The Nerd Turned Out To Be The Tyrant - Chapter 56

The first thing Rev, who had stopped as if he had been hardened, did was to hold Luce.

Luce, who had fallen asleep, was carried to Rev’s room, where he put a blanket over her and closed the door quietly before going to the window.

He sees his brother.

“Looking at it this way, don’t we look quite alike, Brother?”

Ten minutes later, his half-brother, who had been clinging to him and holding a hand mirror in front of him even though he didn’t like looking at himself, finally spoke.

He glanced at him and said one thing or another.

“I think my eyebrow bones are similar, and my jawline is a little similar. And the direction of the parting hair!”

It’s truly unexpected that the only thing he found after looking in the mirror for 10 minutes was his bones, jawline, and hair growth direction.

That meant that, apart from those things, they were distinctly different, even through the eyes of Delmar, who was only eight years old at the time.

Thirteen-year-old Rev felt a little sad about that.

He was a little jealous of his half-brother, who had everything he didn’t.

The elegant golden hair that is the symbol of the imperial family, the color of his eyes as deep as the sea, his position where it is okay to casually say something that hurts people’s hearts, and the uncomfortable innocence that approaches again and again.

But when Rev, who was 17 at the time, looked at his half-brother, he didn’t feel sad or jealous or frown at him.

He just looked at it as if he were looking at an object.

‘Why did you come?’

It was just an analysis, like a formula.

Why did he come here even though he was clearly warned?

“How could I, as your younger brother, see you living alone in this small town?”

Worried about my treatment? There’s no way.

Delmar’s actions, which enjoys swallowing when sweet and spitting out when bitter, are all selfish.

Therefore, the subject of thought would be Delmar himself.

“Does brother know how much I missed you!”

Do you miss me? It’s possible, but it won’t be the only reason.

Rev’s mouth twitched as he thought about Delmar, who liked his dusty, uncomfortable bed the most.

“You always came when I didn’t allow it and gave me trouble I didn’t ask for.”

It’s a surprise visit from you after you go back, and I’ve always been the one to tell you to be less polite.

You weren’t responsible for anything.

Back then, and now.

There is a princess who was threatened with assassination just because she became a candidate for his wife, and there is Luce, whom Radanum pushed in front of the assassin’s knife to save the child, but he will live without ever knowing about it.

He will put off all the bad things down the gutter and live only walking in the flower garden.

“You too are old enough to take responsibility for your actions.”

Rev, who picked up Delmar like a bag of flour, headed to the second floor.

He pushed the door to the room with the magic circle.

He put Delmar like a burden on the blue glowing magic circle, but it didn’t activate.

Of course. Because this is a magic circle that can only be activated by a wizard.

To entirely eliminate the possibility of Rev returning to the imperial palace using this magic circle.

“I promise you, Delmar.”

Rev, who was scanning Delmar with a gaze that didn’t feel the temperature at all, picked up his sword.

“Your responsibility will be greater than anyone else’s.”

Then, it was thrust down toward Delmar.

*****

“Activate the magic circle to Senon.”

“Your Highness?”

“Right now!”

Diana, who grabbed Radanum, who was leaving with a long swirling walk, pushed him into his room with such a strong grip that she couldn’t believe it herself.

Radanum, who would have normally confused her mind with meaningless words and modifiers, opened the magic circle without saying anything.

Diana closed and opened her eyes by stepping on her dress and standing on it.

A pile of medicines, a portrait of Aurelio’s mother, and—.

Aurelio with the sword and Delmar lying beneath it?

“What are you doing!”

Without even thinking, Diana rushed in.

A skinny kid who reads books is easy to stop.

Then Diana tried to push Rev with all her might.

“I really want to ask you a question, Your Highness.”

But it was rather her who bounced back.

“What happened?”

Even though Diana fell down, Prince Aurelio didn’t move.

She wasn’t the only one who didn’t believe it.

She saw it clearly. She saw Delmar, with golden hair as soft as honey, at the tip of his sword!

“Delmar, Delmar… Definitely!”

“What do you mean Prince Delmar?”

But there was nothing on the floor.

What on earth is going on here?

With a confused face, Diana knew Aurelio was looking down at her.

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about, Your Highness the Empress Consort. To appear out of nowhere and ask me about Prince Delmar’s whereabouts.”

It was a composition she had never imagined.

When did that child’s shadow get so long? When did he grow up like this?

And when—.

“The responsibility for a lost child lies with his parents. Not his half-brother.”

“….”

“Please get up. We don’t want each other to help, so I’ll step aside.”

Did he learn how to make creepy faces?

Diana, who had been sitting helplessly, raised her body.

She grabbed the hem of her dress, not even thinking of shaking off her dusty hands.

“You mean Delmar didn’t come here?”

“Has he disappeared?”

“Answer me correctly!”

“I don’t know where he went, Your Highness.”

Aurelio said quietly, placing his sword on the table.

“I thought it was possible to blame me for Prince Delmar’s mistake only when I was in the imperial palace. I never dreamed that I would see you equating this village of Xenon, which takes over a week by carriage, with the north tower of the imperial palace.”

“…Aurelio.”

“I would have begged you not to send me far away if I knew that all the sins and punishments would eventually come back to me, whether I was here or there. It would have been better for Your Highness Empress Consort to have someone in the imperial palace who was easy to blame.”

She felt suffocated.

In fact, Aurelio was reciting what she was thinking.

It was better when everyone treated him coldly, making him a public enemy.

It was better that way than when the Emperor looked at her and Delmar and tried to find fault with them.

“I beg your pardon, but please go back now. I have a guest, so it’s hard to give you a long welcome, Your Highness.”

Then he leaves the room.

It’s a strange thing.

How, from the imprisoned Prince whom the Emperor hates so much.

From an abandoned prince with no resemblance to him.

Can she see him?

*****

Returning to the imperial palace, Diana had a somewhat bewildered face.

But she soon regained her composure. She then glared at Radanum.

“There was no Delmar.”

“I didn’t tell you that he would be in Xenon.”

Listening to that spinning speech, she felt like her blood flowed backwards.

“Then tell me now. Where is Delmar?”

“A place that is usually overlooked by people looking for things.”

However, there was no energy left to stop Radanum’s rudeness as he left Diana behind and walked away without saying a word.

After striding forward for a long time, Radanum stopped at Delmar’s room.

The door is open.

Clearly, Delmar wasn’t here. The attendants thought so, and Diana thought so too.

So, like a madman, she went looking for Delmar. However.

“Delmar.”

She felt helpless when she saw her son sleeping on the bed with his body folded up like a doll.

When she walks on it, she thinks it’s a pretty floor, but then she realizes that it’s actually a chess board.

Maybe it’s just that I’m just moving like a puppet.

The wizard, who would be like the thread that moves the puppet, smiled politely.

“It’s a place you’ve been to once.”

Radanum took out his dark blue cape and smiled as he put a blanket over Delmar, who was lying down.

“I’ll be on my way. I think I need to post a report on the destination of Your Highness the Empress Consort.”

Diana had second thoughts about how she wanted to use a sword to cut the wizard’s back.

It wasn’t like her.