I Was The Real Owner of Elheim - Chapter 62

From the moment Michael first met Liarte in Elheim, he had fallen in love at first sight. (e/n well not exactly sight, but you get the drift)

 

Even now, what Liarte said warmed his heart.

 

Covering her lips with his hands was his greatest consideration.

 

Liarte probably didn’t think about how ‘I want to be the right person for you’ would sound for Michael.

 

‘You don’t even know.’

 

It sounded like she also loved him.

 

Or at least she wants to be his lover.

 

He knew that Liarte thought about him as a man.

 

‘But it’s not enough.’

 

Liarte raised her eyebrows as she closed her eyes.

 

Michael’s greed and monopolistic desires were reflected in her blue-colored jewels.

 

‘Ah.’

 

Sweet.

 

He wanted to devour her because she was just too sweet.

 

Just one more time.

 

His desire to reach deep into her was suppressed.

 

He was already ‘kissing’ her lips with hands draped over them again.

 

Michael’s closed eyes trembled.

 

Liarte closed her eyes again without realizing it.

 

His large hand gently covered her lips in fear of hurting her.

 

A warm, shaky breath.

 

Even his other hand that touched her face was clearly shaking.

 

‘Good.’

 

One thought dominated Liarte. Even though she didn’t really know what it was, she felt a sense of pity.

 

Soon, Michael’s hand fell cautiously.

 

He unwittingly gave a light kiss over Liarte’s closed eyelids.

 

He didn’t even regret it.

 

It would be a lie to say that he didn’t have frivolous thoughts.

 

However, he was satisfied. As if he had just taken a bite of the forbidden fruit.

 

His head twitched as if he had drunk something so tasty.

 

“I have never thought that you weren’t the right person for me.”

 

How could Michael dare make such an assumption?

 

“On the contrary, Liarte, you have always been the one who’s too overqualified for ne.”

 

She will take lessons from tutors, learn about common sense, and continue to grow.

 

She was dazzling now, but she’ll become even more dazzling so that you can’t even look at her directly.

 

On the other hand, the life of the Birce bloodline would always be the same.

 

As long as their curse-like power does not disappear, Michael had to live shackled and tied up.

 

Unlike Liarte, who was moving forward.

 

For a moment, he had an ugly desire to catch and drag Liarte down with him.

 

But he quickly got rid of that thought.

 

It was good to be greedy for her, but he couldn’t drag her down to this hell.

 

“Michael.”

 

Liarte cupped Michael’s cheek.

 

“Why are you being nice to me?”

 

He conveyed his sincerity through repaying her just because she was his benefactor.

 

She put her other hand on his chest.

 

Michael held his breath as if he had been tempted.

 

His heart was beating.

 

No matter how good of a calm liar he is, he could not hide the sound of his heart.

 

“What do you think of me?”

 

She had a feeling that he would answer honestly now.

 

Liarte had not yet fully realized her feelings for Michael.

 

She thought that she could give a name to those feelings when she heard an answer from him.

 

“I….”

 

Michael’s lips opened slowly.

 

Words as many as the stars in the milky way passed through his mind.

 

There were too many to choose from, but one was clear.

 

All the shining emotions contained deep affection.

 

At that moment, when he finally chose a word, he stopped breathing and tried to continue saying the word.

 

The lock of the window of Liarte’s room slid open.

 

“I have something to report!”

 

A man with light hair came in, slamming the window open.

 

It was Michael’s escort, Walter. (e/n man, fuck himmmm)

 

Liarte already moved her attention to him.

 

Before worrying about her own things, she wase worried about the things that’ll happen to Walter.

 

Michael’s delicate lips twisted to a frown.

 

BANG!

 

Michael took his pistol out and used it on Walter without hesitation.

 

“Ahhhhh…!”

 

Walter, who was calculating the situation, leaned close to the wall and avoided the bullet.

 

‘He’s crazy! I knew he would do this to me someday!’

 

Originally, he was out of his mind, but today the Young Master seemed to have decided to kill Walter off.

 

BANG! BANG!-

 

Michael carried his pistol and fired more bullets.

 

Walter realized that his only lifeline here was Liarte, so he turned to her direction.

 

His operation was successful.

 

Sadly, the bullet only grazed Walter’s cloak. (tl/n wdym sadly???)

 

At that moment, Michael smiled softly and looked at Walter.

 

“Oh, it’s just Walter. He suddenly came through the window and I thought he was a robber or something.”

 

In a very slow and low and chilling tone.

 

“I almost killed him by mistake.”

 

It was a lie.

 

Michael surpassed his humanity, having all his senses heightened to unimaginable degree that he was now almost a monster.

 

How can such a man not recognize Walter?

 

“It’s alright.”

 

“Right?”

 

It was a dry and short answer.

 

Michael turned around and approached Liarte.

 

“I’m sorry. Did I scare you, Liarte?”

 

Who the hell is this?

 

Walter got goosebumps when he saw Michael, who was being so affectionate, that he couldn’t believe he was the same person who tried to kill him just now.

 

Walter had his mouth agape as Michael’s hazy red eyes met his.

 

He had a look that told him to shut the hell up.

 

Walter shut his mouth, went to the corner of the room, and extinguished his presence.

 

‘He’s crazy. He’s crazy.’

 

Michael can’t hear what he’s thinking anyways, so it doesn’t matter if he murmured slanders in his head.

 

Originally, Birce’s descendants were very bad people.

 

Aaron whose fiery rage makes anyone’s blood curdle.

 

Carmen who does not use physical violence but uses every other means.

 

And Walter’s master, Michael, who recieved only the worst attributes of the two.

 

“I thought someone sent an assassin or a spy to hurt you. So I used the gun because I was surprised and worried about you.”

 

“Nobody was hurt. And if it was an assassin, I’d protect you the same way.”

 

The person who had no reason to be protected was the human named Michael Birce.

 

Walter shook his head in dismay at Liarte’s words, which seemed to weaken Michael.

 

“Thank you, Liarte.”

 

Michael hugged Liarte.

 

It was a perfect performance of weakness.

 

‘Oh, you have mastered acting now?’

 

Walter wanted to tell Liarte, who patted Michael gently on the back.

 

‘Young Lady, you are being tricked.’

 

Michael is so strong and healthy that he doesn’t need protection from her.

 

Of course, these words couldn’t come out of his mouth.

 

“So, what’s the big deal?”

 

Asked Michael languidly.

 

He wasn’t that interested, but it was obvious that he was asking because he was in front of Liarte.

 

“Well, the Master has given me orders.”

 

“What kind of orders?”

 

The command that Carmen gave Walter was….

 

Walter crept aside.

 

“He told me to teach the Young Lady. I was ordered to teach her lessons until he finds a more suitable tutor.”

 

“Did you tell him that you were busy?”

 

“He asked back, ‘Is there anything more important than teaching Birce’s benefactor?’”

 

It was an attitude that made Walter think that Carmen was just like his son.

 

“That’s true.”

 

Michael nodded slightly since it was not wrong.

 

“How long are you going to teach Liarte? Can’t I just teach her instead?”

 

“Oh, about that. He said no in advance.”

 

It was almost an order, but he didn’t think there’s a need to express it in any way.

 

“The Young Master is dangerous…….”

 

“People might think I’m eating Liarte.”

 

Didn’t he act like he was coaxing Liarte when Walter came in?

 

‘That’s what it was!’

 

Walter finally understood Michael’s anger.

 

It must be because he interrupted them at a very important moment.

 

Then Liarte grabbed Michael’s sleeve.

 

“But you and Walter are very busy to have time to teach me.”

 

“I’m not busy at all, Liarte. I’m always free.”

 

Of course, it’s a lie.

 

“And Walter.”

 

It was not common for Liarte and Walter to have a direct conversation.

 

“Isn’t it that you can’t escort Michael while you’re teaching me? If so, I’d like to refuse.”

 

It was about Walter’s obligation to protect Michael while teaching Liarte.

 

It even seemed to be purely sincere.

 

‘Does she really think he’s someone that needs protection? This human?’

 

Michael seemed to like Liarte’s concern just fine.

 

“While I am away, other guards will stand by my Young Master. So don’t worry.”

 

Walter tried to appease and persuade Liarte.

 

“All right.”

 

Liarte agreed because she could not ignore the sincerity of the Duke of Birce, Carmen.

 

“Young Lady, when would you like to start your classes?”

 

“Right now is okay.”

 

Michael stared at Walter.

 

And Walter was not okay with it.

 

“Are we just going to figure out the levels today?”

 

Walter held out two sheets of paper prepared by Carmen.

 

“You can solve these. It’s okay if you don’t know. It’s only for ranking.”

 

Walter also needed time to recover his mind from the situation he was in just now.

 

About ten minutes later, Liarte called him.

 

“I am done.”

 

The easy questions on the first page were all left blank.

 

It looked like there was not much done.

 

As he turned to the second page without thinking, his eyes went wide.

 

‘She solved this?’

 

She had solved all the difficult problems in the latter part.

 

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