MDIJTOMOH CH 05

That embarrassing moment from earlier is coming back to haunt me?

But he was looking at me with a solemn expression.

It was as if he had no intention of moving until he heard my answer.

The gazes of the people around us were also fixed on me.

Their expressions seemed to say:

What’s with those round glasses? How dare she stand next to Sir Dylan?

What on earth are they talking about?

Why?

Was someone like me, with round glasses, not allowed to stand next to someone as amazing as Sir Dylan?

Usually, I could easily ignore people whispering about me.

But now my family was looking down on me, I was about to become homeless with nowhere to live…

With everything piling up at once, I suddenly became irritated, probably because of the alcohol.

Fine. I’ll make sure this pair of round glasses disappears quickly.

Besides, I didn’t have time to keep talking to Sir Dylan.

I needed to get away from here quickly and go propose to Tov.

I casually replied,

“It doesn’t have to be Sir Tov. I’m just planning to get married.”

“Ah…”

For a moment, Sir Dylan’s lips stiffened.

“Does it not matter who your marriage partner is?”

His eyes curved languidly.

Seeing Sir Dylan smile made my heart pound like crazy.

It felt as though the alcohol was hitting me with a delayed effect.

Unable to say anything, I found myself staring blankly at his beautiful face.

That was when—

A voice criticizing me came from somewhere in the distance.

Most of it consisted of things like:

Why is that clueless, round-glasses, messy-haired woman hanging around Sir Dylan?

She must be crazy. She’s bringing down his level.

At that moment, I came back to reality.

Right. Get a grip!

Right now, we just look like Beauty and the Beast!

You absolutely cannot get butterflies over Sir Dylan right now!

I desperately ignored those voices and answered Sir Dylan’s question.

“…I don’t really care who I marry, as long as there’s no reason that would disqualify them.”

I was only giving him a vague answer because I wanted to get away from this place as quickly as possible.

“Then would I be acceptable?”

“What?”

Had I heard him incorrectly?

Maybe because Sir Dylan was so expressionless, I couldn’t tell exactly what I had heard.

“I asked if I would be acceptable.”

Instinctively, I imagined what it would be like if Sir Dylan married me.

His social status was unquestionably secure.

There were plenty of rumors about him, but he didn’t seem like a bad person.

“If the marriage partner were Sir Dylan, I suppose that would be… okay.”

“I see.”

“Yes. Then, would you like to marry me?”

The moment I said those words, the pleasant haze of alcohol vanished completely.

Wow. No matter how drunk you are, there are some things you should and shouldn’t say.

I must be crazy.

I’ve completely lost my mind.

Even if I had mistakenly thought Sir Dylan was giving me an opening—

Proposing to this man was definitely going too far, wasn’t it?!

I hurriedly looked him up and down.

His thick throat bobbed.

His broad chest rose and fell.

And he had even raised his hand!

I hurriedly cleared my throat and shouted,

“I’m joking! If you don’t want to, then I’ll—!”

“…What?”

“…Then, if you don’t want to, I’ll marry Henry.”

“……”

“I’ll ma-marry Henry. I’m sorry.”

Although Henry had already rejected me, you never know.

There’s no tree that won’t eventually fall after being struck ten times.

If I struck Henry a hundred times by tomorrow—

Maybe he would accept me.

But the moment I said that, his vivid red eyes shook violently.

Am I hallucinating?

Then Sir Dylan whispered in a low voice,

“Let’s do it soon. The marriage.”

“What?”

“Not Henry. Me.”

The moment I heard those words, my vision began to spin.

Everything went black.

Dylan’s day was like a finely crafted pocket watch.

Every day proceeded in exactly the same way.

7:00 a.m.—wake up.

7:30 a.m.—read the newspaper.

8:00 a.m.—breakfast.

8:27 a.m.—forge his sword and armor.

Forging his sword and armor took approximately one hour and seven minutes.

Then, at 9:34 a.m., he began making his way from the knights’ residence, where he stayed and ate his meals, to the training grounds inside the Imperial Palace.

It took exactly sixteen minutes at his usual stride.

At 9:50 a.m., he arrived at the training grounds and spent ten minutes inspecting the other knights.

Then, after sparring with the knights for about an hour and a half, he had lunch.

That was Dylan’s morning schedule.

But today was different.

“Si-Sir Dylan? You’re not supposed to be here at this time…”

He walked past a knight who looked as though he had seen a ghost.

His grip on the object in his hand tightened even further.

Today, he had arrived at work a full hour earlier than usual.

And in his hand was something truly astonishing.

“Is that perhaps an o-offensive magical tool?”

It was the secret weapon he had prepared to deal with the unprecedented crisis that had suddenly erupted in his life.