The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 151

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Episode 151

“What?”

While the Former Empress made a flustered expression, Lionel gave a slight nod to the elites behind him.

Those who had been waiting for orders immediately stepped forward.

“St-stop! How dare you draw your swords against whom!”

“Your Majesty the Former Empress! Please step back!”

The Imperial Guards immediately stepped forward and drew their swords, but it was impossible for them alone to stop the elites from the underworld.

The battle ended quickly in the narrow passage, and the Imperial Guards collapsed to the floor without being able to show their full abilities.

“Urgh…!”

The moment swords fell one by one with clanging sounds, one of the maids who had been watching nervously with a frightened face screamed and began running back the way they came.

That was the beginning. The other maids also started backing away and fleeing.

“Should we chase them?”

One of the elites asked Lionel. Lionel shook his head.

“We just need to secure those two people.”

Those two people were, needless to say, the Former Empress and the Emperor.

The Former Empress snapped to attention and looked around. Before she knew it, the only ones standing on their own two feet in this place were her and the Imperial Guard carrying Cayen.

“Fo-Former Empress Your Majesty…”

“You! Quickly take His Majesty and evacuate!”

The Former Empress spread both arms wide to block the Imperial Guard’s path and glared at the approaching elites with bloodshot eyes.

“I who stand before you am the Former Empress. Try laying a hand on me if you can…!”

Lionel stepped out from among the elites without hesitation, instantly moved behind the Former Empress, and struck the back of her neck to cleanly knock her unconscious.

Lionel quietly looked down at the Former Empress who had lost consciousness and collapsed to the floor with a thud, then nodded to an elite to take her away.

Soon his gaze turned to the Imperial Guard carrying the Emperor.

“Ah, ah… Se-Second Prince Your Highness…”

“…”

Lionel stared intently into the Imperial Guard’s eyes. While the Imperial Guard lost his fighting spirit under the pressure of that gaze, one of the elites immediately struck the back of his neck with a sword sheath to knock him unconscious.

As the unconscious Imperial Guard collapsed, the Emperor’s body that he had been carrying slid to the floor. From the considerable impact, the Emperor’s eyelids trembled lightly as if convulsing.

“Ugh…”

With a light groan, he opened his eyes wide and reflexively swatted away the hand touching his shoulder as he sat up.

But perhaps because that movement was too sudden. Cayen staggered from dizziness and, unable to support his body with his own strength, leaned his back against the wall.

“Huff, gasp…”

Where this was, who these people surrounding him were.

Unable to properly grasp the situation, he breathed heavily while rapidly moving his eyes, then a loud voice burst from his mouth.

“Cecilia! Where is Cecilia?”

The moment he heard that name, Lionel’s eyes narrowed.

He gestured to stop the elite who was about to knock the Emperor unconscious. Then he approached Cayen, who was looking around and repeatedly calling only Cecilia’s name.

“Cecilia, where did you take Cecilia…!”

“You’re saying exactly what I want to ask.”

“…You?”

Only then did Cayen notice Lionel.

A cold, mad laugh burst from his mouth as he stared blankly at his younger brother’s face.

“Ha! Of course! I knew it would be you, I knew it. Are you trying to steal Cecilia from me again! Did you think I would helplessly let you steal her from me again this time too?”

“Again?”

Lionel tilted his head loosely.

“It would be you, brother, who stole Liri from me ‘again.’ I won’t say much. Where is my wife?”

“Wife? What wife!”

Cayen shouted as if having a fit, then suddenly turned his head to the side as if he had discovered something. Then a smile appeared on his lips.

“Cecilia will be by my side, will become my wife! As proof of that…! Look!”

Cayen reached out toward empty air and smiled. It was a very ecstatic-looking smile.

“Isn’t Cecilia looking at me and smiling. At me, not you! Hahaha!”

Cayen burst into mad laughter and staggered toward the opposite wall. Then he acted as if embracing empty air.

“Yes, yes… I love you too. Hahaha!”

Lionel frowned.

He already knew that Cayen was seeing hallucinations and hearing voices as a side effect of the brainwashing drug neutralizer.

However, the content was very displeasing to him, so Lionel spoke in a cold voice.

“At the point where you’re already seeing hallucinations, it seems your brain has suffered significant damage, but even considering that fact, you’re under a very big delusion. There’s no way Liri would smile looking at you, brother.”

“What?”

Lionel stared directly into Cayen’s eyes and asked.

“Do you remember the name Liri?”

“Ha! I know that’s Cecilia’s childhood name too. Calling her by a name only used when she was young, have you thrown away your dignity as royalty?”

Looking at Cayen who snorted at him, Lionel recalled a memory from long ago.

“Not Liri!”

“Liri? What a cute name. I’ll take good care of her.”

As if he had never said such words, he killed ‘Liri’ in just a few days. Lionel regretted that incident so much back then.

Fortunately, he met Liri, Cecilia again, but even if he hadn’t, Lionel would never have forgotten that name for the rest of his life.

Unable to make a proper grave, he would have lived his entire life cherishing that name buried in his heart instead.

But after taking the life of that small bird, this bastard didn’t even remember Liri’s name. Because of that, Cecilia almost died.

‘And yet, now.’

Lionel’s gaze toward Cayen changed from emotionless to hatred.

Lionel, who had been glaring at his brother as if to kill him, moved his body and approached Cayen.

“Wh-what… Don’t come!”

Cayen, who had been backing away, staggered and fell. Regardless, Lionel approached close to him and whispered in Cayen’s ear.

“You wouldn’t know, brother. That blue bird I raised when I was young, the one you killed, was Liri, Cecilia’s spirit familiar.”

“Spirit familiar? What nonsense are you talking about now…”

“As a reaction to that, Liri lost her memory and barely survived death. That pain from back then would be carved into Liri’s soul.”

Lionel whispered in a cruel voice.

“Is she, the one you’re looking at, Liri who suffered pain from none other than you, brother, really smiling while looking at you?”

At that voice filled with certainty that it couldn’t be so, Cayen’s body froze. It was because the smile disappeared from Cecilia’s face in the fantasy he was seeing.

“What did I… do?”

Meanwhile, Lionel continued whispering.

“Other than the her in your fantasy smiling like a doll, other than repeating ‘I love you’ like a parrot, what else is she doing?”

“Ce-cil… She is…”

“She’s not doing anything. Because you know nothing about my wife, brother.”

Lionel’s voice, tinged with subtle amusement, continued.

“Do you know what Liri likes, what she dislikes, what she fears? Have you ever eaten cookies that Liri baked herself? Have you ever heard Liri’s lullaby?”

“I, I…!”

“Has Liri ever been curious about you, brother? Have you ever heard her say she would cry for you? Have you ever heard her say she would become real family?”

This was Lionel’s first show-off in his life toward the plunderer who had only stolen from him his entire life.

Something that had never been plundered by Cayen or anyone else, something that was purely his own.

Recalling Cecilia’s heart, affection, interest, and warmth, Lionel lifted the corners of his mouth.

“Has the real Liri ever truly smiled in front of you, brother?”

“Of course…!”

Cayen found himself at a loss for words. It wasn’t because Lionel’s words that poured out without pause bound him like a curse.

It was because Lionel’s smile, which he had never seen before, or perhaps he might have seen when they were very young but… not even a trace remained in his memory, was so dazzling.

In front of such a brilliant smile, how could he dare say that he had seen Cecilia truly smile while looking at him.

“No. No, no! That can’t be!”

Cayen hurriedly turned his gaze to look for Cecilia.

Until just a moment ago, she had been smiling while looking at him. That smile couldn’t have been fake. She was surely truly looking at me, at me…

“Why did you kill me?”

“Aaah!”

Cayen clutched his head and squeezed his eyes shut.

His mind went blank from the intense pain that felt like his skull was splitting, and a sharp, needle-like ringing echoed in his ears.

“Huff, gasp!”

Breathing heavily and barely regaining his senses, Cayen opened his eyes again and looked toward where Cecilia was.

“It hurts! I’m suffering, save me…! Save me! Why did you kill me!”

Blood-covered Cecilia was screaming at him with resentment.

That it hurt, that she didn’t want to die, that she cursed him.

He could no longer even see Cecilia’s face. All he could see was just…

“No, no! It wasn’t me! I didn’t do that…!”

“Murderer!”

Two hands stained with blood grabbed his throat.

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