The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 49

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Episode 49

“No!”

Everyone answered in unison with resounding voices.

It was only natural. When the Second Prince asked such a question, who would dare answer otherwise?

“Since you say it doesn’t bother you, I suppose I can keep holding on.”

“Uh…”

At this point, it seemed like I should tactfully excuse myself from the situation.

That said…

‘Am I really not in the way?’

Lionel called out the squires one by one to practice with dummies, and whenever they swung their wooden swords, he verbally pointed out what was wrong.

Occasionally he would hold a wooden sword and poke their waist or shoulder while giving advice like “relax your strength” or “narrow the gap, widen it,” but even that was manageable with one hand.

‘I don’t need to worry about being considerate!’

While Lionel taught the squires, I quietly practiced wind magic using the magical power that filled my body.

Using magic to deplete my magical power while it simultaneously replenished itself again.

It felt just like playing with a phone while using a portable battery—it was truly enjoyable!

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That scene was also being watched from a distance by people sent by Cayen.

These were the people tasked with loudly spreading rumors that the duchess who had a one-sided love for her own fiancé was persistently chasing after the Second Prince who didn’t love her, trying to win his heart through clingy behavior.

‘…But they’re holding hands tightly right now, and we’re supposed to spread those rumors?’

‘Moreover, it was the Second Prince who reached out his hand first?’

That wasn’t all he did first.

When he needed both hands to teach the squires, he would temporarily let go of Cecilia’s hand, then immediately take her hand again once he finished his work. Always interlocking their fingers each time.

Certainly, the Second Prince’s face was expressionless. His attitude toward the duchess was also more polite than affectionate.

But seeing him keep the duchess close by his side like that, if anyone said he had no interest whatsoever in his fiancée, they would deserve to be scoffed at for having crooked eyes.

…But we’re the ones who need to have crooked eyes in this situation?

And just look at those earrings.

Despite having lived for decades, they had never once seen a man wearing earrings.

Giving them was up to the giver’s heart, but wearing them was up to the receiver’s heart. Especially when it was a prince.

Since he had no need to be considerate of the Roheim duchess or cater to her whims, wearing those earrings for everyone to see meant the Second Prince tolerated Cecilia’s interference.

In other words, it was a declaration of intent that he would at least not upset Cecilia over matters involving other women.

‘If we just go back…’

‘You’d refuse the First Prince’s orders?’

Refusing the First Prince’s orders and being punished by him, or spouting nonsense here and receiving glares.

There was no need to deliberate. It was an overwhelming victory for the latter.

So they had to spout this ridiculous nonsense about a couple who were stuck close together and, if anything, looked quite lovey-dovey.

“How pitiful the duchess is! Working so hard to catch the attention of the Second Prince who won’t even look at her!”

The reason the Second Prince wasn’t looking at the duchess was because she was right beside him.

“The Second Prince seems to have no interest whatsoever in whatever the duchess does, so why would she want to keep talking to him like that?”

If anything, the duchess seemed to have no interest in whatever the Second Prince was doing beside her.

Rather, when she became distracted by flower petals fluttering toward them, the Second Prince gently pulled her closer to his side.

“She’ll probably be left alone again without receiving even a glance. If it were me, I’d be too embarrassed to even come outside.”

The Second Prince caught with one hand the flower petals that had been floating toward them on the wind, which Cecilia had been watching, and handed them to the duchess.

The duchess pouted as if something displeased her, but soon smiled as she accepted the flower petals.

“How naive…! Looking for love in an arranged marriage!”

Though they were nameless wildflowers, there was something like the freshness of newly budding flowers in the sight of the lady and young man exchanging those small petals.

Even though Lionel’s expression remained impassive, perhaps because of Cecilia’s beaming smile, the atmosphere surrounding the two felt ticklish and fluffy like pink cotton candy.

“It makes me feel… so sorry for her!”

The ones desperately squeezing out nonexistent words were the truly pitiful ones.

People who had been listening to their words with curious expressions were now clicking their tongues and turning away from them.

“I don’t know where you folks are from, but if you’re going to keep making noise, please leave.”

“Thank you!”

Right, we were making noise and had no choice but to be kicked out!

Hastily leaving that place, they returned to the First Prince and honestly reported what had happened.

“Well, that is… It seemed the Second Prince cared for the duchess more than expected.”

“We did spread rumors as ordered, but the duchess didn’t even pretend to listen. After all, the Second Prince was holding her hand and giving her flowers…”

“Holding hands where everyone could see? Giving flowers? Ha!”

Not even knowing shame, things have really gotten out of hand.

Cayen ground his teeth.

‘The crown prince position, the duchess as his fiancée—yes, right now everything in the world must seem like it’s yours.’

Unbearable anger boiled up inside him.

He had planned to stay quiet for at least three years until his body became healthy, but it seemed that wouldn’t work.

He needed to break that nose that didn’t know how high the sky was. Only then would that arrogant bastard learn humility.

Fortunately, there was a good opportunity.

“There’s a hunting competition next month.”

“Yes? Ah, yes.”

“Who’s hosting this year’s hunting competition?”

“That would be… Count Riam, I believe.”

“Count Riam… Is he someone reasonable to deal with?”

It was a question about whether he could be bribed to do shady work.

Someone who knew Count Riam well quickly nodded.

“I believe the Empress has helped him before. If you convey it through the Empress, he’ll comply with any request.”

“Is that so…?”

“Any request” meant he was compromised by the Empress, which meant Cayen could manipulate Count Riam’s hunting competition to his liking.

“Poor Count Riam. His carefully prepared hunting competition will be ruined by an unfortunate accident.”

Those who roughly guessed what kind of “unfortunate accident” Cayen was referring to swallowed nervously.

However, there was no one among them to advise against it. Such people had long since been driven away.

‘At least nothing will happen to the Second Prince…’

Just as the First Prince wouldn’t die for reasons other than natural causes, the Second Prince also wouldn’t die until he ascended to that exalted position.

Since God had bestowed such a glorious destiny, there was no need for them to worry about the Second Prince… With such thoughts, those who exchanged glances bowed their heads deeply before the First Prince.

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