I Became the Male Lead's Adopted Daughter

Chapter 33

Although she received unintentional help from her birth mother, Leonia was somewhat shocked by the newly revealed secret of her birth. She even forgot the thought of trying to figure out why Marquis Pardus had appeared.

Her birth mother got pregnant when she was just a teenager. Pelliot’s rare embarrassment was understandable enough. She was surprised to be born that way.

‘It’s amazing in many ways.’

Indeed, the northern black beasts also had a terrific accident. Leonia closed her beloved book ‘Life is all in vain’, which Pelliot returned. No matter how vain her life was, she couldn’t read her favorite book. For now, she wanted to purify her shocked mind with the children’s book that Pelliot bought her.

‘Then what kind of person is the biological father?’

She was not curious. But she wanted to pour a bunch of cursing on that face. With what kind of brain did he trick a young girl to run away and then get her pregnant at such a young age? She wanted to put a fist into each question. No, she wanted to pierce him with her fangs.

It’s not just Regina’s fault for the irresponsible pregnancy. Rather, if it were her fault, the biological father, who persuaded and irresponsibly flirted with a young woman, was more serious.

‘I’m sure, that bastard must have run away.’

Otherwise, there was no reason for her to have such a difficult time at the orphanage.

“Lady, you should go to lunch.”

“Yes!”

Inside, she constantly swears at her biological father’s faucet, who she doesn’t know his face and runs away without responsibility. She vows that one day he will unplug that useless faucet if she meets her biological father.

When she arrived at the dining room, Pelliot came first and was waiting.

“Dad!”

Leonia, who ran to Pelliot, whom she saw after a few days, grabbed his long legs.

“Leo, I told you not to run.”

“Are you okay, Dad? are you alright?”

“I’m so tired.”

Pelliot sat Leonia on the chair next to him. In fact, Pelliot’s face was smeared with tiredness. Leonia frowned and reached out her hand. She wanted to stroke him, but her arms were short and she failed.

“Who gave my dad such a hard time!”

“Leo, will you go and beat them?”

“Yes! I will beat them up!”

“Look at this,” said Leonia, clenching her fists into the air. Almost all of Pelliot’s fatigue had already been blown away by the child’s exaggerated bravado.

Lunch was served while the two father-and-daughter were chatting. Rosé pasta made with seafood and salad made with crunchy leafy vegetables and cheese were considerate to not burden Pelliot, who is still busy with work.

“Wow, shrimp!”

“Do you like shrimp?”

“As good as chicken.”

How can she be so happy with just one shrimp? Pelliot stared at the scene, then took out the shrimp from his plate and fed it with his own hands. This time, the baby beast, who was chewing and eating, grabbed the shrimp from her plate and held it out.

“Dad too aahh.”

Pelliot stared with curious eyes at his daughter, who could do pretty things without having to be asked for, and he happily accepted and ate it. To be more precise, everything Leonia did was pretty and cute.

‘After all, coercion is not good.’

When he stopped worrying about how to nurture her childhood innocence, Leonia behaved more like a child than she had before. Her expression brightened and shimmered as she was free to do what she liked.

“A new tutor is coming.”

Pelliot, who was satisfied with such a change, delivered the news. Leonia, whose lips were covered in tomato sauce, stopped her meal.

“Whai hai u dhoung it?” (Why are you doing it?)

“Swallow whatever is in your mouth.”

Leonia hurriedly swallowed what was in her mouth, just as her father had told her.

“A new tutor?”

“Yes.”

Pelliot said, wiping the sauce off Leonia’s mouth with a napkin.

Originally, Leonia’s etiquette teacher was going to be someone other than Cerena, but they continued to reject the offer for some reason. But this time they eventually accepted the offer of tutoring her.

“…… I don’t like women who have anything to do with Dad.”

Leonia, who recalled her previous experiences, was wary.

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

This time the etiquette teacher was Ardea’s wife.

Her name is Hero Bosgrouni.

“She is the head of Count Bosgrouni’s house.”

“Is Teacher Ardea a nobleman?”

He even comes from a Northern planted family.

Leonia recalled Ardea drawing a line at Cerena’s hometown, the Mereoca family, as a migrant family the other day. It seemed that there was some serious discrimination, but it seems that he came from a planted family with long history.

“Not now.”

“Teacher, not a noble? Why?”

“Because the two are separated now.”

“…… What does Dad want to do?”

Was he trying to add another element of turmoil to a peaceful house?

“If you don’t like her , tell me you don’t like her.”

Leonia’s eyes gave an unsure look. At this point, she began to suspect that Pelliot was deliberately hiring only the quirky tutors to mess with her.

“What is this, a new child abuse?”

“My daughter puts a dagger in her Dad’s chest.”

“That’s what I should say.”

“Dad is hurt.”

“It must have hurt your feelings.”

Pelliot was the impression of an assailant who would have inflicted an 8-week* injury on someone by anyone looking at it. Pelliot continued, ignoring Leonia’s gaze.

“And from now on, once a week, your training will be added.”

It was just a way to handle the fangs of the beast. Leonia showed curiosity, who had been grumbling about her tutor a little while ago, and her eyes lit up. This was something she liked.

“It was unstable, but Leo, you also showed your fangs clearly. So you will learn how to properly expose it and how to use it. There is also physical training.”

“No, I don’t like physical training…….”

Leonia, an indoor person, was already suffering from diligent physical training.

“You will be my successor, and you have to learn little by little from now on.”

Pelliot nags, telling her not to be lazy.

“… … Dad, are you really going to make me your heir?”

Leonia was still startled by Pelliot’s determination to make her his successor.

He had told a similar story before. At the time, Leonia had not yet opened her mind to this world, so she shrugged it off, but it is different now. Since she was determined to live with Pelliot’s family, Leonia had to think clearly about this succession issue too. But it still didn’t hit her yet. There was also the question of whether that was realistically possible.

No matter how bloody the family, Leonia is known as an illegitimate child.

“Did I not tell you before?”

In fact, Pelliot had a face that he did not understand at all why she was still saying that.

“At first, when I adopted you, I considered all of that.”

“So I said. I’m going to live my life recklessly.”

“Leo, if you really don’t want to, then I’ll think about it. Because you’re still young, so there’s no chance of getting married at all. But even so, it does not change that you are my daughter, and that you are the number one successor to Duke Voreotti.”

In addition, if she raises a question like this, he would have her mouth sewn up, Pelliot brought out a heartless threat. In fact, it was more like a magic spell to harden Leonia’s heart more than a threat.

“…… hmph.”

Leonia turned her head away.

“Then what, shall we do something?”

The round, small ears that were exposed over the black hair were dyed bright red.

Pelliot just smiled quietly. Leonia, embarrassed for nothing, covered her face with her hands. And soon the child, who had calmed her mind, gave an awkward croak, corrected her posture and sat up straight.

After dinner, Leonia took the lead and walked up to take Pellio to his office.

“Dad.”

“Yes?”

Leonia asked while walking side by side with their hands clasped.

“Why is Teacher Ardea separated?”

Still, he was her tutor, and she thought she would be able to do something if she knew a little bit about the situation, whether it was arranging the marriage between the couple or keeping an eye on them.

Pelliot shrugged his shoulders. As if it was nothing.

“The former head, Ardea, left his wife and children in the North to study at the beginning of their marriage. So his wife, the present Head, Count Hero Bosgrouni, took over as head and all the titles in order to feed her children.”

And he closed Leonia’s chin, which was wide open in surprise, by hand.

* * *

‘…… My dad is also very talented.’

Leonia marveled at Pelliot’s ability to gather the husband and wife, who had been separated, in one mansion.

They said that no one is perfect in the world, and Pelliot’s shortcomings were the perfect proof of that. He doesn’t care too much about the situation of others. A prime example was Cerena, the former Countess Tedros, and the current Lady Mereoca. He knew she liked him, but he called her as his daughter’s tutor because she was good at it.

And today.

As expected.

“Ho, honey!”

“Ardea, you bastard……!”

Leonia looked at the elderly couple fighting in front of her with empty eyes.

The word may be a fight, but it was a one-sided beating fromCount Hero Bosgrouni. For the old woman who had survived the harsh winds and waves in the North, the former professor Ardea, who had lived his entire life buried in books, was not even worth a fistful. Still, she throws her fist away.

‘How did it happen?’

Leonia remembered only a few minutes ago.

‘I am Count Hero Bosgrouni.’

Count Hero Bosgrouni, who visited the mansion, was an old lady with her gray-brown hair elegantly tied up. Her straight waist, wide shoulders, and pointed nose on the wrinkled bridge of the nose made the old lady’s impression terribly fierce.

But when she actually talked to her, she was a sweet and kind person like the butler Kara. Rather, she showed that she was worried for Leonia about what had happened with Cerena, and delicately gauged the progress of her etiquette education.

Until then, Leonia also understood why Pelliott wanted to give her this person. Count Bosgrouni was truly the best teacher.

‘Teacher, I would like to thank you.’

‘I would like to thank you too.’

She even complimented Leonia saying it felt good to meet a good student after a long time.

And while they were moving to class.

‘Lady, the question you asked last time…….’

Another tutor, who was living in the mansion, met the new tutor.

It was the beginning of hell.

“If you came back to the North, you should have shown your face!”

“Then you’re going to hit me like this again!”

“Of course, why wouldn’t I! When I think of all the hardships I’ve suffered because of you……!”

“Are, aren’t your, your knees bad, Wife!”

“Yes!”

A bloody fight between two couples who were on the verge of separating, but still not divorced, brought Leonia back to this terrible hell. How is it that everyone who comes to be the etiquette teacher is so militant? She wanted to applaud the uniformly warlike Northerners.

Just then, a chair flew across.

Leonia, who wanted no more, shook her head and left the room, shaking her head. The last thing she saw when she came out was that the couple grabbed each other by the collar and dropped each other repeatedly.

“Lady!”

Meleis hurried to find Leonia who had come out.

“Are you okay?”

She was worried that the young lady might have been startled by the commotion, but fortunately, Leonia didn’t show any signs of that. Meleis had forgotten for a moment that even her young lady was not normal.

“Sister Meleis.”

“Yes, lady.”

“Does ‘manner’ in the north mean fighting?”