I was a little relieved when I introduced Tundra to Hickson
Since the great seed of male lead was sown in the good soil of Hickson, it will grow into the strongest person in the world.
Viola walked lightly down the corridor.
“What?”
Far away, someone walked this way.
He was wearing a striking red suit.
‘Big height, red suit, white face like flour, bobbed hair rarely found in men. And red lips.’
I could tell exactly who it was.
‘Sebastian Marcos!’
Sebastian Marcos
He was one of the close aides to the Duke of Heron.
It seemed to have found this one over there as well.
I walked this way at a brisk pace.
The movement of the body was a little sluggish.
“Who is this, Princess Viola?”
Sebastian also made eye contact with Zenon behind Viola.
“Zenon, you’re still sexy today.”
“Long time no see.”
Zenon lightly bowed his waist.
Meanwhile, Viola opened her mouth.
“You’re Sebastian Marcos?”
“Do you know me?””
Sebastian Marcos widened his eyes.
He ruffled his short hair with his index finger.
“Have the Duke already introduced me to you?”
He put his finger, which he had been twisting his hair with, on his chin and slightly puckered his lips.
“He wouldn’t be such a caring man.”
“He’s not careful at all, so why do you like him?”
Sebastian Marcos twitched his body.
He admitted it obediently.
“Because he’s handsome.”
Sebastian Marcos relied on the Duke’s appearance and surrendered himself to the Winter Castle.
After that, he became a confidant.
The Duke also understood Sebastian’s feelings.
So he firmly refused.
“Sebastian Marcos, I don’t like men.”
“You don’t like women either.”
“I value your ability. That’s why I want you by my side. Don’t cross the line.”
In the novel, the Duke warns him sharply.
He says he’ll strangle him if he does anything foolish.
“Dying under the Duke would be a kind of ecstasy.”
This world is a fantasy world, and it’s not a world where homosexuals are welcomed.
Usually, they were discriminated against, and in severe cases, they died by being hit by stones.
Growing into the Duke’s confidant in this worldview also meant that his ability was excellent.
Viola said, “One of the father’s confidants, right?”
“Yes, for now.”
“A shaman who relied on his body for father’s sake, as well as a doll maker. He’s looking better than I thought.”
“Have you been studying me?”
“Yeah.”
Not studying, but reading.
You came out quite a bit.
You were described as a capable person.
You’re good at making masks using corpses, and you’re also good at disguises and make up, not to mention dolls.
Sebastian giggled.
“How do the noble ladies see me?”
As he twisted his hair, he added, “They all say they’re disgusted by me.”
“Oh, disgusted.”
In the original, Viola openly said she’s disgusted.
Sebastian liked to admit his abilities while openly saying that he was disgusting, rather than picking on others from behind. He followed that stream
The stem is similar, but the details are different.
“That’s a really painful thing to say.”
One corner of Sebastian’s mouth lifted.
He didn’t look very upset.
“Because you’re some kind of pervert who’s broken.”
“I hear that a lot.”
Viola gave Sebastian a sharp look.
As a reader who admired the work, she suggested a better direction for development.
“Man or woman, it doesn’t matter. It’s tasteless to be involved with a married man.”
“…What?”
Sebastian’s eyes widened.
“Come to think of it, is that true?”
“I don’t care if you’re a man or a woman, that’s none of my business. But my father got married.”
“It’s just a marriage of convenience.”
“Anyway, he got married.”
He is married to two women.
“Isn’t marriage a pledge and a vow to each other? Even if you exclude the emotion of love.”
“Hmm. That’s true.”
“But it’s not normal to interfere with my father, breaking that pledge and vow.”
Actually, Ahrin didn’t like Sebastian Marcos.
To Ahrin, Sebastian was like a mischievous scoundrel who kept sticking to her favorite character.
“Do you often hear that what you say hurts the truth?”
“I hear it sometimes.”
“You’re the type who’s easy to hate.”
“What do you think of me?”
“Didn’t you say you think I’m some kind of broken pervert?”
Viola smirked.
“If you were just a broken pervert, my father wouldn’t have kept you around.”
“…”
“You know why you’re still alive.
“What does the Lady think of me?”
“Because you’re useful.”
In the work, Sebastian Marcos always did his best.
He was afraid of the day when he would no longer be needed by the Duke.
He kept working tirelessly in the background.
“If there comes a moment when you don’t need me, the Duke will mercilessly throw me away.”
That’s why Sebastian lives his life like an obsession.
Do your best.
Living a life where you give your all and strive to do your best is what Sebastian Marcos truly values as a worthwhile life.
“I think you’re a useful person.”
“Thank you for saying that.”
“It’s just the truth.”
“And I hope I can be useful to you, too.”
Sebastian bowed his head.
His face was not visible as he bowed his waist.
Sebastian was smiling.
“I think you’re a useful person.”
Arin, who was a true reader, realized that this was a statement that acknowledged and respected Sebastian, rather than comfort or support that Seiban didn’t really want.
Viola’s words flashed in Sebastian’s ears.
“I hope I can be useful to you.”
He wanted to ask.
“Your Highness. Are you really seven years old?”
It seemed as though she had the insight to see into a person’s nature.
Sebastian stood up straight.
He laughed.
He recalled what Viola had just said.
“It’s not normal to sneak between vows and oaths and plead to your father.
No one had ever said such things to Sebastian before.
They simply labeled him as mentally ill, as if something had gone wrong with him. Some even criticized him while talking behind his back.
“Your words are really nice, Your Highness.”
No one had ever pointed out that he was trying to win over a married man.
If he had been a woman, he might have been criticized by the world.
It was only natural.
However, Sebastian was always attacked and treated badly for different reasons.
This seven-year-old princess pinpointed that fact.
She said something so natural and ordinary that it made him very happy.
The princess’s expression subtly tightened.
“Why are you staring at me like that?”
“If it’s okay with you.”
Seiban suggested.
“At the welcome banquet tomorrow, can I do your makeup, Your Highness?”
“What? Why?”
“You told me to become a useful person to you. I want to show you my abilities. I’ll make you look more radiant than anyone else.”
For a moment, Viola could sense it.
“F-frightening.”
Those eyes weren’t ordinary.
They were the insane gaze of an artistic madman.
There was a merciless energy that was different from the energy of life.
Sebastian’s eyes drew a crescent shape.
He raised his arm like someone drunk.
An obsession-filled madness flickered in his eyes.
“Arrogance and arrogance combined with a cold expression will be dressed up with the magic of color to make it look like a ferocious beast.”
“…”
The feeling wasn’t good.
“The vitality in your eyes will become more charming with each ear added.”
“… Did I have such liveliness in my eyes?”
There was no such thing.
The feeling became even worse.
“It will embody the fierce majesty of a venomous lily with deadly thorns.”
“I’ll make you look like the most arrogant and yet the most dazzling ruler.”
Wait a minute,
Isn’t that too grandiose?
“The brilliance of a tidal wave that does not sway yet engulfs everything.”
“It was hard to understand what ‘Viola’ meant.
But one thing was clear: it was a line that contained the crazy soul of a reader.
‘Would the princess want it too?’
I read Sebastian’s gaze; a crazed glint lit his eyes.
It seemed like I shouldn’t refuse. If I did, I could already see the shape he’d take:
‘Why refuse me? You told me to do my best. You told me to make an effort. You told me to be useful!’
He’d say, eyes bulging with rage as he lunged at me with a knife.
‘Scary!’
I thought as I desperately tried to hide my true feelings.
Instead, I smiled sardonically:
‘Expect nothing.’
My legs trembled sweetly beneath a luxurious dress.
***
Lying in bed, Viola repeatedly kicked the void above her. ‘
Ugh… no. It doesn’t feel good already, thinking of getting Sebastian’s makeup.
It’s not just makeup. It’s clear that with Sebastian’s help, I’d look like a young lynx with an insatiable appetite – a talented executioner.’
She was certain that he’d create an aura that resembled that atmosphere.
‘I’m doomed.’
Viola stood in front of a full-length mirror.
‘Really pretty, but…’
It was hard to describe the aura that exuded from her beauty. It was ominous and eerie, making her look like a future murderer or something.
‘She looks like those pretty but sinister women in horror movies.’
It felt certain that if she appeared, she’d come with a piece of creepy and foreboding background music.
Deliberately, Viola tried to harden her gaze and grinned with a snarl.
She looked arrogant and sarcastic, as Sebastian had described her. A familiar atmosphere was felt through her demeanor.
She was born to be this way.
So, if she was going to wear Sebastian’s makeup, it would deepen that atmosphere even more.
‘Ha… Will it be okay?’
Just then, someone came up and tapped her on the shoulder.
‘What are you doing?’
Bichen hurriedly stepped back. She moved like a swift bird.
‘Hehe, it’s a tricky situation.’
At that moment, Viola wanted to cry.
‘Why do I have a knife in my hand?’
Someone was holding a dagger. Most descendants of Bellato carry weapons inside them for easy transport, making most of them dagger-shaped.
Viola was no exception. She twirled the dagger in her thigh dance.
‘Did I swing the knife?’
In the blink of an eye, something had happened. While staring in the mirror and letting her mind wander, the “real Viola” had acted.
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