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“Sigh.”

Even though the Great Transmigration Era has begun, isn’t it a bit too much to transmigrate into a poorly written novel with no substance, completely unrelated to your usual taste, just out of curiosity?

And to top it off, transmigrating into a female-oriented adult novel.

Moreover, transmigrating into a character who is supposed to shed tears in that adult novel is definitely not a light punishment.

I guess you could call it lucky that I didn’t end up as the female lead.

Anyway.

“…Damn. I have to escape somehow.”

I surveyed my surroundings.

The room filled with elegant furniture is clearly a private waiting room for the four finalists.

In other words, tomorrow the four finalists will enter into cohabitation with the 3rd Princess of the Northern Duchy, and the real adult novel will begin.

Time is running out.

Once they enter cohabitation, it will be difficult to escape, so I had to make a decision today.

I looked into the mirror.

With glossy black hair and a slightly bulky physique, my somewhat decadent and weary red eyes were visible.

Elden Raphellion.

A lecher who enjoys alcohol and women, a troublemaker who dabbles in violence, and a cunning strategist who doesn’t flinch at blood and pain.

In other words, a character with exceptional intellect and physique but unable to control his male instincts.

Fortunately, as the only son of a declining marquis family, and with lenient parents, there was no need to worry about severe consequences for escaping.

Even if I were to return home after giving up the opportunity to marry the 3rd Princess of the Northern Duchy and face some criticism, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

So, there was no need to hesitate.

“I forfeit.”

This world is created for the youngest daughter of the Northern Duke, the female protagonist, and it only exists for her.

There is nothing good that can come out of getting involved.

Above all, I didn’t want to marry a woman I didn’t know, become a stepson of the ruling Northern Duke’s family, and live each day without taking a breath.

Or, without even considering using the transmigration bonus as a male character, just wander off?

You could argue that, but unfortunately, the regrets of the three other finalists and the 3rd Princess of the Northern Duchy, whose identity has not yet been revealed, run deep.

Very deep indeed.

For me, escaping the adult novel was not a choice, but a matter of survival.

Period.

I immediately left the room.

Recalling the office of the assistant to the Northern Duke’s family responsible for the marriage competition, I found my way there.

The assistant, who was working on documents, closed them and approached with a sad smile.

It won’t take more than 30 seconds for that smile to fade.

“What brings you here, Lord Elden? You’re not here to make some kind of request for the cohabitation starting tomorrow, are you? Haha.”

I’m sorry, but I definitely refuse to shed tears in that adult novel for a mistake I didn’t commit.

I also refuse to get involved with the three other finalists.

As a modern commoner transmigrated into the medieval era, freedom as a wanderer is more urgent to me than the suffocating etiquette of noble society.

“I declare my withdrawal from the marriage competition of the 3rd Princess of the Northern Duchy.”

And so, I, Elden Raphellion, escaped from being a finalist in the marriage competition of the 3rd Princess of the Northern Duchy.