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6. First Wedding Night (II)
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2026-10-04 21:39:40
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“This body is too weak!”Yesterday's confusing day is over, but the problem is not resolved yet.Isolde grumbled as soon as she opened her eyes this morning. Bastiven hadn't even returned to their room last night.At least that gave Isolde time to collect her thoughts. After realizing how weak Isolde's body was in this world, she decided to accept the harsh reality.That there is no longer a ‘greatest Bianca Isolde Romano’, renowned for her agility and impeccable shooting accuracy.“I guess I should go into business,” Isolde muttered, scribbling on a piece of paper. “But I don’t have the money to start a business that requires capital.”After much thought, she realized something. Isolde spontaneously stood up, clenching her fists excitedly.“That’s right! I have information from the novel! This is the perfect fit!” Isolde exclaimed to herself.What Isolde chose was to build a guild. The ‘Dream Guild’, a guild of information sellers.She stared at the plans written on the paper and the
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'Oh my! I forgot that there might not be such a thing as a revolver in this world! What should I say?!'Isolde looked deep in thought, searching for a way to explain what a revolver was and how she learned the term."Ehm! Well, revol—"Cklak! The study door suddenly swung open violently. It seemed the guards hadn't been able to hold Bjorden back, as he finally forced his way in.‘Oh my! I never thought this child would save me from Bastiven’s questioning!’ Isolde thought gratefully.However, Bjorden's next scream made Isolde regret having worshipped the barbarian as a savior.“Brother! How could you sleep with that woman?!” Bjorden exclaimed, seemingly unaware that Isolde was in the same room as them.“Watch your manners, Bjor! The woman you’re talking about is over there.” Bastiven glanced awkwardly at where Isolde was sitting.Isolde was a little afraid that Bastiven would be angry. It seemed she was the reason Bjorden knew about their first night. 'Is it okay not to mention it?'B
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“If you regret marrying my brother, you still have a chance to leave, Duchess!”Bjorden openly expressed his rejection of their marriage.Of course, Bjorden didn't care that Bastiven and Isolde's marriage was an imperial decree. He simply wanted to show his disdain for the woman who might be a spy for the emperor.“Ha! Even if I could, I wouldn’t!” Isolde snapped arrogantly. “Bastiven and I already missed our wedding night. I’ll have lovely children soon!”Bjorden's face suddenly darkened. He was just about to go on a rampage, but Nol the knight had already arrived with several sword options.“Pardon me, for took it so long, Duchess. I was confused about which one to bring.” Nol immediately placed the swords on display, so Isolde could choose for herself.Because Isolde also didn't catch the change in Bjorden's expression, she immediately became absorbed in choosing a sword.'It turns out there are many types of swords,' Isolde thought as she sorted them out.There was one that looked
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"Don't forget the conditions I proposed earlier, Duchess!"Half-heartedly, Bastiven finally granted Isolde's request to practice swordsmanship.After Isolde changed into one of Bastiven's training clothes, they headed straight to the training arena usually used by Devereux's soldiers and knights.“Yes, Honey!” Isolde exclaimed, seemingly already familiar with Bastiven’s nickname. “Don’t worry! You’ll be amazed by my power!”Seeing Isolde excited, felt strange in Bastiven's eyes.In Bastiven's previous life, the woman who became his wife always seemed gloomy. Until the day they killed each other. Completely different from the Isolde in the life she was living now.Seeing Bastiven frozen in place, Isolde approached. As if it were perfectly normal, she took her husband's hand and patted it gently. "Bas! Why are you so quiet? Are you sick? You're not angry, are you?"Bastiven stared at the woman who seemed worried about him. ‘How strange. Isolde has changed. Even my survival is strange.’
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“I've heard a little from Ernest.”Bjorden, who had just arrived in the dining room, suddenly said this. Bastiven's reaction was simply to nod as he cut the meat on his plate.He was quite relieved, because he didn't have to explain at length to his younger brother.It was different with Isolde. Her gaze couldn't be separated from Bjorden's movements.After cleansing himself, Bjorden's handsomeness skyrocketed. Making it impossible for Isolde to resist the temptation to enjoy the main character of the novels she often read to her.Isolde's behavior didn't escape the duke's notice. He returned to his guard. Bastiven still hadn't forgotten that in his previous life, the woman he was dining with was the emperor's envoy to assassinate him.'Has her target changed now? Is she targeting Bjorden? But why?'After taking his seat, Bjorden immediately glared at Isolde with open hostility. “Hey! I’ve never heard of you among the nobility. How could you marry my brother? What do you want?”“Bjor!
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"And you, why did you even take the documents, Bas?"Isolde’s eyes squinted at her husband. Instead of taking him to the dining room, Bastiven took one of the papers from the pile of documents on the table and read it.“I didn’t eat breakfast, Duchess,” Bastiven replied without taking his eyes off the documents. “This is my return home after 11 years on the battlefield. I have too many things to attend to than breakfast.”The Duchess frowned. No. She didn't like eating alone. Before this second life, she had never experienced eating with a family.Even though she is the successor of a mafia clan, she is a woman who longs for a husband and children whom she can call family.‘Damn! How am I supposed to invite this stiff guy to eat breakfast with me?’ Isolde thought.In the past, she could order her men to sit down and eat with her. Now, she was facing a duke of royal blood, second only to the emperor.Isolde's acting began. She acted like a wife who felt abandoned. Shedding a tear or tw
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