I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter - Chapter 8

(T/n: Hi, I will change Paul (Based on the previous translator) to Felio since the Korean is 페리오. And Leonia to Leonier. And I will also change Old man to uncle. And you can read the previous chapter in NU. ^^)

 

“What will you do when the candy is full?”

 

“I want to share it with my unnie.” (t/n: Unnie meaning is like sisters, she called the maid ‘unnie’)

 

Oh goodness, the maids are genuinely moved.

 

“Then we’ll be leaving.”

 

“Shake this bell if you need anything.”

 

The maids held a silver bell with a well-crafted handle in Leonier’s hand.

 

When she shook the bell lightly, a clear tone rang.

 

The maids explained to Leonier, who was sceptical that a person could arrive simply by hearing a ticking sound.

 

“It’s made by magic.”

 

“All the servants understand it.”

 

The maids wore thin bracelets around their wrists. The colour of the silver piece on the strap matched the colour of the bell.

 

Wow, Leonier has her lips rounded in amazement.

 

“That’s amazing—”

 

“Right? We’re amazed, too.”

 

“It’s as expensive as it is.”

 

The maids secretly taught her that she could live like this because she’s a part of the Voreoti family.

 

Then the maids stepped back along with the words to ‘take a rest comfortably.’

 

Leonier, who was left alone in the room, observed the bells in her hands.

 

It must be very expensive to have magic on it, right? Leonier thought so and put the bell on the table.

 

The smooth-looking little bell was beautiful.

 

Leonier once saw a musician playing beautiful performances by squeezing bells like this on a table in a row and then shaking them one by one with quick hand movements.

 

In her past life.

 

*****

 

Felio entered the room and bathed himself in warm water after spending time with ‘guests’ in the dungeon.

 

He was alone as usual, with no servants.

 

‘After a long time, I’m pretty tired of cleaning up.’

 

Tomorrow, as Leonier said, he’s thinking of tying a rope to a cliff and hanging them.

 

But if he did it, he expected them to die right away. In any case, he had to keep them alive until spring.

 

He leaned into the tub in a drowsy manner, his eyes closed as if sleeping.

 

At that moment, water fell on the bathroom ceiling; he opened his eyes to the sound.

 

‘Crazy people, they’re f*cked up.’

 

Then he recalls Leonier serving the ‘guests,’ and the corners of his mouth naturally raised.

 

‘How in the world can such an idea be done?’

 

Felio was surprised and delighted by the child, who had not learned anything properly because he was still looking for a tutor.

 

He has no idea how beautiful she was when she was jiggling boots in one hand.

 

‘A child isn’t a pet.’

 

He remembered what Kara had said the day before. Felio’s rash adoption was the source of the old lady’s concern.

 

Felio, on the other hand, thought the butler’s concerns were intrusive.

 

‘How is it that it’s a pet?’

 

He thought she had good eyesight, but it seemed to have faded as she grew older.

 

Leonier was not a weak animal that could be tamed with a leash.

 

From the first time he saw this kid, he was impressed by her determination not to lose to anyone. The beast itself was the strength of being mistreated by the orphanage elders while remaining unaffected.

 

If he tries to tame it with a leash, he’ll end up in a lot of trouble, just like the dungeon guests.

 

‘By the way—’

 

As expected, this child is strange.

 

‘How do you know the requiem?’

 

The orphanage was unable to provide the children with proper education. So, how did she find out about it?

 

Felio cleaned his body with a large, fluffy towel prepared in advance by the servants after taking a bath at the same time as he had planned.

 

Requiem, financial embezzlement

 

What the child said was not something that even a noble child her age would bring up.

 

She was five years old when she was admitted to the orphanage. The guardian was probably together before that.

 

Felio was not interested in the child’s past, but he reasoned that it would be better to find out.

 

Even if the birth parents appeared and claimed parental rights, there would be no problem because she had already joined the family.

 

‘Or do you think you’re a genius?’

 

Felio, who emerged from the bathroom wearing only one pair of pants, was pleased, claiming that his daughter’s brilliant idea stemmed from her natural talent.

 

This year, which was almost boring, was made much more enjoyable by Leonier.

 

Adoption, which was similar to an instinct, has turned out to be Felio’s best thing in life.

 

“Did you finish the bath?”

 

Felio, who had ended his bath in a good mood, was greeted by Loupe.

 

“I didn’t ask you to come in?”

 

Felio took a step forward and passed Loupe. After a bath, there was still a light drink on the table.

 

Brown liquor leaned over a round of ice that had fallen into a clear bottle.

 

He didn’t blame Loupe for his rude behaviour because he’s in a good mood.

 

“There’s something I want to say.”

 

“With that face?”

 

Loupe’s face seemed like someone who can be knocked down all of a sudden and passed out for three to four days.

 

Loupe felt cheated. This was all because Felio quit work and drank alone, so the weak subordinate couldn’t even nag his supervisor.

 

His look at him silently shrank, despite the disparity in class.

 

“I apologize for coming without words, but I felt this was an important matter, so I dropped by.”

 

Felio, who had been asked to excuse his rudeness, leaned on his desk and moved his head lightly. He intended to say it only once.

 

He was in a good mood at the time, so he was able to let go of something.

 

It was back then.

 

Knock-knock; they heard a young voice with a knock on the door.

 

“Uncle are you there?”

 

Felio and Loupe looked at the door at the same time.

 

“Is there no uncle here?”

 

“He must be still washing up.”

 

A maid who accompanied her said. When the maid mentioned seeing people getting ready for a bath earlier, Leonier inquired once more, “Is that so?”

 

“Will you return later?”

 

“Uhm—”

 

After a brief moment of concern, the child stated that she must wait.

 

“Are you scared of the uncle, Unnie?”

 

An unexpected concern arose. Felio and Loupe remained quiet as they observed the conversation outside the door.

 

The maid expressed her fear unequivocally.

 

“In the north, the master is the Duke of Voreoti. It’s normal to be afraid of the world’s strongest man. I’m just a regular maid.”

 

This suggested that Felio’s whole presence was terrifying.

 

Loupe praised the maid who had responded so quickly.

 

She also inserted a short note stating that she works for Duke Voreoti.

 

When he looked at Felio, it seemed that he was familiar with it.

 

“But Uncle is nice to me?”

 

Leonier bragged that she had already received two candies today.

 

“That’s because the master cares about you a lot, Lady.”

 

“Is that so?”

 

“Isn’t that right?”

 

“Uhm…”

 

Leonier’s sentences became hazy. The child could clearly be seen smiling by the two adults in the room.

 

Her short hair will be trembling as well. The rounded back would look great.

 

“…I’m hoping so.”

 

He secretly heard a shy voice.

 

Felio lifted the corner of his lip, remembering Leonier’s shy expression.

 

“However, what if the uncle never married because of me?”

 

Loupe, who had been moved by the child’s clumsy honesty just moments before, hurriedly bit his tongue.

 

Even if he was a few minutes late, he nearly broke out laughing. He then sneaked a glance at Felio.

 

He was staring at the door, quite dumbfounded.

 

“Our Master is popular.”

 

“Face isn’t everything.”

 

Leonier said sternly, ‘You must be kind.’

 

“The Uncle’s temper isn’t normally filthy……”

 

The child let out a sigh. It was like a bunch of aunts worrying about their next-door neighbour’s unmarried son.

 

Loupe, who felt not enough just by biting his lips, feels compelled to bite something else because it’s too adorable.

 

“Should I give him something to eat?”

 

Loupe gulps and lifts his shoulders.

 

“My uncle—”

 

He has a bad temper, but he’s also—

 

The maid was silent now, as though she was fighting back her laughter.

 

Loupe was silently laughing against the couch. His stomach nearly hurt worse than he could bear.

 

She is very concerned and unhappy about Duke Voreoti. Big guys weren’t just some old big guys.

 

“As a result of me…”

 

Leonier was going to empathize with Felio once more.

 

The securely shut door slammed open. The maid fell to the floor, screaming at the open door. Felio, who was still wearing his pants, gazed down with displeasure over the open gates.

 

“Huh, are you here, uncle?”

 

Leonier was bright as if she had forgotten everything she had said.

 

“Why did you pretend you weren’t there—.”

 

The child’s black eyes were drawn to Felio’s nude upper body and he soon turned toward Loupe, where he stood up while clutching the sofa.

 

Loupe’s face flushed as he tried to hold in his laughter.

 

“…Huh?”

 

Short fingers pointed alternately at Felio and Loupe.

 

“Uncle, you’re naked, and Loupe is on Uncle’s sofa….”

 

“Lady! It’s not like that!”

 

The maid hurriedly corrected Leonier’s trembling voice. The maid had a blue face like a living person in the world.

 

Felio and Loupe rushed to distance themselves, their brains moving belatedly due to the child’s rude delusion.

 

The two despised each other and walked down. Felio even turned around.

 

“…Come in.”

 

Felio called Leonier in for now. The maid waited outside the door.

 

“Uncle—”

 

“It’s not like that.”

 

“Unc—”

 

“I said it’s not like that.”

 

Felio, who gave a strong excuse for the last word, breathed a shameful sigh.

 

“Do I look like such a man?”

 

Felio was hurt.

 

“Uncle, it’s never a sin to love the same sex—”

 

“Not that.”

 

It’s a misunderstanding now, Felio said.

 

“Will I lose popularity just because I have one child?”

 

Leonier, who thought hard for a moment, shook his head soon. Felio looked confident in that look.

 

“Uncle is great.”

 

“As long as you know, it’s enough.”

 

“But one day, you’ll have to meet a good person.”

 

How old is the person he is talking to now? Felio was stunned by the Uncle’s remarks.

 

“Not now.”

 

“Because of me?”

 

“I just don’t like anyone.”

 

At this point, Felio wondered why he should have this conversation with the child.

 

Felio flinched as he tried to hold Leonier in his arms.

 

“…Why?”

 

Leonier, who was preparing to hold his arms out, looked down.

 

The child’s black eyes, beckoning to hug him, gazed through his firm chest.

 

Felio, feeling frightened, took Leonier in his arms after putting on a nearby shirt and meticulously fastening the buttons.

 

“Tch.”

 

He ignored the sounds.