I Became the Vassal the The Tyrannical Is Obsessed With - I Became the Vassal the The Tyrannical Is Obsessed With chapter 165

Episode 165 Baskets are not allowed!

Episode 165 Baskets are not allowed!

Right after Luke passed away.

Cecilia stared at her empty bowl with her blank eyes.

“… ….”

She felt her own cheek just in case. A slight heat was felt at the tips of her fingers.

She thought that her face would probably be very flushed now.

“Well, it’s a change of heart that I didn’t even know… ….”

The murmur was directed at herself.

She carefully laid down on the table. Then the spoon neatly placed on the tray came into view.

In fact, when she made the kava soup, she had no intention of spoon-feeding it to Luke. All I wanted to do was watch Luke enjoy the soup.

But the moment she sat down with Luke, a memory came to her mind.

That’s right, she was talking about Luke holding her hand when she was sick a few months ago.

‘Why did I suddenly think of that?’

She couldn’t figure out the reason herself.

However, in connection with her memories from that time, she naturally recalled her memories from her own childhood.

When her father was still alive, he often fed her food. Although he had received and eaten it, he had never spoon-fed it to anyone.

So she wanted to give Luke a try.

Because she didn’t even have eyes to see.

“… ….”

It was a very embarrassing sight.

When she remembered the expression Luke had made on her face, she couldn’t help but chuckle.

“It was subtly cute… ….”

The way she opened her mouth and ate the soup really reminded me of a baby bird. She

Of course she usually didn’t think like that. Because Luke was taller and bigger than me.

But at that moment, she really felt that way.

She didn’t even know it.

‘And…… ‘She was a lot more embarrassed than I thought.’

She raised her upper body again.

For some reason, her heart was beating fast.

She was fine when she fed Luke…….

Why is my heart acting like this now?

She carefully placed her hand on her chest. Then I could fully feel her heartbeat through her palm.

‘Will I get a chance to do this again?’

She asked herself, but she couldn’t come up with an answer.

But Cecilia was sure of one thing.

If she got another chance to feed Luke her food, she wouldn’t miss it.

* * *

Immediately after leaving Cecilia’s room, I headed to the kitchen on the first floor.

I enjoyed the soup so much that I decided to drink water for a final sip.

There was a kettle of cool water in the kitchen, and I poured the water into a cup and drank it down.

When I put the cup down again, I noticed Hans approaching from the other side.

“Oh, are you here for a drink?”

“Hyung too?”

“Yes.”

I took a step back to the kettle. Unlike what I did, my brother picked up the kettle and poured water into his mouth.

There are no other hippopotamuses that just drink water.

My brother put down the kettle and jerked his head towards me.

“Why are you doing that?”

“Ah. I want to ask you something.”

“What is that?”

I told my brother part of the conversation we had at the training ground yesterday.

“Brother. You declared to me yesterday. “I will confess it to one of her maids.”

“Ah! That was it.”

Then his older brother suddenly hit his forehead with his palm.

I didn’t think much of it because I’ve seen him overdo it like this countless times.

“I am still at the stage of contemplation.”

“I see.”

“Okay. All three of them are beautiful people. “We need to be more careful so that the results of this choice do not leave us with regret.”

If you just listen to what they say, there are really no philosophers.

That…… A sh*t philosopher drunk with strange delusions.

“I don’t think I will.”

“!”

Looking at the reaction, I guess I hit the nail on the head.

“That’s not true! Since you are born as a man, you must keep what you say. “Don’t they say that if you pull out a sword, you have to cut up a horse?”

“It’s not words, it’s nothing.”

This person is talking about big trouble.

“Anyway, that’s it. It just needs to make sense.”

I shook my head and went back up to the room. After all, dealing with my older brother is quite tiring.

As I was going up the stairs, I naturally remembered Cecilia feeding me her soup a little while ago.

‘Sometimes he acts unexpectedly…’ ….’

To be honest, it wasn’t good for the heart.

How could an emperor do such a thing to a mere secretary?

It’s like between lovers…….

After thinking that far, I shook my head violently in surprise.

Such a blasphemous bastard must be kicked out immediately!

“aaa.”

But that wasn’t enough, so I banged my forehead against the wall.

“Mr. Luke?”

I stopped what I was doing and turned my head slowly at the familiar voice I heard next to me. Mulia, who was standing in the hallway on the second floor, was giving a puzzled look.

“… ….”

“… ….”

Where is the rat hole…….

But there was nowhere to hide. Now that it’s like this, I have no choice but to get around it somehow!

“I was working out, working out! This will strengthen your neck muscles.”

“Ah…… Yes.”

Mulia still had an awkward expression on her face.

…… Well, I think it’s a really strange excuse.

I quickly changed the subject.

“Where are you going?”

“I just want to walk for a while.”

“Aha.”

Then silence again.

I climbed her stairs and stood in front of her. Mullia raised her head and met her gaze.

“Don’t go too far. Unlike Delerson, there are very few street lights here.”

“Yes.”

After confirming that she nodded, I started to head back to the room.

“Mr. Luke.”

I turned around and looked at her.

Is there anything else to say?

I waited just in case, but she didn’t say anything. As if just looking at me was the reason he called me.

“Lady Mulia?”

“No… ….”

She shook her head slowly. As I watched that scene, a question suddenly occurred to me.

Because Mulia had a sad look in her eyes.

Did something happen?

But I didn’t feel like it for no reason, so it didn’t seem polite to ask.

“I hope you have a good night, Lady Mulia.”

“Yes, Luke, have a good night too.”

We said good night and went our separate ways.

* * *

Mulia walked down her hallway for a moment and then went into her own room. She let out a soft sigh and immediately sat down on the bed.

She stared at her door with blank eyes and then dropped her gaze to her knees.

Then she recalled the situation when she encountered Luke a little while ago.

‘Why on earth was Mr. Luke doing that?’

Was he so full of anguish that he banged his forehead against the wall?

But as she watched over the past few days, she didn’t see anything like that.

It was a story when she limited the scope to what she saw and heard…….

She thought that Cecilia and Flora had recently found out something about Luke.

When she saw Flora talking to Luke alone on Nedville Hill this afternoon, she was convinced of that idea.

And the problem occurred here.

It was possible for Cecilia or Luke not to tell us about it. But she didn’t even say a word to Flora.

‘But it’s also okay to ask first…’ ….’

The reason Mulia left her room late at night was to relieve some of her tightness. Then, by chance, she found Luke.

I have to ask Mr. Luke.

But contrary to her intention, her lips did not part.

In the end, all she had to say was a few very ordinary conversations with Luke.

“Why on earth am I like this…? ….”

Why do I always hesitate at important moments? ….

Mulia hated her passive nature at times like these.

If you had even hinted at Luke……. If he had, he might have told him too.

‘Will I get another chance?’

After thinking that far, she shook her head once.

If you just wait for an opportunity, you will never find out.

Since coming to Baron Nedville’s residence, she has rarely had a chance to be alone with Luke.

Cecilia was in a position where she could comfortably be alone with Luke.

Flora was able to seduce Luke as naturally as breathing.

So what should she do?

Mulia already knew the answer. It’s just that she hasn’t been able to put it into action all this time.

“You have to have courage.”

There is no need to be as proactive as Flora.

All she had to do was be a little more active than she is now.

Her remaining vacation period is three weeks.

But to get back from here to del Lezon, she had to travel in her carriage for nearly two weeks. So in reality, there were only 6 days left.

In it, Mulia had to create time alone with Luke.

‘You only need to do it once.’

I have to create that one opportunity with my own hands.

Perhaps Luke would grant her request, she thought. Because Luke has a kinder personality than he looks.

“I won’t fall behind anymore.”

She muttered under her breath to get her mind together.