Young Master, Please Put Some Pants On! - Chapter 90

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Chapter 90

At his words tinged with faint mockery, Mellis rarely hardened her expression. Whenever Kermanomon showed hostility toward Arsian, she felt an indescribable frustrating emotion. But in truth, she knew the reason why her feelings were complicated.

“You know that people don’t change easily. Especially feelings of hatred toward someone.”

“It would have been nice if the Grand Duke didn’t dislike humans. What a pity.”

Duke Severus is a human-hater. And that fact will never change.

The thoughts she had desperately tried to avoid until now instantly filled her mind. Mellis clenched her fists and asked in a low voice.

“Is the reason you dislike Arsian because he’s a half-blood?”

“What?”

“…Half of Arsian is human, which you hate so much.”

The moment she faced Kermanomon’s expression, Mellis realized she had made a big mistake. However, she knew she couldn’t take back her words, and at the moment, she didn’t even want to.

“What on earth is that supposed to…”

At the words that made him doubt his own ears, Kermanomon let out a hollow laugh as if dumbfounded.

“Your Grace, I think you need to check this for a moment.”

At that moment, he bit his lips tightly at the call from a knight who was looking for him.

“Let’s talk about this later.”

He coldly turned his back and left the spot. Feeling hot tears welling up in her eyes, Mellis tilted her head back and held back her tears.

As she watched him moving away from her, Mellis realized that what she had truly feared was that retreating figure. Unfortunately, she also realized that she loved him.

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Returning alone to the carriage, Mellis pressed her eyelids firmly with her sleeve to hold back the bursting tears. However, once they started, the tears showed no sign of stopping and flowed out helplessly.

“Huu…”

Eventually, Mellis curled up into a ball and sobbed quietly while gritting her teeth. His expression from their last encounter kept appearing before her eyes.

‘I’d rather you despise me.’

If he had looked at her coldly as she had once imagined, it wouldn’t have been this painful. Kermanomon had looked deeply hurt. As if asking how she could say such things to him.

The fact that she had hurt him to protect herself stirred up guilt.

‘I ruined everything…’

It was a surprisingly pathetic victim mentality that even she hadn’t fully recognized.

She knew everything – that she wasn’t someone who belonged at the ducal residence, that she shouldn’t dare harbor feelings for Kermanomon. However, intoxicated by the sweet reality before her eyes, she had deliberately ignored these facts and endured until now.

As she grew more attached to the ducal residence and her feelings for him grew stronger, the anxiety she had been avoiding also grew larger and pressed down on her.

She had no intention of leaving that place behind the people she loved, yet she lacked the courage to acknowledge her own love. She could only tremble with anger at her own selfishness.

Only after seeing his figure coldly turning his back and walking away did she finally acknowledge her own heart. The sharp emotion that had momentarily escaped came from an affection she couldn’t hide.

“Mellis?”

Startled by the voice calling for her from outside the carriage, Mellis hurriedly wiped away her tears. The person who entered the carriage was none other than Vivian.

Noticing her reddened and swollen eyes, he asked in a serious voice.

“What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“No. I’m just a little tired. What’s the matter?”

“I have something to talk to you about for a moment.”

At her response, instead of probing further, Vivian rolled his eyes and looked out the window. Only after casting security magic on the carriage did he slowly open his mouth.

“…Baroness Portier has been murdered.”

“What?”

At such sudden news, Mellis felt her tears instantly subside. What on earth did he mean that Sandra had been murdered?

When she was too flustered to ask anything, Vivian thoroughly explained everything that had happened.

It was about how Sandra had been steadily stalking Mellis, and how she had attempted to harm her multiple times. Bin had been continuously watching Sandra, but knowing her incompetence, they had observed from the sidelines without intervening directly.

However, as Sandra’s obsession gradually grew and she tried to directly harm Mellis, Vivian, unable to stand it any longer, took action first. Vivian kidnapped Sandra and confined her in a warehouse near the Guild.

“At first, I just planned to separate her from you and scare her so she’d never do such things again.”

Since Sandra was a weak human, he thought that just confining and neglecting her for a few days would be enough to completely cut off her interest in Mellis. But in less than three days, Sandra had vanished without a trace.

At first, he simply thought she had escaped by evading the lax surveillance. Until the next day, when he heard the news that a cold corpse had been discovered at Baron Portier’s Estate.

And there were traces of Revolity left there.

“The Security Forces announced it as an ordinary murder case, but according to witness reports, it seems certain she was killed by Revolity.”

“That’s impossible. Why would Revolity kill Mother…”

Mellis couldn’t hide her complicated feelings. Of course, she didn’t want to sympathize with Sandra. Sandra was the very person who had driven her life into ruin.

It wasn’t just about selling her to Lord Gazet. Sandra had countless times starved young Mellis of meals because she thought money was precious, and would often hit her to vent her anger.

If the Academy hadn’t been mandatory, Mellis would probably have lived her entire life as a frog in a well, never leaving the house.

Mellis had feared and eventually hated her stepmother, but strangely, the news of her murder didn’t bring pure joy. What she felt immediately wasn’t liberation, but an unpleasant discomfort.

It would be a lie to say she had never wished for her death. But that didn’t mean she had wanted her to be murdered so cruelly.

“…”

Horrific images kept rising in Mellis’s mind. Baron Portier’s Estate, which she had loved so dearly. The fishy smell of blood covered the memories of her childhood with her family. Following the trails of blood, there was a red pool, and in the center lay Sandra’s corpse.

In her imagination, Sandra hadn’t closed her eyes and was showing her pale whites. Mellis shuddered as she recalled that glancing gaze.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m just a little shocked…”

Vivian silently patted her shoulder and waited until she calmed down. After a while, confirming that Mellis’s condition had become somewhat calmer, he asked in a serious voice.

“So, what do you want to do now?”

“What do you mean, what do I want to do?”

“The Baroness is dead. There’s no one chasing you anymore.”

“…”

“Will you leave the Ducal Residence?”

At that question, Mellis slowly blinked her eyes. When she pictured Kermanomon, her heart ached and stung again. Staring blankly into space, she murmured quietly.

“That would be the right thing to do, wouldn’t it?”

“There’s no right answer. Mellis, you can do whatever you want. Everything is your choice.”

However, even with his words that there was no right answer, Mellis couldn’t easily open her mouth.

“…Please give me a little time to think.”

“Alright, think it over slowly and let me know. We’ll be seeing each other often anyway.”

Vivian nodded and opened the carriage door to step outside. Mellis, who had been mulling over his words, belatedly felt something strange and asked.

“What do you mean we’ll be seeing each other often?”

“The Grand Duke mentioned it earlier. He asked if I’d be interested in working together for a while.”

“Ah…”

Realizing the fact she had momentarily forgotten, Mellis clenched her fists. After hesitating for a moment, she asked with a thread of hope.

“The Grand Duke doesn’t know that you’re a half-blood, does he?”

As Mellis spoke those words, she felt her stomach churn once again. However, Vivian’s response offered her no comfort whatsoever.

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