I've Been Reincarnated as a Villainess' Older Brother

It was a dark room with the lights completely turned off.

The curtains from the canopy were closed, and Cain was sleeping peacefully on his bed.

The day’s work is over, so Ilvalino has retired to the servant’s quarters next door.

“‘Ahhhh! Oh, I got it!”

Cain suddenly woke up with a loud shout and a crunch.

I felt a sense of discomfort during the conversation with His Majesty the King and Her Royal Highness the Queen. I was half-dreaming and ruminating on what had happened today when I realized that it was incredibly unpleasant.

Just as I was about to hold my head in my hands, the curtain of the canopy bed opened with a bang.

There was Ilvalino, with his head still in his sleep.

“…… Did you sleep talk?”

Looking at Cain, who was just sitting half-awake on the bed, Ilvalino looked really uncomfortable.

He must have run out of the servants’ quarters in response to Cain’s loud shout. The pants of his nightgown were pulled up to the knee on his right leg, and the hem of his jacket was tucked into his pants on the left side.

“I’d like to ask your opinion.”

“Can’t it be tomorrow? I’m really sleepy.”

Cain wanted to organize his thoughts by having a conversation with someone, but Ilvalino didn’t seem to want to join him.

His brain, once awake, has already begun to send out commands to lower the eyelids in search of sleep once he saw that I Cain was safe.

Cain yawned and lightly rubbed his eyes.

“Well, why don’t you get under the covers and lie down here? Anyway, talking to the air is boring, so just stay here.”

With that, Cain turned over the covers and patted the mattress next to him with the palm of his hand. Already half asleep, Ilvalino said, ‘hmm’, and climbed up on the bed in front of him. He settled down next to Cain and pulled the covers over his head.

“Come on, at least show your face. You’re so heartless.”

“Hmmm…”

Ilvalino squirmed and slid his body up showing half his head out and closed his eyes.

After smiling at that scene, Cain put his chin on his right hand and supported his right elbow with his left hand, and made a thoughtful face.

“Neither His Majesty the King nor Her Royal Highness has ever come to the sword training with the Kingsguard that I attend with His Highness Prince Al.”

“We always ate lunch together after the training. I’ve never been with his parents before.”

“And yet, ‘they were talking about it as if they were there and saw the things and talked about it’. It was as if the swordsmanship training and lunch were with the three of them together.

“Not only did they know the details of the training, but he also knew about the injury that the healing magician had completely healed and didn’t need to report, as well as our conversation at that time. It was as if he had been there watching us eat, talking about how he had helped us overcome our weaknesses and even trivial things like ‘we bumped each other’s heads when we tried to pick up our dropped forks’.

They didn’t know what Arundilano and I were whispering in each other’s ears, but they did know that we seemed to be having a secret conversation. ‘What were they talking about? Can you tell me secretly?’ she said. they knew that we were talking in private.

It was the same as if they were having dinner together at a family distance, they wouldn’t be able to overhear the conversation.[Read this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at the “Novel Multiverse dot com” website @ novelmultiverse.com]

“Then weren’t they watching?  By my side?”

Cain was surprised to hear a voice from Ilvalino, whom he had thought to be completely asleep. I looked over and saw that his head, which had been half sticking out but with his eyes still closed, was now all the way out of the covers.

“It was just the two of us for lunch, though there were a lot of knights of the Kingsguard around to gather information from. There was no one else in the cafeteria, you know?”

“How about the maid? No servants to serve? Wasn’t there a guard outside the door?”

I huffed at Ilvalino’s suggestion.

“There were. There were two maids in the back. The waiters only came and went at the beginning and end. I don’t think there were any guards. I was told that there are basically no individual guards in the royal palace.”

I think the maids were approaching me when I kept my voice down. So it was a spy for His Majesty the King or Her Royal Highness the Queen.

“The nobleman seems to think that the servants waiting by the wall are really the wall. Be careful.”

“The wall has ears and I am Mary.”

“Was the maid named Mary?”

“No, I don’t know…….”

However, the maids follow different people on different days. Even the knights of the Kingsguard are basically under the guidance of the Vice Commander, but there are times when another knight will watch over them due to work commitments. I’ve even left the place to prepare tea. But even the information during that time was leaked.

“If that’s the case, then everyone in the castle is a spy, right? There’s some kind of prince observation report on file. Even if they only pass each other in the corridor, they have to submit a one-line report.”

Cain frowned at Ilvalino’s words, remembering the butler’s words from the other day. He was told that the master of Ilvalino was Cain, but the masters of the other servants were Dismaya and Elyse.

“What are you going to do with a report that’s only one line long?”

“If you get a dozen reports every five minutes from the other servants saying, ‘I passed by with the crown prince in the corridor at what time on what day,’ you can figure out how the prince traveled and by what route. If there are reports saying with or without Cain attached, you can also see where he met up with you and where he left you.”

Cain looked seriously at Ilvalino, who was sleeping next to him. He still has his eyes closed, but his brow is furrowed in disgust.

“That’s a lot of reports to go through……. the king and queen are too busy to go through all that.”

“I’m sure there’s someone else who organizes and compiles the reports, and it only takes five seconds to check a dozen reports if you just draw arrows on one map. He’s the king, of course he’ll let someone else do it.”

“Maybe he’s a king who wants to do everything by himself……”

I’m sure that’s not true, but I tried to argue with him.

If Ilvalino is right, there are reports of Cain and Arundilano’s activities and conversations, reports of their daily routines, and their every move. A report that describes the order of the day’s activities and every move he made. Once you read them you could feel as if you were with Arundilano, watching over him, and knowing him.

Arundirano rarely sees his parents and doesn’t even know what they say about him.

“That’s elaborate.”

“Information is quantity. It takes skill to select and compile information, but anyone can gather it. ….. is why children are used to …….”

“Ilvalino.”

“Are we done? Let’s go to bed.”

I’m not sure if he’s really sleepy or not, but Ilvalino’s words are much more broken since a while ago. After the butler had warned me, he hadn’t lost his servant’s tone of voice even when there were only two of us.