Lord Baby Runs A Romance Fantasy With Cash [EN]: Chapter 175

Echen stared intently at the two who didn’t answer.

A gaze of utter stillness.

Yet, it was a gaze almost impossible to bear head-on.

Finally, Nemiss spoke.

“That is, that’s… an indirect way of saying he feels unqualified as a lover, so, um一.”

*It just sounds like he’s making excuses while turning you down.*

I wanted to say 一.

But she was working hard to soften the blow for the merciless beast who was only now suffering the pangs of first love at his age.

*Ah, look at this tearful friendship and camaraderie.*

However.

“Unqualified?”

Echen’s left eyebrow cocked upward.

“Ru… Surah is unqualified, you say?”

*How dare they?*

Echen’s eyes darkened.

*‘No, why is he getting angry at that point….’*

Nemiss was dumbfounded.

“Isn’t there no need to overthink it? I don’t know what meaning you’re trying to find. He said he was a playboy himself, so he must be cheating.”

Unable to watch any longer, Baren spoke as nonchalantly as possible, shaking his head.

Nemiss, realizing Baren’s intention, quickly chimed in.

“I didn’t think of Surah that way either, but a playboy. I’m disappointed.”

“It’s better to give up on that kind of woman… no, it’s not even giving up. Just think you stepped in poop and forget about it. Well, it’s her private life, so it’s not my place to meddle.”

Baren clicked his tongue.

In the first place, weren’t they just involved in a business relationship?

It’s just that the contract has been going on for over a year, and they’ve been meeting so often that they’ve become personally close.

*‘…I thought Surah had feelings for the Commander, but I must have been wrong.’*

When she looked at Echen, Surah’s eyes sparkled and her cheeks flushed.

It was an emotion that was more visible to others than to herself.

In Nemiss and Baren’s eyes, Surah was definitely hopeless when it came to romance.

*‘I thought they looked pretty good together.’*

*‘If he were in a relationship, the Commander’s crazy personality would mellow out a bit.’*

Echen was the center of the mercenary group, but he couldn’t put down roots.

No, it wasn’t that he couldn’t, but that he wouldn’t.

He seemed like someone who would leave without regret at any time.

But after meeting Surah, they sometimes felt Echen’s walls crumbling.

Even those moments were only when he was involved with Surah.

*‘…But seeing Surah say that, there’s no hope.’*

*‘Even if Surah just said it without thinking, I don’t want to give our innocent(?) Commander to a playboy….’*

*‘Then it would be better to just give up.’*

“Hey! In times like these, it’s best to drink and forget everything!”

Baren thought that by doing so, the pain of heartbreak would disappear with the hangover.

*‘I can’t even imagine the Commander getting drunk and acting crazy.’*

*‘Come to think of it, hasn’t the Commander never even taken a sip of alcohol?’*

It was an uprightness that didn’t suit a rough mercenary.

*We can’t hand over such an upright and righteous(?) Commander to a playboy’s fish farm!* [A “fish farm” is a metaphor for a place where someone keeps multiple romantic partners.]

Baren and Nemiss exchanged glances.

If they drink together and soothe the wounds of heartbreak, Echen will open up to them!

It was just wishful thinking, but they didn’t know.

That reality is always closer to despair than hope.

“I didn’t think of you that way, Surah. You’re a bit too much.”

“Hey, it’s best not to get involved with that kind of woman in the first place!”

“Let’s just treat her officially as before. No, from now on, it’s better to just handle requests in writing.”

“Hmph, I feel sorry for the man who’s going to marry such a playboy一.”

“Now.”

A voice that seemed to flow from the depths of hell.

Baren and Nemiss’s words stopped abruptly.

“Are you saying Surah did something wrong?”

A red murderous aura flickered in Echen’s eyes.

Hic.

“N, no. That’s….”

*Isn’t it because he admitted he was a playboy himself?*

*Then is cheating a good thing?*

*Of course, it’s wrong!*

But they couldn’t say that out loud.

*Look at him going crazy just because they insulted his crush.*

Those eyes are real.

He really looks like he’s going to kill someone.

Life is precious.

Baren and Nemiss squeezed their parched throats.

“…I, I think she did well… maybe…?”

“Cheating… isn’t necessarily bad… um, maybe it’s not… I think I feel like it might be….”

*What the hell is my mouth saying?*

The two wanted to cry.

In the first place, weren’t they insulting Surah for Echen’s sake?

*‘That’s why people who give relationship advice are like….’*

Tsk, tsk!

They forgot that they had been sparkling with anticipation just five minutes ago.

“It’s not Surah’s fault for being a playboy.”

Echen said firmly.

“It’s the fault of the guys who seduced Surah.”

*Excuse me?*

*What kind of novel bullshit is that…….*

Nemiss and Baren’s faces turned strange.

“I’ll kill them.”

Crack!

The corner of the wooden table shattered in Echen’s hand.

“To dare to mislead Surah and falsely accuse her.”

Echen gritted his teeth at an unknown opponent.

*‘Ah, this wasn’t relationship advice….’*

*‘It was murder counseling. I knew it.’*

*‘Haha, that’s right. I thought it didn’t make sense from the beginning that the Commander was giving relationship advice….’*

Nemiss and Baren briefly escaped reality at the words that far exceeded common sense.

“Commander! Get a grip! Are you finally crazy?!”

“We’re the kind of guys who complete requests by any means, but we don’t kill people, do we?”

Echen tilted his head.

“What’s the difference?”

“Yes?”

“It’s the same thing to get blood on your sword anyway.”

“Murder requests are only accepted by crime guilds!”

The reputation of the Echesis Mercenary Corps was not created simply because of its high martial prowess.

They were popular because they refused requests that deviated from the righteous path, even if they were offered a billion gold.

“That’s the case with people.”

Echen wore a bitter smile.

“Is there a difference whether it’s the blood of a monster or the blood of a rattlesnake that dared to confuse Surah’s heart?”

*No, what kind of logically insane things are you saying?*

*That rattlesnake is also human, human!*

*It’s not even a real rattlesnake!*

*That’s wrong. I can’t communicate.*

*‘I was a little uneasy from the beginning that he never even glanced at any of the beautiful women.’*

*Once he falls in love, he’s a real psycho.*

*‘…At this point, I feel sorry for Surah, who is a normal(?) playboy.’*

*‘How did she get caught by this psycho?’*

Nemiss and Baren finally gave up.

*‘Oh well, I don’t know. He’ll take care of it.’*

They say you shouldn’t get involved in love triangles.

But.

“Deploy all of Echesis’s manpower to find the rattlesnakes’ whereabouts.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t touch them. I’ll exterminate the snakes myself.”

No, right now, the No. 1-ranked S-class mercenary group… even if you entrust them with an easy request, it costs at least half a year’s living expenses for a family of four….

*‘Are you going to use them for a love triangle?’*

They were beyond dumbfounded.

Echen nodded at the two who had turned to stone.

“What are you doing? Why don’t you start working?”

*‘…Should I just quit being a mercenary? I have a lot of money saved up.’*

For a moment, that thought crossed his mind.

“Commander, Surah might not like it.”

Nemiss was dumbfounded at Baren’s words.

*Right now, a crazy guy who’s going to kill the other guy because his crush is meeting another man will listen to that?*

But.

“She won’t like it?”

Wasn’t Echen panicking?

*‘…This is working?’*

“Think about it. First of all, isn’t Surah in a state of being fascinated by that two-timer… no, the rattlesnake? But if the Commander gets rid of that snake, of course Surah will hate the Commander.”

Echen’s eyes shook violently.

Seeing Echen in deep agony, Nemiss didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

“Then what should I do?”

“Isn’t it simple? All you have to do is captivate Surah’s heart so much that she forgets all about those rattlesnakes.”

“Captivate her heart….”

“Seduce her.”

“Seduce….”

Echen repeated after him, nodding his head.

*‘…Why? I feel like I’m teaching something bad to a naive child.’*

Baren clicked his tongue at the queasiness.

*‘Hey, how old is the Commander? I don’t know exactly how old he is, but he was an adult when I first met him….’*

*I guess it feels that way because I’m telling a hopeless romantic.*

Baren tried to shake off the queasiness.

Then, he exchanged glances with Nemiss and nodded.

“I think that’s the best way too. Seduce Surah and make her your prisoner.”

“My prisoner….”

“So that she won’t even look at other men!”

“So that Surah will only think about the Commander all day long!”

“Surah only thinking about me….”

Echen’s face began to go blank.

Seeing that, even Nemiss began to feel queasy.

*‘Why do I feel like I’m instilling strange ideologies in a child?’*

*Is it because he’s hopeless in love?*

*‘Anyway, we got through the crisis with this.’*

*‘I’m sorry, Surah. But what can I do? This psycho is your responsibility.’*

*‘I won’t call you a playboy anymore. You should have had fun before you got bitten by this psycho.’*

The two prayed for Surah’s soul in the distance.

It was something Surah would be upset about if she heard it.

Far from having fun, she had been a virgin her entire life, both in her past and present lives.

Chapter 29.

The Empress rose to greet Lady Aizelle as she opened the door and entered.

“Welcome. Are you feeling better?”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Thanks to Your Majesty’s concern. I ate the precious medicinal herbs you sent.”

The Empress gently brushed Lady Aizelle’s hair back.

“Hoo, your face has become half its size. I’ll have another medicine made and sent to you.”

“I am honored, Your Majesty.”

The Empress looked at Lady Aizelle with a gaze full of trust.

“Oh, by the way, have you met Sir Oris?”

“No, I was recuperating at the mansion, so not yet… But I heard that Sir Oris saved me.”

“Yes, isn’t he a truly wonderful knight?”

“I should thank him soon, but I’m sorry I haven’t been able to.”

“I separately investigated Sir Oris’s actions that day, and it was confirmed.”

The Empress, who was speaking absentmindedly, added.

“Ah, don’t misunderstand. I looked into it because I thought Sir Oris and Muriel Chavonne might be in cahoots [secret agreement or conspiracy].”

*Lie.*

*‘She investigated me because she suspected me.’*

Lady Aizelle smiled nonchalantly, thinking so.

“How could I question Your Majesty’s actions?”

“Huhu, not many people say that. But you are the only person who has proven that it is sincere.”

The Empress grasped Lady Aizelle’s hand.

“Lady Aizelle, how many times have you been tested for loyalty since you became my maid?”

“Your Majesty….”

“Each time, you showed extraordinary loyalty. Even this time, your life was in danger, but you did not break your trust with me.”

“It is the right thing to do.”

The Empress smiled at Lady Aizelle, who lowered her head calmly.

*Why didn’t I recognize such a precious gem sooner?*

She even felt sorry for thinking that her abilities were inferior to those of other maids.

“I will trust you at any moment. And I will also express my sincerity for the loyalty you have shown. Is there a position you like?”

This was tantamount to promising to raise Lady Aizelle to a high position.

“Ah, but not right now. You are my cherished confidante, so please stay by my side a little longer. I plan to use you greatly.”

“I, I am honored, Your Majesty.”

The Empress smiled at Lady Aizelle, who bowed her head.

Perhaps her face was full of emotion.

However, Lady Aizelle’s expression was far from emotional.

Rather, she was turning her head endlessly coldly.

*‘I’m glad I trusted the Princess and didn’t say anything. With this, the Empress will trust me no matter what happens next.’*

A person who promises the future with just a few words and uses people.

A person who recognizes her own value that she didn’t even know herself, and saves her even at the risk of not treating her as disposable words.

Isn’t it too obvious who to follow?

When she was imprisoned, Luatisha would never have come in person.

Even alone.

*‘She even played a play meeting with Young Master Kaishen and the fake Chavonne.’*

Thanks to that, she was able to completely avoid suspicion in two or three ways.

It’s a relief that it ended well, but that play was also something that could have put Luatisha in danger.

And above all, Lady Aizelle liked this job now.

Rather than simply working as the Empress’s close maid, her heart was full when she thought and decided for herself and confronted something huge.

A feeling of being alive.

“I don’t know whether to say it’s fortunate or not. Sir Oris doesn’t seem to have seen that the person who imprisoned you was Chavonne.”

“It would have been difficult to explain why Chavonne was imprisoning me. That’s good.”

“…I’m grateful that you think so. I can’t punish Chavonne right away, but I will definitely make her pay for imprisoning and torturing you.”

“I am honored, Your Majesty.”

It was then.

“Your Majesty, a guest has arrived.”

A court lady who opened the door with a knock informed the Empress.

“A guest? I didn’t call anyone… Who is it?”

“It’s Lady Chavonne.”

“……!”

Both the Empress and Lady Aizelle were momentarily shaken.

To think that Muriel Chavonne would come to the Empress’s Palace in person!

*‘It’s better this way.’*

Lady Aizelle calmed her mind and shone her eyes.

*‘The Empress completely trusts me. Today, I will find the fuse to deal with Muriel Chavonne.’*

If she finds it, Luatisha will definitely light it.

A fire that will never go out.