In This Life, I Will Be The Lord-Chapter 310

Stopping.

Gallahan, who was washing his face dry as if tired, stopped moving.

Viege, who became even more elated at such a reaction, laughed.

"She was living there like a parasite. But what should I do? The rat hole is now owned by Lombardi. That lowly thing will have to wander around like a wanderer in search of a place to stay."

The sound of a clicking tongue echoed through the drawing room.

"Gallahan, Gallahan. You are so foolish."

Pretending to be a brother who cares about his younger brother, Viege got up from his seat and approached Gallahan one step at a time.

"It's not that I'm trying to get close to the wandering girl just to have fun with backed-up personality, but at least I'm living with like I would take care of a dog I picked up on the street."

It was so obvious.

Contrary to how he and Laurels fell in love with hunting from a young age, Gallahan cried and leaned back, saying he felt sorry for the animals.

In order to become a powerful owner of the family, Gallahan's nature was wrong.

"If you were a little smart and behaved properly, you would have been in a lot of trouble. Well, thanks to that, I was able to let the people of my family know that you have a relationship with that lowly girl. I am very grateful, Gallahan."

"Are you saying that you're going to spread the rumor...?"

"Why, you seem to be afraid of rumors, too?"

Viege giggled.

"Just as sister Shananet brought Vestian, I don't know if Shan would be the daughter of a declining aristocratic family."

When Shan's green eyes, who looked straight at him without knowing the subject, came to mind, Viege's face looked fishy.

"A wanderer who doesn't know where or how rolled herselves."

Viege deliberately leaned toward Gallahan so that he could hear it well.

"It's dirty."

Gallahan just kept his head down.

He must have been frightened.

He really liked the reaction of his brother like that. If he got down on his knees and prayed with his hands together, he thought that he might reconsider spreading rumors.

Of course, he had no intention of wasting this good opportunity to make Gallahan's name disappear at once for the sake of such pleasure.

"Older brother."

Sure enough, Gallahan slowly began to lower his hand that covered his face.

Soon after, Viege was very excited to see his frightening appearance from beyond.

However.

"I am so lucky."

Gallahan's face with his head up was expressionless.

The shadow of his hand lifted, and the revealed green eyes gleamed smoothly in the light of the room.

"My brother was a little intelligent person. I wouldn't have come forward to use clumsy methods such rumors."

"...What?"

"If I had been my brother, I would rather ask me to run away from Lombardi. Far away, so that my father will never find me."

Viege's shoulders flinched.

"You blew up a good opportunity to get me out of your way. I can't help it. The eldest son of Lombardi is not very smart."

"You, you punk!"

Unlike the momentum of rushing in and grabbing him by the collar at any moment, Viege could not take a step away from his seat.

It was difficult to make eye contact with the cold Gallahan.

Instead, Viege tried to sarcastically pretend nothing happened.

"Hmph, what if the fact that you are close to the lowly girl gets to father's ears? Do you think it will still be there?"

No matter how much he pretend not to be afraid of rumors, in reality, he won't.

Viege thought so.

However, Gallahan's expressionless face overlooked him with a hint of ridicule at first glance.

"Didn't you say that Lombardi bought the 'Blue Wave'?"

"Yeah. I bought it myself, who manages the real estate in Lombardi. The buildings around it are going to be Lombardi's sooner or later."

"Then, who was the one who ordered you to do that?"

"Well, that's..."

It was Lulac Lombardi, his father and family owner.

"There's no way that father doesn't know what you know."

As if it wasn't even worth talking to, Gallahan turned around, leaving behind Viege, who was babbling like a goldfish.

And he spoke quietly while holding the doorknob in the drawing room.

"Never talk about Shan like that again. Please."

Apparently he said 'please', but why does it sound like 'command'?

In the end, Viege, who was left alone, stood in the drawing room for a long time with a sullen look.

***

"I should just get up".

Shan, who had not slept all night, woke up from the bed with a tired face.

She had a lot of thoughts, so it was inevitable to lose sleep.

In the end, Shan, who sat down on the bed, murmured as she looked out at the twilight dawn.

"Is it right to just go back to the village?"

She came a long way with the determination to meet Gallahan and live the future the dream showed her.

The person she met with such difficulty was a kinder and more lovable person than she had seen in her dreams.

Naturally, Shan fell in love with him.

And she could tell.

That Gallahan would feel the same way as herself.

But apart from that, Shan was getting more and more depressed.

"Because Gallahan is someone who can be happy enough without me."

Feeling particularly chilly in the still dark room, Shan crouched down.

And murmured once more.

"Should I just go back?"

After staring out the window for a while, Shan got up.

She wanted to walk a little.

Squeak—

Shan's visit opened with a small noise.

"...Gallahan?"

At her call, the man, who was crouching in the hallway in the same shape as Shan was sitting a while ago, raised his head.

"Are you up, Shan?"

There was a tired look on his face that he couldn't hide while he greeted her.

"What? Were you waiting for me? Since when?"

"...It hasn't been long."

"Lies."

Shan stared at Gallahan for a moment with her squinted eyes, then grabbed his arm and raised him up.

"First, come inside and talk."

"...yes."

The door closed again, and in the quiet room, Shan asked again.

"What happened? If you had something to say urgently, but you wouldn't knock."

"Because Shan is sleeping."

Gallahan answered meekly.

"I don't want to disturb Shan's sleep, but I really wanted to say something."

"What do you want to say... What is it?"

"That's what I'm saying."

Gallahan said while looking at Shan with deep eyes.

"Don't go, Shan."

"What do you mean?"

He heard she has to leave 'Blue Wave'. Just in case she wanted to go back to her hometown...

Gallahan carefully held Shan's one hand.

"Don't go."

"Gallahan..."

"If you don't go, will you?"

Gallahan's big eyes, which had always had a friendly light, were full of fear.

It was a fear that he might not see Shan again, that he might lose her.

"Gallahan."

"Yes, Shan."

"Do you need me...?"

Green eyes that resemble each other suddenly met.

"Yes."

"Really?"

"I can't do anything without Shan now."

Gallahan gave a little more strength to the hand he was holding.

Shan moved her finger a few times in his big hand and answered.

"Okay, I won't go."

"...Really?"

"Yes. I'll be by Gallahan's side."

"Ah..."

Gallahan's white face spread the joy of relief.

"If Gallahan wants to, I will be here. and......."

Shan smiled brightly.

"Actually, I don't want to leave Lombardi either."

It was when she answered like that.

With the feeling of being dragged, a solid arm hugged Shan.

"I, I have something I want to say to Shan, but I'm not ready right now..."

Gallahan said, hugging Shan with more force on both arms.

"Can you wait a little bit?"

In that reassuring embrace, Shan closed her eyes and smiled.

Instead of the chill of the dawn, Gallahan's body temperature seeped into her body.

"As much as you want, Gallahan."

***

"You did a great job, Mr. Gallahan!"

Romassie Dillard said with a smile.

Romassie Dillard's eyes were dizzy, when there was a big problem arose at the top while preparing for the crown prince's wedding and festival,

His legs were shaking because he thought he might end up tarnishing Lombardi's name.

However, Gallahan solved the problem safely with the way he thought of it momentarily, and tomorrow was finally the wedding day of the crown prince.

"If it wasn't for Mr. Gallahan, what would have happened? I hate to even think about it."

"I didn't do it alone. That's an exaggerated compliment, top's Lord."

Even in front of the sparkling eyes of Romassie Dillard and the top staff, Gallahan only humbly said so.

"Excessive humility is rather disrespectful, Gallahan."

Everyone's attention was drawn to the voice entering the top office door.

Romassie Dillard welcomed the familiar face with a rare smile and quickly bowed to greet him.

"Patriarch! What brings you here?"

Translator Note: Readers, I've just started translating new novel 'Becoming the Villain's Family'. If you like it, you can find it on the story list of this same account page. ^_^