The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 138



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Then, Carl stared at me intently and let out an absurd laugh.

“What, you’re not going to say that the owner has lost his memory this time?”

That’s not it, but… … .

I couldn’t open my mouth easily because my lower lip was curled.

A few strands of black hair flow down over his tall forehead, and beneath them are graceful and straight facial features.

A long, richly embroidered uniform with a red cloak draped over one shoulder, with a red falcon design embroidered on it.

Seeing the sword adorned like other nobles, I felt like I had met a complete stranger.

‘Looking at it this way, I can feel how handsome he is even more… … .’

Her beauty, which had shone even when surrounded by giants, was dazzling when fully adorned.

I felt heat rising towards my face, so I fanned myself with my hand and avoided eye contact. Why is it so hot when it’s not even midsummer?

“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?”

The sword that had been watching me closely approached me with brisk strides and tilted its head.

I stepped back in shock at the heinous act of bending down and looking at me with a glossy face.

“No?! Hey. I’m fine! Hey.”

“What is that strange honorific?”

“… … Since you are the Duke, I think I should be respectful to you from now on… … .”

“When I was a servant, did I ever speak politely to my master? Just be comfortable.”

Yeah, Carl spoke informally to me too.

Although the man in front of me looked like Duke Kylan Calciard and not Karl, and I felt a great sense of distance between us, I forced myself to nod.

We sat across from each other on the sofa and just sipped tea for a while. Then Carl broke the silence first.

“I think you have a lot to ask me. Just ask without worrying about what others think.”

“… … You were deceiving me from the beginning?”

“uh.”

As expected, losing my memories was a lie.

I felt betrayed, but I also had many things I hid, so my feelings were ambiguous.

Carl, who had been staring blankly at me, slowly began to tell his story.

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Ten years ago, the Duke of Calciard consisted of three families.

Duke Henry Calciard, Duchess Catherine Calciard, and their only child, Prince Kaylan Calciard.

It was a truly harmonious and happy family.

Henry and Catherine were loving but strict parents, and Kyleon was a dignified and good son.

It seemed like peaceful and happy days would continue forever, but that wasn’t the case.

One day, Catherine asked,

“Kailan, shall we go out and play? How about going to the beach?”

“That’s so great, Mom! Are you and Dad going together?”

“Of course. Let’s have fun together, all three of us.”

Young Kaylan nodded innocently. It was strange that his mother’s face looked particularly tired and pale.

The nine-year-old boy couldn’t dig into it. His parents had serious conversations in their room every night, and they had become very busy.

It was an age where I knew but didn’t know.

But the day I left for a vacation spot, holding my parents’ hands brightly.

“Whoa!”

“Carl, no!”

“honey!”

Kylen’s life is turned upside down when his carriage skids on a wet road and overturns.

When he opened his eyes after losing consciousness in his parents’ arms, Howard Dempsey was by his side.

“Oh my god, Kylan! You finally opened your eyes!”

“… …Uncle?”

My uncle, who wasn’t on good terms with my father, would only see me once or twice a year.

“Yes, it is I. Your only uncle. My poor nephew.”

“… … Where are my mom and dad?”

Even though his whole body ached and hurt, Kyleran looked for his parents first.

Then the attending physician standing behind Howard looked at him and said.

“Your Majesty, after the Prince has recovered his health… … .”

“Use it!”

Howard gave him a warning look, then took Kylen’s hand with a pitiful expression.

“Kailan, don’t be surprised and listen. Your parents died in a carriage accident.”

It was shocking news for a child who was not feeling well to hear.

“Mom, that’s ridiculous. You’re lying, right? You’re lying…! Mom! Dad!”

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Kylan cried out in desperate denial before fainting.

He wished it was all a dream, that his parents would come in right away and comfort him.

When he came to his senses the second time, Kylan was still alone. He never saw his parents again.

“Oh, Kylan. It’s okay. From now on, we will be your family.”

At first, Howard acted as a caring uncle, taking care of Kyleon who was left alone.

Young Kaylan naively trusted him and opened his heart.

“Leave everything to me and just relax.”

As Howard said, I left everything to him. A nine-year-old boy is neither as cunning nor as sly as an adult.

But gradually, Kylan began to feel something strange.

“Why do I have to live in the annex? My own room?”

“Shh, Kyleon. You’re very sick right now. You need to receive intensive treatment without any interruption.”

“I’m not sick, uncle. I’m fine.”

“stop!”

Howard finally received the documents from Kylan temporarily entrusting him with the title and family line, and from that day on, he changed.

He pushed Kylan forward with a frighteningly serious expression on his face.

“Stop talking back. From now on, I am the owner of this mansion and the dukedom. Not Howard Dempsey, but Howard Calciard!”

He deliberately kept Kaylan locked up and raised him. He knew that once the child grew up properly, he would have to hand over the title.

He spread false rumors outside that his nephew had become insane due to shock, and took control of the Calciard family.

Living freely under loving parents, Kylan was unable to overcome his frustration and attempted to escape several times.

But Howard failed every time because of the knights he had placed in front of the annex.

“I’m sorry, your highness, but you cannot go outside.”

“why?”

“Your Majesty, it is your order. I have instructed you to bring your young master safely to the annex.”

“Don’t make me laugh, I want to go outside! The Duke’s family was originally my parents’ and my family’s!”

In response to Kaylan’s protest, the knight openly ridiculed him.

“That is now the past. There is no longer a place for you in Calciad.”

Howard was a knight brought in from the Dempsey Counts. He drove out the existing duke knights and filled their places with his own men.

Completely isolated in the annex, Kaylan began to be abused by maids secretly assigned by Howard.

They would pick on trivial things and not give them food, or beat them with sticks under the pretext of education.

There was not a single person who tried to stop him or protect him.

It was either an onlooker or an accomplice.

When I couldn’t count the number of times I collapsed from hunger and pain, August Dawson came to visit.

“Your Majesty, are you okay?”

“… … Gus.”

“Yes, I will.”

He was originally a knight belonging to the Duke of Calciard. He was of semi-noble birth and had no special title.

He was also a close friend of the Duke and Duchess, having been one of Kaylan’s escorts when the Duke and Duchess were alive.

“Howard Dempsey, that weakling tricked you! He was planning to steal Calciad!”

August, who had been nursing Kaylan with all his heart, exploded with anger.

He said, holding the boy who had become so thin and gaunt that he could not be recognized after half a year.

“Your Majesty, I will help you. Let’s reclaim Calciad together!”

“Thank you, Gus… … really.”

Kylen was impressed by his loyalty, perhaps even more so because it was the first time he had met someone who took his side after his parents’ death.

Determined to reclaim his family with August, Kaylan persevered and endured no matter how harsh the training he imposed on him.

“Please bear with us for a moment. When you become an adult, we will reclaim the Duke’s house.”

“Okay, I trust you, Gus.”

“Yes, I will try my best to never betray your trust.”

So, he spent nine years locked up in the annex, trusting only in August.

He had a fit of madness and beat and killed his servants.

While he was criticized on the outside for something he didn’t do, he gritted his teeth and sharpened his sword of revenge on the inside.

The year he finally became an adult.

“It’s time, Gus.”

“Yes, my lord. I will prepare to reclaim the family.”

But on the day of the final battle, a fire suddenly broke out in the annex.

Kylan, who had been waiting for his followers to gather, quickly escaped from the mansion with August.

By the time I realized this was the worst choice, it was too late.

Phew.

The traitor’s blade painfully pierced my skin.

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