The Im Not Main Character
Liebert Silverstone's
A beautiful castle decorated with various types of flowers. The roots propagate on each of its walls and spread black, red and even pink roses.
It is not known how but it is believed to be a mutated plant or something. It's completely harmless, and it's beautiful.
The sight then turned to the girl with red hair playing in the garden, inhaling the intoxicating scent of flowers.
But soon like a dream, the originally bright sky turned night. The night sky was reddish in color as the fire burned the beautiful flower-themed castle.
Again everything blackened, the woman woke up from a nightmare that haunts life like a curse.
“... this happens more often later.”
He didn't understand the meaning, but something had to happen soon. Something that clearly did not bring any good news considering that the message was delivered through the worst nightmare.
The woman covered her face with both hands. The room was dark enough to cover her entire naked body.
“Do not think of anything. I have to focus on what's in front of me.”
Soon the door was lightly knocked.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
“Mr Princess, it's time you get ready.”
“Ya, I'll get ready.”
The Princess who had been having nightmares lately steadied her resolve once again.
‘I must prepare for the Month Banquet.’
His entire life and future would depend on the event that the young noble attended.
He got up and peeked out the window. Slowly opening it, revealing part of her naked body.
”If I fail with this—”
There was a terrible black pattern on his back to his back neck. The pattern looked like a burn that had somehow never dried up as if it had just formed a few minutes ago.
“—I'll curse everything.”
The oath that the Princess will do will be a grudge that is deeply rooted in her.
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The city is filled with crowds. Festivals are held to beautify the atmosphere and the faces of the population are filled with happiness.
Stores, houses to the streets are beautifully decorated. At first glance it looks like a beautiful city and makes sure anyone will be happy when living here. Yet Arcturus knew that whenever light came bringing happiness, darkness would hate from a distance.
Slaves who live in this city are forced to gather in one place because it is considered to damage the scenery. They will hate those who celebrate the festival cheerfully.
The main street was filled with happiness, people gathered and pulled over as luxurious pedicures flashed towards the landlord residence.
Different pedicels have different flags that symbolize noble families and one flag in common. The flag symbolizing the knight's helmet in the middle of the sun was red. The Knight's royal flag.
One with a different and unique flag. A flag with a golden sunrise with a black octagram star in the center.
Generally the sun is a form that symbolizes the royal family or the kingdom itself. There is an unwritten rule that nobles should not have the sun on their flag.
But that did not apply to a single noble in the Knight kingdom. Nobles who had existed even long before the Knight Kingdom was created. It was a certain household that was currently led by Count Alvalous. A noble family with a long history full of mysteries, Religion.
“What rumors are true? Young Master of the Religious nobility is truly present?”
“I'm sure so. My brother who works for the landlord says so!”
“Saying Young Master Religia has a disaster-equivalent good looks! It is also said he did not leave his territory for fear of creating a war with his face!”
Arcturus inside the pedati heard the conversation faintly and frowned.
“Where are all those baseless rumors?” Evelyn was precisely the one who frowned the deepest.
But the rumors don't just stop there.
“But nobody said he was a bastard? Due to his nature he is not allowed to leave his territory.”
“It could have been. In fact some traders there say he's the worst bastard.”
Evelyn smiled in satisfaction while nodding her head, “That's just right. Garbage will still be garbage even if it looks a little good.”
“You're really mean, sister.”
“You alone created a rotten fruit. Don't talk to me before the meeting. I want to vomit even this time.”
Arcturus only sighed over this bad arrangement. Why did he have to be in one pedati with Evelyn?
Of course because they were heading for the Moon Supper. No matter how bad their internal relationships are, they should not be known to the world. They need to play the charade of well-rounded brothers.
Finally they arrived at a magnificent place. A castle painted white with a beautiful eagle statue of silver.
A red carpet with golden silk greeted him. Between the knightly welcome, Arcturus and Evelyn took a deep breath before stepping out.
“Do not embarrass father.” There was a certain weight in Evelyn's words before stepping out.
“Don't say something obvious.”
Arcturus could see Mary and Alda with his mask giving a salute as he stepped out.
“Please Arc— Young lord.”
Looking at Alda who was very stiff and using such formality made Arcturus tickle his heart. Even in her previous life Alda never did.
Arcturus smiled and walked hand in hand with Evelyn. Alda and Mary followed a few steps behind him as bodyguards.
At the end of the red carpet Arcturus could see a man with silvery hair smiling beautifully.
‘This is it, that bastard fuck.’
Arcturus has his own grudges and fury, but luckily he's a very good actor to hide it from.
“Rubbish, be careful with it,” Evelyn whispered via telepathy. “He's a troublesome dangerous person.”
Even Evelyn can use magic. Arcturus forgot that Evelyn was a pretty good witch.
Yet it was nothing more than shocking about how he cared for Arcturus to the point of giving a small warning.
“I don't want you to be a problem for dad or brother Shin.”
Arcturus only nodded small without giving a reply.
“Oh, it's a very blessed day! I don't expect to meet a Young Master who has never shown himself to the world!”
The unlucky bastard started his own speech and looked at Arcturus observing before turning to Evelyn.
“Even Miss Evelyn is as charming as ever. Are the Religious families blessed with good seeds? This makes me envious.”
Evelyn immediately smiled and gave a small salute, “You are too complimentary, Young Master Liebrt.”
Arcturus immediately bowed respectfully perfectly, “This is the first time we met. Greetings, Young Master. My name is Arcturus Religia. I heard a lot of great news about you from my brothers and sisters.”
“Ha ha ha, it's too exaggerated. I am the next successor to Silverstone, Liebert Silverstone. Can we leave this formality? You look delightful, Young Master Arcturus.”
Arcturus smiled wryly, “Of course, Young Master. I'm honored for that.”
At that moment Evelyn was secretly amazed by Arcturus' attitude which looked like a real noble. Even his evil and hideous face, as well as his lazy tone of speech were not left at all.
“Even trash will be attracted to each other.” Evelyn sent it over telepathically.
Arcturus secretly cursed at being likened to Liebert.