Chapter 191 – Episode 190. Him and His Fight (2)
Wolfgang’s territory is in the north.
Speaking of the north, it is a land of permafrost.
The cold is truly ignorant, unspeakably great place.
Wolfgang, who owned such a place as a manor, was not the type to do office work in an office with a warm stove. Rather, he was the one who led the slaughter of northern barbarians by standing at the forefront of the soldiers even wearing all kinds of cold-weather gear.
However, the cold has its limits no matter how much you wear winter gear, so it was difficult to endure the natural phenomenon of cold.
And so there were the necessities of the inhabitants of the north, and that was—
“How is it, is it difficult?”
There was a fire.
Leopold thought so.
The heat rising from his face makes it hard to see right in front of his eyes.
Wolfgang’s words were muffled and couldn’t be heard properly, but Leopold cheered up and shook his head, trying to come to his senses.
“It’s hard, I don’t breathe.”
“Is it? Your face looks very tired.”
Wolfgang’s face contorted.
He must be laughing, thought Leopold.
Even just the bottles of alcohol rolling in front of my eyes were well over five.
Considering that I can’t see properly because my eyes are shaking, I don’t know if there are more than ten bottles.
And it was Wolfgang and Leopold who drank the drink.
So, that’s it.
From Wolfgang’s point of view, he said that there would be no problem with the marriage itself, since he would marry him anyway.
I just hate giving it away.
What kind of daughter is Astrid?
Shortly after she was born, her mother died, and she is a daughter whom Wolfgang raised alone as she endured—to think of herself—the hardships she endured.
Even if the fear of being subjected to harsh things has decreased thanks to the divine protection, where is the parent’s heart?
She is, after all, a daughter who has been raised in such a way.
After she lost consciousness at the age of twenty, she changed suddenly, and although that change was indeed desirable, she was a daughter who would not hurt to put it in her eyes.
She had a daughter impregnated even before her marriage.
No matter how much she is called the crown prince, she is a close friend and comrade-in-arms with Kreuz, who is now the emperor.
Even more so, since he was the crown prince, would Wolfgang have any reason to go into engineering?
Moreover, the priority was given to the relationship between the son-in-law and father-in-law, who had made her daughter impregnated, rather than the crown prince and public servants.
“We have a saying like this in the North.”
“Radish… S, is it Maripni?”
Oh, my face is about to explode.
Leopold wanted to slap him on the cheek and bring him to his senses.
He was already doing it in reality, but Leopold thought he wanted to do it at least.
“Ten bottles of this whiskey are lighter than a woman.”
“Ugh… Crab, moose… Maripni… ?”
Wolfgang laughed again.
Even though he drank so much, Wolfgang was so calm that he even wondered if this was really human.
“A man who cannot drink ten bottles of whiskey will not be able to take care of his wife.”
It doesn’t even sound like words.
Although such a saying actually exists, it is a saying from a long time ago, and no one pours it out with such a horsemanship now.
But what can I do?
Wolfgang didn’t want to just let Astrid go to Leopold.
She is a well-bred, well-bred daughter.
For once, he thought so.
*
The next morning, Asti, who had stayed up all night with her eyes open, came down to the restaurant as soon as it was bright.
As soon as I opened the restaurant door, Asti frowned at the smell of alcohol wafting from inside.
“My lady, please wait a moment.”
A couple of servants went into the dining room faster than Asti and opened the windows to ventilate the room.
Most of the workers knew about Asti’s pregnancy because of the atmosphere and the conversation yesterday.
There was no way that the smell of alcohol would have a good effect on her, so she decided to go in and ventilate herself before she went into her restaurant.
It was only after the windows were all open, and the fresh, still-cold spring breeze swept through the dining room that the smell of alcohol barely subsided.
So, Asti stepped into the restaurant, and soon she was speechless at the spectacle that unfolded before her eyes.
There were more than 15 bottles of alcohol lying on the table.
No.
Looking closely, I saw bottles of alcohol rolling around under the table, so there seemed to be more than 20 bottles.
That’s all, on a plate that must have been eaten as a snack, there were jamon, nuts, salt, and a few lemons.
The table where the wine glasses were placed was empty without an occupant, and to the right was Leopold lying face down on the table.
“Oh my God, this… ?”
Asti stared blankly at Leopold, then she looked around at the servants with ferocious eyes.
She wondered what she had been doing without drying while drinking, but the servants flinched and avoided her gaze, as if her thoughts had been conveyed.
“… Grand Duke, for the sake of His Highness, never clean up… The lady has given a strict order to see it for herself.”
“Under.”
Asti laughed.
It was rough, but I understood what Wolfgang was thinking.
So that means I can’t give my daughter well.
And since she made her have a baby like this, she should be punished for misplaying one of the three ends that her man should be careful of.
In addition to that, it must be saying that since the girl who never went to her house had a child, take care of her daughter, Asti, that your husband has been punished like this.
“Ugh… “
I have nothing to say.
But no, I wondered, how can a person drink so much?
The closer you get, the stronger the smell of alcohol.
Even if I dipped it in a liquor jar and then hung it out, I didn’t think it would smell like alcohol.
“It is not time to wake up.”
Asti lightly shook Leopold’s back, but Leopold didn’t even want to wake him up.
I don’t know if it was because she fell asleep or because she didn’t wake up, but she didn’t think she would wake up like this anyway, so Asti hugged Leopold.
“Get out of the way.”
As the servants guarding the door of her restaurant hurriedly moved aside, Asti walked towards her while holding Leopold in her arms.
She put Leopold on the bed in her well-organized guest room, ordered her to take off her clothes and wash them, and Asti came back down to the dining room.
If you’re drunk like that, when you wake up, the hangover will be terrible indeed.
She would do well to prepare in advance.
When I passed the dining room and entered the kitchen, the workers were busy preparing breakfast for the family.
The chef and more than ten people in charge of the kitchen came and went busily, and when Asti entered the kitchen, she stopped as if she had seen something strange.
“Honey, where are you?”
“Here it is.”
It is a natural honey hand-squeezed from acacia flowers.
Asti took out two of her cups and set them down on her shelf.
With a spatula, she took a very large spoonful of honey and poured it into one of the cups, while taking a very small amount of honey and pouring it into one of the cups.
“Milk.”
One of the servants who saw Asti looking for honey handed over a milk carton that had already been warmed up and was now quite warm.
Take the milk carton, pour it into the cup filled with honey, and stir well with a spoon to complete the honey milk.
Asti put two cups of honey milk on the tray and thought for a moment.
Asti pondered for a while on what order to go in, decided soon, transferred the honey milk with a little bit of honey to another tray, and called the attendant.
“Go, get Violet.”
“Is this it?”
“Huh. Bring me daddy Wouldn’t it be nice if you could get some points too?”
“Oh, oh. Thank you!”
Violet smiled and carried the tray to Wolfgang’s inner room.
Looking at her back, Asti smiled inwardly.
That honey milk that Violet is carrying now is just like milk.
There was only a little bit of honey in it.
Dad is very strong, but since the two of us drank 20 bottles of that strong whiskey over 75 degrees, Dad’s speed won’t be all that safe.
If such a stomach is filled with milk, not even honey, it will not be very good.
And Violet who brought it…
【Good job.】
‘Yes?’
Asti thought that she was a good match for Astrid.
With milk and honey on her tray, Asti headed to her guest room.
When she opened the door she immediately had the scent of her alcohol vibrate.
She put her tray on the bedside table and opened her window to ventilate the room, and Leopold tossed over her with a grunt at the sudden cold wind.
“… Is it Asti?”
And it seemed to be awakened by the wind.
“What kind of alcohol did you drink? Not too drunk.”
“How can I refuse the wine my father-in-law gives me? “
Even so, Leopold frowned arrogantly, as if he had a terrible hangover.
“Drink this all the time. It’s warm milk with lots of honey.”
“Ah… Is it. Thank you, Asti.”
“Come on, have a drink.”
Only then did Leopold accept the cup and drink it in one go.
Milk is also milk, but since it contains as much natural honey as it does, it will relieve your stomach.
“It was cheap, though.”
“What do you mean?”
After taking the cup she had finished drinking and placing it on the tray, Asti quietly sat down on the chair next to the bed.
Leopold, who had just sat up on the bed, seemed to feel a little more at ease now, and his face seemed to improve.
The smell of alcohol emanating from his body did not change.
“I drank like alcohol and got you, so it was cheap.”
“… Don’t say anything strange.”
Asti’s face turned red.
These days, Leopold’s emotional expression has become really rich, and this kind of affection expression is also coming in without hesitation.
It’s not that I hate it
I really don’t like it.
It’s shameful because it’s shameful.
“I want to hear from Ashley… They said they would go to the Marquis of Autrien soon.”
“Is that so?”
“Let’s go together.”
“Yes?”
What’s the point of going to the Marquis of Autrien?
No matter how you think about it, there’s no reason to do that.
“… I really want to see for myself how Ashley gets screwed.”
In other words, since I don’t want to be beaten alone, I would like to see Ashley suffer.
“Oops. I guess I’ll pick it up quickly. She will have to enter the palace in the afternoon.”
“Yeah, that’s what I was going to do.”
Leopold got out of bed.
This afternoon, I was supposed to tell the truth to Kreuz, the emperor.
“… And I will not be retaliated against.”
“If it happens, it will be me. There’s no way His Majesty would do that.”
She believed it
