The Blond Male Lead is Too Much - Chapter 142



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“… … !”

Shailene froze at the shocking confession. The hand holding her collar trembled slightly.

The carriage accident that ruined young Kaylan’s life and the Duke of Calciard’s family was not an accident, but was intentional.

“Gasp, gasp… … .”

Howard, who had finally lost the power of the confession, gasped for breath as if he was exhausted.

A confused mix of despair and resignation appeared in his eyes.

“You killed him? Why? No way… … .”

“I was the one who was more suited to Calciad! But my parents gave everything to me just because I was the eldest son! They only left me with the title of Earl… …!”

He cried out in anger, his eyes reddening for a combination of reasons.

“That’s why I deliberately caused a carriage accident and killed him! Damn it, that bastard Kaylan should have died too! Why did he have to be the only one to survive… …!”

Crack!

Shailene’s hand struck Howard’s cheek sharply, her blue eyes burning fiercely like blue flames.

“You destroyed a family because of that greed?!”

“Ha, it can’t be just because of that.”

Howard responded with a laugh.

“It was your fault from the beginning. Why did you come forward to uncover the true nature of the heresy…?”

Heresy? Shaylin frowned in confusion at the unexpected mention of the word.

Howard continued, laughing like a madman.

“You managed to get your hands on the list of heretics. You’ve increased the number of enemies who want to kill you. I just took the opportunity that was given to me!”

He poured out a protest full of self-justification, with such force that the veins in his neck stood out.

“He said that if I just retrieved the list of heretics, I could have Calciad!”

“What are you talking about? You… …were in league with the heretics?”

“Yes! I joined your hand 19 years ago when I vowed to make this family mine. But do you think I’m the only one?”

Howard’s gaze pierced through Shailene’s eyes.

“The priest Raviello who helped you is also a heretic!”

“what……?”

Shailene’s face turned red with confusion. She had no idea that Raviel’s name would come up here.

‘Raviello is a heretic… …?’

That’s ridiculous. How could a young and promising minister, who is considered the next minister, believe in the devil?

At that moment, the black magic power that Raviello had used came to her mind.

Holy power imbued with the power of the devil.

If the reason they have that power is because they are actually heretics… … .

Shailene, creeped out by the feeling of the puzzle coming together, grabbed Howard by the collar and shook him.

“Where is the heretic list now?”

“Nobody knows! It seems like my brother got it and then got Kailan, so he hid it away for safety and then lost it.”

Howard was muttering. Thanks to that, the people on the heretic list were not leaked, but the problem was that they still hadn’t been recovered.

“Like an idiot, he didn’t even know where the list was, so he couldn’t do anything and ended up getting eliminated by the heresy and me!”

“her…….”

“Ugh, so I’m going to drive you guys away like you have Diat and get rid of you… … Ugh!”

Cool, a handful of fresh red blood spurted out from Howard’s lips.

I bit my tongue to keep myself from saying something.

“Mandy, doctor! Get the doctor!”

“Yes, yes, miss!”

Shailene frowned as she urgently put the handkerchief back into Howard’s mouth to stop the bleeding.

She whispered, holding his head down to stop the blood from flowing back out.

“You can’t die yet. You have to pay the price for your sins.”

Now that I know the terrible truth, I can never let things go this way.

His tightly clenched small fists turned white and trembled.

* * *

Fortunately, Howard Dempsey’s life was not in danger after his tongue was bitten.

He still had more questions to ask, but his tongue was cut off and he could no longer speak properly.

What greeted me as I walked out after the forced interrogation was a knife.

“Did you do well?”

He was standing at the entrance to the annex, and he strode over to me and stood in front of me. He narrowed his eyes and looked at me carefully before asking.

“Why are you looking like that? Didn’t you get the answer you wanted?”

“……knife.”

When I saw that face that didn’t know anything and was just worried about me, I felt like crying.

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Carl’s face distorted as he saw my eyes turning red.

“Howard Dempsey, what did that son of a bitch say to you? I’m going to… …!”

I hugged him tightly. It was a hug because of the difference in our physical sizes.

Karl froze for a moment, taken aback by the sudden hug, and then hesitantly placed his hand on my back.

Pat, pat.

A large hand awkwardly patted my back as if comforting me. I buried my face in his broad shoulder and mumbled.

“I have something to tell you, but I’m afraid to say it because I feel like it will hurt you… … .”

Because the weight of death is completely different between your parents dying in an accident and being murdered.

I was afraid that if I spoke carelessly, the sword would not be able to handle it and would collapse.

Because I don’t want to break his heart with my own hands.

“Look at me.”

The knife carefully cupped my cheek and lifted my face.

I saw him smiling gently through his eyes, his vision blurry due to the tears welling up in his eyes.

“Shailene, do you think I’d hurt you for no reason?”

“……no.”

“You are that kind of person to me too. No matter how much you get hurt, I won’t blame you or hate you, so talk to me comfortably.”

“Hmph, you became a duke, so why did you suddenly become so mature… … .”

He sniffled and wiped his face with his sleeve. Phew, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and slowly opened his mouth.

“Your parents didn’t actually die in a carriage accident.”

“……then?”

His red eyes shook greatly as if he had heard something unexpected. I held onto his arm tightly and said.

“Howard Dempsey faked his death as an accident and killed him. He confessed to it.”

The truth that was told with difficulty made the sword freeze for a moment. My whole body stiffened and I couldn’t move.

Soon he slowly collapsed.

At first there was confusion, then anger, then sadness, and then… … .

“Ha… … haha, ha.”

The corners of his lips twitched as he smiled helplessly, his hand on his forehead.

I could see the sharp guilt eating away at the knife in my eyes.

“I didn’t even know that until now… … .”

He shouted, yanking his collar off before he fell deeper into the swamp.

“It’s not your fault!”

Surviving alone, and living without knowing the enemy of my parents.

“You did nothing wrong. Your parents just wanted you to be happy… … .”

Even without taking revenge, it is clear that he only wished for Karl to live happily.

I couldn’t hold back my sadness and shed tears. I didn’t really want to cry, but I was oblivious.

Carl, who was suddenly bent over and faced me crying right in front of him, blinked his eyes quickly as if he was flustered.

“Why, why are you crying? Don’t cry.”

He fidgeted and carefully rubbed the area under my eyes with his fingers.

I cried even more because I felt so ashamed of myself for doing the opposite in a situation where I should have been comforting the crying sword.

“Sigh, I’m sorry, sigh. I should have given you time to prepare yourself mentally, and, sigh, I should have told you. Sob, I shouldn’t have been crying like this… .”

But strangely enough, I had a feeling that even if I gave him a chance to cry, Carl wouldn’t cry.

Because I was similar. Because I know that it’s easier to endure and endure a huge wound than to cry.

I held onto his sleeve tightly.

“I can’t help but cry because I think you’re in so much pain.”

The trembling knife gently grabbed my hand, which was roughly rubbing my eyes.

“It’s okay, idiot.”

He smiled faintly.

“You said I did nothing wrong. Then you did nothing wrong either.”

Carl spoke in a low voice, stroking my head affectionately.

“If it weren’t for you, I would have thought my parents had died in an accident my entire life. Instead of seeking revenge, I would have been an idiot and let my uncle go so easily.”

“… … .”

“So I appreciate you, Shailene. You don’t have to be sorry.”

I started to nod, but then stopped. There was still something I had left to say.

First, I moved to the main building of the duke’s residence and explained in more detail what I had heard from Howard Dempsey.

Carl listened silently, occasionally sighing or washing his face dry.

After I had finished my story with difficulty, I opened my mouth carefully.

“I have a favor to ask.”

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