The Villain Changed the Ending

019 The meat-eating fiancee

*****[Marquis Petri]*****

“… It seems that you understand the system of orders properly, and it doesn’t seem like you are following the instructions of the head butler or civil servants in responding to my words. was literally an underling. It just didn’t look like someone was moving the rope behind him.”

Marquis Petri touched his forehead while listening to the civil servant’s report.

“Is the report about the five-year-old right now? No one is controlling it from behind, so such actions are possible? Could it be that the duchy is faking his age?”

“… Marquis.”

yes i know

I knew full well that I was talking nonsense.

But the report you’re doing now doesn’t make much sense.

Marquis Petrie murmured, pressing down on his throbbing forehead.

“So you mean that a five-year-old child thinks and acts on his own, and the subordinates around him follow and act? Did you hear that right?”

“… That’s right.”

“Haa. Are you really sure that the ducal family is not faking their age?”

“Marquis.”

“…”

“I’m really five. I don’t know if I’m faking a four-year-old as a five-year-old. Never the other way around.”

“ha.”

“And… wouldn’t it be the same if he cheated? Six or seven years old, that’s hardly appropriate for a child of that age.”

“…”

Marquis Petri nervously tapped the desk.

After hearing the news that the duke had suddenly changed, they tried to find out in each room, but they could hardly catch any information about Oscar.

First of all, he is a five-year-old child.

It was only natural that he hadn’t even come out of the children’s residence, let alone an official position.

‘What the hell is going on?’

At first, I thought it was treason within the duchy.

However, there was no talk of a major duel or war taking place in the ducal family.

‘It’s a completely unknown story.’

At least in order to find out who the manipulator was behind the young head of state, the civil servants were dispatched and the reports were exchanged several times, but everyone was unanimous in saying the same thing.

A five-year-old child is the one giving the orders.

Does that mean that the person in the back is adorning the surface well, or is it really…

The Marquis shook his head.

Anyway, there is no doubt that the people who came with the young duke are important.

“Respond thoroughly to the head of the butler, the captain of the escort, and the civil servants who came with the duke. Do not treat them carelessly. It is impossible to know who is holding the young duke.”

“All right.”

Hearing the civil servants’ answers, the Marquis averted his gaze.

“Is Catherine ready?”

At the words of the Marquis, the civil servant waiting in the corner bowed his head.

“I know it’s almost done.”

“It’s almost done! I heard that the duke has already passed through the castle wall, but what if I say it’s almost done!”

“Since the lady is still young, she seems to be reluctant to wear clothes that tighten her body. The nanny and maids are said to be having a hard time.”

The Marquis let out a long sigh.

After the sudden change in the duke’s family, nothing was easy.

“Tell her to keep in mind that Catherine’s job is to show up. She’ll just show her face and walk away. You’ll have to be careful that she doesn’t open her mouth.”

Catherine is a stubborn child.

He has a lot of greed for his own things, so once he gets his hands on something he likes, he won’t give up and won’t let it go even with corporal punishment.

I heard that the nanny and his wife were having trouble because no matter how strict he was, his personality couldn’t be cured.

This time, she was trying to find out about the duke’s situation under the pretext of meeting her fiancé, so it was enough for Catherine to come out for a while.

A child with such a personality would not go unnoticed.

‘It would be nice if that tendency faded as I grew up.’

My mother is a mature and obedient type, but I don’t know how such a child was born.

When I think of Catherine, my stomach hurts.

“Anyway, tell them to hurry. I’m going to meet the Duke now.”

Marquis Petrie let out a long sigh and moved on.

A separate pony was prepared for the young duke Oscar.

Since last year, people have been sent to various places to find decent ponies, and the timing was right.

In case he would be bored, he gathered a few children from the Marquis family who were about 10 years old, so the young duke was fully entertained.

‘The question is who is behind it.’

really upset

*****[Oscar, the main character]*****

Climbing the rough stone stairs, Marquis Petrie was standing at the entrance of the castle with his wife.

Behind the two of them, several civil servants and servants lined up in a row.

The wife had an ordinary appearance, but the Marquis was a man with a picturesque mustache that stretched to the side.

‘It looks like it came out of a cartoon.’

Upon seeing me, the Marquis smiled all over his face and gave a long line of greetings.

Every word you say is accompanied by rhetoric.

Could it be that all nobles greet each other like this?

No, of course I know all of these greetings.

It’s almost standardized speech, so it’s something I’ve learned.

Since I was born, I have been looking at greetings that correspond to the manners of aristocrats, and as soon as I became a duke, the first thing the butler knocked on my head was various greetings commonly used among nobles.

However, since there was almost nothing to use within the duke’s family, somehow I was looking at it from afar.

I was thinking about how I end up using it when I go out to a formal event.

why do you have that

Things you rarely use but just learn.

For example, cursive English?

‘I can’t imagine using such impractical rhetoric even in an ordinary meeting…’

I thought to myself and opened my mouth politely.

“Thank you for your welcome, Marquis Petri. I am Oscar della Sanders Davito Burna, Duke of Weiss.”

After adding a little rhetoric to finish the greeting, Marquis Petrie stared blankly at me for a while.

“This… is truly wonderful… Even my late grandfather would be proud of the dignified appearance of the Duke of Weiss.”

“Thank you. I am well aware of the fact that the Marquis came to my grandfather’s funeral. I couldn’t even thank him then.”

For some reason, Marquis Petrie’s gaze wandered back and forth between the head butler and the captain of the escort standing behind me.

You seem a little perplexed.

But that mood soon disappeared.

Guided by the Marquis and his wife, I entered the castle side by side.

The interior of the castle was splendid for both dukes and marquesses.

It’s not the flashy kind of glitz.

There was a massive beauty built up over the years.

Pillars with delicate carvings stand at regular intervals, or you can see the quality of the wood that has been well maintained.

When I praised him for that, Marquis Petrie thanked me with a strange expression that was beyond words.

Um, why are you doing that? I just did what the butler taught me.

‘I heard it’s polite to praise the other person’s good points while being entertained.’

Maybe the praise was too blatant.

Did you see that it was a compliment for the sake of praise?

I looked at the butler for a moment pretending nothing was wrong, but he didn’t give me any signal.

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Just like a servant, he waits for his master’s orders.

It seems that there was no problem with my response in particular.

‘ha. It’s annoying anyway.’

I want to throw everything away and go home.

*

Upon arriving at a room with many fancy chairs, the wife left with a simple greeting.

From now on, it seems to belong to men.

I was in the position of sitting down with Mr. Mustache and having a really long, really long talk.

It’s also meaningless, meaningless stories.

When it comes to conversations between nobles, things like politics and governing the territory come to mind, but unexpectedly things like fashion and weather were the topics of conversation.

Of course, it was hard for the marquis to find something to talk about with a five-year-old, but I suffered even more.

If possible, he wanted something like the experience of the person who governs the territory.

However, since I still have little experience in this world, I have no choice but to adapt to the other person’s conversation.

I didn’t have the courage to speak up without knowing where the mines were.

The atmosphere of the butler, who was standing on the edge and quietly listening to our conversation, is somehow warm.

Maybe he guessed my heart and laughed inside.

After chatting for a while, an attendant came in and stood at the door.

The Marquis chuckles.

“Catherine was really looking forward to meeting her fiancé. She wants to say hello. May I call her this way?”

I thought I would laugh if I did something wrong, so I put strength on my face.

A three-year-old would never expect a fiancé.

In fact, I doubt that I even understand the meaning of the word engagement.

“Of course. Gladly. I was also looking forward to meeting Miss Catherine.”

“hahahaha. Although she’s still young, our Catherine will grow up to be quite a beautiful woman. I think the Duke will like it too.”

Recalling the face I saw in the portrait, I nodded.

Even in the novel, she was described as having a very beautiful appearance.

A cruel personality with a beautiful appearance.

A woman like Bathory, who was called the Bloody Countess.

“I only saw her in portraits, but she was a very lovely lady.”

“… Catherine will also be delighted with the Duke’s words.”

Marquis Petrie looked at me with a subtle expression.

She praises her daughter with her own mouth, but when I say yes, she reacts strangely.

‘The Marquis is a really strange person.’

After waiting for a while, the door opened wide.

A middle-aged woman who appeared to be a nanny and two maids entered the room with a little girl.

I stood up from my seat in time for the child’s appearance.

“…”

I was going to approach the child and say hello, but the atmosphere is strange for some reason.

‘I think he’s very angry.’

The girl seems to have been holding hands with the nanny until just now.

Without looking this way, she was looking dissatisfied at the nanny’s hand.

“Miss Catherine! You should say hello. This is your fiance, the Duke of Weiss.”

The nanny said in a small voice, as if impatient, but the child still looked at the nanny with a sullen face.

Catherine, as in the portrait, had her hair curled up like a drill and decorated with ribbons.

The attire is also similar.

She was wearing a tight-fitting dress.

I have heard that portraits are usually painted prettier than the real thing, but this time it was the opposite.

It’s much cuter and prettier than it looks in portraits.

It was like a living French doll.

‘Am I really alive?’

The cheeks are plump, the eyes are large, and the lips are pointed.

As if expressing dissatisfaction with the whole body, the energy of ‘I’m angry’ spread throughout the child’s body.

To be honest, it’s very cute.

I had never seen such a cute child in my previous life or in this life.

‘Is such a lovely child going to become a villain?’

I thought so, but the Marquis opened her mouth, perhaps inspired by her daughter who didn’t even say hello.

“Catherine.”

It was a very harsh voice.

Like interrogating a child.

“Lady! Come on. Say hello.”

The nanny hurriedly turned Katrin’s body this way.

With a very grumpy face, Katrin stared at the floor and opened her mouth.

“Hello… Petri Hazarka… Eh… Daughter… Catherine Immi.”

Did I forcefully memorize it?

Katrin seemed to be at a loss as she extended her greetings.

While being urged by the nanny, she lowered her body a little.

It was an aristocratic woman’s way of greeting.

Bend your legs under the dress and lower yourself slightly.

However, as if it didn’t work properly, the body tilted forward.

Catherine’s arms floundered in the air as if trying to balance.

‘What is this cute creature.’

A smile came out without me knowing.

Seeing Katrin’s behavior and the expression on my face, the nanny and maids’ faces turned whiter and whiter.

But like that or not, when he finished his greetings, he seemed to think his job was done.

Catherine raised her head.

My eyes met Katrin, whose lips were puffy.

The eyes of Katrin, who was full of rebelliousness, widened when she saw me.

The child’s mouth fell open, and Katrin suddenly shouted.

“Let’s kick it out!”

huh?

This kid just asked me to marry him, right?

“…”

Maybe he forgot I was there, or maybe it was because of me, the Marquis yelled out from the side.

“Catherine! Go away!”

The bewildered nanny and maids hurriedly grabbed Catherine’s hand, and the child shook it off and ran toward me.

A French doll in a dress waddles and jumps.

“Please get rid of it! It’s Catherine!”

The education of the Marquis family seems a bit strange.

Are you teaching your daughter to find a husband for herself?

Apparently, my future wife is a carnivore.