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The Villain Wants to Live Quietly chapter 150

Special Chapter. new life (3)

The news that Emilia was pregnant spread quickly.

After a week or two, as the morning sickness subsided and her stomach began to swell, the number of people visiting her increased.

In the meantime, Emilia stayed at her parents’ house.

It was because, before coming to Lutentia, the Ipretz couple had told her to stay there without asking for permission if she became pregnant.

Even if the Amman Ipretz family helped her with fetishism, it wouldn’t be as comfortable as the house where she was born.

In addition, moving a long distance with a pregnant body is a considerable burden.

Fortunately, even in the midst of this, Ludwig stayed with the Weimurn family for quite a long time, so life here was quite comfortable.

In addition, this time, Paula accompanied me to help, so the sense of security was different from before.

Ludwig woke up quite early in the morning and finished grooming himself.

Today was the day when a precious guest was to come, so I couldn’t be sluggish even for a moment.

“When were you supposed to come?”

“From what I heard from Miss Grita, she will arrive before lunch.”

Ludwig, who was walking around the garden after breakfast, asked Paula who was following him.

To this, she took out a pocket watch from her bosom and checked the time, and when she answered, Ludwig nodded his head a couple of times and thought about something for a while.

“yes? Wouldn’t it be better to serve the meal yourself?”

“I wonder if that is even necessary, but if the owner wants it, I will ask the kitchen and come back.”

Of course, she is a precious guest, but as a lady-in-waiting, the owner has to go through the trouble.

However, Paula knows that no one will listen to him just because he speaks, so rather than sternly drawing a line, Paula throws out his opinion first and adds comments later.

It is like his own experience that has been formed while bringing Ludwig.

“Then it’s a little early to prepare lunch from now on, so would you mind asking if I can prepare just dinner?”

“Yes, Master.”

Even if you treat dinner anyway, you can’t just prepare a meal for one guest.

In the end, since they had to make Emilia’s and his, including the Bayern couple, they would have to change the dinner schedule altogether.

So Ludwig organized the schedule in his head, with the intention of putting it off until tomorrow if he had already made some preparations for dinner.

So Paula politely greeted Ludwig and quickly disappeared inside the mansion.

Ludwig, who was left alone, began to look around the garden leisurely, but he certainly thought that the garden of the Bayern family was different every time he came.

“… Ludwig!”


On the way, there was a flower that he didn’t even know about, so he concentrated on examining the petals.

Ludwig turned his head at the sudden familiar voice ringing in his ears.

As expected, Emilia was standing there waving her hand over the balcony railing.

While proudly sticking out a fairly swollen belly that I still haven’t gotten used to.

“Is it okay if I don’t sleep anymore? Emilia.”

“I’m too tired to sleep. I came out because I heard voices outside the window.”

Lately, Emilia has been sleeping a lot.

During pregnancy, I used to sleep for a long time, especially in the morning, probably because my body consumes more stamina.

Even at breakfast, there are times when I can’t see my face, so I’m saying that.

At first, Ludwig personally brought meals to Emilia every morning, or cooked food for her slowly, but she refused.

It was because the lady-in-waiting, Grita, could have done enough for her, and she didn’t want to bother him because of herself.

However, Ludwig was also quite stubborn about this.

It wasn’t just a sense of duty just because she was pregnant, but I convinced her that it was one of the things my wife wanted to do when she had a child.

Eventually, as a compromise, two or three times a week, Ludwig brought it himself.

Since they are a couple who are very considerate of each other, I wonder if this kind of funny thing happened.

“Shall I sing a song by your side to mean that you are having trouble growing up?”

“That’s a good suggestion. Of course, I don’t think it’s better.”

Ludwig singing a lullaby by her side was quite attractive, but she had no intention of making the long-awaited day any longer.

Besides, a special guest was coming today, so I couldn’t waste my time lying in bed forever.

Although I hadn’t heard from Grita yet when a guest would arrive, it was expected to come very early considering the other person’s personality.

“master… ! hahahaha… … !”

“Well? What are you running around so busy?”

Ludwig, who was having a conversation with Emilia with his head raised like that, heard a rather urgent voice this time in Ludwig’s ears.

When he turned his head, Paula, who had come running from the other side, arrived in front of him, gasping for breath.

I don’t think I’ve been in such a hurry because of what I asked you to do a while ago.

Ludwig couldn’t figure out what the hell it was.

I didn’t think there would be such an urgent thing in broad daylight.

“It’s nothing else, the guest… … !”

“… What?”

“You said you arrived… … .”

Ludwig felt the need to revise his thoughts a moment ago.

It was a really urgent business.

It seemed that he needed to step up in place of Emilia, who hadn’t even finished grooming herself.

“I’m sorry, Ludwig… ! Hurry up and I’ll go too.”

“It’s okay, so come slowly, Emilia.”

As his gaze inadvertently turned toward the balcony, Emilia hurriedly handed over her apology and disappeared into the room.

without even hearing his backstory.

* * * * * * *

The guest who arrived first and waited for Ludwig showed up, greeted him warmly and asked for a handshake.

Rather than being soft for a woman, her hands are hard with a lot of calluses.

A laugh was inadvertently engraved on his lips at the hand that looked quite like someone Ludwig knew well.

“I don’t know if you are well. Sir Rebecca.”

“Can you stop that bastard’s ‘Gyeong’? Confucius.”

Today, as always, the Sword Saint’s eyebrows were slightly furrowed at his behavior when he mentioned a title she didn’t like.

“Even if you refused the position, you are definitely not a noble.”

“beggarly… If I had known this was going to happen, I would have ignored the edict altogether.”

Rebecca had been conferred with a title of nobility a long time ago.

The problem is that she didn’t like the fact that she governed the territory and the location, so she refused, but after that, everyone she met put ‘Kyung’ on her.

A very strange situation occurred that the formality followed even though I rejected it because I did not like the formality of that guy.

Thanks to that, I was in a position to live with the words to be comfortable with the people I meet.

“Paula, Sir Rebecca, will you warm up some of the liquor I brought with you instead of tea?”

“Yes, I understand. Please share.”

Unlike her pupil, Rebecca doesn’t like cars that much.

Ludwig was well aware of that, so he asked me to prepare the traditional liquor he brought from Frya the other day.

It’s also very low in alcohol, so it’s probably perfect for a while before a meal.

More than anything, he thought that Rebecca herself would want this the most.

“Your hospitality is generous.”

“I don’t know what to do since you only say that because of alcohol.”

“Oh, that’s all. Alcohol is a serious matter.”

Ludwig smiled bitterly at the sight of her clearing her throat with a stern expression on her face.

This is really very different from the disciple.

In fact, there are not many similarities between the two except for their sword skills.

“By the way, is it okay for Confucius to come out to serve, rather than Sir Stefan?”

“It’s a bit strange in appearance, but it’s something my father-in-law gave permission for, so you don’t have to worry too much about it.”

“Hmm, that’s definitely unusual.”

Rebecca didn’t know much about the etiquette of nobles, so she didn’t care much if they didn’t mind.

After all, what is the problem with someone who comes out to greet the student who is full?

“Anyway, it’s going to be a lot of trouble. Apparently, being around my pregnant wife makes me feel like my blood is drying up every day.”

“I do not know. Aren’t there some differences between families?”

Ludwig also heard that pregnant women are at a time when their emotions are sensitive in many ways, so their husbands are not the only ones suffering, but he thought it had nothing to do with them.

“Oh, so you mean it’s still the same?”

“It seems that way. Of course, it’s a pity to see her suffering.”

“It is an unavoidable fate. Because of his personality, he won’t even try to show off the difficult things.”

“You got it right.”

Agreeing with Rebecca’s words, Ludwig shrugged his shoulders with an expression that could neither laugh nor cry.

That’s also true, because Emilia really tended not to show the hardships of herself as much as possible.

The problem is that pregnancy is not only the wife’s work, and it is a hardship that the husband must share, so Ludwig always regretted it.

Sorrow and hardship are less when shared, so it would be nice if you could lighten the burden even a little.


“Oh, I see you’re here.”

“hahahaha… You came just in time.”

In the middle of the discussion about Emilia, someone knocked on the drawing room door.

It could have been Paula, who had just gone to get refreshments and drinks, but she would have revealed who she was first.

Among the two, who met eyes and laughed at the same time, Ludwig got up from his seat and approached the drawing room door and personally opened it.

Then, Emilia, who had been quite full, appeared and greeted her one and only teacher politely.

“It’s been a while, Master.”

“It’s been a while, disciple.”

Somehow, feeling like seeing her pregnant daughter, Rebecca felt mixed emotions and accepted the student’s greeting lightly.


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