This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

Jared, who showered at his grandfather's mansion, redone his hand treatment to get a minimum degree of identity.

I'm confused because I told my grandparents that I decided to live in Olivier's mansion, and I can't tell them all about the Duke's house situation, so I misled them by saying Olivier wasted a lot of time wanting to live with me soon.

Along the way, my cousin Yennie was spared from leaving the mansion, which made me grumpy, but I left her to her grandparents and Jared returned to Olivier's mansion.

"You meant it," Olivier muttered to Jared, who returned less than three hours later. Hannellone seemed happy and welcoming to live with her future son-in-law, and the faceless Trane seemed somewhere on guard.

"Trane has a room for me, so think of it as my home. Let's get along."

"Yes, thank you"

The Duchess led me into the room herself. She smiles with heartfelt joy.

"Olivier seems happy to be able to live with Mr. Jared, and she's been softening up since just now."

"I didn't!

Olivier, who was following me silently, looks grumpy and argues, but doesn't seem to have reached Hannellone's ear.

Olivier also knew her mother well, and did not argue any further.

Jared, who had left his luggage in his room, was led through the mansion while being dragged by Hannellone. Olivier follows the two of them, but only to the extent that he opens his mouth when his mother tells him the story, he kept his gaze on Jared to think about something.

Regardless, Jared noticed Olivier's gaze, but dared not say anything, he continued to follow Hannellone.

When Hannellone, who finished guiding the mansion, was satisfied, he said he wanted me to tell him a lot about Jared, so he decided to make it tea. Was Trane expecting that to happen, he had already finished his support and was led to a terrace with a good view of the garden flowers that had arrived well maintained.

Hannellone is in a good mood, seeing her mother like that and Olivier flaunts her face too.

Jared, who became a question attacker, politely replied one by one, was sometimes asked about his future design with Olivier and bewildered, and every time Olivier repeatedly spoke out loud, he quickly finishes the tea party.

A returning Jared in his room, who had his luggage prepared on the grounds that he was unwrapping, said he was trying to contact the spirits in the mansion via magic.

"I'm coming in, Jared Murphy"

Olivier showed up in the room without a knock.

There was no reason to refuse, so recommending that he sit in the chair that was originally in the room, Olivier honestly lowered his hips and stared at Jared with a grumpy face.

"What are you going to do?

"What do you mean?

"I knew you weren't going to talk to me honestly, but you seem to be up to something"

"I'm thinking about it, but I'm not planning it."

"Then tell me what you're thinking. And tell me why you suddenly felt like living together. By and large, you wouldn't have been willing to live together. Above all, you should have known my engagement story was also to reassure your mother..."

I guess I'm worried about Jared's behavior, which I don't know what his intentions are. Olivier's voice is getting smaller and smaller.

Jared was confused about cohabiting, but it wasn't like he wasn't on board. I didn't want to move on and live together, but I didn't think it was a bad idea to accompany Olivier's mother because she was touching her feelings.

"I ask you the other way around, Olivier, if you tell me what you're hiding from me, will you tell me on this occasion?

"What are you hiding? Maybe you're gonna tell me you care about the old man?

"I'm not worried about you, Olivier, because I know it's not like the rumors that are circulating about you. Or was there a man?

"I'm not here! I'm sorry, my age stays the same, with no boyfriend!

"No, you didn't say it was bad or anything..."

Although a noble maid, I hear that if you don't have a fiancée, you may normally get to know a man. But it will still be rare. The aristocratic relationship between man and woman is cleaner than you can imagine, as there is even a beginning and end to the lady who says she is sorry that the house has fallen on her.

However, in some cases, the second son, the third son, who does not succeed the housekeeper, becomes a lover with his fiancée's undecided warrant, and sometimes falls in love with a woman in general.

Some houses strictly forbid men and women to socialize, while others are aristocratic, such as being free if you wear them.

Nevertheless, what Jared wants to hear is not about Olivier's history of not having a boyfriend, etc., but about the raiders.

I don't even know if the Duke of Alway knew about the raid until now, but I've just heard that at least they're letting the Hannellones live in separate houses to protect them in their normal rooms but weak positions.

But Olivier won't tell me anything about it.

"Is there anything I should know?

"What do you need to know?

"From today on I will live in this mansion with Olivier and Hannellone, Trane and the others. On top of that, is there anything I need to know?

Jared hoped to hear it from Olivier's mouth if he could.

However,

- I don't think so.

Without Jared's wish coming true, Olivier ran out of words.

"You don't have to know anything. There's only one thing I ask of you - that you pretend to be your fiancée for your mother."

Looking at Jared with emotionless eyes,

"Don't sniff out what you're up to, but don't think about it. Jared Murphy, you're just pretending to be my fiancée. Even if I had something to hide from you, I wouldn't have to talk to you."

"Okay."

"Oh, you're quite convinced."

"Nothing to be convinced of, if I don't have something to know, that's fine."

She shrugged her shoulders as if she had clapped out somewhere when she just replied that she didn't feel anything for Olivier's cold stories.

"Olivier."

"... what could it be?

"I want to do a routine magic concentration, so will you leave me alone?

"Oh, I'm sorry. Then remember, when it's dinner, Trane's supposed to come and get you."

To put it that way, Olivier walked out of the room, pointing his surprise eyes at Jared only once.

"Can't you just say it when you're suddenly asked?"

I never thought Olivier would tell me anything easily.

I might have talked differently if I had told Jared that I had been attacked and advised by raiders, but I don't want to be able to be naughty and alert.

Then I don't know what I came to this mansion for.

There is only one thing to do.

If the assassination group Vault Toyfer is going to raid you, you just have to. Just repel them, tie them up, and let them throw up the mastermind.

If we knew who had asked Vault Toyfel, the Duke of Alway would be guilty of that himself.

Jared just needs to protect the Oliviers.

"In the meantime, do you want to insure"

Jared jumped quietly toward the garden as he put his foot on the window frame. The room was upstairs, but the landing was silent and flat.

Communicate with the spirits as they work out their magic to insure several parts of the mansion.

"It was this morning that I was advised, so as early as this evening Vault Yifer will be here"

I don't even understand why you want to protect the Oliviers so much, but I'm not going to let you hurt them, whether they're the best assassination organization on the continent.

Jared was firmly determined to uncover the cowards targeting Hannellone until he used the assassination group.