The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 135



Only Ran(o)vel dot com

If we do this, the trial results cannot be overturned. This would be tantamount to going against God’s will.

‘When did those little rats prepare for something like this?!’

My blood pressure soared and my spine tightened at the thought of having been properly hit.

If we back down like this, Diat will definitely counterattack, so we had to do something about it right now.

To divert people’s attention from the heresy trial to something else.

As Howard was desperately racking his brain, he came into sight of Deborah, who was lying there helplessly.

For a moment his eyes flashed.

Boom! Howard shouted, deliberately knocking over a chair to get attention.

“How can I explain that Princess Diat tried to kill my daughter, let alone the heresy?”

The intention was to divert attention from the heresy trial to the attempted murder of Johanna.

Shailene frowned at the obvious and unscrupulous trick. But anyway, as he made a fuss, people started looking in his direction one by one.

“If you think about it, shouldn’t we try that first?”

Howard raised his voice and pointed at Deborah with his face flushed red.

“That wicked and evil princess tried to murder my kind and gentle daughter! Even the Duke of Diat tried to cover it up!”

“We never did that! Deborah wouldn’t do something like that!”

Dane covered Deborah’s ears with a stern face, and Bartholomew retorted angrily.

“Huh, I guess that’s why you’re so protective of us because we’re family. Do you think you would have said the same thing if the situation had been the opposite?!”

Howard rolled his eyes, crossing his arms and snorting. There were people who turned completely toward me, and there were people who turned their heads awkwardly while praying.

After confirming that he had attracted everyone’s attention as he had intended, he bowed to the Emperor.

“Your Majesty, please hold off on officially announcing the results of the heresy trial, and reveal their crimes first for the sake of my poor daughter.”

The Emperor’s eyes narrowed. He was contemplating whether to cut off Duke Calciad here or raise his hand a little more.

‘Hmm, it’s still a bit of a waste.’

There was no other high-ranking nobleman as easy to manipulate as Howard. Even as a duke, his utility was incomparable to that of others.

The emperor, who had been thinking about the vested interests involved, made a decision.

“good night.”

Once again, I decided to take Howard’s side.

At those words, Shailene’s face hardened, while Howard’s complexion brightened.

The Empress and Linus also flinched and looked at the Emperor, but he unilaterally raised his hand and opened his mouth.

“Based on today’s trial, we will reinvestigate the Diat family and Count Charophé, but prioritize the attempted murder of Princess Calciard―.”

“for a moment-.”

It was at this point that Shailene brought up the story of Emma, ​​revealing Calciard’s dark intentions and trying to dissuade the Emperor.

bang!

Their conversation was cut off simultaneously when someone roughly opened the courtroom door.

“Please wait.”

Shailene’s eyes widened as she saw the man striding inside, making a polite request.

‘knife……?!’

No, why are you here?

Shailene was at a loss at the surprise appearance of the servant who had been worried about her safety.

The Duke of Diat’s family also looked at him with bewildered faces.

A sword, dressed in a particularly neat manner unlike usual, quickly approached the audience as it crossed the audience.

‘What should I do? Should I yell at them to get out? But if I do that, they’ll grab me with a knife… ‘

Shailene, who had been fidgeting, turned her head absentmindedly and then stopped.

Howard’s complexion was so pale that it looked almost pale.

As if I had seen something I should never have seen.

‘What’s wrong with that? If someone saw it, they’d think it was a dead person who had dug up a grave.’

As the knife came closer and closer, Howard’s lips trembled even more.

The knife passed Shailene without even giving her a glance, brushing her pinky finger as it passed.

Finally, Karl arrived in front of the emperor and knelt on one knee.

“I apologize for suddenly interrupting the courtroom. I had something urgent to tell you, so I apologize for my rudeness.”

“Who are you? What do you have to say?”

The emperor asked, not hiding his discomfort.

On the one hand, the gaze that examined Karl’s face was quite persistent. It was as if he was tracing some trace.

Carl raised his head slightly and spoke in a calm voice.

“The new Duke of Calciad greets Your Majesty.”

“… … !”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * Baca Novel Korean * *
* * * Noblemtl dot com * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The ripple effect that this brief self-introduction created was enormous.

Howard’s body stiffened, and even the imperial family could not hide their expressions of shock.

“Did I mishear that just now? You said a new duke, right?”

“No, how can the Duke of Calciad be here right now…?”

“Who on earth is that guy? He seems familiar.”

There was a great commotion in the courtroom.

Only Raviello looked at the sword with a calm face, as if he had foreseen this situation.

Carl, who had thrown everyone else into confusion, calmly continued with his prepared speech.

“As the head of the household, I hereby withdraw all lawsuits and accusations brought by the Duke of Calciard against the Duke of Diat.”

He paused for half a beat as if telling me to listen carefully before opening his mouth again.

“We will also resolve the attempted murder of Johanna Calciard within our own family.”

If that happens, all the nooses that were binding the Duke of Diat and Shailene will fall off.

Shailene looked at the knife with puzzled eyes, more confused than happy.

The Duke of Calciard? Carl?

I felt like demanding an explanation of what had happened right away.

On the other side, Howard was glaring at Carl as if he was going to kill him. Feeling despair at the fact that the scene he had always feared and been wary of had finally come true.

“No, what the heck is this… …. Duke of Calciard, you explain.”

“… … .”

“Who is the author who calls himself the Duke of Calciad?”

As things took a completely unexpected turn, the emperor made a demand as if he was frustrated.

While Howard hesitated, unable to open his mouth, Carl snatched the question away from him.

“My name is Kaylan Calciard.”

My real name, which I had lost for the past year, came out quite smoothly.

Howard shut his eyes tightly as if he didn’t want to hear it, but Carl didn’t stop talking.

“He is the nephew of the current Duke of Calciad and the child of the previous Duke and Duchess.”

Confucius, who suffered from madness after the death of his parents and was locked up until his death in a fire.

It was only then that I remembered a story I had once heard from Dane and Deborah.

A storm of memories came rushing through Shailene’s head.

The suspicious points that had been occasionally seen on Karl over the years began to fit together like a puzzle.

The lower class, who seemed as natural as a high-ranking nobleman, who seemed accustomed to the rules and etiquette of the social world, and whose access to information was strongly restricted, as if they held some great secret…

“This bracelet and sword are proof that I am Calciard.”

He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his bracelets, and took out the sword from his waistband, revealing the pattern engraved on it.

The falcon symbol that symbolizes the Duke of Calciard.

‘… … It wasn’t an eagle, it was a hawk.’

As Shailene realized her mistake, Carl took the bracelet off her wrist.

Then his eyes, which were as black as his hair, turned red.

Just like the Howards.

Carl, who had completely regained his original form, turned his lips slanted and faced Howard.

“It’s been a long time, Uncle. I trust you won’t pretend not to know my nephew.”

“How could you… … .”

Are you alive?

Howard forced a smile, trying hard to suppress the question that was rising to the tip of his tongue.

He slowly approached the sword, his arms spread open in an exaggerated manner.

“Yes, Kylan! I’m so glad to see you back alive, even though I thought you were dead!”

Cold, cold eyes and the corners of the mouth twisted and trembling in a strange way.

Carl leisurely stared at his uncle’s face as he rose to the point of explosion.

“But nephew, who is saying that you are the new Duke of Calciad now?”

Howard grabbed his shoulder and spoke in a low voice.

Strength entered his fingertips and his eyes sparkled brightly.

“I’m alive with my eyes wide open… …!”

At that secret threat, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Carl’s mouth.

“My uncle is alive, and I am alive, so isn’t it only right for me to inherit the ducal family?”

“Don’t be ridiculous! You can never do that without my consent!”

“I got your consent a long time ago.”

Carl leisurely put his hand into his bosom. Howard watched him do so without blinking.

Then, his face hardened as he looked at the paper that Karl had pulled out.

Read Novel Ran(o)vel com

<!–

–>