The Tyrant Won’t Let Me Go

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 : The Tyrant Won’t Let Me Go

Translated by Niks

Edited by KBJ

“Ahhh!”

A sharp scream echoed through the room.

A blue light flashed from her hand and hit the director’s hand.

Seeing the director running around, screaming and slightly turning red, I stood up and stepped back.

“Wha-what is this? What the hell have you done to me?”

Still, a blue light sparks from both of my hands.

Caliberne said to me, who was looking down at my sparkling hands with shaking eyes.

[It’s okay. Stay still. They’ll be here soon.]

‘They?’

The door burst open before I could ask who ‘they’ Caliberne was talking about.

“You can’t go there-“

A sharp assistant teacher’s voice came behind the door.

Behind the old wooden door that would collapse if you hit it, a dark-haired boy stuck his head out.

The red eyes of the boy that was looking around the room, the boy who covered his whole body with a black cape except for his legs and toes.

His ‘red eyes’ were impressive.

It was a color that resembled the petals of camellias that bloomed in midwinter.

“What are you doing? What are you doing here?”

However, the boy did not give the director a glance.

Instead, he stared at the spark from my hand and turned to my face.

“Are you new?”

The boy still didn’t answer.

When I saw the director’s face turn red, I shouted to Caliberne in my head.

‘Help me. That kid who came like this…’

[It’s okay, he won’t be able to touch it]

‘What?’

However, unlike Caliberne’s confident words, the director approached the child with a threatening force.

Only then did the child turn his gaze to the director and opened his mouth with an expressionless face.

“That kid-“

It was clear, but there’s no fixed words in his voice.

“You tried to hurt that kid”

The director, who was huffing like an angry bull, shouted.

“Ha! You’re not afraid of being thrown away, and you’re acting arrogant!”

The expression of the child was distorted at the appearance of the director running out of anger.

‘No!’

The young eyes that sensed danger were wet.

At the very moment when I was about to run towards the child, I heard the voice of a man in great anger.

“What are you doing right now?”

A strong young man intercepted the director and asked.

“Who-Who are you? You, what are you doing here…?”

“I came under the orders of the Emperor. I think you’re the one who’s just messing with me.”

The man’s temple was prominently protruding.

That’s all?

The angry muscles of his whole body were making their own assertions so that it was difficult to cover even with his clothes.

“Wow…His Majesty the Emperor? That’s ridiculous-“

“Paul.”

As if the director’s words were barking at a passing dog, the man who was ignoring listened to the child’s voice pulling on the hem of his clothes.

“That woman. She’s been harassing that kid.”

The child’s slender fingers pointed at me.

The man who moved his eyes toward me, with my hand still splashing with sparks, muttered blankly.

“That magic…!”

The man’s brown eyes, which had grown suddenly, returned to their original size.

The man who regained his composure said in a cool voice.

“Drag her.”

“What?!”

Two chiefs protruding behind the man’s back grabbed the director’s arm one by one.

“What’s this?! Let go! Let go of me!”

A man named Paul spoke in a low-pitched voice at the struggling director.

“What? You’re not afraid of being thrown away, and you’re acting arrogant?”

The man made a mockery with one eyebrow raised.

“Did you think you’d still have your neck intact when you said that to His Majesty the Crown Prince?”

My heart sank when I heard those words.

“The Crown Prince?”

Only two of the immediate royal family with dark hair and red eyes appear in the original.

“What…?

The director, whose face became pale, looked at the child with a face that couldn’t believe what was happening.

“His Majesty wouldn’t be pleased for someone like you to touch a nobleman’s body recklessly, a person sought by the Imperial family.”

The eyes of the man who said the words were clearly directed at me.

“You’ll really like it. The order to be hanged or beheaded.”

The man’s face was covered with cold anger.

“What? No- no, no!”

Finally, the man spoke in a cold voice at the director.

“Lebrina Thawin. Arrested for contempt against his Majesty Prince Cedric Deamant.”

Hearing his words, the director cried out with a red face, with a blood spot around his neck in tears.

“No! Please, just give me a chance! I didn’t realize that it was his Majesty!”

But no one listened to her.

She left being dragged and the man came up to me and said.

“The Emperor has ordered that you to be brought to the Palace.”

I listened to his voice blankly.

But my head was filled with the name of ‘Cedric Deamant.’

Cedric Deamant.

It was the name of the tyrant who started a bloody war aiming for the heroine who absorbed Caliberne in the original.

“Excuse me.

As I looked up, a pair of clear camellia eyes were facing me.

The same color as human blood.

However, the color seemed to be closer to the color of the petals, not the blood, because it was spotless.

“Come with me.”

The future tyrant spoke in a clear, unshakable voice.

* * *

The men who had come under the command of the Emperor took me to the Imperial Palace and made me meet the Emperor out of nowhere.

I thought I shouldn’t go as I should never get involved with the future tyrant, but there was nothing I could do about it because it was the Emperor’s order.

It seemed that the Emperor’s soldiers, who boasted slender muscles with an atmosphere of ‘If you don’t do what I say, I’ll crumple you up’, like they would handle anything without knowing whether it was a rat or a bird.

Those who could absorb ‘Caliberne’ would have excellent sword skills, but I didn’t have a sword even now.

Without a sword, I couldn’t use the strong abilities enough to protect myself.

The Crown Prince even reached out his hand to me to go with him, so I had no choice.

Eventually, I got on the carriage to the Imperial Palace.

And here I was going through the biggest crisis of my life.

“Hold it.”

Said the man who had black hair like ebony and tied it in a single strand.

Red eyes, which seemed to be stained with blood scattering from the battlefield, glowed coolly.

He was worthy of the name called the Emperor of the Empire.

“Your Majesty, however…”

“Was there any problem?”

The red eyes flashed.

The man told him something was wrong. He looked as if he was about to be thrown into a dungeon.

Not only that, but the three servants with harsh impressions next to the Emperor are also looking down at me, which was quite burdensome.

“Well, I don’t think so, but…

‘To hold hands with someone you see for the first time today.’

Yes. That’s right.

It was Cedric’s hand I was holding, which I didn’t want to get involved with.

“I…”

The dark-haired boy, standing still, hesitated to reach out his hand.

The officials stared at the scene, and eventually joined hands with their stinging gaze.

The hands that hadn’t grown yet were soft because they didn’t have calluses.

It was still bigger than my hand though.

‘What are you doing?’

It was funny that we were awkward because it was our first time seeing each other, so we turned our heads in the opposite direction and held our hands tightly.

What’s this, I’m not an elementary school student who was punished for reconciling for fighting and holding hands with each other for an hour.

“Your Majesty.”

One of the servants who had been still until then opened his mouth.

“The sword of the Crown Prince’s was shining.”

Like that, red light was emanating from the sword in the boy’s left hand.

Seeing it, the Emperor swung his hand and said.

“Yes, it’s working. I’m done checking.”

And with both hands clasped, he opened his mouth with a low voice.

“Did you say your name was Ciel? I hope you could teach the Crown Prince how to control the magic in the future.”

“What?”

“And I want you to hold hands regularly after class.”

Wait, what did I just hear?