The Im Not Main Character
The Banquet of the Month

Geck! Geck!

“Young Master,” Mary came to her room and saluted. “I have stored the Artifact in the place you specified. Then, about the two rabbits, it seems that Miss Spica wants to take care of him.”

Spica Religia is the younger brother of Arcturus. In the Religian family, other than his own father, it was probably Spica who was quite close to him.

Well, he's a kid who doesn't understand anything.

“Good.”

A day had passed since Arcturus obtained the Artifacts and Ancient Determination. He should have been able to relax for some time but given his previous life, he was unwilling to do so.

“Then Young Master. Your father, Mr. Alvalous wants your presence at breakfast this time.”

Arcturus closed his eyes calmly and put down the book he was reading. His father called out, it should be time for the event to arrive.

‘This is it. Anyhow I should join the event, Banquet Moon.’

The Supper of the Moon, an event he had passed through in his previous life. At that time he did not realize how valuable it was to attend the event.

It was an event that would be attended by young nobles like him. At that time, Arcturus did not know that it would be useful to him.

‘I have to ask permission to attend.’

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“Cannot! I forbid you to attend!”

The brown haired woman who was similar in color to her eyes said sharply. She looked elegant and also had a cold beauty. She was the real image of a proud and elegant female noble.

‘As expected. This woman won't allow it.’

The woman who opposed him, Lyura Religia. She was Arcturus' stepmother who was exactly the same as the other stepmothers. An evil figure and dislike a child who is not of his flesh and blood.

His father, Alvalous Religia, had an ill-gotten relationship with his mother Arcturus when Lyura and her children were absent from the residence.

Arcturus never knew who his mother was, even the novel The Rise of Hero In Chaostic and his previous life never revealed much.

Alvalous only tells that his mother is a very beautiful servant that makes him crazy, she is so kind and warm. One day, her mother died of illness.

‘Although I know you cheated on me but Lyura still accepted it. Well, anyway it's common in the life of nobles.’

“Can I know what's the reason I can't attend mom?”

“You bumped into something so don't know yourself like that?” said the young woman with reddish hair, “Isn't it a clear thing not to let family disgrace visit such a formal event?”

It was her half-sister, Evelyn Religia. Just like her mother, this woman hated Arcturus for personal reasons. Even so she was a great woman who had an important role in trading in the Knight kingdom.

“I promise I won't do anything to embarrass our family. Dad, can you grant it?”

Alvalous seemed a dilemma. On the one hand he understood the reason for his wife and daughter. Arcturus is a troubled son who does troubled things. His bad reputation has been suppressed by Alvalous as much as possible. But the rumors are clearly not to be dismissed.

“Son, may I know what reason you want to attend? You should know that the Banquet of the Month is not an ordinary event.”

“I know, Dad. It was a special banquet of young nobles to get to know each other, right?”

Alvalous nodded, “Yes, but not only that. The Supper of the Moon was also an event where nobles attempted to entrap each other.”

The Supper of the Moon was a feast attended by young nobles for bonding. However it was a place where several nobles entangled each other to join their factions for personal gain.

“Not to mention the event will be attended by the cunning third prince,” Evelyn interrupted and pointed at Arcturus. “You could have been beguiled by him and provided support for the successor to the throne!”

“Evelyn's right! You do not realize that the current situation is difficult. The slightest mistake will cause this region to be destroyed.” Lyura added.

Arcturus furrowed his brows, “Mother, sister, even I know how to keep face. I won't—”

“Padahat only bastard child but dare to argue?” Lyura asked cynically.

“While I don't know who my real mother is, aren't your words outrageous, mother?” The furrow on Arcturus' forehead deepened.

Even he would be angry if his mother was insulted regardless Arcturus recognized him or not.

Evelyn snorted with a condescending look, “Hah? Let me tell you. Your mother was just a lowly waitress who teased me to go to bed. You could say she's a slut—”

“Stop all of this.”

“But, Daddy—” Evelyn wanted to argue but was stopped.

“You dare to defy your father, son?” Alvalous asked softly but his voice and gaze were cold.

Evelyn was silent and stared intently at Arcturus.

Alvalous then sighed and looked at Arcturus firmly.

“My son, Arcturus. Our religious families are not weak but that is why we have many enemies lurking. The Supper of the Moon is a place masterminded by a large lion.”

It was not that Alvalous was opposing Arcturus completely. Of course he knew that during these two days Arcturus changed little. Usually there will be complaints about the destroyed bar or the like in every day. But in the last two days there have been no reports of that.

Despite the small change, Alvalous could not make a decision based on his heart.

“They will show you fangs, and bite when the opportunity arises. Even though you are not heir but you are still Religian .. You are still the son I love, I cannot allow danger to love you.”

His words were sincere not to want Arcturus to experience danger. After all, he was the son and the last treasure left by the woman.

Arcturus bluffing his teeth, “... Alright, dad. Then I'm sorry.” he started walking out.

“Young Master ..”

Mary who waited outside the dining room and listened to all began to walk after Arcturus.

“Mary, buy me snake venom, scorpion or any poison that comes from animals. The stronger the better.”

“Young Master, there's no way you want to kill yourself, right?” Mary was stunned and slightly quivered.

Arcturus quickly interrupted.

“Crazy words. I love myself so much, how could I do something like that?”

He had gone through more trials than the previous conversation, it was impossible for him to be depressed.

“I have no intention of dying. That's frightening. There's something else I want to try.”

Although it is dangerous and there are certain risks but it is worth a try. The Lunar Supper will start in about three weeks. It was a good time but still time.

‘At a time like this a reader who knows a little future will shine!’