Jared Murphy had a desperate loving laugh as he suffered a stomach ache.

The reason was because of the beauty sitting across the table.

His name is Olivier Alway.

She is a courtier of the Duke of Alway family. And he was also Jared's fiancée.

Wrapped in a blue dress that stretched her uninvited silky blonde hair to her waist and showed her the lines of her undivided but skinny body at all costs, Olivier had the beauty she always wanted to stare at.

It combines neat lips with eyebrows, muscular nose, and a very breathtaking aesthetic combination of blue eyes for a cool look.

Jared, originally the eldest son of the Baron's family, would never be elected fiancée. Moreover, while he is the eldest son, he is not allowed to succeed the governor and names his mother's surname. At the same time he will be eighteen years old in two years, he will cease to be a nobleman. The daughter of the Duke to Jared like that is clearly an anomaly, such as marrying her eldest daughter.

"I hear Jared isn't just talented as a magician, he's a powerful man who's already done a lot of warcraft crusades. Baron Dowm will have a high nose."

"I'm often called a grandson fool, but I'm as happy as I am about Jared's success as a magician"

My grandfather, Baron Daum, answers the words of the Duke of Alway with pleasure.

Nearly an hour has passed since we started meeting here at Baron Doom's house, but only the Duke of Alway and his grandfather are talking. Jared answers if asked anything, and speaks a word of gratitude if praised, but Olivier still hasn't opened his mouth.

I guess the Duke is also awkward about his daughter's attitude. I praise Jared desperately. My grandfather also feels the feeling of the Duke and is attached to the story. It was visible that it was a vicious cycle.

Olivier remained silent so as to ignore the mood of such adults. No, I'm not just silent. I'm watching Jared to keep the item in order.

Jared is hurting her stomach because of her silent pressure.

Maybe it's a silent complaint that the eldest daughter of the Duke's family doesn't want to be the eldest son of the Baron's family or some other fiancée who won't succeed the housekeeper.

Clearly, there is not much freedom of marriage for the nobility. It is not without romantic marriage, but rare, and is often scorched from the children of aristocracy for envy.

Most of the aristocrats have decided to marry their fiancées at an early age, so they can be compassionate and welcome marriage. But in some cases, my fiancée is decided by surprise, like Jared.

This engagement story, which can also be called an accident for Jared, who had decided to become a civilian in two years. Besides, the opponent is' the 'Olivier Alway.

Even Jared, who is hardly in public as a nobleman, had often heard rumors about her.

Says, I feel strong, I get eclampsia a lot.

Says, let power say things and abuse them.

Says, bad personality anyway, and if he's targeted, it's over.

Says countless things have been made to blossom new sexuality because of her poisonous tongue.

Says, men play hard.

Says he hates men and plays women hard.

None of this is a decent rumor, but if there's even one correct answer, I don't want to be near you.

Jared also hears that Olivier has ever had a fiancée. But everyone cried to their parents that they couldn't, and some of them even disappeared and broke their engagement.

I'm not anxious about what the hell is going on with the contents of the impeccable beauty if it's just her appearance, as Jared, who was chosen by her fiancée.

For now he was Jared, who kept laughing affectionately so as not to undermine his mood, but he turned to him like that and opened Olivier's well-groomed lips for the first time.

"Hey, is it true you can't succeed the housekeeper?

"O, Olivier! Suddenly, don't be rude!

"Oh, Father. Can't I ask you something about your future husband?

"Not really, but there's something called order in the story -"

"I've been waiting for almost an hour. It's time to talk about your fathers. So, you won't succeed the housekeeper? You're going to inherit? Which is it?

Olivier's question continues blocking his panicking father's words.

"Unfortunately, I will not succeed the housekeeper. When we're adults in two years, we'll be civilians."

"Oh yeah. Nothing. I'm not into noble positions, but can I live? I've looked into you a lot in advance, but you're making a lot of money on the Warcraft Crusade. Can you feed me?

I'm going to count the Warcraft Crusade I've ever received, surprised by Olivier who said it doesn't matter if I'm no longer a nobleman. If you live a very common life as a civilian, you have an amount of money to live for a few years.

If I can get a job as a magician in two years, I can get paid, so I can live enough even if I can't luxury.

"Olivier, that, my grandson, certainly cannot succeed the governor from his father under all circumstances, but I am looking to succeed Baron Daum, whom I have instead. So it doesn't mean you'll be a civilian."

I didn't even know Jared was talking about my grandfather who rushed in to crack it. But Olivier doesn't really care how he looked or how surprised he was.

"Oh, yeah. But I don't care if I'm noble or civilian. If you're the one who protects me, that's all. Baron Dowm's grandson seems to be an excellent warcraft crusader, but what if he's an interpersonal?

The exploring gaze is turned again and he replies nervously.

"Interpersonal? I haven't really gotten involved because you're not a magician, you're a Knights job, but I've been on a couple of thief crusades."

"You can kill people?

"Yes, I can kill you"

I don't know the intent of the question, but I will reply without lying or falsely.

Olivier nods again and again to think about something. And

"I know you're a good magician, but I want proof of that. If you're willing to marry me, let's be court magicians."

"Yes?"

"O, Olivier! I don't care who you are again.

"I was wondering if you would shut up. This is about me and Jared Murphy."

"Can you shut up! You always say things that can get them in trouble. If you don't like it, you can say no. No, I know you're saying this lame challenge knowing you don't get an opinion from what I said - but now, think of your age and act like it!

"Don't mention age!

To Olivier, who yelled at his father, his grandfather lost his words and didn't know what to do, and Jared thought of something as he gently erased the signs to avoid getting caught up in the argument between his parents and children.

I forgot because I heard all the bad rumors. Olivier Alway's age is twenty-six. I mean, I'm ten years older than Jared.

It is a bad way of saying it, but when he is a noble child and in his late twenties, he is' late going '.

"Okay, Jared Murphy. If you intend to marry me, be a court magician in the two years leading up to adulthood. That's the first condition."

"One, you mean there's also a second?

"Of course it is. Next, as my fiancée, if I admit it, I will have you living with me and my mother. I tell you, I live separately from my mother. It's normal to do your own thing about yourself because you don't have a maid either. Think you can't live like a common aristocrat."

"I don't mind that."

"And do you have a lover or thinker?

"Especially not."

"Fine then. Sometimes, as Baron Dowm said, if you were to succeed the Baron, you would welcome a side chamber. But get my permission if you want to welcome the side chamber. Is that good?

"Uh..."

"Nice!

"Yes!"

I reply out loud and astonished. Olivier nodded contentedly, and the duke looked up to heaven, covering his face.

My grandfather was flattered by Olivier. No, my cheeks are cramping.

"Great. I'll see you again in the day"

Leaving that to say, Olivier gets up and greets his grandfather with respect, and he leaves the room.

The remaining Jareds were just speechless and stunned.

- I'm the eldest son of a baron family who won't succeed the governor, but this time, I became the fiancée of a duke's maid. But rumors say he has a bad personality and is ten years older.