Married To A Savage Duke - Chapter 63-1

Meanwhile, it was not a short time before, as Mrs. Bailey expected, the return of two hundred nobles to the main castle. Arriving one by one, they entered the Great Hall with good-natured laughter. Most people admired how well the bride and groom matched, and some still commented on the glass greenhouse. In the background, some young aristocrats were having illegal conversations.

“It’s the best new product from Dakon Kingdom. Only those who have experienced it will know the effect.” A young nobleman, dressed in a high-quality suit, took a small paper wrapper from his inner pocket. It was filled with flour-white powder. Immediately, the nobles’ eyes twinkled the moment they recognized it.

“That will take me to heaven, right?”

“You know very well. It’s a powder that’s dried and refined from the leaves of a particular grass, which is the raw material. Not to mention, it’s highly concentrated.”

“Where did you get this precious thing?”

“I have fought really hard to acquire it. If I can’t have this pleasant powder, this big banquet would be boring. Here’s another one.” He tapped his back pocket and grinned. “Even a small amount ensures the best effects. Your eyes will not turn bloodshot and the powder itself is colorless and odorless, so you don’t have to worry about getting caught. It just looks like you’re drunk on the outside.”

“Hey…. Can’t you just take a bite and try it?”

“Hey. Say something that makes sense! Once the banquet begins, you can look for a buyer. At least three people must be brought in per person.”

“Okay. Let’s go inside the castle.”

After the whispering conversation, the aristocrats turned their steps in vain. They ran up like a spring when they encountered a huge man standing behind them.

“What? What the hell!” A man in a terrible hurry was staring down at them. The nobles, who felt threatened by the stranger, gulped. The nobles weren’t small in size because they were children of wealthy families. However, the man had a larger head than them and had a broad physique unique to the Northerners. After that, a slimmer-bodied man rubbed his forehead and had a somewhat awkward face.

“Where are you going?” A huge man asked the nobles in a haughty voice. Then, the man behind him slapped him on the shoulder.

“Brother!”

“Oh, the way you talk.” The man cleared his throat loudly and continued with a solemn expression. “Where do you think you’re going?”

The aristocrats exchanged bewildered glances. Judging from his ignorance of etiquette, it must have been the person who was acting as Archduke Blkanov’s escort. The drug-holding aristocrat raised his chin and answered slyly. “We’re not planning anything, aren’t we? Get out of our way.”

“Then what’s that drug in your pocket?” The man jabbed the inside pocket of the noble’s jacket. The nobles got surprised, wondering if he overheard their conversation. Whoever possessed the drug, which was strictly prohibited from smuggling, would be severely punished. They all came from influential families, so prison time would be avoided somehow, but that could not undermine the family’s reputation.The nervous aristocrats soon reached the same idea. There was no evidence, as this man might have heard the conversation. There was no way that a drug with little odor could be detected, and a mere guard could not search the body of a noble bloodline.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” They responded cheekily. “You think we’re dealing drugs? Now don’t be rude and back off.”

“Not only the inner pocket, but also the left back pocket, under the right trouser hem, and——” *SNIFFS* “——-You also hid it under your pair of socks.”

The man, who had given the young masters a pathetic look, pinpointed exactly where he hid the drug. In particular, the aristocrats who smuggled the drugs became contemplative.

“W-What are you talking about? Get out of the way now!”

“In addition———” *SNIFF* “——-What’s this? Did you put it in your underwear? Damn it! How dirty!” The man clasped his nose and shouted. He suddenly crouched down, surprising the nobles. Then, a slender man sighed and dissuaded him.

“Brother Cole, don’t make loud noises, and calm down.”

“You also smelled this dirty smell, haven’t you, chief? This dirty southerner must be wearing a few days-old mops inside!”

“Don’t put your sense of smell on edge and try to calm it down as usual. You’ll feel better.”

While the men were having a strange conversation, one of the nobles looked at the young master, who had the drugs, bitterly.

“Hey! You said you only brought two bags! what’s going on?”

“Yeah, that’s why we have to sell things with impurities… eek! My lord, you wouldn’t believe my words, would you?”

“What are you talking about impurities just now? Are you really trying to trick us?”

There was also a disturbance among the nobles. The young master, whose face had turned red, turned his arrow to the Balkan men in a rage.

“How dare these smart asses act rude in front of me? Do you know who I am? If you don’t want to regret it, you’d better step back now!”

“I’ll move on without accusing you, so you’d better comply.”

Lecter handed over a leather bag as if asking them to put the drug in it. Then the aristocrat shouted with his eyes wide open.

“Can’t you clean up this mess?”

“There was an order from Archduke Blkanov not to bring any drugs into the castle. Are you against the will of the Grand Duke, my lord?”

“Oh, no. I didn’t mean to——————”

“If you don’t comply, the archduke will see it with that intention. Please put the drug in.” Lecter continued, looking at the aristocrat who had given up his butt as if he was pathetic.