The Sickly Youngest Member of the Villainous Family

When I heard my name coming out of those lips, I wanted to scream.

 

Evan Taylor!

 

Evan Taylor was covering my mouth.

 

As a mere seven-year-old, there was no way I could struggle free from him.

 

Had Evan knocked Maya out too……?

 

“You.”

 

I heard Evan’s chilling voice from behind. He seemed like he could strangle me at any moment. It was a frosty voice that didn’t sound like it belonged to a little boy.

 

“…Who are you?”

 

‘Why are you asking who I am after calling my name!’

 

No matter how righteous the protagonist of the original work was, right now, he was the one threatening me!

 

I fiercely bit Evan’s arm.

 

Get away!

 

And in that moment.

 

[Early achievement of the encounter with the ‘Lost 28th Regressor’.]

 

A blue window flashed before my eyes.

 

[An unexpected event has occurred.]

 

[The event level is being measured.]

 

[The event was measured as a ‘Rare’ level event.]

 

[※ This event does not match the user’s level.]

 

It was the message that had appeared on the day that I was attacked by those cursed by Kaisa before.

 

And subsequent rows of windows appeared.

 

[The causality of ‘Lost 28th Regressor’ is not working.]

 

[Lost 28th Regressor’s abilities are sealed.]

 

[‘Lost 28th Regressor’ will be forcefully awakened.]

 

I couldn’t understand the meaning of the message. I looked at the window with a slightly confused gaze.

 

A ‘Lost 28th Regressor’ – could it possibly be referring to Evan Taylor?

 

“…….”

 

Evan was looking at me as if time had stopped. And in his hand, a faint blue energy was rising.

 

It swiftly grew from a small energy to a fiercely burning one that could be a threat.

 

Feeling the imminent danger, I activated a skill.

 

[Using skill ‘Black Dominion’ (SS/LV.1).]

 

In an instant, the clash of his power of Clarity and Black Dominion blew out all the windows in my room.

 

The windows shattered with a loud crash.

 

“…….”

 

I barely ducked out of the way of the blow, but landed roughly on my butt.

 

Evan was looking at me with a stern expression. The blue light in his hands was intimidating, but I didn’t think he was going to attack me.

 

Slowly, his gaze shifted to his hand, and his eyes flickered.

 

“…….”

 

I couldn’t read his expression to see what he was thinking.

 

“How could you……?”

 

I couldn’t even figure out why he was stopping to watch with that kind of look in his eyes.

 

“Miss!”

 

Not long after the window was broken, the door burst open, and Robin and the maids entered the room.

 

The blue glow faded from Evan’s hand. Evan bowed his head and lowered his hand without a hint of resistance.

 

~ Translations by Lurelia | Editing by Valpal | Read only at moonlightnovels.com ~

 

“Miss, are you all right?”

 

“Miss.”

 

“Good Lord, Maya!”

 

The maids checked on me and the collapsed Maya, and then stepped in to protect me.

 

Robin immediately aimed his sword at Evan.

 

“What is the meaning of this?!”

 

The floor was filled with broken glass shards, Maya had fainted, and I was sitting there with Evan standing over me, so it could only be seen as an attack on me by Evan.

 

“Arrest young master Evan Taylor! ”

 

It was true that I had been attacked. Moreover, Evan was someone who should not have been in my room.

 

“…….”

 

Evan made no excuses. He just stared at me, his dark eyes a mixture of chaotic emotions.

 

He opened his lips to form the words.

 

‘Who…… are you?’

 

He opened his lips as if he wanted to say something, but then closed them again.

 

Thump, thump.

 

My heart was pounding heavily.

 

Knights who came in a moment later grabbed Evan by his arms and took him away.

 

Robin kneeled down and asked me, “What happened, Miss?”

 

I raised my head, looking at Evan’s retreating figure.

 

[The title of ‘Lost 28th Regressor’ is changed to ‘28th Regressor’.]

 

[With the acquisition of the title, causality rate adjustments will be applied.]

 

* * *

 

[5. Evan Taylors

 

Title : 28th Regressor

 

Causality : 8% ]

 

Evan Taylors, who finally appeared in the Character View, now has a title and causality rate.

 

(E/N: Character View is what we’ll call the system window she looks at when using the “View People” function we’ve mentioned in previous chapters.)

 

[The world is filled with eternal destruction, and I am alone. This is my twenty-eighth time.]

 

Suddenly, I remembered the diary entry I’d torn out of <Taylor’s Home>.

 

If the ‘twenty-eighth regressor’ title is correct, the world has been destroyed twenty-seven times.

 

“…….”

 

Two days ago, when the snow was falling heavily, Evan was imprisoned in the underground dungeon.

 

As a rule, it is forbidden to imprison a hostage. Except in exceptional and clear-cut cases.

 

As I dressed for dinner, I let out a small sigh.

 

“Miss, you don’t look well.”

 

“If I told him I wanted to see Evan, he’d be angry, wouldn’t he?”

 

“His Grace the Duke? I can’t say he wouldn’t be angry.”

 

He invaded my room so suddenly, knocked out Maya, and threatened me, which was different from the Evan I had imagined from the book. It made me even more bewildered.

 

Because of that, I also had some negative feelings towards Evan. But he was still worth talking to.

 

“It’s fortunate that he didn’t kill him right away; many people consider it a blessing.”

 

Recardo was very harsh on Evan Taylor.

 

Still, there were voices within the family that objected to his imprisonment as the heir to the Taylors, but they were quickly silenced by the force of the Black Flame.

 

‘To dare invade the Lady’s room. Perhaps this is the true identity of the cunning heir to the Taylor name.’

 

Evan remained silent even under intense interrogation. The interrogators who had faced countless ruthless prisoners were at a loss.

 

‘What’s going on…… whoa…….’

 

As I let out a small sigh, I headed to the dining room for dinner. My heart was heavy, as expected.

 

“…….”

 

When I arrived, I saw Recardo Winchester sitting at the table.

 

Suddenly, I remembered the scene from The Secret of the Blue Falcon, when young Evan stabbed him in the chest.

 

Seeing my expression, he asked in a low voice.

 

“Are you uncomfortable?”

 

I shook my head.

 

“No…….”

 

“If there’s anything bothering you, feel free to speak up.”

 

“Yes.”

 

He seemed to be paying attention to me more than usual today.

 

I sat down on the prepared chair.

 

Shimmering silverware and excessively extravagant dishes were spread out in front of me.

 

Then, a quiet meal began.

 

Chewing sounds, the clinking of utensils, and the sound of spoons being lifted.

 

I don’t know why I’m the only one making loud noises.

 

It was a meal time with an oppressively heavy atmosphere, where I couldn’t distinguish whether I was being punished or having a meal.

 

“I see you have something to say.”

 

During the meal, I was startled when Recardo’s voice reached my ears, causing me to drop the spoon.

 

Clang ― the sound of the spoon hitting the floor felt like my fate hitting rock bottom.

 

‘I… do need to… say something.’

 

I knew that Evan Taylor being imprisoned was not for my sake but a political act.

 

The confrontation between Taylor and Winchester was intense even in the original work.

 

So, even if I don’t have the qualification to voice my opinion.

 

“Evan didn’t try to kill me!”

 

Sigh… I blurted it out.

 

In an instant, Recardo’s intimidating and sharp gaze turned towards me.

 

My heart pounded as intensely as when I voiced my opinion to move Evan’s residence.

 

“So?”

 

I heard Recardo’s low voice.

 

“Are you asking for him to be released or something?”

 

Thump, thump, thump. My heart kept pounding.

 

~ Translations by Lurelia | Editing by Valpal | Read only at moonlightnovels.com ~

 

“……No,” I said, calming my breath. “He looked like he wanted to say something, and from what I’ve heard, he’s not recognized by the Duke of Chenoa, so maybe he thought we were in the same boat!”

 

“…….”

 

“Because I am also lacking a lot as a lady.”

 

I had a vision of the world ending, and I couldn’t bring myself to ask him about it, so I made an excuse.

 

Recardo stared at me for a while, as if he didn’t like what I said, then furrowed his eyebrows.

 

I didn’t give up and continued speaking.

 

“He must have found out while he was here! Sasha Wincester? She is weak and a nuisance……”

 

“I will kill anyone who dares to make such an evaluation.”

 

“Yes, huh?”

 

I was putting myself in his shoes, trying to convince him, when suddenly he interrupted me with a cold voice.

 

He… just said that he would kill them.

 

“You’re saying you and him are similar? That’s ridiculous,” Recardo practically spat.

 

I froze, unable to hear subject and object properly, and Recardo continued coldly.

 

“Are you telling me that Evan Taylor dared to break in because he wanted to be your talking buddy?”

 

Did I make a slip of the tongue? Recardo was squinting his eyes as if he found it ridiculous.

 

After a moment of confusion, I came back to my senses.

 

“Well, it might not be exactly the same…”

 

Still, it’s clear that breaking into a lady’s room, even if you’re the heir to the Taylors, is a serious act of hostility.

 

It will not be tolerated, and I’m sure Halo and Akada would agree.

 

So, there won’t be a simple release without consequences.

 

In the worst case, we might cancel the exchange of hostages, return each other’s hostages, and prepare for war…

 

“I… want to see Evan…”

 

I know it might sound like nonsense.

 

But to meet Evan and have a conversation, I need Recardo’s permission.

 

“I want to see him again! Maybe I can obtain information that could be helpful to the family.”

 

… In the end, I blurted it out.

 

I waited for Recardo’s decision with a resolute expression.

 

Recardo stared at me for a while, placing down his utensils.

 

After a moment, Recardo moved his lips.