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Published at 30th of July 2022 04:33:42 AM


Chapter 8

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Translator: Keke PR: Cosmic

I began to write my letter asking for a breakup.

It didn’t take long to write in an elegant handwriting and put it in an envelope.

I had no doubt that if I send this letter to the House of Vaveloa and Hesman tomorrow, I will completely lose my connections with the past.

‘Everyone despises me anyway.’

The moment I thought about the family, Meldenique’s childhood, which was not in the novel, came to mind.

“Her blood is cursed!”

Meldenique clenched her face because she didn’t want to cry.

“I’m not. I…… I didn’t get cursed. I’m completely fine!”

“Lies! You don’t wash well, you smell bad!”

The innocent children kept bullying Meldenique.

It was Hildegart, her stepmother who had just entered the mansion, that led the bullying.



“I could kill you. But I’m just letting you live. Live like you’re dead.”

“Yes……”



Looking at Hildegart’s swollen stomach, Meldenique nodded blankly.

The stepmother hated her, so she thought to ask her father for help.



“Well, the kids hate me. I-I want a friend.”

“You’re being naughty. It’s your fault for being ostracized!”

“……what?”

“Just how stupid are you that people look down on you? Get out!”



It’s the perpetrator’s fault to be ostracized.

But it was different in the Vaveloa Duchy. All the wrongs were Meldenique’s fault.

Fortunately or unfortunately, Duke Vaveloa was strongly in love.

He didn’t like to be harsh on his daughter that had his blood. Only because of his honor.

People treated Meldenique as a formal princess around the Duke.

But that was all.

None of Meldenique’s bullies were punished.

Duke Vaveloa didn’t have much interest in Meldenique, he just hated loud noises.

As Meldenique grew older, the direct harassment disappeared, but her heart was broken.

She was too violent to protect herself appropriately. In a world where no one would take her side, she acted arrogant and snobbish.

Meldenique’s memories had been assimilating in my head one by one since I possessed her. Like it was originally my memory.

It felt terrible because I was always gloomy and despised.

‘I really want to kill this trash-like family, all of them.’

Of course, I don’t deserve great revenge on behalf of Meldenique.

In the first place, I have no power to fight against the main character, Duke Hesman or the Vaveloa’s, the female lead’s family.

There was only one thing I can do now. It’s to cut my relations with this beggar-footed family right now. (beggar-footed means a very dirty, insignificant object or a term of cursing at a person.)

But what would I do if I go out and attack without being protected? (This sentence was kinda confusing to translate, sorry.)

Am I entitled to revenge on behalf of Meldenique?

I’m not sure yet.

But I whispered quietly, rubbing the back of my neck.

“I’m looking forward to tomorrow.”

“Me too.”

How will the people of Hesman, who received a request for a breakup which was close to propaganda, and Duke Hesman, who received a request for an excommunication, react?

I stretched and looked out the window.

Nothing was certain in an uncertain world.

I was going to be very busy tomorrow.

***

The next morning.

We headed for the Central Postal Center to send out the letter of inquiry and the letter of departure.

The nobles of the Empire generally exchange letters through family servants. However, when official documents were exchanged between nobles, an official certification was required.

Therefore, there was a separate postal central office established by the Imperial Palace.

Fortunately, the post office was near the academy, so I was able to easily send my break up.

‘I hope I can break up with this.’

On the way back from the postal center mailing my breakup letter and excommunication letter, Dominique spoke to me in a quiet tone.

“The one I saw yesterday, the Duke Hesman guy. He’s ugly.”

“Why?”

“I saw three guys since the morning. I think he sent it.”

I looked at my surroundings.

But I, with no skills, couldn’t sense anything suspicious.

“A total about five.”

Dominique whispered quietly.

‘If it’s five guys……’

Come to think of it, Mrs. Hildegart and Duke Hesman often attached a guard on me.

‘It was in the name of spying on me for fear that I might bother Sheria, probably.’

I continued to speak in a nonchalant manner.

“Oh, it must have been sent by the Vaveloa’s and Duke Hesman. They’re monitoring my every move.”

“……how fierce. If they try to touch us, I’ll kill them.”

Dominique, the apostle of justice, spoke trembling with rage.

“Well……yeah.”

It was nice to know that there were three guys in the distance.

‘They’ll be in front of me any minute anyway.’

Hildegart and Lennox’s three guys had no qualms about revealing themselves. Because Meldenique couldn’t respond to them easily.

“Cover your eyes properly.”

“That’s my specialty. Hiding.”

Listening to Dominique’s ambitious words, I hesitated to catch a public rental carriage on the roadside.

“It’s close by, so let’s walk, shall we?”

“Yes. It’s been a while since I’ve been out of the sword, and I think there’s mold on it.”

At Dominique words, I held my lips together and held back my laughter.

“Let’s take the road we’re on right now. It’s not dangerous because you’re here.”

“Lets.”

I gave a small smile and took a step.

I was about to talk about what to put in the stationary store,

Dominique, who was walking silently with me, frowned seriously while counting the three guys.

“Mel.”

“Huh?”

I stopped naturally and asked Dominic who was behind me.

“Look ahead.”

“Huh? What……?”

After a brief reply, I followed the end of his gaze.

In the middle of the day, the dark alley was revealed.

And there was something small in the alley.

‘Is it a person?’

Looking closely, a small boy was kneeling on the floor.

The child’s knees were dirty with dust. Maybe there would be tear stains if he raised his head.

Strangely enough, however, the child was dressed in very fancy clothes, unlike commoners.

It was clothes without decorations, but it was obvious that he was fed by aristocrats

‘But why is that precious kid from such a noble family lying face down here?’

It’s hard to say if he’s an Academy student.

‘Although this street is close to the Academy.’

Was it……a scene of violence? Or a hit-and-run?

“Dominique, stay here for a bit.”

If it is a scene from school violence, the child will be afraid of adult men. In that sense, Dominic approaching him and talking was dangerous.

“Okay.”

Dominique didn’t follow me, as if he realized the true meaning of what I said.

I walked aimlessly toward the alleyway with Dominic staying put behind me.

When I finally faced the child, I was greatly flustered.

“Heuk……”

His fallen form in public was sad.

I stretched out my hand to the boy with golden hair that had fallen down.

“Get up.”

“I-I can’t walk……”

He’s about ten years old? The child barely held my hand and tried to get up but collapsed again. It looked as if his legs were sore.

I asked carefully, looking down at the child’s bluish eyes.

“Is there a doctor you know you can call?”

“……I don’t like doctors.”

I looked down at the child, who had an unusual fear against doctors.

His face was very cute. It wasn’t a face in my memory from dealing with a large number of aristocrats for business, so he wouldn’t be a high-ranking aristocrat.

Is he afraid that calling a doctor will get his family in trouble?

“I just fell for a moment. U-ugh, it doesn’t hurt.”

A timid little voice rang out my ear. There were also groans in between. It seemed like it really hurt.

I glanced briefly at Dominique.

Dominique, who caught my eye, picked up the boy quickly and carried him on his back.

“Look here, baby? Come with us. We won’t call a doctor, I’ll treat you.”

Dominique spoke solemnly.

He looked young on the outside, but he was a knight who had spent a long time on the battlefield. The extent of the child’s wound could be healed easily.

The child on Dominique’s back groaned.

“I-I’m not a baby! I’m close to an adult, a child knight.”

It was unbearable to him, to treat him as a baby even though he was hurt.

You stupid kid, you’re so cute!

Dominique and I made eye contact with each other and smiled.

“Yes, adult knight. (T/N: Yes, he says adult, not child. I was confused too.)

The child rolled his eyes. But he couldn’t hide his satisfaction.




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