Woman Hating Duke 5 & 6

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The chapters are short usually short so depending on length; it will be published two by two, if the chapters are short, or one at a time, if the chapter is long.

 The Duke of Magnaria:

THIS WEB NOVEL WAS MACHINE TRANSLATED BY Zubeneschamali
I ran about strange corridors until I reached what looked like the kind of place I was searching for. The terrace was created to look like a square garden in a quiet corner of the Palace, here; I heard the voices of ladies.

‘My dear, you are just an impoverished aristocrat, how did you get the Duke to notice you?’

‘Isn’t it because she told him her feet were sore, and made him take off her shoes for her without even dancing! I was amazed at how she decided to use her body because she had no confidence in her face.’

‘Bu…but, His Grace told me I was cute and he liked my face. He feels comfortable when he’s with me. He said that your eyes were bloodshot and scary!’

‘What’s that?! The Duke told me I was the most beautiful; he liked a graceful and modest woman. You should look at yourself in the mirror, you look like a pig!’

Just as I suspected, to play with ladies’ minds like this, he really is the worst; all because he wanted to stop all this talk of marriage.

‘Hold on! His Grace says that I’m the sexiest and have the most generous heart! He told me he would love to see me every day, unlike you ladies; chopping board girl and pig girl. I would not lose to women like you!’ (Zuben: Generous heart indeed)

Slap!

There was a loud sound of hand on skin. I think someone slapped someone. What is this? Has this become a brawl over the Duke of Magnaria?!

‘Stop!’

I jumped out to stand before Helmina. She was surrounded by ten other ladies. Isabel had a red cheek and Muriel was standing across from her. Isabel’s eyes were ablaze with anger.

‘Do not stop me, Julia! This pig slapped me! Is an impoverished aristocrat trying to start a fight with the Earl of Bourbon? Then this lady will give you one!’

‘Isabel, you called me a chopping board woman! You and I are no longer friends. You and your milking cow breasts!’

Isabel and Muriel raised their hands. Isabel to Helmina. Muriel to Isabel. I could see Muriel putting a lot of power into her slap. My body moved reflexively. Suddenly, I felt like both my cheeks went into shock and I feel to the ground.

‘Stop it!’ I said again.

Everyone gasped and stood shock still at my fall. I managed to pull my aching body back up and spoke slowly as though I was admonishing children.

‘The Duke is wavering between a fascinating woman like Isabel, a graceful woman like Muriel and a relaxing woman like Helmina. So even if you squabble you will not gain anything. In the moment the Duke was with each of you, he must have thought you were wonderful women indeed.’

Yes, that’s it…we can’t let that sly Duke Magnaria get his way! (Zuben: Is it a sin that the man does not want to get married?) The goal was to resolve it amicably.

‘I wonder if the Duke is all alone right now. What if some other woman comes and keeps him company while he is lonely? Maybe his Grace’s heart will be taken by her.’

The three women in question looked startled; one after the other they quickly left the terrace in search of the Duke. Thinking, perhaps the Duke was looking for them…

After the entourage ladies followed, leaving me on the terrace.

I breathed a sigh of relief, ‘That went fairly well. They are supposed to be delicate ladies of depth, but they are surprisingly powerful.’

I looked down at my dishevelled self; I had scrapped my elbow and there was some blood. As soon as I saw it my pain increased and I was saddened. At that moment, a familiar voice said from behind me,
‘Who the hell are you interfering with my plan?’

Bargaining in the Palace:

THIS WEB NOVEL WAS MACHINE TRANSLATED BY Zubeneschamali
 I turned to find a man glaring at me. The moon was behind him so his features were in shadow but I could see that he had shining golden hair. I could feel that he was immensely angry at me. As soon as he saw my face, his expression turned to one of surprise.

‘You…you’re Julia?’

‘Huh…?’

This situation, whatever I may think; this was the His Grace the Duke of Magnaria. But I have never been acquainted with him, have I?

‘That is correct. How may I help you?’ I asked. I tried my memory to see if I recognised him. No I have never had the opportunity to meet the Duke. If I had seen such a handsome face even once, I would never forget it. Ah but…his ears…

‘Marius…? You are the misogynistic womaniser Duke of Magnaria; the worst man?!’

His hair and eye colour were different, but his facial features were the same. We glared at each other as he said, ‘No. I only think women are beings lower than dog that unabashedly lie and will betray you at the slightest opportunity.’

‘Well said. But you are also an enemy of women; confusing those girls with pretty words that contradict each other inducing them into fighting. It was a very good plan.’

Using Helmina as a target for Isabel and Muriel who had the ladies of the nobility divided into camps; she would be bullied and harassed, and would be unable to think about marriage and that could be used as an excuse.

With society’s top two ladies hostile to one another, they would not be able to be rational; therefore, there would be an unprecedented fracas between the two camps. Both sides would cause problems bullying each other because they were convinced they were the chosen one. They would be convinced that they would be protected by the Duke. It was a rather devious and callous plan, wasn’t it?

‘I would never have thought you were a noble. Speaking without shyness to a gentleman traveller and you can distinguish a Grusk person. But this is a problem. Because of you, I actually have to choose one of these women; what are you going to do about it?’

‘My condolences. I personally nominate Isabel for your bride. I feel sorry for her that she would be married to a man like you. Although, she is just as bad.’ I replied with a sharp glare. I will not be hurt. The quarrel which was sold is the principle which was bought (Zuben: ? *shrug) I would not let such an inhumane person get away with it.

‘Are you looking to quarrel with me? I will not lower myself to argue with such a woman with low self awareness.’

‘Is that so? You’ve probably only every had a good business woman or widow opposed to you. But now it is time to pay the piper: Marry Isabel and have babies happily.’

He suddenly pressed me against the wall, his visage threatening with one arm blocking an escape. There was a thud and a pain shot through my back. This is the so-called kabe-don, but the intention is opposite. Blood thirsty eyes moved closer to my face while he deliberately squeezed my hurt arm with his other hand.

‘Ow!’ I cried.

‘You know I am a misogynist. You know I am a duke with a great deal of power in our Kingdom; it would be very easy to crush your family name. Would you like me to show you?’

That is true; it would be easy to crush a weak house like family, but I did not want to succumb to this despicable, despotic man.

I glared with all my might and said, ‘How annoying. When I am done with you, you can tell me which one of us is more dominant, eh?’

I kissed him.
At first, his lips trembled in puzzlement, but he silently accepted my kiss without refusing. But this is not the first time I have kissed. While courting with my second fiancé, he kissed me a deeply a lot. It turned out he was more into men, but we kissed many times. I suppose because he was trying to respond to me, but nothing happened. But he got turned on by the baker’s son who visited often. In the end, he went off with the baker’s son and left me. So I know how to deep kiss (Zuben: An Achievement has been obtained: Deep Kiss Lv. 99) I forced my tongue between the Duke’s lips. I collected my saliva and poured it into his mouth and forced him to swallow it. There was an obscene sound to our kissing. (Zuben: Prerequisite "Japan why?")

To make the sounds on purpose, I kissed open mouthed, gasping and stirring up excitement. For some reason, his previous resistance changed like he was gently giving over to me.

I wasn’t doing such a reckless thing without a plan. Although, I am interested in sexual things, I am not a lewd woman. I pressed my body against the Duke’s crotch and I could feel he was ripe. Soon it was hard and I let go of his lips.

The Duke’s cheeks were stained red to his ears from the excitement, and his breathing was fast. This ikemen’s aroused face had considerable destructive power but I managed to recover my senses and keep reason.

‘So your Grace, I wonder what people would think if I screamed now. My cheeks are red and swollen from the slaps, and there is a bleeding abrasion on my arm. And there is you, with your crotch engorged. No matter how much power and honour you have, this isn’t a situation you couldn't escape from easily.’

‘Julia, you…!’

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