The Villain Found Out This Was A Novel

Chapter 5 : The Villain’s Bride (3)

“In the original story, Kian almost died after being fed the Skyweed thinking it was fireweed. That’s why Marquis Raydoux felt sorry for Qian and treated him better. So I ordered Dorion to bring fireweed beforehand.”

It is difficult to differentiate between skyweed and fireweed because they are similar, but you can tell them apart by the slight difference in smell. Dorion could smell well enough, so he could tell the difference.

The back of Kian’s small, arc-like hand was covered in dead skin and cracked in some places.

felt bad. How much trouble did this little boy go through to cut his hands like that?

“Sikar, can you get me some Andiroba oil?”

^Andiroba Oil : Andiroba is a type of plant that is used to treat every possible disease in the traditional medicine of the local people. Andiroba seeds have therapeutic properties for the skin.

“You mean the andiroba that is brought from the rainforest?”

“Ah, I need it. Will it be so hard to get it?”

“not difficult.”

“Then help me. I need to put some on the back of Kian’s hand.”

“If that is the case, there is no need to use oil. If you go to the duchy, there are plenty of potions.”

“Ah, that’s right, there was something called a potion in this world.”

As soon as we arrived at the Grand Duchy, the servants, who naturally assumed that we had gone on a journey, chased after Sikar as if surprised when he returned with a child in his arms.

However, on Sikar’s order to leave immediately, everyone retreated without a trace.

Without even having time to change my dress, I followed Sikar to Kian’s room, which had been prepared in advance.

Shortly afterwards, Dorion appeared and gave Sikar the fireweed and the potion.

When Sikar ordered him to leave, he greeted us and left the room.

Sikar himself fed Kian fireweed and sprayed the potion on his dead skin. Then we watched kian immediately.

After some time passed, Kian began to open his eyes.

Then, like a wild animal, he ran to the corner of the room and lay down on his face, spewing little fire from his hands.

As the son of a magician who dealt with the element of fire, he could handle fire well.

When Kian took out the fire magic from his hands, it meant that he was hostile to us.

“It’s okay. We won’t hurt you.”

Even saying that doesn’t make Kian feel good. He looked around and rolled his eyes here and there as if looking for a place to escape.

When Sikar saw an entity carrying fire, he looked at me with a frown and said:

“If you don’t fix the child’s habits, it will be difficult to keep you alive.”

I raised my shoulders to calm Kian and smiled.

“Kian, we are the ones who saved you. We won’t really hurt you.”

I pulled my warm gaze from Kian and pulled Sikar towards me roughly.

“You know the purpose of this adoption is to be a good parent, right?”

“Of course.”

“But what if you say that! We have to give him confidence that we can take good care of him!”

“It is unacceptable for you to be rude in my house. If a person behaves badly, he will be reprimanded mercilessly.”

Is this a reprimand or a threat? I must have asked for something too big for Sekar, who had never seen a child until he was 22 and had no idea how to treat him.

“I decided to adopt Kian and raise him well, so promise me one thing.”

“a promise?”

“Promise me that you will listen to me carefully if it is about Kian. Only then can Kian grow well.”

Sikar didn’t answer immediately, he seemed to think about it, then nodded with sad eyes.

“Instead, you should fix this habit too.”

“I will, but treat me warmly instead.”

Sikar seemed to think for a moment, then nodded his head in agreement.

‘Huh, It is not easy to convince this person.’

I approached the corner where Kian was hiding with Sikar and extended my hand.

Kian was raising his hand that had fire like monster claws on it, but the child’s eyes were filled with fear.

“We were the ones who brought you lying on the road in the middle of winter. We couldn’t let you freeze to death. If we wanted to hurt you, we wouldn’t have brought you here.”

Kian still did not extinguish the flames in his hands as if his doubts had not been resolved. The child’s eyes were watching me as if he was trying to read my thoughts.

“You’re really not going to hurt me….?”

Even though he was afraid of strangers because he was always in danger of death, that child’s eyes showed the slightest expectation that we might really be good people.

While living a cold, hungry, lonely and frightening life, Kian must have been in desperate need of a place to retreat, both his mind and his body.

“Of course, we would never hurt you.”

Kian pointed at Sekar with a wary look.

“But this old man…….”

“Yes. That’s because he’s still not good at dealing with people.”

Kian gave him a thoughtful look, but he didn’t seem entirely understanding.

“Anyway, you’re injured, sick, and very hungry now. So you need treatment. Would you like to stay here and heal yourself so we can take care of you?”

Kian looked into Sekar’s eyes and nodded cautiously, then turned off the light in his hand.

‘Huh, thanks god.’

“In order to get along well with us, you have to work hard too, okay? You can’t just blow fire out of your hand like that, can you promise me?”

When Kian looked at Sikar again, he raised his hand but lowered it.

Kian looked at Sikar and frowned for a moment, then looked at me and nodded cautiously again.

Anyway, it was a neat finishing touch.

***

Perhaps because Kian’s body had not yet fully recovered, he didn’t show signs of waking up until the next day after falling asleep again.

After leaving Kian’s room, i had breakfast with Sikar. My eyes were half closed while eating, because I hadn’t slept properly the night before to take care of Kian.

Perhaps because of this, Sikar dismissed all the servants during the meal and said to me:

“You don’t know anything about table manners. The meat in the middle is something you should ask the servants to cut, not cut yourself.”

I’m afraid the servants will ignore me if they hear him, so he would say that after he dismissed all the servants. He was saying it because I was now his wife, not because he had any regard for me.

“You should learn table manners from me.”

I didn’t want to learn anything from Sikar.

This is because it was easy for him to kill me, and it was obvious what he wanted to teach me. I don’t have to risk my life to learn, right?

“Can’t you just give me an etiquette teacher or if you give me a relevant book, I will take a look at it and study it. I’m usually quicker to understand theory than practice.”

“Is this why you received so much hands-on training when you were in early childhood education?”

Ah…talking to someone who has read my memories is not an extraordinarily tiring task. Because I can’t lie, Sikar raised one corner of his mouth as if he was mocking.

“It’s stupid to think about lying to me when you know who I am.”

“Okay, i will study hard.”

“Jin Yura.”

Jin Yura which was my name. I felt strange when Sikar suddenly called my name.

It wasn’t a pleasant thing. It was strange. Like the feeling of being called before execution.

“What…..?”

“You have poor digestion. If you eat meat, it takes a long time to digest it.”

Even if I don’t say anything…he knows everything. Isn’t looking at my memories necessarily a bad thing?

“Therefore, when eating meat, you must make sure to take medication for the digestive system. If the Duchess burps frequently, it will make her look like she has no dignity.”

“I’ll handle it myself…!”

“But you behaved badly. So when a boy confessed his love to you, you burped at him instead of accepting him. And even when you went to training the first time, you said: (Hey guys… burp…)So it’s really embarrassing if you’re behaving like this.”

…..forget that! It’s not good to look at memories either. I couldn’t raise my head because I was ashamed to say something embarrassing, a dark history to someone and say it with an indifferent face.

“Did you get people out of here just to say that?”

The meat wasn’t the problem.

“Dessert has not been served yet. where are you going?”

“I don’t think I’ll be able to eat even dessert, so I’ll get up.”

As I turned my back to leave the dining room, I heard a sharp, dull sound and turned around to see a steak knife stuck on the table.

“We still have a lot to talk about, so sit down.”

Sikar’s way of talking seems to be to point the knife first. My hands trembled and I returned to the chair and sat down.

“I thought it wouldn’t be too late to do this after resting a bit…”

I said with a confused face and even a smile. Because you still scare me, I feel like I have become humiliated without even realizing it.

Since Sikar has the ability to skillfully use people’s psychology, I wonder if he draws his knife first when speaking.

Because of his ability to read memories, he knows people’s weaknesses. Sikar said as he put a piece of fruit candy in his mouth.

“As you know, the king is looking for Kian. In the original novel, Marquis Raydoux hides the royal crest from the back of Kian’s neck.”

Marquis Raydoux was able to recognize that Kian was from the royal family because of the royal emblem.

The Marquis knew that King Gillian was looking for Kian, so he went to his friend and hid the crest.

The crest itself wasn’t hard to hide, but since it’s a mark of royalty, you need someone you can trust.

This person was the magician Jeremy Ecker, a friend of the Marquis.

However, in order to do this, we had to meet Raudox first, but Sikar and Raydoux had a very bad relationship. And I knew this fact.

“Because you are not on good terms with Raydoux, I will go.”

“What are you going to say? Are you going to tell Raydoux that Kian is here?”

In the original story, the heroine Lucy, Raydoux’s daughter, often goes out, wanting to see her mother. So I intended to use that to convince Raidoux.

“When Lucy goes out to see her mother, I can find her and bring her home. Then naturally he will become friendly with me.”

Sikar nodded as if the idea wasn’t a bad one.

“Not bad.”

“The Marquis is kind and loves children very much. He is the best thing for us.”

“The do it.”

“And when Kian wakes up, you better feed him.”

I was about to stand up after saying that, but Sikar looked at me hesitantly as if asking what I was talking about.

“Do you want me to feed Kian? He’s not three years old, he’s seven years old.”

“Because to be a father, you have to be close. If you do it while he’s sick, he’ll be strong.”

Sikar turned his gaze away from me as if telling me not to say anything outrageous.

“I’ve never fed a child before.”

“Didn’t you decide to follow my word completely when it comes to fatherhood? Didn’t I say that sympathizing with him when he’s sick is more effective?”

The eyes that had been ignoring me began to stare at me, and I looked to see if his hand was going toward the knife.

Oh, I’m scared. It’s scary to be looked at this way.

“Come next to me.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know how to feed a child, so I want to see your memory.”

“Ah, i will hold your hand again.”

Feeling helpless while grumbling inside, I went to sit next to Sikar and offered him my hand as if I was used to it.

This is really not just once or twice, so it seems like I was really used to it.

Sikar held my hand again and read my memories. But he wasn’t just reading memories.

He lifted his spoon and placed it in the dessert in front of me and was about to put it in my mouth.

I leaned my head back in embarrassment and asked him:

“Wh-what are you doing?”

“I’m just trying to train.”

I was nervous. I was worried that this seemingly normal crazy man would shove not only the candy but also the entire spoon into my mouth, and I felt more uncomfortable than anything else.

“Aren’t you going to accept it?”

To eat before he points the knife at me again.

I had no choice but to open my mouth and accept the candy he gave me, but I couldn’t taste the delicious candy at all. It’s really uncomfortable.

“Let’s try it again.”

Sikar has a habit of learning terribly whenever he learns something.

Once he is trained in the art of swordsmanship, he learns until he masters it completely.

This means that the treats he fed him would continue to do so until his body got used to it.

“Excuse me, I can’t eat more.”

“Okay, then I can invite Vika and feed her.”

If so, wouldn’t it be a good idea to train with Vika from the beginning?

However, I was a little worried that he would insist that he would never do something like that, but it was lucky for me that he tried to feed Kian.

“Now, I think I’ve done my job. So I’ll go now.”

“But you….”

Why are you calling me again? I replied smiling, trying my best not to get angry.

“What?”

“You cried when i died.”

shed at Sikar’s death scene? Before I could even answer he said.

“Do you like me?”

“Huh…..?”

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