The Resetting Lady

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Duran Lloyd’s rise to the capital was to drug Karen Haier.

When Karen was in the mansion, she could have used her servants or servants to give Karen Haier contraceptives in advance, but Nancy or the lord would not have taken the contraceptives since she left the mansion. Then it was the direction he didn’t want to get pregnant.

There’s a man I’d like to introduce to you.

The letter to Young-ju said there was someone she wanted to introduce, but did not explain her name or description.

Duran wanted to see it with his own eyes. If it weren’t for the first time in her life, she must have chosen various variables.

What kind of man did he choose?

I was quite curious, but soon I thought that anyone would be okay. Anyone has nothing to do with himself.

Karen had a chance to catch any man if she wanted, as long as she had lived. Also, that much beauty won’t be so difficult, and whoever you choose, the end will be the same. A rich man, a handsome man, a famous man.

I don’t care who it is.

It’s his job that matters. She will not let Karen Haier get pregnant. There is no such thing as a beautiful end. The end becomes terrible as the end. The story never ends.

She doesn’t need her children. There is no need for an end.

***

Duran stayed in the monastery for a long time and was a priest, so it was not difficult to live in the cathedral. When Duran arrived at the cathedral, the bishop welcomed him with joy. The bishop also called in Duran to face him.

“It’s very helpful to have Father Duran here at a time like this.”

“You can’t be immature… I’m glad it helps.”

“It really helps a lot. There’s always a shortage of people in the capital. Phew, really… Any priest would be glad to come and help you, but thank you so much for coming from the Alban monastery.”

The doctor is very welcome everywhere. Private hospitals received expensive medical and drug fees, and very few hospitals operated by the government were run by the government.

The royal family demanded relief work at the temple, but the state-funded budget was always insufficient, as was the case with any country in any era. This was especially true of medical services for the poor. He lacked medicine and manpower.

Meanwhile, Duran’s visit was a great pleasure to the people of the Great War.

“How is the abbot of album doing?”

“Yes, yes… He’s healthy.”

“Dulan was very sorry that he had to quit his studies. Still, are you here to study medicine for a while?”

“Well, that’s right. Lord Haier is still in good hands.”

The deputy bishop secretly expected to go there because he had heard of Duran’s academic zeal from the monastery chief.

To the vice bishop, the small lord of the estate was not interested in him, but the position was a little different for the new officer who continued to walk the path of medicine. In addition, Duran has been a top-ranking official for nine years.

“You can get the land later when you’re older.”

“I’m still thinking… There is.”

As I heard, the habit of stuttering words and the attitude of not being able to make eye contact seemed more appropriate to the path of scholars than the path of rulers over the territory.

So when Duran announced that he would stop studying, both the monastery and the vice-principal shook their heads in regret.

“I see. Well, Lord Haier’s daughter is living here. Are you sure you’ve been talking about your engagement with Father Duran?”

“…That’s right.”

The bishop nodded with an expression of understanding.

“Oh, by any chance…”

“The kind of break-up you think, oh, no. But if we get to know each other… It will be inconvenient, so please keep it a secret. I want to stay out of sight.”

Duran was not happy to see the man who had a second bishop. I’ve never seen Karen since I was young. Was it four years ago when we last met? Karen was then just a mad child with a bad breath.

Old age won’t make you a new woman. First of all, Duran doesn’t want to do it himself.

“Now I… just do what I have to do as a servant of God.”

Duran was embarrassed by the bishop who looked at him with a pity. Bishop Dulan considered Dulan a foolish man who had been rejected by Karen but could not forget her. Dulan could not deny that the apparent situation seemed so, and he shut up.

If you check who Karen’s partner is and you drug her on time. That’s what you’ll be doing.

All you have to do is satisfy your curiosity. That’s all.

***

But it was not easy to tell who Karen chose.

Most of Karen’s life was geared toward Icela Evans. She lives next door to Isela, does her petty errands, goes out and acts with her.

There was little to do with other men, from going around shopping, showing their faces to society, or even doing volunteer work at the temple. The person Karen meets most often was Zion Elect, but he didn’t seem to get along with Karen very well.

There were men who helped her on the street or flirted with her because of her good looks, but there was no man they met often enough to introduce him to their father. Duran even suspected that Karen said it simply for an excuse.

And it was so pretty that it was annoying.

The waist was narrow and the slimmed body was completely visible to adult women. The skin shone milky and the red hair, which seemed to burn even in the dark temple, waved and boasted its fine appearance.

Not only was his attitude different from when he was young. Karen’s walk was cautious, her tone was soft, and her face was always smiling. In the cathedral, rumors quickly spread about Karen Haier, who was both beautiful and elegant.

It was a miracle considering how he tried to throw hot soup or hang himself on Dulan’s face when he was young.

But it was useless beauty. Karen didn’t show much interest in any man and only focused on taking care of Isela. Karen’s daily life was just Isela’s maid of honor.

Why am I here?’

Duran felt skeptical after a month.

Catherine, Duran and the lord were interested in which man Karen met, who she fell in love with, how she would have children or not, but did not care whose maid and companion she was.

Duran was curious about what kind of man Karen was meeting, but he wasn’t curious about what clothes Isela Evans and Karen were buying. I didn’t wonder what kind of restaurant Karen was going to and what opera she was interested in.

His job was as simple as anything else. To keep from having children. Making Karen Haier live forever.

However, since Karen rarely shows up with a man, Dulan had no choice but to watch her every day while holding her breath in the corner.

Continuously.

Without saying a word, without making eye contact.

And Duran took medicine for Karen’s meal as before. Not only Karen but everyone in the temple will be more pious.

***

Then one day Karen did not return to her accommodation. Duran knew that the day had finally come.

Duran seemed to have few men when he was watching, but he might not want to see another man in Isela. Or maybe he’s a guy who’s been away for a while while Dulan was watching. Didn’t she confirm the man in her letter to her father?

It is obvious that neither Isela nor Karen has returned to their accommodation. It was clear that both went to meet their respective men. Duran reconsidered whether Karen had been given contraceptives. It was definitely fed. She will not have any children of the Evans, no matter what man she hangs around with today.

“…newly.”

Duran felt bad because he couldn’t figure out why he cared so much about what he already knew. Even though Karen Haier knew there was a man, the fact that she stayed out was strangely embarrassing. And it was even more unpleasant that I couldn’t figure out why I was upset.

What kind of man do you think you’re hanging around with?

“…Huh.”

Dulan confirmed that Karen had not come in and sat on a chair and read the Bible. In fact, it is not something you should know who your opponent is. I haven’t confirmed it, but that’s not important either.

The important thing is not to have children. And it will be fine enough already.

Duran informed the workers at the cathedral of the recipe for a meal of contraceptives mixed with spices. They will make sure that everyone who stays in the temple will never have children without their knowledge while making meals.

Considering the amount of medicine Karen took during her stay, she would not have children for the next year.

There won’t be any children.

That’s the end of one’s work. No matter what kind of man Karen hangs around with, it’s none of her business. That’s not what matters.

Forever.

Dulan turned to the Bible to drop his dirty thoughts. The letters on the paper approached him. What he does is the act of a heretic, but the Bible nevertheless became the standard of his life.

Forever, heretic, purity, truth….

Avoid sexual misconduct, for every sin a man commits is out of his body….

I tell you, I have preached myself to all who see women with lust.

“Crazy.”

Of all the phrases that he opens, it looks like this.

Of course, it is not a matter of the Bible. One’s eyes are the problem. Dulan, aware of his condition, covered the Bible. I couldn’t concentrate at all. They gathered their hands together, covered their eyes and sighed.

“…sigh.”

He’s probably asleep by now.

Duran couldn’t contain his thoughts after all.

What kind of facial expression should I make on the bed? How should we call our opponents? I’m sure it’s shallow.

I should not care, but I have no choice but to pay attention. It must have happened because she cared about her pregnancy and birth for more than a decade. Of course you have to have sex in order to get pregnant. It’s no wonder. It’s not because you’re weird. Besides, Karen is dirty even before she gets married.

Duran sat up all day, unable to sleep.

And I felt something strange when she didn’t come back the next day, the next day.

***

Duran did not attend the service under the pretext of being ill during the service and went into the accommodation where Isela and Karen stayed. There was no need to confirm which room was Karen’s. Because it was the first place he checked. And I’ve kept the extra key in for a long time.

knock, knock

“…….”

As expected, there was no sound. Still she didn’t come back. Duran put the key in the hole and turned it around. The old door opened slowly.

Crying.

The accommodations were all similar, so there was no big difference between his room. One desk, one closet, one bed. Around the closet, there were more clothes that could not be put in the closet as she was a woman in society.

Duran swept his finger over the clothes. Then he quit because he felt gloomy about himself. Because it was hard to stop thinking about the skin under the clothes.

He shook his head and prepared to go out again. It was clear that Karen hadn’t returned since. He/she might have come back in after he/she was gone, but when he/she confirmed that he/she had no clothes he/she wore the previous day, he/she did not return.

Still

“What are you doing here, Father Duran?”