The Delinquent of the Northern Duke’s House Has Regressed
Chapter 1: Riclang “Have you been doing drugs again, Master?” A woman with purple hair. She scans the room and herself, then naturally furrows her brows. “…Lina? No, Diana… Yes, it was Diana.” Diana. A slave from a marquis family whom he had coincidentally taken in when he burned down the slave market. “Hoo….” Riclang...
Chapter 1: Riclang “Have you been doing drugs again, Master?” A woman with purple hair. She scans the room and herself, then naturally furrows her brows. “…Lina? No, Diana… Yes, it was Diana.” Diana. A slave from a marquis family whom he had coincidentally taken in when he burned down the slave market. “Hoo….” Riclang irritably swept back his red hair. His murky green eyes turn toward the window. The weather is… Tch, who cares about that. “What time is it now?” “It’s almost noon. How about stopping the drugs now?” Riclang’s brow twitched. Diana’s nagging was the same as usual. He kept her as his personal attendant because he liked her audacious side. But today, for some reason, it was hard to tolerate. An inexplicable irritation surged up. ‘You worthless slave, what do you even know?’ “…I
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