a minute.’

For the record, I don’t believe in superstitions.

Nevertheless, when I was young, I only stepped on the white lines when crossing crosswalks, and when the computer froze, I didn’t fix it mechanically (?), but just hit it once, and if there was a phrase ‘Today’s Horoscope’ on the internet, I would find my zodiac sign and read it once.

I swallowed hard and prepared to spin the 10000 Cash Ticket again.

‘It has to come out well!’

[Using 10000 Cash Ticket.]

[Congratulations!]

‘In order to screw over Clattier……!’

[Won 10000 Cash!]

“……?!?!?!?”

It works?

Clattier, your existence is……!

Is it a sweet potato [a metaphor for something frustrating or annoying] that even the Cash-drawing god recognized!

* * *

Crescentio pressed down on his robe.

‘I don’t know why I’m doing this.’

He felt like he was just making trouble for himself by coming here.

Of course, it was a situation where he couldn’t just stand by and do nothing一.

“Priest.”

His thoughts were interrupted by a soft voice.

When he turned around, the woman slightly lifted the robe she was wearing and smiled at him.

Her blonde hair sparkling under the sunlight and her verdant green eyes like new greenery were freshly revealed.

Shuriel put on her robe again.

“I’m really happy that you, of all people, Priest Crescentio, would ask to meet me separately like this.”

“……Let’s move to another place first.”

At those words, Shuriel gave a deep smile.

“I’ll guide you to a very secret place.”