A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted - Chapter 3
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Because he loved Lucy, he was also in the position of the sub male lead.
(Note: In chapter 02, I translated the FL’s name as Luciel, but it’s too confusing because this novel already has Evelyn and Raven, so the FL’s name is now Lucy because I keep messing up with New Daughter-In-Law =_=“)
Because he was a villain, whenever he appears, there are scenes of obsession, kidnapping, and confinement. Even though he was such a wicked villain, what I liked most about him was his story.
He had a pathetic and tragic life that strikes you dumb when you think about each happening of his background story.
Of course, I didn’t say that to my younger brother.
“I don’t think this guy really has anything going on for him other than his face, Sister.”
“That face is important in itself.”
“……Okay. Then I have to set the face as his only specialty.”
I shouldn’t have said that back then. I sighed as I remembered my brother’s bruised face at the time.
“Other than his face, I made him into a lousy human being with nothing.”
She took a deep breath, withdrawing her gaze toward the room Raven had entered.
‘A monster who has no hesitation in killing people.’
‘Especially if someone betrayed him, he would chase after them to the ends of the earth and slaughter them.’
‘Don’t give him his name. He is the one who remembers and pursues even the scent associated with a name.’
‘The reason he covets the Holy Grail is to destroy the world by making an army of the monsters from the Shadow Forest.’
Descriptions such as those…were often found in the work’s narrative.
These were all words directed to Raven.
“……”
I sighed heavily again.
I’m hoping this is not inside the novel, but the timing to brainwash myself that this is not, had long since gone away.
And if, really if.
If I was really into that novel.
‘Evelyn.’
Maybe I’m already dead.
‘The girl who tricked the villain into bringing him home when he was young, and then sold him to a slave trader.’
Extra number…1.
Because that was Evelyn.
A girl who had a huge influence on the villain’s entire life, but was nothing more than an extra who should be given a number to be remembered.
‘Because she sold Raven, who could have safely returned home if he had been unharmed for two more months.’
Raven was sold into slavery because of her and goes to the imperial palace, where the emperor, who is coveting the power of the North Family, steals his blood and rolls him around like a dog…….
‘He goes back after 10 years.’
And during those 10 years, all the people in the family he loved died miserably. Even his father, who remained until the end and waited for him, ran out of control because of the Emperor and became a demon king, so Raven had to subdue his father himself.
“…..”
Suddenly, I remembered what Raven had said earlier.
“You said that to me. If you don’t want to freeze to death, come see me.”
Coincidentally, it was the same line Evelyn said to Raven in the villain’s background story.
And the pain in my body that has been attacking me since before.
‘It reminded me of the symptoms of the illness Evelyn was suffering from.’
This is an incurable disease.
“Ah really…….”
I flopped on the table and wept.
It felt like the more I thought about it, the more ominous the foreboding became, so I decided to move rather than think.
Worst of all, even if I was the real Evelyn, it didn’t mean I couldn’t live. In the end, I don’t have to sell Raven, and the incurable disease has a cure. It was all thanks to knowing the setting of this novel.
Okay, first of all, Raven.
Let’s take good care of him and send him back nicely.
….although it seems like he’s already been deceived by a lie and came here.
‘If this much, I can still fix it.’
I got up from my seat and quickly crept away, because there was no sound in the room where Raven was.
‘There’s no way he’s sleeping.’
There was no way a child who had been so vigilant could sleep comfortably in a stranger’s house.
‘Then what are you doing?’
When I peered through the door, Raven was sitting neatly on the bed and reading a book. Even though he looked in bad physical condition, there was no awkward part in his sitting form.
As I quietly looked at such a child, I called out in a small voice in case he was surprised.
“…Raven?”
There was no answer. I took a few steps inside and called again.
“Raven.”
The child did not move even though I reached a position where I could see the title of the book he was reading.
‘He’s very focused.’
The child’s eyes were burning heavily.
As I gazed curiously into his bright and clever young eyes, I turned to the book he was holding.
‘Extreme Poisons and their Medicinal uses?’
At that moment, I remembered the contents of the novel
When Raven was deceived and sold by Evelyn, he was already poisoned.
‘That… the traitor poisoned him.’
An incident in which a traitor in the family used a special poison on the lord and his son in turn, cleverly poisoned other people, and then ran away with the family’s top-secret document.
In the incident that marks the beginning of the story, Raven loses everything at the young age of twelve and is chased everywhere while he remains poisoned.
There was a reason why he could not resist a powerless girl and was sold as a slave.
“……”
Oh please.
I hope it’s not the case.
I sighed and went back to the living room. Then, silently, dragged a chair and entered the bedroom. I placed the chair at a distance that is not too burdensome opposite Raven, who was sitting on the bed.
As I sat there, I watched the child’s engrossed expression.
‘After he’s done reading, we should talk.’
I was going to ask after h washing, feeding, and letting him sleep, but looking at him now, he seemed to be able to talk about it, so I thought it would be okay.
If Raven said anything that was not at all different from what I remember. Then I will have to accept the reality.
All of a sudden, even in a scruffy state, a very pretty face caught my eye.
My younger brother said that he’s got nothing going on for him besides that, so he poured a lot of buffs on is his face…
No, no. I’m not sure of anything yet.
“…..”
I turned in the direction of my thoughts.
Come to think of it, he’s still a child.
He seems to be taller than Evelyn, perhaps because she grew up eating poorly, but at first glance, there were signs of a lot of suffering in his countenance.
‘A child with nowhere to stay and nothing to eat in comfort.’
It was kind of sad to see him concentrating on a book with eyes that seemed to be swallowing everything up. After watching the child like that for a while, I carefully took out a book, wondering if my gaze could be uncomfortable.
‘A requiem for a dead princess?’
I don’t know if it’s romance or not, but it was a strong title for a book from my grandmother’s room. As I opened the cover, the story of a tyrant who lived long ago and the princess he loved unfolded before my eyes.
‘A tyrant who went crazy after the princess died.’
It’s also related to the Holy Grail.
It felt like I was looking at a setting I didn’t make myself, so I was intrigued.
I calmly plunged into the tragedy.
How long has it been? A sound of surprise was heard in front.
But I pretended not to know because I didn’t want to show I noticed his surprise.
Then I heard the sound of the book being closed. It sounded like he was calling me, so I naturally raised my head.
“Oh, did you finish reading?”
Raven, who was looking at me with confused eyes, stopped. However, for a moment, his mouth softened with a hardened face.
“What are you doing?”
I tilted my head at the tone of interrogation.
“What?”
“When, no, why are you here?”
“I came in a while ago. You were reading a book, so I read this while I was waiting.”
“……”
Raven, who had been speechless for a moment, said, clearing his throat.
“Then why don’t you… do you have nothing to do?”
Apparently, he was more surprised of me being near him than I thought.
Well, his head must have a lot of thoughts right now.
“I was just trying to talk to you. But no matter how many times I called, you didn’t hear me, I didn’t want to disturb, so I waited.”
Raven quickly blinked as I spoke in a soft tone as if to calm him down.
His eyelids looked like they were ticklish.