I Lost the Leash of the Yandere Male Lead Chapter 4

In any history book, there has never been a case of a ducal head becoming a concubine. If anyone heard it, they would fall in disbelief.

Although it has lost its forr glory, Aguernia is Aguernia. And yet, the Duchess of lford was set on humiliating him for having the audacity on claiming the title.

Bring the Duke in as a concubine.

I had to hand it to the Duke, her thoughts were very different from the people of this country.

There’s no law against a duke entering a harem, so it’s okay, right? That’s what she thinks. The Duke of lford said so and smiled gaily.

I would typically have responded to that smile, but I wasn’t in the mood now.

“Why a mistress? I’m sure the position of legal husband is available.”

“It has always been easier to use and abandon a concubine. That’s not the case for a husband. Wouldn’t it be better to have a seat that’s easier to dispose of?”

In short, Serina is going to use Alastair and forsake him.

She laughed like a rascal who was up to sothing funny. The soft voice was filled with excitent. The Duke of lford has long since planned the future of dolls to play with and break.

My body heated up.

“Well, that wouldn’t be a bad idea,” the voice that ca out of my controlled lips was monotonous.

I raised my glass again and sipped the tea, taking the mont I needed to calm down.

“But you know that Alastair, even if he doesn’t beco my mistress, is already obedient to .”

From the start of his brainwashing to even his last monts, he was never rebellious towards Serina.

The bitter taste of tea stained the back of my throat.

“Even if you don’t let it in the harem, the child is easy to handle, mother. And I think it’ll be more fun…”

“Really? But you never know. Will Alastair be a valuable piece, unlike the late Duke.”

I tilted my head. The red tea in the teacup across the table reflected the likeness of the Duchess.

Her face looked strange in the shaking tea water. Like a demon.

“If that happens, then I’ll put him on my hand. But I want the best jewelry.”

I raised my right hand and showed her the ring on my index finger. The clear, transparent ruby shone brilliantly under the sun.

“I got the most outstanding jewel at an auction recently. As you know, I only accept the best.”

I was the actor, and the Duke of lford was the audience. How does it feel to watch?

“I’m going to wait until he’s ripe, just as I don’t eat and wait until the food is ripe. I believe that the more he suffers from thirst, the higher his value will be.”

“That’s pretty funny.” I heard a ticklish laugh.

I want to close my ears, but I can’t.

I opened my mouth excitedly. “And mother, I’ll make the choice. So the mother doesn’t have to mind my business.”

I wiped my smile and hardened my eyes coldly. I firmly stated my stance and put a certain amount of energy into it.

Stay out of my business.

“Well, that’s how you really feel, then I won’t stop you,” the Duke of lfort shrugged.

The small gesture gave a strong sense of relief.

I don’t know how much, but I bought so ti.

As soon as I have solved Alastair’s brainwashing, I can flee to so remote place.

Even if the Duke of lford chases down like a top-notch horse, at least I’ll find a resting-place either way even if my sanctuary was death.

Knock knock

“Alastair, it’s . I’m coming in.”

I opened his door that neighbored mine. The room, which was calmly arranged, ca into my view. His place with tables, chairs, bookshelves, and bedding, was simple. Alastair was lying on the bed.

I realized that he was sleeping when I ca in, and he didn’t move.

Alastair was exhausted; he bounced between the hallucination room every few days and being locked up in the dungeon for making so mistake.

I closed the door as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t disturb him. Then in a mont the room beca dim. His room was always dark because Alastair kept his curtains closed.

Only a light that leaked through the edge of the curtain lit up the dim room.

I spied Alastair’s bandaged wrist.

I approached him as close as I could while still erasing my presence. I paused, making sure he didn’t wake up.

It was an empty room, so even tip-toeing rang loudly.

I braced myself and sat on the bed, tucking the quilt up to his neck and reaching for the loosened bandage.

“······Serina”

Alastair’s closed eyes slowly opened. His eyebrows trembled with fatigue.

“Did you wake up? You can sleep more.”

But he shook his head as if he had no intention of sleeping anymore. He slowly stirred up in bed, smiling faintly at .

I untied his bandage and applied so dicine. The wound vastly improved.

“Alastair, your day is fixed.”

“When is it?”

“In a few days. I hope the wound will heal before then.”

Alastair was silent. I stopped talking when I saw his twisted face. Instead, I focused on wrapping his bandage, and Azester watched like that.

I lifted my eyes.

I made eye contact.

Suddenly, I rembered that I had not clearly inford Alastair of his father’s death. There is not much ti left for us to be together. I had to enlighten him as soon as possible.

What did Serina in the original work do in this situation?

It was when I was at a loss for words.

-Knock

“Prince, this is Marina. May I co in?”

“Co in,” I answered on behalf of a silent Alastair.

At my permission, Marina opened the door and gave us both a slight curtsy.

“What’s going on?” Marina is a maid under Duke lford’s direct command.

The fact that she ca to Alastair’s room ant that the Duke had sothing to do with him.

I have a bad feeling about this.

“The Duke is calling the Young Master.”

“Why?”

“How can I know?” She said, “If you’re curious, go check it yourself.”

The Alastair wordlessly left his bed. He was familiar with this sickening situation.

Marina left the room with Alastair and I following suit.

The closer we got to our destination, the more anxious I beca.

Going this way took you to a damp, fishy cellar. The basent was covered with various tools for torture. I ignored the tools spotted over the fence, and I turned to Alastair.

He was looking away with an emotionless face. Then he smiled at and held my hand.

He gave a reassuring grip trying to convey heat to my cold hands.

Finally, Marina’s steps stopped in front of the Duke lford in front of the Hall of Hallucination. “What a surprise. Seri’s here with you.”

I stole my hand away. I wanted to feel more warmth.

Are you thinking of ntally torturing him again?

The Duke of lford laughed silently.

“It’s not yet been a week, Mother.”

“Alastair leaves soon.”

The Duke was quietly preparing herself. I noticed, for the first ti, a shelf where all kinds of torture equipnt were displayed.

She picked up a candle I knew instinctively as soon as I saw the candle.

It was sothing different from the scented candles used to drug and brainwash.

It looked rough and violet, like a huge, thick decaying raisin.

The Duke of lford lit a candle. There was a familiar and sweet sll.

But there was a mixture of unusual, mysterious slls.

“……Mother, am I slling sothing weird? Or is this my misunderstanding?”

“I’ve increased the ratio of amalion and added a little bit of this and that.”

Amalion…..????

After a mont’s reflection on the unfamiliar na, I realized that it was the primary drug that went into these evil candles.

My face hardened. Raising the Amalion’s rate was a death sentence.

You wouldn’t want to kill the Duke’s heir. What the hell are you up to?

“It’s driving crazy.”

My vision was already confused. Unlike , Alastair, who was familiar with the scents, was fine, but not .

I had no immunity. In other words, it was impossible to hold out here for a long ti.

“Marina, tie up Alastair.”

“Yes, Duke,” Marina’s hand held a harness and chain with a mana suppressor. And that brutal chain? Is that how they want to tie him up?

If you tie soone with that they were sure to get bruises and cuts all over.

This is not the way this usually preceded. Alarms were going off. Sothing was going to go wrong; I knew it in the hollow of my bones.

“Serina, are you going to watch from there?”

She made it sound like she was inviting to a celebration, but the Duke was sincere. If you want to see it, you should watch it. By so miracle, I was able to feign calmness.

If I didn’t force myself to act composed, my reason would have run away.

“Mom, can you explain to what you’re trying to do?”

“Of course. As you know, there’s not much ti left for Alastair.”

“‘Yes, we have about four days left.”

“So, we need to take a shortcut.”

“Do we need to?”

“What do you an?”

“Aren’t we wasting ti training a dog that already follows their owners?’

Here the dog ant Alastair.

I amused Duke lford by referencing her favorite title for him, “dog”.

“As mother knows, Alastair has a strong ntality that doesn’t work well with brainwashing. I’m sure it’s the sa with that candle. We don’t have much ti, just like you said.”

The Duke lford was quiet.

“He’s already a well-disciplined hound. Does a good-natured hound need more education?” So don’t hurt him any more. Whether or not she knew my eagerness, the Duke of lford stared at with red eyes.

I was worried that my desperation might be reflected in that penetrating eye.

“Even if the dog leaves , I can handle it.”

“Really?”

“We shouldn’t waste mother’s precious ti.”

She seed to be pondering over what to do after hearing what I said.

I waited silently until she ca to a conclusion.

“As you said, I don’t have to waste my precious ti. You say you can ta the dog well.”

It was a mont of cheers. But I could never cheer.

Was this mont a joke?

I could hear soone laughing at , and an angel was turning into a devil, deceiving .

“So, prove it.”

“What ····?”

“You can handle your dog well –Even if you don’t take it as a concubine this is more effective.”

Was it the effect of the candles? There seed to be a continuum of words.