My Niece Is Not A Villainess

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Then, young lady, this way.”

 

Watching the child follow the butler with quick glances, Sijun couldn’t take his eyes off her.

 

He didn’t want to be separated even for a moment, but the child didn’t seem well.

 

Moreover, a conversation with the Thrones was necessary.

 

A conversation with the Thrones who referred to the child as a ‘gift.’

 

Seated on the reception room sofa, Sijun whispered in a low voice.

 

“Please explain what happened.”

 

The Thrones remained silent for a while.

 

Just when Sijun, anxiously awaiting a response, was about to grasp the butler’s hand, a message from the Thrones appeared.

 

[<Well of Mana> says the gods of another world persuaded us to send you here since trying to save you would only lead to your death again. So he convinced us to possess you here where Yoori was reincarnared.]

 

“Rein… carnation?”

 

Sijun bit his lip.

 

He couldn’t believe that such kind and gentle Yoori had reincarnated as Rose.

 

“After dying so painfully, why go through reincarnation?”

 

Sijun knew why Rose had come to this place.

 

Rose’s father, a wandering knight, eloped with the innocent daughter of a duke, Marianne, for a better fate.

 

Calculating that having a child would eventually lead the duke to accept them, the ruthless former duke pretended to agree to expel Marianne from the registry.

 

When his plan failed, he revealed his true nature.

 

Exploiting Marianne’s earnings, he indulged in alcohol and gambling, even resorting to violence against Marianne when she tried to stop him.

 

Weakened Marianne, on the brink of death, handed a pendant engraved with the phoenix, symbolizing the direct lineage of the duke’s family, to her daughter Rose, instructing her to go to the duke’s residence.

 

Hence, Rose came to this place.

 

However, the past was insignificant.

 

Rose’s real hardships began after arriving at the duke’s residence.

 

[<Well of Mana> sarcastically laughs, saying It’s not like Yoori likes Rose for no reason.]

 

That was true.

 

Despite being the villainess, Rose was the character Yoori’s, his niece loved the most.

 

Perhaps because her situation, deprived of enough love, resembled Yoori’s own habits.

 

Every time Rose’s story came up, his niece insisted on this perspective.

 

“Rose became a dark sorceress to revive the territory. Calling her a villain for a few words is unfair! Her infatuation with the crown prince was because she never experienced love and didn’t know how to love! “

 

Moreover, the novel’s protagonist, Yekhaterina, wasn’t just a kind character.

 

“This isn’t Rose’s fault! Yekhaterina orchestrated everything to ruin Rose!”

 

It may have been a scene to give readers a taste of cider, but Yoori, who likes Rose, did not like these scenes.

 

Instead, she expressed anger, claiming that Yekhaterina used Rose.

 

Ian murmured, recalling Yoori’s words.

 

“Because she never experienced love and didn’t know how to love…”

 

Rose came to the duke’s residence to fulfill her mother’s will, and no one was there for her.

 

The duke accepted her only to transfer the family’s debts and responsibilities to her, leaving her neglected.

 

Soon after, he died at the hands of a monster.

 

Rose, only five years old at Ian’s death, inherited the dukedom.

 

However, the nobility ignored her, considering her of humble lineage.

 

Yet, there was one person who treated her kindly— the male lead, Siegfried.

 

It was inevitable for Rose to fall in love with Siegfried.

 

However, Siegfried already had the novel’s heroine and saint, Yekhaterina.

 

In the story, Rose, unable to contain her jealousy towards Yekhaterina, even goes to the extent of handing her a poisoned drink, only to be caught by Siegfried.

 

As punishment for her crime, she loses everything she had as a dark sorceress, undergoes severe torture, and ultimately faces death.

 

Only later does it become clear that there was another mastermind planning to poison Yekhaterina. Rose was merely used.

 

No one mourned or felt pity for her death.

 

“Damn bastards.”

 

Earlier, he thought novels were just stories.

 

Now, considering his precious niece as Rose, it sent a chill down his spine.

 

Reflecting on his anger, Sijun said,

 

Earlier, you mentioned that the flow is just the flow, and the future changes according to human choices, is that correct?”

 

[<Well of Mana> gently whispered, ‘The flow is just one branch of a big tree. It can change anytime.’]

 

“Then Rose’s future can also change.”

 

Knowing that Rose is Yoori’s reincarnation, Sijun couldn’t accept her death.

 

He had the opportunity to fulfill the promise of making her happy for a lifetime.

 

[<Origin> called his favorite attention.]

 

As Sijun looked up at the ceiling, a tender voice echoed in his mind.

 

[Even though we are in different dimensions, I’ll always be watching over you, even if I can’t send messages every day.]

 

“What? What does that mean?”

 

In response to Sijun’s surprised question, <Well of Mana> whispered again.

 

[Reach out your hand.]

 

[Your inventory has been activated.]

 

A bottle fell from the air into Sijun’s palm along with the message.

 

Inside the bottle with a unique pattern that humans couldn’t create were three beautiful star candies.

 

“This is…”

 

Staring at the information about the star candies, Sijun was left speechless.

 

[Candies of the Thrones]

 

Description: Eating these candies grants you skills used on Earth.

 

[<Well of Mana> reassured Sijun not to be surprised, stating they are not disappearing but merely watching.]

 

“You said you couldn’t send messages.”

 

[<Well of Mana> says it’s just because we are in different dimensions that messages can’t be sent frequently. They assure that whenever you need us, we will reappear.]

 

“Lord Mana’s…”

 

A warm breeze passed through the reception room where the window was closed.

 

[Remember, we are with you.]

 

After <Well of Mana>’s whisper, thoughts of messages no longer came up.

 

Holding back tears, Sijun tightly grasped the glass bottle.

 

Though the Thrones didn’t say it aloud, it was understood—they had depleted all their power to open Sijun’s inventory and give him the items.

 

Sometimes the overwhelming love from the Thrones felt suffocating, but now, Sijun was profoundly grateful.

 

“… Thank you.”

 

Sijun expressed his silent gratitude and shifted his gaze from the star candies in the inventory to his own hand.

 

A frail, pale hand.

 

Clenching and unclenching his fist, Sijun murmured his determination to live the life of ‘Ian.’

 

“I wonder if I can eat star candies.”

 

The skill provided by the Thrones not only unlocked abilities beyond human reach but also had buff effects on attributes like stamina, agility, and attack power.

 

However, everything comes with a price.

 

To assimilate the skill into his body, Ian needed the support of his health.

 

Yet, no matter how much he looked, his body seemed too frail and feeble.

 

Eating star candies without any thought might lead to real death.

 

However, Ian had no intention of dying.

 

For Rose, whom he had just regained.

 

And for the Thrones who sacrificed themselves to see him living happily.

 

“First, I need to receive the skill. How much should I train my body?”

 

Ian tapped his finger on the armest, recalling when he was chosen a the favorite and received his skills.

 

‘Ah. It was when I had completed all the training using the training method given by <End of the Sword>.’

 

At that time, <Well of Mana> mentioned that if Earth were a place with mana, Aurors could have been used.

 

“I guess I should set the standard as an Auror.”

 

With a smirk, Ian placed the star candies in the inventory and stood up.

 

A gentle knock echoed as the door to the reception room opened.

 

“My Lord.”

 

Ian looked at the butler.

 

“I apologize, My Lord. The young lady has fallen asleep while taking a bath.”

 

Additional explanation that no matter how young the lady was, he could not carelessly move the sleeping young lady because her position was acknowledged by the duke. Ian got up from the sofa and walked towards where the butler was leading.

 

“Sebastian?”

 

“Yes, my Lord.”

 

“Is Rose’s room are ready?”

 

“It has been prepared in the room on the third floor, where Lady Marianne used to stay.”

 

Ian furrowed his brows.

 

“Is there anything displeasing about it?”

 

The room designated by Sebastian seemed fine at first glance.

 

The third floor was used by direct family members, and as Lady Marianne had held the position of a lady, it was a good room on the third floor.

 

However, compared to Duke Ian’s room, it was not superior.

 

After briefly thinking about his own room, Ian spoke.

 

“Prepare the room next to mine.”

 

“That room belongs to the Duchess.”

 

“There will never be a Duchess again. Prepare it.”

 

Ian interrupted the conversation by opening the bathroom door before Sebastian could respond.

 

Before entering the bathroom, in the powder room where Ian prepared his bathrobe, Rose lay soundly among the stacked robes.

 

Her small body didn’t quite fit the oversized robe, resembling a puppy wrapped up tightly.

 

Rose’s original residence was not a duke’s domain but in the county. Considering that, it must have been quite challenging to come this far from a remote countryside location.

 

Having immersed her body in warm water, it was natural for fatigue to wash over her.

 

In the original work, Rose often fell into deep sleep as soon as she entered the room designated by Sebastian before taking a bath.

 

In reality, Rose didn’t receive such treatment in the original work.

 

Ian, who feared people, hadn’t considered meeting Rose, and Rose, in turn, waited for Ian alone and fell into a deep sleep…

 

“What about her hair?”

 

“Fortunately, it’s completely dry.”

 

Contrary to being covered in dust as Sebastian had described, the dusty hair was now a clear wheat color.

 

However, perhaps due to a lack of nutrition, it looked somewhat dry and straw-like.

 

“She will sleep in my room until her room is ready. Call the furniture workshop…”

 

Ian paused briefly and continued.

 

“No, call the tailor. What about clothes?”

 

“I procured them in the appropriate size hastily.”

 

“Alright. Call a maid after the child wakes up. Ah, include the dressing room when calling the furniture workshop.”

 

The maids and Sebastian, standing in the waiting room, stared at Ian in surprise.

 

Suddenly, he seemed like a different person, especially considering he was expressing such care to a child he had just met.

 

However, Ian didn’t pay attention to their reactions and gently lifted the sleeping Rose.

 

“She’s too light.”

 

Having remembered Yoori’s weight when she was five, Ian quickly realized that Rose, cradled in his arms, was exceptionally light.

 

“Prepare a meal for her as soon as she wakes up, and send her to my room once the clothes are obtained.”

 

“… Yes, my Lord.”

 

After hearing Sebastian’s words, Ian stopped walking out of the bathroom with Rose in his arms.

 

Suddenly a thought passed through his mind.

 

‘Is this enough?’

 

Even when he was on Earth, he did everything he could for money for Yoori.

 

However, there were limits to material support. In the end, the child had to endure the suffering alone.

 

‘I can’t let that happen again.’

 

His hands holding Rose were trembling. In this life, he plan to not let anyone treat Rose carelessly.

 

For this purpose….

 

“Sebastian.”

 

“Yes, Duke.”

 

“I understand that one of the previous vassals, Logan Leonie, is still staying within the duchy. Is this correct?”

 

“Yes, that’s right.”

 

“Bring him to me.”

 

Sebastian’s eyes widened.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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