APRIL 11, 2018 ~ MISS RUBY

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TN: Here you go~ 19 is actually shorter than I expected. To make it flow better I added the ending of part 1 here.

Hugo had realized that as long as he existed and the duke who would use him to the end existed, they could never be free.

And on the day he left to Roam, Hugo brutally and thoroughly murdered the Duke and anyone with him, then by his side, slit his throat and died.

“He was someone who couldn’t catch and kill a bug so the one who drove him to do such a cruel thing was that old fool. It was to the extent that I had nothing to say.  What choice? That was not choice just ugly greed.” [Hugo]

“Young Master.”

“Stop calling me young master. I am the Lord of Taran and the Duke. Are you still living in the world from 10 years ago?”

The tall and firm wall around him did not show any gaps. Philip sighed. For a long time now, he was unable to end his feelings and he’d thought that now that the young master was an adult maybe he would understand. It was a fruitless expectation.

Would the Taran bloodline end this way? Is it right for such a n.o.ble lineage to end this way? He wondered if his father’s dying words were karmic. Originally, there was no precedent in which twins were born into the Taran lineage. Maybe the unusual occurrence was a warning.

“I heard you were married.” [Philip]

“So?”

“That person must not give you a child.”

“Then it can’t be any better.”

“Do you understand

what the Madame wants?”

“This is just a warning but don’t you dare try approaching my wife.”

Hugo fiercely bared his teeth. Surprise flashed through Philip’s eyes.

“Then young master Damian needs a bride. Otherwise, the bloodline of Taran…”

“Shut up! you prattle on about such dirty acts pretty well.”

People had no idea of when the Taran family started or why it took up residence in the desolate North. They did not know why the Taran family, with so much strength under its belt, would live quietly as servants to the King.

The one and only purpose of the Taran Family. The truth that only the head of the Taran family from generation to generation and a select few knew.

It was the preservation of the Taran bloodline. And to achieve that purpose, they found the safest and most secure position for their plan. It was a land that did not appeal to the greedy or desirous and was a place that not everyone could handle. The north was a place made for Taran.

Now the only remaining people who knew of this truth was Hugo and the old man in front of him. Hugo had grabbed and killed everyone who knew, leaving no stone unturned. The old man wouldn’t have been able to avoid death if it wasn’t for the fact that he’d saved his brother’s life in the past.

“Did you know this? You guys are savages and I point at those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds in the north who can’t help but leech off my sister.” [Hugo] (1).

“You must not judge it by the moral standards of an outsider. The Taran bloodline…”

“I’ve said you should shut up about that. I don’t want

want to hear s.h.i.+t about those nonsense bloodlines. Normally, women do not hurt their children! More like monsters, what n.o.ble lineage!”

Philip slowly closed his eyes with a heavy expression then reopened them.

“…you still say such words. Then…is young master Hugo a monster? What of young master Damian?”

“…”

“Though the deceased Duke chose such an excessive method…”

Hugo smirked then sneered coldly.

“That jerk of a father…no, stop. I think my mouth will grow filthier.”

“The Taran bloodline must continue…”

“That d.a.m.ned obsession. Such dirty acts will end with me! Hey, you crazy old man. I don’t think things like G.o.d exist but you should thank G.o.d that your neck is still in place. If you touch my bottom line one more time, I won’t owe you anything. Wherever you live, whether it is Roam or anywhere else, just like you’ve been until now, don’t let me see you, just shove yourself somewhere. This is my last warning. Get out. Right now. If you show up around my wife, I will rip out your heart.”

Philip looked at Hugo for a long time without saying anything, then he bowed his head, turned around and left the office.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Hugo rose and in a pose of pus.h.i.+ng against the desk, tried to adjust his breathing. His clenched fist was shaking violently. Kill him! He wanted to kill that b.a.s.t.a.r.d right now! Rip his heart out, break his neck and throw him into the most miserable place in the world then throw him to the beasts to eat!

The thing inside of him screamed viciously, threatening to break out. His whole body seemed like it was boiling and his red

his red eyes darkened even more looking like blood.

After a long time, his breathing slowed to a more comfortable pace. It would be difficult for the monster inside him to come out now.

He was Hugo. Hugo would never abandon the prestige of his place as the Duke. It would be easy to kill the old man. But he couldn’t. It would have been better if the life debt was for his own life, then he couldn’t care less about it.

When Hugo had completely calmed down, he called for Jerome.

“You said you brought a female doctor from the capital, right? As my wife’s primary doctor?”

“Yes, Your Grace. Shall I call her?”

“You don’t need to do that. That old…no, Do not let Philip get close to or even approach my wife.”

He knew that Philip had nothing to do with her as of now but he hated the fact that Philip was anywhere around her. He didn’t want her to be hurt by Philip saying unnecessary words. He’d hate that. He didn’t want to see those amber eyes sad.

“I understand. Do you want me to place surveillance where they wouldn’t notice?”

“As long as he doesn’t enter the Roam residence otherwise leave it alone.”

“Would it be okay to inform her Grace?”

If he told her not to do something, strangely, it was her nature to become curious about it. He didn’t want to make her conscious of Philip.

“…No. Let them meet naturally. Don’t let her have questions.”

“I will do as you have asked.”

For a second, Jerome’s thoughts went to the events that took place in the western paG.o.da. There was no workers left in the mansion that had personally seen the

personally seen the events that took place. Except one person. And that one person was Philip, the family doctor. He didn’t know why those thoughts suddenly came to mind but he thought to somewhat tell his master of it.

“Your Grace, the other day, her Grace had asked why the west tower was locked.”

Hugo’s eyes immediately sharpened.

“So?”

“I told her truthfully what I knew. I told her the former duke and d.u.c.h.ess died, and that your Grace’s twin brother… my apologies. I had judged that it was okay for the Madame to know. I was thoughtless.”

“…No. It is something she’ll learn of anyways. What did she say after she heard that?”

“She were a little surprised, but she was more worried about your Grace.”

“…”

Hugo stood up from his seat.

“I will be going out for a horse ride so don’t prepare dinner. I may be quite late.”

Jerome bowed in answer to the duke and waited as the duke went past him and out then he lifted his head with a grim expression.

‘What of a gift for her Grace…’

It was definitely not the right mood to ask. On the surface, the Duke was no different from usual but after Philip went in and came out, he felt like the atmosphere had become p.r.i.c.klier. He immersed himself in his thoughts for a bit then shook his head. It was not the right behavior of a steward to dig into matter which his master hadn’t told him to.

“Then…as a present for her Grace…how does a flower sound?”

Translator’s Corner:

(1.)  It says Hugo has a sister for sure but…  >.> the wording is throwing me off, I wish Koreans used more commas.