The Male Lead I Raised Is Obsessed With Me

Countess Rothrun also only invited Luc to dinner.

It seemed that she was determined to treat me as a non-existent person.

Well, to her, commoners were not people.

It was rather better for me.

After all, building a relationship with Countess Rothrun was not the purpose, there was a different purpose for coming to this castle.

……but that doesn’t mean I’m not angry.

While reading a book in Luc’s luxurious room, Bircher gathered information through the castle maids.

“West annex?”

“Yes. Originally, that was the main castle, and this was a newly built one, but I guess they couldn’t tear it down because of its symbolism.”

“Truly a family that cares a lot about titles and lineage.”

“However, I think it was often used in the summer. But at some point, it was banned. They said it was because there were sounds of someone screaming. Suspicious, don’t you think?”

“It’s suspicious.”

“Then, shall we go right away tonight?”

At that time, Luc returned to the room after finishing his meal.

When I signalled Bircher, thinking that this wasn’t something to be discussed in front of the young Luc, Bircher bowed his head and disappeared.

“Luc. Did you have a good meal?”

Luc hugged me without saying anything.

“…I don’t know. I want to get rid of them all. Sister is the most important person to me…Do I really have to do this?”

“It’ll be over in a day or two anyways.”

I patted Luc on the back and comforted him.

That night, Luc was sent to the bathroom early for the operation.

Then, I laid the dry Luc on the bed.

Luc stared at me as I carefully covered the blanket up to his neck.

“…Isn’t sister going to sleep?”

“I will, but I have something to do, so I’ll sleep later.”

“Then can’t I sleep with you later?”

“Well…”

What Bircher and I may do isn’t something very nice from a child’s point of view…

I thought for a moment and shook my head.

“No. Children should go to bed early. Look, it’s already ten o’clock. It’s time for good boys to sleep.”

“Sister is young too……”

“But I’m 5 years older than you.”

I playfully pinched the tip of Luc’s nose.

“I’ll sing you a lullaby. Let’s go to sleep now.”

I patted Luc’s body and sang along to the lullaby I knew from my previous life.

Soon Luc fell asleep.

I checked Luc several times to see if he was asleep before carefully leaving the room so that I wouldn’t wake him up.

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When Felia left the room, Lucius’ eyes fluttered open.

Lucius looked at the door where Felia had left for a long while before whispering.

“……I’m not a child.”

He pretended to fall asleep.

Because Felia would stay by his side until he fell asleep.

The later he falls asleep, the later Felia would start working.

She didn’t tell him, but he could tell that she had come to this castle for a purpose.

Lucius got out of bed and grabbed the doorknob to follow after Felia.

However, in the end, he could not open the door.

“…Even if I go now, I will only be a hindrance to sister.”

That’s why sister didn’t bring him either.

Lucius looked down at his hand.

He saw the hands of a small and delicate child.

“I want to grow up quickly.”

Whenever he saw the countess ignoring Felia, he wanted to twist her neck.

He wants to grow up and become strong.

He wants to help Felia.

He wants to be strong enough that no one can ignore her.

Lucius took his hand off the doorknob.

And instead of going back to bed, he sat down in front of the desk.

Instead of following her, he had to do what he could do now.

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The west annex was as elegant as the main building we were staying in, and the garden was neatly maintained.

However, only one room had the lights on, as though only one person was living there.

There were two knights guarding the entrance of the annex, and as I got closer, I heard a strange scream.

“Those knights are quite capable.”

Bircher whispered as he held me up.

“The youngest brother can wield the sword well. They must have been stationed there in case he escapes.”

We went back to the other side of the mansion, avoiding the knights’ eyes.

And through the window, I saw the scene inside.

The man’s left arm, visible through the loose hem of his shirt that exposed his chest, was tainted with scars which resembled a beast’s teeth.

Light grey pupils with light blue hair that goes down to his waist.

Among them all, the impression of this bad-tempered wolf-like villain resembled exactly the description written in the original story.

The chain from the wall was firmly attached to the man’s ankle, but it was quite long, so it didn’t seem to be inconvenient to survive.

He drank an entire bottle in an instant, then threw the bottle against the wall.

The bottle made a loud noise as it hit the wall, but the man opened a new bottle without even glancing at it.

“…Madam. Are you sure you want to bring him?”

“Hmm…”

In fact, if you observed what he did, he was just a mere drunkard…

Even so, he is said to have the ability to teach the male lead swordsmanship to the point that he was called the greatest……

I thought of giving up, but thinking of Luc, who would become the strongest swordsman, I couldn’t do so easily.

Right, I’ve come this far, but I was going to have to gamble.

Having made up my mind, I turned to Bircher and asked.

“…Bircher. Can you beat him?”

Still, the most important thing was my safety.

I didn’t want to be blindly hit by a fist out of nowhere.

“You can count on me.”

“Alright, if anything happens, you have to protect me first, okay?”

“I will definitely protect you, madam. If the madam gets even a scratch, won’t the people in the castle rip all of my hair and make me go bald?”

“That’s reassuring.”

I opened the window and sat down on the window frame.

And waved hello to the man inside.

“Hello, Logan? Can we talk?”

At that moment, a bottle of wine came flying as I was greeting.

Fortunately, Bircher caught it with his hand and I did not get hurt.

He was truly violent.

Can I really make this guy Luc’s swordsmanship teacher?

As a teacher, wouldn’t it be best to not only look at his teaching skills, but also his personality……

“What is it?”

The man, Logan, stood up and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

The wobbling body was clearly the state of someone drunk.

“Shh. Be quiet. What will you do if the knights come if you make a fuss?”

We climbed over the window frame and entered the room.

The broken pieces of glass shatter under my steps.

“Let’s have a conversation. I’ll be frank with you. Don’t you want to leave with us?”

Logan’s eyes flashed.

“You’re going to get me out of here?”

“Yes. But before that, there is something I must confirm.”

If his swordsmanship was useless, what’s the use of taking him?

“Bircher.”

“Yes, madam!”

Bircher pulled me back and took out two swords from his sleeves.

“Ha? What’s this? Was this what you meant by getting out?”

Logan’s face turned grim, perhaps misunderstanding our words for bringing him out of this world. 

“I’m simply holding an interview with you first. Do you have a sword?”

“Can’t you see I’m imprisoned?!”

Bircher released one of his swords and threw it to Logan.

Logan looked bewildered even after receiving the sword.

“What. What on earth are you guys planning to do with this….”

“Let’s talk about that later, right now we will conduct an interview. Bircher!”

At my call, Bircher instantly charged at Logan.

KKang!

Logan quickly blocked Bircher’s sword.

Bircher did not stop there, and swung his sword to aim Logan’s arm.

Logan then stepped back and escaped Bircher’s range, before turning around again to block Bircher’s second attack.

Sskkrrt—

The sounds of the chain being dragged mixed along with the impact of the swords clashing.

Despite being in a state where his movements were restricted, Logan did not fall back from his first position.

“Damn it! I was just drinking a while ago!”

Even after saying that, his sword was very stable.

If he was drunk, he might have not been able to control his body, but the trajectory drawn as he swung his sword was unshakable, and the edge of his sword was clean.

There was no fancy technique that caught the eye, but the sharp and clean sword skill was more beautiful than a useless technique.

I seemed to understand why the male lead described the sword skill as clean and sturdy in the original story.

It was a sword skill at a high mastery level that even I found admiring just by looking.

“Madam, isn’t this guy very talented?”

He shouted with excitement, even as he was fighting with a strong opponent.

“Of course! I’m still the greatest swordsman around!”

The two confronted each other so quickly that I couldn’t keep up with my eyes.

His skills were much better than I had vaguely expected.

“Bircher. This is enough for the interview.”

“Yes, madam!”

At my command, Bircher withdrew his sword without hesitation.

Despite the sudden disappearance of his opponent, Logan’s sword did not move further or less, it simply stopped exactly where he intended to.

The sword was completely under his control.

“Is it over already? It’s been a while since I’ve wielded a proper sword.”

Logan swung his sword in the air, as though the heat hadn’t cooled down yet.

There was a smile on his face that even he wasn’t aware of.

Then, Bircher asked, gesturing to the shackles hanging around his ankles.

“Hey……Isn’t that a mana restricting device?”

“What? Oh, you just realised.”

Logan said lightly as if it were nothing.

“Despite its looks, it’s quite long, so I can still walk around here.”

Mana restricting device?

Mana restricting devices were tools that control the magic of mana users, such as wizards and knights.

Without mana, wizards could not use magic, and knights could not use aura to increase the speed or strength of their swords.

In other words, he had only used pure physical strength to achieve such power and speed.

‘Come to think of it……’

I scanned him up and down.

The body exposed through the open collar was too fit to have lived as a cripple for three years.

His complexion was also too intricate to be viewed as an alcoholic.

“Didn’t you become a cripple after losing your beloved?”

Logan responded to me.

“What? Who said…..Damn it. It’s obvious even without looking. My sister-in-law must have said that.”

“What happened? Was it a lie that you loved the maid?”

Does that mean the information was wrong?