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Chapter 48 < — Truth & Falsehood — > (3)

TN: Ended up settling for falsehood because it makes you think ‘lie’ than simple ‘false’ and also cuz I realized the title is in singular form so truths & lies wouldn’t work.

If Hugo said he didn’t remember, Lucia would have simply accepted it. But saying that he had never seen the woman was strange. A chilling sensation ran up her spine.

How does one make a child with a woman one has never seen?

As her silence grew longer, he grew anxious. His slip of the tongue could not be reversed. He’d already shown her a troubled expression and the pause was too long to fix it. If he were to make up an excuse now, she would pretend to believe but remain suspicious.


After calling her name, he didn’t say anything for a long while. He didn’t know how to start the discussion and couldn’t get a sense for how much he could tell her and how much she would be able to accept. The thoughts in his head were getting jumbled up.

“Is it difficult to explain?” (Lucia)


“…Let’s go to sleep.”

In Lucia’s mind, no matter what relationship he had with Damian’s birth mother, she had no right to interfere. She knew he had a son before she married him and also knew that his relationship with Damian’s birth mother was an past thing before their marriage, also Damian’s birth mother was already dead so there was no need for her to question the subject any closer.

Hugo felt like a dreary wind swept over his chest and gazed vacantly into the dark. His heart ached at her clear attitude of drawing a line. When he realized his slip of tongue, he knew should explain something to her but in that moment, his feeling of bewilderment was rather huge.

‘Act like you didn’t hear anything’ Lucia made her mind up like that and tried to fall asleep but she just couldn’t. No matter how hard she thought about his words, she couldn’t guess anything. There was no way that Damian who looked so much like him could not be his son.

Was it his way of saying that he didn’t remember anything because it was just one night of passion? After all, it wasn’t like a child could only be born from an intimate relationship so it was possible. But still, it was the woman that gave birth to his child so not even knowing her face was too much.

Her thoughts simmering deep inside her mind spilled out.

“I guess…you’ll forget my face later too.”

She projected herself onto Damian’s biological mother. His words seemed to say that even if the woman in his past gave birth to his child, she wasn’t worth remembering. If so, the worth of Lucia who couldn’t bear a child would be worse.

Hugo who had been unable to gather his senses because his mind was unsettled felt his heart jump out of his chest at this sudden bombshell. He had to think it over several times to understand what she was talking about.

“…How did you come to that conclusion?” (Hugo)

“You can’t even remember the woman that gave birth to your child.”

“It’s not like that.”

Lucia always told herself over and over, ‘You must not be impatient’. The road to loving him would be very long and sometimes, difficult. If she didn’t want to tire out, she had to look ahead and take one step at a time.

Any else was fine but when she chanced upon his heartless and cold side, the thought that his heart was still freezing cold would come to mind and her strong will would falter little by little. It was also like this when he behaved indifferently to Damian.

She knew now that he simply didn’t express his feelings but before she knew this, she had thought maybe he didn’t know about feelings of affection for someone.

And so she felt confusion at his attitude towards her. She knew he didn’t hate her. Perhaps he might even like her quite a bit. But he behaved excessively affectionate and gentle, like a man that had completely fallen in love. From time to time, Lucia would suspect if he was testing her.

“Then, what do you mean by you’ve never seen her? Can a woman you’ve never seen give birth to your child?” (Lucia)

She felt her indignation rise as she spoke and sat up. Hugo then sat up too.

“Vivian, I think you’re a little heated…”

“I’m sorry. I dare to get heated up when it’s not my place.”

Hugo felt his head ache. He had seen her like this before, not too long ago. She was usually mild and gentle but once she became upset, her words became sarcastic and prickly. It was like taking someone off guard and suddenly biting their hand. The surprise was bigger than the agony so rather than feeling upset, he felt absurd.


For the time being, he held her shoulders to calm her down. She spun, shaking of his hands off and turning her back to him. The moment she turned her back to him, sparks flew in his eyes. Lucia suddenly felt a strong grip on her shoulder and scowled at the pressure. The strong force pulled her back and in one swift motion pressed her down on the bed. It happened so quickly and when she came to her senses, he was above her and holding her down.

She flinched at the sight of him looking at her with a piercing gaze.

“Don’t…turn around that way.”


“Don’t turn your back to me.”

His voice was level and he spoke in a rather low tone but Lucia could somehow grasp his emotional state.

‘He…he’s angry.’

When she thought about it, she had never seen him get angry. When he got angry, he seemed to become calm and get rather chilly. Why did he get angry?

‘Because I shook him off and turned away? Could he have been betrayed by someone in the past?’

“I won’t do it again.”

Lucia replied calmly so as not to stimulate his anger even more.

“Let me go. You surprised me.” (Lucia)


His rising anger was quickly subsided in a moment. The strength in his arms grabbing her shoulders also lessened and as he withdrew, Lucia sat up slowly. The atmosphere had suddenly come to a lull. In this odd atmosphere, the two of them sat facing each other, not saying anything.

Lucia composed her mind and thought about herself acting up on him out of nowhere.

‘I should apologize for being impolite…and go to sleep already. I don’t need to put him on edge with pointless psychological warfare.’

“The boy…he’s not my biological son.”


Hearing his colossal and blunt words, Lucia suddenly felt dizzy.

“Do you mean…Damian? That child…is not your son?”

She couldn’t help but try to confirm if the words she heard were correct. Hugo let out a deep sigh and ran a hand through his hair. He didn’t her feelings to be hurt over this issue. He didn’t want her to greatly misunderstand him over Damian’s issue and picture him even worse in her head.

“I heard you asked Jerome about the west tower incident. Did you hear that I had a brother?”


“Damian is my brother’s son. In more accurate terms, he’s my nephew.”

In front of the tremendous truth, Lucia’s heart was pounding loudly and her mouth went dry. Suddenly, dozens of questions came to her mind but she couldn’t organize any to formulate a question.

“This fact…Damian…”

“He doesn’t know. Me. And now you too. Other than that, nobody else knows.”

To be more accurate, one more person, Philip, knew but Hugo had no intention of mentioning him.

< — Truth & Falsehood — > (3)

TN: As a chapter with such a pivotal plot point, it’s only right that copy-cats get a fake chapter, yes?

Lucia was surprised. The end. It was not group epidemic but group food poisoning. Both in this weather, infectious disease or food poisoning, it was not uncommon, but the peacock was not in a direct run. Go to rubymaybe translations for the real deal.

The village lord who floated the pavil and gave the peacock a giggle had a complaint.

“Hmm, something feels familiar”

“Hello, Good sir. This mushroom looks like an edible mushroom, but when you eat it looks like a bellyache, pooing, vomiting and a red spot on the whole body. ”

As soon as the doctor who was brought in was familiar with poisoning and poison ivy, he looked at some patients and asked them what they found, and found mushrooms in the rest of the ingredients. In a short time, the problem was resolved in the moment.

The villagers who had never eaten chicken before (what?) and when the problem was resolved within two hours of the peacock’s appearance, it was wonderful. It was also full of awe in the eye of our peacock,

“If I’m a mushroom near here, Americans will not know.”

“Yes. Good sir. This mushroom is not a mushroom that lives in the vicinity. We have to climb to the north with more climate. ”

“What is going on?”

“Translator at it again”

“Oh duh.”

“The copies strike again”

Asked by Hugo, the lord was tied up in a pose, and nibbled on the floor, he fell on his face. He was a shop owner who had run a grocery store in the village and supplied the mushrooms.

“Yes, yes. Uh …I am looking for my daily snack.”

“Saaaaaame ”

The man who watched the situation when the elderly man was running away with a runny nose, said to the duke.


“Oh yesss. Some mac and cheese would be heaven right now. “


I answered with a voice everywhere.

“Translator-san, are you bored? “

The lord apologized with a dark look.

“You asked this last time too. No.”

The look of the lord who was ready to live anger brightened brightly.

“You’re talking with yourself dear, you okay?”

“No. What of you?”

There was nothing to see here anymore. Three hours of horseback riding was a bad habit but much better than a plague.

Hugo and Knights left for Roam, leaving a few people to do the rest. The day was getting darker.

“You know the funny thing is aggregators still don’t copy my links.”

It is good to arrive before meals, but if you are a little late, you do not want to have a break in the middle of meals during the meal. Dean, who was named, departed a little earlier and after a while Hugo and the knights started running.

I ran without rest and arrived at Roam, and the horse that had loaded Hugo stopped to go inside. One of the servants who found Hugo coming down from the horse ran in amazement, and Jerome leaped out after a while.

“Hello everyone”

“If you’re one of those people commenting on an aggregator site“

Jerome followed immediately behind Hugo to the office. After a while, the three brothers, who dedicated themselves to the work, went into the office with clothes for change. Hugo changed their dusty clothes.


“It makes me want to translate less“


Hugo went straight to the desk. When I sat in my chair, I had several documents in front of me that looked best. Marked in red on the corner, it is urgent. There was no time to breathe, he muttered and picked up a document.

[Anita comes and steals Hugo,

Lucia is left crying alone]

“I’m just kidding guys, don’t kill me.”

Because of the party, the atmosphere of tolerance was dark all day today. He reminded me of the man who told me to tell him directly,


I answered.

“Call me when you’re ready for dinner.”

He sat down halfway around his desk and began to read the papers. Lucia fell asleep with a headache pill and woke up and continued to hang on the sofa.

Even though I woke up to sleep after taking medicine, my headache rarely sunk. Her head was sick and her mood was bad, so Lucia kept crying while lying on the bedroom sofa.

The evening was over and the headache was gone, and the maid informed us of the return of the peacock.

“You know someone actually recommended for me to put the link to the real chapter in the comments.”

Lucia thought he would not come in today. Bring the mirror to the housemaid, and my eyes were swollen. If I knew this, I would have to do my pussy.

“Why didn’t you?”

Lucia was fired as a temporary measure. But time was not enough. It will be announced soon that dinner is over.

“I did”

“Plot twist.”

“I’m completely joking if you couldn’t tell. I’m sorry, hope no feelings are hurt but stealing sites plus commentors on those stealing sites are starting to get to me.”

“Oh dear.”

“Wish they weren’t but they are.”

Only during meal time he does not have to know. After dinner, he will go back into the office.

He gets a little busier when he gets out. It is likely to sink soon if you paddle a little more. I did not want to let him know that I cried for nothing.

I went down to the restaurant and Damien was there first. Hugo came in a little late and was seated.

He lifted a spoon and gazed at her naturally. His hair twisted and his hands stopped.

As soon as he put the spoon on the table to be heard, the atmosphere froze coldly. He got up and approached her, embarrassingly looking at herself.

One hand clutching the table, grabbed her jaw with one hand. Her reddish eyes were clearly in his sight.

His eyes darkened as if his eyes were wide open.

“What is it.”

Lucia was conscious of her surroundings and naturally turned her head and dropped her gaze. I did not know he would respond to this. I thought I might ask you something later if you look at it. I was disappointed that I could not even have a room with Damian as well as my employees.

“First you eat …”

He grabbed her chin firmly and pushed his head back to look more closely. Her clear amber eyes were red. Did you cry? Why?


Jerome the super sexy butler shot out knife sharp answers like so:

“At the garden party, your ladies broke the party.”

“Breaking the party?”

“They danced hula together.”


“…. Master Damian ..”

I did not need to hear more. He grasped the rough situation.

“What did you do to you?”

There was violence in his soft voice.

“Nothing .. do anything …”

They simply rejected the party with silence and a cool look, and did not do anything directly to Lucia. I did not have an unpleasant mind at all, but it was not enough. I was sorry to Damian, and I thought I was already crying because I was so upset. But from the moment he asked why, he was nose.

It was the same as if there were more tears in the room. When he came back, he tried to explain to him what was happening today. By the way, he touched Lucia ‘s tears.

The hugo look of seeing the tears come to a standstill has set in. Hugo pulled her seat back and hugged her in his arms.

As if she had a child, she supported one arm under her thigh and put one hand in her chest as if she were wrapped around her back.

“Go to the second floor and eat on room.”


Damian looked at him worriedly as he saw Lucy embrace the restaurant. I was worried about Lucia, who did not come out of the bedroom almost all day, and Damian heart was also uncomfortable all day long. I hope I can see my mother who smiles well as usual.

Chapter 49 < — Truth & Falsehood — > (4) [part 1]

TN: I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned it but things in brackets like this: [], are conversations from the past. Brackets like this: () just tells you who is speaking. I mix it up sometimes but you can usually tell.

After taking a break for a while, Lucia resumed her activities in high society. Just as before, she opened light tea parties. Nothing changed and just like she’d always done, she invited a wide range of people. Except from a few of the party-break leaders, she put the rest on the invitation list without exceptions.

Lucia showed the authority of the Duchess with her intimidation at the last garden party now, it was time to appease them after her oppression.

She did not wish to reign over the northern high society. But ultimately, she needed to plant herself as an existence that should never be taken lightly.

“Duchess, when do you plan on having a party on a huge scale like last time?”

“My thoughts exactly. I wasn’t invited then so I definitely want to attend next time. When the time comes, can I also get introduced to the young lord?”

“I’m afraid the child is no longer in Roam. He left to go study. But if there’s an opportunity next time, I will introduce you.”

Lucia replied with a smile and secretly took a glance around. She studied the uneasy expression of the ladies who looked like they were being chased and wouldn’t be participating in the discussion anytime soon. They were attendees of previous garden party.

This was already the third tea party but people’s behaviors remained similar. They were split into two sides, those who attended the garden party and those that didn’t.

The ones that attended all looked uncomfortable and helpless. Their countenance didn’t display reluctance to attend or arrogance, on the contrary, they looked sorry and thankful as they greeted Lucia.

Lucia had no intentions of rebuking them. Just as a soldier’s disobedience to command resulted in death, normal women had no power to contest that of leading figures in high society.

And so, Lucia did not mention the events of the garden party so as to not make them uncomfortable but they remained excessively careful of her mood.

In comparison, the ones that did not attend the garden party raised up the topic of Damian as though showing off. They showed no reluctance and constantly and implicitly brought up the child’s title of ‘young lord’.

The sudden reversed attitude of the women was surprising.

‘Is it because he announced publically that Damian is formally entered into the register?’

That was the only guess she could make. As always, the majesty of the Duke was amazing. Lucia did not know that the northern high society went through an enormous stir following the garden party.

It was rumored that the Countess of Wales as well as the tempered elderly wives of the high society that attended the garden party at the time were all secluding themselves at home and when one looked at it, it seemed to be that way. Those crafty old wives seemed to have somehow done something to upset the Duchess’ pride and thought to hide themselves.

The rumor that the Taran Duke seized and killed every last one of the regional lords that rebelled against him, including their families, was also secretly spreading in the high society and so the fear that the northern nobles had towards the Taran Duke reached an extreme high. (1)

Hence, the explosive incident at the garden party that occurred in the meantime struck terror into everyone’s heart. They imagined the Taran Duke learning of the Duchess’ humiliation, and furiously summoning them to all be clubbed to death. After all, there was a connection between the Lady of the House losing face and the Head of the Family’s pride.

Whether the rumor of the Ducal Couple’s intimate matrimonial relationship was true or not, the Taran Duke had proved to at least belong to one of the examples. Originally, the House of the Taran Duke was closed off.

From generation to generation, the Taran Dukes were not interested in having close relationships with northern nobles as well as entering into politics in the capital.

The Taran Duke was an existing but intangible ruler. When the Taran Duke was not in the north due to war, the northern nobles held little interest in their intangible ruler. However, when there was a show of force and someone actually died, the social circle was shaken and people became desperate.

They wished to grasp the heart of their ruler and guarantee their safety. Presently, the only private connection to the current Duke was the Duchess who was engaging in social activities.

The ladies were given special instructions from their husbands or fathers and attended the Duchess’ tea party. It was a scene of chaos trying to secure a position on the list of invitees just before the Duchess threw her third tea party.

Even though her surroundings were as if attacked by a typhoon, the one at the center of the typhoon, Lucia, was calm. Nevertheless, the one who usually informed her in detail of the happenings, Kate, was shutting her mouth and watching the situation unfold.

To be exact, it wasn’t that something precise had happened but that the atmosphere in high society had become restless so what to tell Lucia was vague. She couldn’t say to Lucia, ‘your husband is terrifying so everyone is shaking in their boots’.

“The Duchess shines more beautifully as the days goes on.”

Someone leaked out flattery and a competitive spirit could be felt rising in the air among the women.

“Oh, I have admired the Duchess’ beauty since the day we first met.”

“Hoho. Appearance isn’t all to a person. The Duchess has a mind beautiful beyond appearance.”

A flame was lit amongst the women. The shameless and smooth tongued women heaped praises on the Duchess without exception and the timid women could not come forward as they were indecisive and couldn’t find a proper time to butt in. It was war.

Lucia took no regard of their overheated atmosphere and carefreely drank her tea. She wasn’t an immature child that would become giddy and graceless from a few words of flattery. She had watched this situation happen enough times in her dream to be sick of it.

In her dream, she had never been at the center. She also couldn’t become a follower as her personality wasn’t one to beat around the bush. However, while observing the ridiculous spectacle from a distance, she either found it amusing or pathetic.

‘The position of the Duchess is truly incredible.’

When Lucia did not show any reaction, the women began to close their mouths one by one. Those with tact gradually became aware that unlike her appearance, the Duchess was not an easy person to deal with.

“I’m truly thankful for all your kind words. Rather, is there anything interesting in the circles lately?”

“Let me tell you. Some time ago-”

“You can’t call that interesting. I heard…”

This time, the women were trying to up on another with hot news in the social circles.

Lucia tilted her head, ‘Today’s tea party is really strange.’

Chapter 49 [part 2] < — Truth & Falsehood — > (4)

TN: Hello, hello. Enjoy!

In the afternoon, Captain Elliot submitted a report. Its contents were related to the past poisoning incident that was mistaken for an epidemic. The incident was resolved smoothly.

After finding the root of the problem and digging into it, there was no sign of ill will. All the mushrooms obtained were retrieved and disposed of. The upper-end person in charge was to be fined a large amount of money as punishment for gross negligence.

“Any other villages harmed?”

“Apart from the two villages discovered at early stages, none yet. Since the upper levels has been mostly examined, I don’t imagine there will be further damages in the future.”

The report was requesting approval from Hugo so that the incident to be finalized. The top figure at the root of the problem was under investigation and their feet were bound.

If Hugo were to give his approval, the principal figure would have to pay compensations plus fines and would be able to restart their activities in the upper levels.

It was practically the same asking the principal figure to pay a significant amount of money without complaints and expecting no more problems. However, having a certain name enter Hugo’s eyes was the start of misfortune for the top figure waiting for the trade approval to come through.

“…Wales? Is the principal owner the Count of Wales?”


It was the rule that no matter the owner, upper-end affairs were to be resolved by commercial law. A business transaction issue was resolved with money and as long as the owner did not go bankrupt, no responsibility was given to the owner’s family.

The fact that Hugo now knew the name of the person at the top was related to the reason of having no need for concerned.

A dark spark was lit in Hugo’s eyes. Because he saw her crying figure, he harbored a huge grudge towards the ringleader of the garden party incident. Because of his wife’s beseechment, he couldn’t interfere time and time again so he felt vexed. Since he’d finally chanced upon a case, he clung tenaciously to the long-awaited opportunity.

Through one channel or another, he knew about the garden party incident in relatively good detail. Naturally, he also knew that the prime leader at that time was the Countess of Wales. Just as he was considering how to warn the old snake, he caught an unbelievable case.

Hugo commanded with a grave expression.

“This case cannot be passed over lightly.”


“I’m afraid I cannot erase the thought that there was a certain intention behind this matter. Thoroughly investigate the past transaction details, including the taxes paid.”

“By thoroughly, you mean…”

“Down to the last detail. Shake the dust out.”

Elliot was a typical knight, insensitive to plots or trickery however in this matter, his Lord seemed to have noticed something to watch for. He didn’t know why but that top figure was certainly marked by his Lord. Somehow he felt sympathetic.

“Understood. I will investigate thoroughly.”

Subordinates who assisted the Duke in close proximity were rather familiar with the Duke’s character. The Duke was definitely not a magnanimous and virtuous person. He was indifferent in most cases however once he locked onto something and began to dig into it, he was closer to persistent and obstinate.

In other words, he held long grudges.


It was a month and a half since Damian left for the Academy. Damian was hardly gone before Lucia wrote him a letter and received a reply to it about 20 days later.

Today, she received his reply to the second letter she sent him. Lucia’s heart pounded as she opened the envelope. Its contents, full of pages fell out. When she read the first line of the letter starting with, ‘To Mother,’ she trembled and hugged the letter to her chest.

As she read the letter step by step, her face blossomed, full of smiles. The letter’s contents seemed like some sort or report. What was taught in class, what was eaten, who he had a conversation with. Lucia felt happy as she read the rigid contents that expressed no emotions. She felt like she could see into the child’s livelihood.

― The day is getting colder. Be careful about your health. Sincerely, Damian.

When the lengthy letter came to an end, she felt a sense of huge regret.

“He seems to be doing well so I’m glad.”

The end of the year was approaching so Lucia was preparing a gift to send to Damian.

“Milady, a guest requests to see you.”

A maid announced to her. If it was Lady Milton that came, the maid would not say it was a guest.

“A guest? Who?”

“It is the Countess of Wales.”

Lucia knit her brows slightly. She didn’t know why the Countess of Wales would commit an act of rudeness and suddenly come to find her. She considered sending her back but finally settled on listening to what business the Countess had and if it was nonsense, to kick her out.

The maid served tea. Lucia did not call for Jerome. She didn’t want to serve the delicious tea that Jerome prepares to the Countess of Wales. Unlike Lucia who sat with a slightly chilled attitude, the Countess of Wales looked intimidated. In the time they hadn’t seen, her face had grown quite haggard.

Perhaps a cold? Lucia was suspicious of the Countess’ very different complexion from the past garden party.

“What brings you here?” [Lucia]

“It was discourteous of me to suddenly request to meet you like this. Has Duchess been well in the meantime?”

“There’s no reason I wouldn’t be well. Frankly, I am dissatisfied with Countess. It was my first party prepared on a grand scale. Surely madam won’t deny holding a sizeable responsibility for it ending in such a way?”

“What can I say? When one gets old, sometimes, one’s ability to judge falls. I came to find Duchess in hopes you can generously overlook this matter.”

Lucia, who’d purposefully come on strong, weakened her icy expression at the Countess acting humble.

“Is this what today’s visit is in regards to?”

“Yes. I came to apologize.”

Lucia didn’t know the Countess of Wales would docilely lower herself like this. As the Countess was older and a leading figure in the circles, Lucia tried to gradually apply pressure rather than having a head-on confrontation.

‘Something is strange here…’

The rather unusual intimidated attitudes of the other ladies was already weighing on her mind and since even the Countess of Wales was like this, perhaps there was something she was missing.

“If that’s all you really want, I understand. I will accept Countess’ apology. But I do not wish to talk for too long today.” [Lucia]


“Do you have more to say?”

“To Duchess…there is something I would like to sincerely request…”

A request? Really, how shameless. Lucia inwardly chuckled sarcastically. In any case, the Countess of Wales seemed to see her as meek and naïve child. Lucia was not a good girl that wouldn’t take any action. She had a fairly cold side in entering a relationship with people.

“I do not privately take special requests.”

“It’s not a special request, Duchess. Please relieve the anger of his Grace the Duke.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

The Countess revealed that the top-levels owned by her family were currently encountering difficulty. The explanation was lengthy and mostly self-justification. However, from the congested story, Lucia grasped the key point.

“The top committed a blunder and was punished. Are you now associating your personal feelings with the official work of his Grace the Duke?”

“No. No. The guilt is not being denied. I know the Duke is indeed a thorough person that separates business and pleasure. But he is a little strict so I ask of you to have some mercy. Please forgive this old one for rushing over in a hurry without principle.”

After the Countess of Wales left, Lucia fell into deep thought. In the first place, from the perspective of the one being punished, a generous punishment did not exist. From what she could tell, it wasn’t that fault was being found with an innocent man.

Punishment of crime was within the scope of authority of the Taran Duke, the overseer of order in the North. The thought that maybe he was punishing them excessively because of her did not cross her mind for a second. She wasn’t that conceited.

‘So he’s quite strict on the people under him.’

She couldn’t imagine it since she’d never seen that side of him. In any case, the reason the ladies have been so careful of her mood lately must also be because of this. Perhaps they happened upon his strict side several times recently. She filed it in her head to ask him in passing. She did not really take it seriously.