The Villainous Tyrant Has Returned

Contrary to what Olive said, her eyes were focused on Prince Carlos.

Ugh, don’t show it openly, don’t show it openly. Her friend jabbed her side with her elbow.

“Don’t even dream of dreams that you can’t achieve. Prince Carlos has his first dance with the Crown Princess every time. How many times do the ladies try to take over the prince! But they say he won’t accept it once. Rumor has it that you have a lover who was a commoner.”

“Lover?”

“Uh, They aren’t dating, just like that.”

“Just like that?”

“You know, something like a mistress.”

Lily blushed and twisted her body. Olive’s face immediately heated up when she understood the meaning.

“So, why don’t you give up and find someone else?”

“I wonder if I should do that.”

“I will help you. What is your ideal type?”

“I’m hmm—an attractive person?”

“So, what kind of charm?”

“What can I say? I want him to be someone who always catches my eye.”

“… You say you like handsome men, right? Tell me specifically.”

Lily looked at Olive with her curious face.

I don’t know where she got it from, but she even had a notebook and pen ready.

In response to her passionate response, Olive carefully recited her ideal type. To be exact, I was referring to the male protagonist of a play I liked.

“First of all, I want his personality to be kind, and I want his title to be as high as possible. He has ability, a lot of money, strength, and a handsome face. I hope his hairstyle is like Prince Carlos.”

As conditions were added one by one, Lily’s expression darkened little by little as she wrote them down in her notebook.

“Hey, Olive. you are.”

“……?”

“I thought you were very realistic. Every time you say something like this, I think you’re an idealist.”

The person you mentioned doesn’t exist in this world.

Shaking her head, Lily left Olive’s side.

Olive, who frowned at Lily’s reaction, disappeared into the crowd again in search of her older brother, Planus.

***

The party was boring. It was very annoying to fight off the ladies who came towards him with a strong scent of perfume, and it was also bothersome to see some nobles who recognized him as a prince and gave him pretentious greetings.

But Ludwig held on to this party until the end. This is because the harvest was greater than expected.

“Here you go.”

As Lady Lily Cornwell passed by Prince Ludwig, she handed him the notebook she had written in.

“Prince, are you giving me the compensation you promised?”

“Yes, I will find the item that was stolen from Lady Stephanie Karhu.”

Ludwig was so busy reading and rereading the contents of the notebook that he couldn’t look at Lily’s face.

Frowning her brows, Lily cautiously let out the question she had been holding back.

“P… Prince, I dare to ask you a question. Are you interested in Lady Olive?”

It was a question that gave her great courage.

In fact, Lily was interested in this handsome prince.

The label of cursed prince didn’t matter. This prince, who gave off a strange aura that couldn’t be easily approached, was very attractive.

So much so that many of the ladies in the banquet hall couldn’t take their eyes off Ludwig’s face.

Their eyes were bright from earlier, wondering about the identity of Ludwig, who appeared with Prince Carlos.

Lily pursed her lips inward and waited for the prince’s answer, ready to confess.

“At least let me tell you that I’m not interested in you.”

“Ah yes.”

Wow, 10 seconds. i was kicked in 10 seconds.

This man’s face isn’t only handsome, but his determination is also amazing. Lily squeezed her eyes shut.

Lily answered with a short answer and she smiled bitterly before turning her back.

Her unrequited love lasted less than a week and was broken like a sorghum can broken by the wind.

She hadn’t made her debutante yet, but Lily, who was in the mood, grabbed one of thr bottles of champagne and took a gulp.

Her mouth was so bitter.

In Ludwig’s eyes, everything was gray.

The emperor who gave birth to him shouted that he was cursed and turned away from him, but that didn’t bother him.

He had no need for emotional support from others in the first place.

He was just born that way.

Everything was so easy and the people around him were always easily swayed to his will.

Since he was young, he had no favorite things or people, and the only thing he enjoyed was hunting.

He found the act of cornering the target and slowly suppressing it very enjoyable.

One boring summer day when he was 12, he was playing with the white rabbit in the maze garden.

As I was walking through the maze, swinging the sword in my hand, I felt a presence under a tree on the other side of the maze.

‘Found it.’

I slowly approached the tree where I could feel its presence.

I quickly stabbed the well-honed tip of my sword into the place where I could feel the presence.

“Aaaah!”

But then I heard a short scream that couldn’t be heard.

“Please save me.”

Behind the tree, I could see eyes with emeralds.

The girl with her hazel green eyes was shaking her body and clutching her stabbed leg.

It was a rabbit I liked better than the rabbit I was looking for.

A rabbit with a very impressive trembling appearance.

The rabbit’s name is Olive Chartres. She was the same age as me and she was the youngest daughter of count Charles de Chartres.

‘The name is as cute as Green Rabbit.’

From that day on, whenever Olive visited the imperial palace, he would see her and often attend the banquets.

My green rabbit had a slightly frightened look on her face every time I saw her, but that look in her eyes made me even happier.

As time passed, Olive grew into a very beautiful rabbit.

The flies were entangled. But there was no problem.

I ripped off the wings of all the flies.

Olive didn’t make any friends from then on.

As Olive grew older, she hid her fears, but I could easily read her inner fears.

Rather, it felt more tantalizing.

Every time he strangled her, she trembled and her sharp front teeth stood up as she exhaled.

When she bit my hand with her teeth and ran away, every time my hand shed bright red blood, the colorless world regained its original, colorful colors.

Then one day.

There was talk of marriage between the Charltres and the Coparts.

You’re trying to stuff my rabbit, who has just grown up, into Kopart’s maw.

The scandalous Marquis of Chartres deserved to be punished.

So I played a little prank on the tea he was drinking.

In place of the bedridden Marquis de Chartres, his shrewd eldest son, Planus, acted as prime minister and kept an eye on him.

With my brother Carlos.

The actions of the two idiots were so funny that even the Crown Princess was annoyed.

I wonder why such a boring woman was appointed as the Crown Princess. The emperor’s eyesight is also very poor.

At least it was quite remarkable that Carol was struggling and trying to chase after me. So she got caught by the tail once or twice.

Then, Carlos cheekily tried to grab his leash while talking about a green rabbit.

‘People say I have no humanity.’

In my opinion, the same goes for Carlos. A guy who wants to grab and shake his best friend’s younger sister like she’s his tool.

Isn’t he truly a son of a bitch?

What sets this son of a bitch apart from me is that he fakes smiles at idiots.

Meanwhile, the fox-like Planus noticed something and quickly pushed for marriage talks with the Kopart family.

So I told her on her birthday. Who is your master?

Sorry about my bunny, but I took her faster than i had planned.

Ha.

Even now, my lower stomach feels heavy when I think of the white body shaking beneath me.

‘It would have been better if I had take her that day.’

The story of marriage with Kopart no longer appears in Green Rabbit’s Nest.

Well, first of all, I guess I should be satisfied with this level.

If my green rabbit keeps running away, just cut off the side branches.

singly.

singly.

If i cut it out like that, in the end, all that’s left will be me.

After early spring, the frozen ground thawed. The season of sowing has arrived.

The royal family held a small banquet at the temple of Jupiter, the god of the gods, and prayed for a good harvest in the coming year.

Olive was also reluctantly led by her parents to attend the banquet. However, she was sitting on the sofa in the corner holding her head because she was afraid of the nobles’ fierce fight. she leaned her head against the backrest and closed her eyes, feeling like she was alive at least.

“Are you okay?”

A pleasant voice rang from behind. The wide shoes touched the marble floor and made a clicking sound.

Olive slowly opened her eyes and raised her head. Ludwig, smiling softly, took his steps and stood in front of him.

“P, prince?”

“It’s been a while.”

Ludwig gestured to the seat next to Olive and gave her a wink. Olive nodded her head at the gesture asking if he could sit down.

“Uh? But prince, your head… hair… Did you do it?”

Ludwig, who always had short hair, trimmed his hair to show his ears, like his older brother Carlos.

Olive looked at Ludwig’s head curiously and pursed her lips slightly.

He looked neat when he had short hair, but when his hair got shorter, he showed off quite a manly charm.

“Does it suit me well?”

Ludwig asked calmly. Olive slightly looked away and answered ‘Yes.’ in a low voice. It’s a face that looks good even if you shave it hard.

“I cut it to look good. I want to look handsome.”

“What?”

“I cut it because the person I wanted to look good in her eyes liked this style. I’m glad to hear that you say it suits me.”

Ludwig closed his eyes and smiled sweetly. At that moment, Olive clutched the hem of her skirt. Her fingertips curled up on their own as they tickled her.

‘Where on earth does a woman tell a handsome man about a hair style that will make him shine even if he has hair loss?’

To make matters worse, the prince in front of her was so infatuated with the woman whose standard of beauty rested on the top of his head that he cut off her hair.

As Olive blinked in silence, Ludwig exhaled loudly through his nose and laughed briefly.

I felt like I could hear the sound of that little head rolling around, wondering what it was thinking.

Small, fluffy ears stick out from between thin, shiny, light green hair.
It was a soft ear that already knew that touch.

Ludwig’s hand stretched out without realizing it. His fingers, which had become quite thick, calmly arranged Olive’s fine hair sticking out next to her ear behind her ear.