The Villain Is A Per Chapter 118

118.

“Because Grundel is brainless compared to his greed.”

Theodore nodded at Abel’s words.

“Yes, that’s right. “But I don’t think that’s all you want to say right now.”

“Did you know?”

“A story just now. “I know more than half of it.”

Theodore answered as if it was no big deal.

“Well, I raised you, so you should be aware of this.”

“Don’t say anything creepy.”

“yes yes. All right. Now let’s get to the point. If we proceed as we have discussed so far, it will be beneficial for us. But that won’t be the case for Prince Rostel.”

“I guess so.”

Theodore sighed softly and looked straight at Abel.

“That’s not what you think, is it?”

“I don’t care what happens to Prince Rostel.”

I feel sorry for the child being manipulated, but I have seen many such creatures. I also knew that if I harbored sympathy one by one, I would get tired. Abel didn’t pay much attention to Rostel because she knew that sotis she had feelings that had to be cut off.

“Then it must be Licht who wants to save Rostel.”

Theodore’s expression beca sour. I knew Richt liked children, but I never thought that would apply to Rostel as well.

‘I was cuter!’

Now that he’s growing up, he’s not as cute as he used to be. In order to handle the sword comfortably, it is right to make it bigger, but in tis like this, the past is regrettable. Sohow, these days, it seems like even young people are less accepting than before.

“good. Let

save you. But I can’t leave it by my side. It allows you to fake your death and live sowhere else. That’s best. And I will have to get your consent for that part.”

I couldn’t take the risk and leave Rostel by my side. How much of Richt’s attention will he get while he grows up to be Theodore? Theodore didn’t want that.

“All right. “The spirit is attached to the child, so we can tell the story through him.”

Abel also agreed with Theodore. Afterwards, he talked about national policy and appeasent of the nobility. It was boring, but necessary.

* * *

Rostel was just staring at the window with his cheeks puffed out.

[I’ll be back in a bit!]

Fong disappeared just like that, leaving only those words. He stayed quietly in his seat for a few days, but this ti sothing happened again.

Rostel hated that Pong kept disappearing. It would be nice to have Fong always by my side. That’s not easy.

‘Pong is a spirit.’

After learning this, Rostel diligently collected information about the spirit. Because he was secretly collecting, he went to libraries that did not fit his hobby. He searched diligently, avoiding prying eyes, but he could not find out much.

There were only three things I learned. Rostel slowly folded his fingers.

One, spirits are free.

Second, the only way to completely hold on to a spirit is through a contract.

Third, after the contract, the spirit has a na.

Fong is the spirit of wind. And the na is ‘Pong’. It was said that soone had already given it a na.

‘I know who that person is.’

That person is pretty. He is the one who helped

when I was lost. He was a kind and good person. So he beca even more upset. If he had been a bad guy, he would have pushed him away and brought Fong with him without any guilt.

‘I said it was Lord Devine.’

Richt had much more than Rostel. He can make Pong much happier than he could be with nothing.

Rostel beca sullen.

[I’ve been there!]

Fong returned just in ti.

“Pong!”

[Yes, yes. Have you been well?]

“Stay calm and well.”

[Then this is a gift.]

Fong pretended to rummage around and took out a small pouch. He opened his pocket and found two flat snacks inside.

[Raspberry cheese cookies. It was delicious. So I brought it.]

“thank you.”

Rostel smiled brightly, as if asking when he had been depressed. And she took a bite of the cookie.

“delicious!”

Snacks were provided whenever I wanted them, but this was my first ti tasting sothing like this. It was so delicious that my eyes lit up.

[Hehe, it’s delicious, right? Richt is good at baking cookies.]

Fong puffed out his chest hair and boasted.

‘I also want to make Pong proud.’

I was greedy, but when I thought about it, there was nothing worth bragging about. I can read books, but I’m not good at it. However, it doesn’t an that I can move my body well. I don’t know anything except one dance that I learned because it was important.

‘I want to learn more.’

So I wanted to beco smarter. After eating all the cookies, Rostel lay down on the bed with Fong.

[Rostel.]

“huh?”

[I have sothing to say.]

“What?”

Fong spoke calmly. Pong also seed nervous, perhaps because it was a longer and more difficult story than usual. Still, Rostel understood everything. It wasn’t difficult.

He said that Count Mantel was actually a bad person and that was why he would be destroyed. In the process, he says, there will be a commotion, and he could end up putting himself in danger.

[Of course, I will protect you.]

Rostel beca a little happy at Pong’s words.

“thank you.”

After Count Mantell disappears, Rostel becos free. Although he had to give up his title as prince, he promised to do whatever he could. Probably the person who promised was Licht.

‘You can do whatever you want.’

So, can I ride the colt as I please? You can walk wherever you want and read books as much as you want. Let’s ask for a teacher. You will learn a lot.

‘And the most important thing.’

Rostel asked Fong, straining his eyelids that were gradually closing.

“Are you going to stay by my side too?”

[until when?]

Pong was scolded when he asked about the date, but Rostel tried not to show it.

“A long ti, a very long ti. Until I die.”

Then Fong made an embarrassed expression. Then he answered cautiously.

[If only I could stay with Richt.]

“good.”

Rostel answered willingly. And she slowly fell into sleep.

* * *

Grael, Count Mantel’s second son, bit his fingernails.

“are you okay. “You just have to do it right this ti.”

Then, you can beco Count Mantel instead of a proud older brother. He will lose a lot by exposing his father’s faults, but whatever is left will be his. He would rather have a little than nothing at all. Even just a little bit of that would have been unthinkable for the second child, Grael.

That’s why I took Archduke Graham’s hand. Archduke Graham dug into Count Mantel’s corruption based on information known to Grael.

“You’ve done a lot.”

This is because the previous emperor was incompetent. He was only able to keep his talented younger brother in check and had no special talents. In addition, Empress Maia, who inherited her position after her death, was also wary of her surroundings and was anxious to preserve her position. Things got much better after her crown prince, Theodore, took control of the imperial family, but many things had been stolen before that.

“It was a bit difficult to figure out how well they kept it hidden.”

Archduke Graham handed the docunts to Grael.

“For your information, burning or tearing it up doesn’t help. All related information is stored separately. So don’t change your mind now.”

“Well, that doesn’t happen.”

Grael barely answered.

“This is such an opportunity that I can’t miss it.”

“Yeah, that’s the mindset.”

Archduke Graham smiled.

“It’s almost eting ti. “Get ready.”

“yes yes!”

The ti to seize everything was approaching.

Count Mantel was in a good mood today. This is because it was finally possible to have Prince Rostel participate in the eting. There may be nothing you can do because you don’t know anything, but just participating is aningful.

This is because it can once again impress the nobles with the prince’s status.

‘Anyway, the call from Rundel is too late.’

At so point, the number of contacts from Rundel began to decrease. Luers, who was on Rundel’s side, said it was nothing special, but Count Mantel had his doubts.

‘Recently, the Rundel Imperial Family has also been complicated by power struggles.’

It was known that the Emperor of Rundel was still alive and well, but this should not be taken for granted. The previous emperor of Glytein also spread such rumors even as he lay dying in his bed.

‘After today’s eting, let’s hire soone to find out more.’

The more information the better.

While Count Mantel was lost in thought, there was a knock on the door.

“His Royal Highness’s preparations are complete.”

“okay.”

Count Mantel stood up. When I went outside, I saw Rostel standing there, decorated more neatly than usual. Even though he was young, Rostel was a prince. Originally, it would have been right for Count Mantel to finish preparations first and then co out and wait, but the reality was the opposite.

“Let’s see.”

Count Mantell glanced at Rostel with eyes as if he were valuing him.

“It’s okay.”

Then he nodded as if he was satisfied. It was a shaful situation in many ways, but Rostel just stood there blankly.