I Didn’t Lull You To Sleep Only For You To Be Obsessed With Me

“How old is he this year?”

“He’d be five years old.”

In addition, questions close to an interrogation followed—the appearance of the child, the appearance of the child’s mother, the name of the child’s mother, where the child’s mother lived before giving birth to the child, etc.

‘Why is he interested in our Asher?’

A different story came to Sara’s mind this time. It was said that some nobles like children and have bad taste…

‘…If that’s the case, should I take Asher and run away tonight?’

While Sarah was pondering about it, the Lord smiled pleasingly and ordered his servant.

“Send a note to the Duke of Winterville. It seems that I’ve found a child that fits the conditions.”

The Duke of Winterville? Conditions…?

While Sarah only blinked at the unknown story, the Lord just smiled and did not explain anything further.

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In the darkened office of the Duke of Winterville’s office, Claude Winterville, the present Duke of Winterville, sat where the dim candles were lit. Even though he was only dressed in a light shirt and trousers, he looked more perfect than a man in his perfect suit. As his silver hair stained a little reddish in the candlelight, his purple eyes seemed more sweltering than the flames.

The slightly frown on his face oozes harshness from the magic accumulated in his body.

Noticing Claude’s discomfort, his aide, Lloyd, swallowed his saliva.

Claude Winterville, who was glancing through the papers, rubbed his throbbing temple. It was because he did not sleep well last night. He urged Lloyd somewhat a sharp-temperament.

“You still haven’t found him yet?”

A year ago, when Claude’s older brother and former Duke of Winterville, Leonard, died, there was something he asked of him.

〈 My dear brother. Please, find my child. 〉

His story was very complicated. Leonard had a woman he loved. If there was a problem, it was that this woman was a commoner.

…She was a duchess from a background of commoners.

It was nonsense.

Naturally, their marriage met with severe opposition. Shortly after, his lover suddenly disappeared. Leonard, who at first thought she had left because of the burden of marrying a nobleman, only later learned the truth… it was that his lover had a child.

After that, he went on a frantic search for his lover and child. However, he died of a chronic disease last year without being able to find them. Before he passed away, he earnestly begged his younger brother, Claude, to find and collect the child. So, over the past year, he has been trying to find his nephew, whom he does not know the gender of.

At first, there were too few clues. So, instead of searching secretly, he decided to send a note to each of the lords to find a woman named Jane. It has been about half a year. In the meantime, many people have visited though not one child has passed the blood relationship investigation magic.

Claude clenched his teeth firmly.

“You can’t find it even with Winterville’s intelligence. Does this make sense?”

“I’m sorry, Your Excellency.”

Claude’s eyes that glare at Lloyd shone eerily.

“Is it necessary to cut off your neck as an example so that the servants will come to their senses?”

Claude was one of the only three sword masters in the Empire.

Hearing his words, Lloyd felt as if his throat had been cut. His arms were covered with goosebumps immediately. After caressing his neck, making sure that the head was properly attached and then bowed down in front of Claude.

“Give me a little more time. We’ll find him right away.”

Crossing his legs, Claude then nodded.

“I’ll give you one more month. If there’s still no results like this, then your neck will really fly away.”

“All right.”

In the end, Lloyd walked out of Claude’s office, wiping off a cold sweat. On the other hand, as he put a cigarette in his mouth with a languid gesture, Claude fell in thought without lighting a cigarette.

‘They are bothersome.’

In fact, he had little affection for his older brother, Leonard Winterville. The good-natured Leonard cared for his younger brother, Claude, but Claude had no affection for his family from an early age.

Family was just a nuisance to him.

Consequently, there was no way he could feel affection for his nephew, whom he did not even know his face. There was only one reason he was looking for his nephew. It was because he needed a successor. He had no woman he loved, and he did not want to marry an affectionate arrangement because it was cumbersome.

…But, what if he had a nephew who was a true successor? What good news is this?

However, when he could not find the child he expected to find quickly for over a year, he slowly ran to the limit of his patience. Cutting off Lloyd’s neck was half a joke, but the urge to cut off the incompetent minions really struck him.

It was the moment when Claude lit a cigarette and took a deep breath of smoke…

Lloyd, who had gone out in contemplation, rushed into the room without knocking. He shouted as he did not even notice his master’s slightly frowned face.

“I found him! This time, it’s a child in a child in Suran’s estate!”

Claude immediately put out the cigarette and stood up.

“Place the mana gate on standby. We’re going to the Suran territory right now.”

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