I Tamed the Male Lead Who Would Kill Me

Chapter 10.

I bit Susan and sat down with Carcian.

he said bitterly.

“I’ll give you one piece of stationery.”

"okay. You mean to test me?”

At the word test, Karsian's red eyes shook for a moment. He didn't expect me to ask such a straightforward question.

Karsian murmured softly.

“You shouldn’t take the test without being found out that it’s a test… … .”

But that self-talk is quite big.

No matter how young you are, you are still immature.

I suddenly felt like he really was a kitten, so I burst out laughing.

“Why not? Are you going to do what you want in order for me to pass the test?”

“… … yes."

“Isn’t that nice? You can test me every time. Then wouldn’t I follow your will every time?”

In an instant, Karsian's eyes widened. It's like, 'That's how it is!' like you do Her red eyes twinkled and her mouth, which had always been warily closed, opened slightly.

“Ahaha!”

That expression was so cute, I burst into a bright smile without even realizing it. When I laughed out loud, Karsian's expression instantly turned grim.

'Why are you laughing.' It was a look.

How can you hide your thoughts like that?

But suddenly, I felt a strange sense of incongruity.

Wait a minute, young Carcian aside, I... … Didn't you read all of Celltron's expressions as an adult?

Come to think of it, I could easily read the thoughts of not only Betty, but also the blunt knights who stood in the way of Bill, Ron, and Celltron.

Oh, there was no word in the original work that Latia was this smart... … ? No, because you didn't notice, didn't you live without knowing that I was an illegitimate child even before returning?

I tilted my head with a somewhat serious expression. Then Karsian, who was making a rough expression, asked in an anxious voice.

"what… … ? what's the matter?"

“Uh, huh?”

“Why are you suddenly serious?”

He looked at the stationery I brought and at me. 'Can I give it to you? Can I trust you?' I was hesitating.

… … uh, look at this

Even now, I could read Carcian's expression and heart very naturally and easily.

How the hell did this happen? How can I read other people's minds?

I was very suspicious, but now is the time to deal with the male lead who holds the line for my life. I came back to my senses and held out my hand to Karsian.

“Give me the stationery. I'll pass the test in style.”

Karsian still seemed unreliable to me, but he carefully handed me the letter. I received Carcian's treasure No. 1, the stationery, and put it on his lap.

I thought it would be reassuring to keep it in plain sight until he passed away.

Carcian couldn't take his eyes off the letter on my lap for a while before asking quietly.

“Grouan top liquor… … Why did you help?”

"yes? that you... … .”

I suddenly remembered the moment when our eyes met when he was standing outside the window.

As expected that day, it was right that he was watching me from the outside.

“How do you know?”

I asked without pretense, but Karsian hurriedly made an excuse.

“Ooh, I saw it by chance when I intercepted the knights. not on purpose never!"

Well, it didn't matter if I saw it on purpose. The entrance is an open place, so it won't be a problem if you get caught.

“I heard that the situation is difficult. If my little help makes things better, there's no reason not to help. And there are things I want to ask for help from the upper ranks.”

At my answer, Karsian blankly opened his mouth like someone who had been hit in the back of the head, then closed it.

"really… … You have changed.”

"yes? What?”

“No, nothing.”

Carcian thought to himself for a while, then spoke sarcastically.

"I know that?"

"yes?"

“They say people suddenly change when it’s time to die.”

he was staring at me

'If you're not a person who's about to die, how can you suddenly change like this? What are you up to? Be honest.' His innermost thoughts were clearly read from his facial expression.

Being able to accurately read people's thoughts through their facial expressions, what the hell is this mind-reading ability? It must have happened after the regression... … .

Regardless, Carcian's thoughts are true.

i will die soon

If I don't like Carcian, three years later, when his father returns, my life will disappear along with the family.

Because I know that, I have changed.

It is said that it is right that it has changed because it is time to die soon. So I answered honestly.

"yes."

“Time-limited people usually… … What?"

However, Karsian's face, who had been chattering about my answer, hardened at once.

huh? Why are you like that?

"porridge, … … .”

Karsian barely moved his lips as if in shock.

'You die? Is it Latia? Do you mean a time limit?'

Thanks to that, I realized what Carcian was misunderstanding. The mind-reading ability to read a person's thoughts just by looking at their facial expressions was both miraculous and convenient.

I was troubled.

Hmmm, should I deny that there must have been a misunderstanding?

Carcian's misunderstanding is absurd, but it's true that I'll die because of Carcian anyway.

'To die... … Latia... … .'

It was quite pitiful to see those red eyes shake mercilessly. But I decided to hide the truth from him.

Because we're going to do a sympathy operation.

Saying that I've changed now that it's time for me to die will ease Karsian's suspicions about me.

Will Carcian feel sorry for me when I say that I have changed when it is time for me to die? Then wouldn't it be a little quicker and easier to open your heart?

It seems like he's using his mind, but I'll say it again, my nose is three.

I don't want to die.

Since he was an illegitimate child, he was treated like a nerd all along, but it's even more disappointing to be told to share responsibility as a member of the family when he dies.

No matter how despicable the method, I have to survive and see. Even if that means using people's minds.

The loneliness and fear I felt on the death row made me feel this way.

Once you survive, “Actually, it was like this.” and sincerely apologize. Can't a person near death do anything?

If you explain the circumstances in which you had no choice but to use it, they will understand.

… … maybe.

I did not tell the truth to Karsian, who returned with a distraught expression.

I'm sorry, Karsian. After I survive safely, I will definitely tell you the truth.

I apologized to myself as I spread out the letter he had given me near the window.

* * *

Three days later, Celltron came.

Today I intended to inform him that I am descended from the druids. However, he didn't believe me just saying this, so he made some preparations in advance.

“Sleep, Lord. Grow this.”

"This… … Isn't it soft? That too has withered.”

Celltron looked at the soft weed with yellowed leaves with a depressed face.

bodeulbodeulcho. It is used as an ingredient in ointments that prevent wounds from getting worse.

The other day, I said that I would give Carcian some ointment, but I told Betty, 'Do you know how expensive the ointment is?!' The ointment that heard the sound.

“Ointment made from soft wax is really expensive, isn’t it?”

"yes. You have to change a lot of soft grass.”

“Furthermore, I heard that soft grass is very difficult to grow.”

Even the efficacy is not that great. However, there was no alternative, so I had no choice but to keep making ointment with soft wax. But that's only if you make it with herbs grown in our family, the Marquis of Gladellis.

in short.

“If you are a high-ranking lord, you know. In fact, it takes about three roots of soft grass to go into the ointment.”

Even if only three roots were added, the efficacy of an ointment with twenty roots was equal to that of the soft vinegar sold at the Grouan Merchants.

She tilted her head as if she didn't know what Celltron was talking about. I recommended him a book prepared in advance. This is a book that Susan has borrowed from the National Library outside her mansion.

"Druid's... … History?”

"yes. And what I asked you to bring, did you bring it?”

"Ah yes."

Celltron took out a list of past Grouan top stocks from his bag. I smiled and opened the book and list at the same time.

In the book called History of the Druid, the 'last druid's move' page, in the Gruan Merchant List, the 'Name of the First Merchant' page. And, of course, both names are the same.

“Gruan upper house is patrilineal succession, right?”

"Yes, that's right. This is a family business that the Gruan family has passed down from generation to generation. So this list is like our genealogy... … for a moment."

Celltron's eyes began to shake. The ancestor of the Gruan family is the same name as the last druid.

“There was a legend that the Gruan family's ancestors were druids, right? I learned it when I was studying about major families.”

"Ah yes. you're right. then… … no way."

Celltron muttered in disbelief.

“Hasn’t the Supreme Lord felt it already? It is said that dying plants come to life or grow even more appetizingly if you touch the hands of the Lord of the Sanghap. You don’t actually kill any plants.”

This was the reason I deliberately saved the wilted soft weed.

"I… … It's only because of the know-how passed down over a long time... … . Oh My God."

Celltron muttered in disbelief.

“Try it with this wilted soft grass.”

If Celtron really is descended from the Druids, it may be able to save this tricky herb to grow when it wilts. And that herb will have superior efficacy than the soft-headed weed that is grown in the Marquis family.

Celltron's expression changed quite a bit.

“… … yes."

With a determined face, he packed the wilted and soft weeds and went back.

“My lady, are you really a descendant of the Druids?”

"Well. You'll know when you see it.”

I handed Susan the 'History of the Druid', asking her to try again.

Susan soon got ready to go to the library.