Guiding the Male Lead out of His Trauma - Chapter 4.2
Well, I’d probably just be subjected to some formal questioning and an investigation.
But this matter will definitely be reported to the higher authorities, and before long, the royal family itself will crush the Count’s household and protect the two of us. So I wish Hyacine wouldn’t worry about me.
Whether he understood my feelings or not, Hyacine, consumed by anger, began causing a commotion, trying to pull the custodians away from me.
Watching his fierce behavior, I muttered again,
“No, seriously, just calm down…”
I wanted to say something more, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. The heat from the bracelet grew hotter and hotter, and suddenly my vision went dizzy.
At the same time, my consciousness abruptly cut out.
‘…He’s not heading down the path of corruption already, is he?’
I caught a glimpse of Hyacine kicking away a custodian and running toward me.
* * *
Even if it seemed like I was acting recklessly without a thought, I actually had a plan for everything.
If Hyacine was going to awaken as an S-Class Transcendent anyway, then I’d rather let him learn to use that immense power as a means to protect himself before he awakened.
…But then.
“Hello?”
“Um, hello.”
As soon as I opened my eyes, there was a ridiculously handsome man sitting in front of me, just waiting for me to wake up.
‘He looks like a big, golden retriever…’
Maybe it was the gentle impression he gave, or the way his curly, light honey-blonde hair suited his mature face so well, but he was a striking figure.
Strangely, he wore an earring on only one ear. The blue gem made his amber eyes stand out even more, though it didn’t seem to be just a simple ornament.
“I came because I received a report of unauthorized mana use and an anomalous reaction, but why was there no mention that the suspect was such a beauty?”
What kind of nonsense is this? Annoyed, I instinctively tried to edge away from this unknown man.
But with control stones surrounding the room, my hands cuffed, and even an additional anklet on one leg, I was completely immobilized, as if drugged. This must be a special solitary cell for Awakened ones.
“And who are you to be hitting on me right off the bat? I just spent the last while being bored by someone else’s lousy pick-up lines.”
When I questioned him with obvious displeasure, he laughed.
“Ah, I’m this country’s prince. You can call me Isadore. My elder brother is the Crown Prince, perhaps you’ve heard of him?”
He added, almost casually,
“For your information, if there’s an unexpected accident and my brother dies or becomes incapable of succession, I’m next in line for the throne.”
Ah, I see.
“It’s an honor to meet you, Your Highness. That was quite a witty introduction just now.”
The response popped out automatically at his not-so-jokingly brutal explanation.
“Pfft…”
“Seems my sense of humor pleased you too, Your Highness. I’m glad.”
“No, pfft, you’re awfully shameless.”
Are you having fun? Because I’m just flustered here.
A prince, all of a sudden? Was this because, in the original story, Hyacine was adopted as the Crown Prince’s son? I was racking my brain for any connection, when the handsome prince spoke again.
“I suppose it would be fun to exchange jokes with you, but this doesn’t seem to be the right time for that. Let’s get straight to the point.”
“Please go ahead.”
“There must be another reason you made such a big fuss, isn’t there?”
Wow, he’s sharp.
Honestly, maybe he should be the next Crown Prince, not his brother.
No, I guess in politics, you have to be this cunning to survive.
It seemed he’d already figured out why I’d so openly made an enemy of the Count’s household.
“What do you estimate your younger brother’s rank to be?”
He asked with a calm yet sly smile.
And with that, I felt a bit more at ease. The prince’s intervention, such an elite backing.
It looks like the Count’s family is going to pay a much harsher price than expected for touching my little brother.
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