I Didn’t Mean to Save The Villain - Chapter 11-2
Chapter 11 – I Became Friends With The Young Male Lead (4)
Leopold was such an innocent and pure Young Master.
Growing up as an only child in a noble family with such a lovely appearance, who would hate him?
For a Young Master like him, there must be no touch of darkness nor have developed sensitivity that nestled within him.
‘That’s why the flower garden of the setting of the male lead in ‘VGT’… was this.’
Two years had passed since then, since I owed Leopold.
Leopold had become famous as the little guest at the Freesian Palace.
Leopold, a child ray of sunshine, couldn’t help but be friendly to everyone.
“Your Highness, when Prince Aulenbach visits, please do not just stay in the playroom but visit the garden too.”
“You guys always make a fuss every time we go outside. What’s up with the garden anyway?”
“Why not listen to the birds chirp?”
“Please allow our eyes to feast as the two of you are playing.”
… It’s shameless, really. There is nothing that a nine-year-old can’t say.
Whenever Leopold came to visit, I couldn’t help but notice the courtiers roaming around the Freesian Palace’s front yard, just to catch a glimpse of the lovely little prince.
‘Who wouldn’t like it even if he just smiles brightly, or says a word?’
Apart from him being my only friend, everyone who loved me also liked Leopold.
‘…That’s right. He is not only loved because of his appearance.’
I couldn’t help but think that my angelic beauty had no effect.
Leopold’s charms did not stop there.
‘How sweeter it would be if this lovely child falls in love? Oh, I hope time quickly passes by so I can witness it…’
Anyhow, the appearance of the magnificent Confucius, the character in the ‘Deductible Eye’ is the one I’m looking forward to.
It was enjoyable to watch Leopold grow up and be together with him as a friend but, isn’t there a prequel before the main story?
Half looking forward to it, half grateful.
I have immense interest in Leopold’s growth as a Confucius.
“That, the imaginary animal. In the myth of the Seranti tribe in the Eastern Continent.”
“Seran, what?”
“You have not studied about the history of trades in Eastern Continent yet? You don’t know about the Zlupa Kingdom?”
“Z…Zlupa?”
“Then, have you studied the history of the Eastern Continent during the Middle Ages?”
Leopold’s expressions are full of questions.
The problem was that my interest in achieving the highest academics as the youngest, in the guise of being a gifted child, turned out to push Leopold to do the same.
“Sir Schullen may have finished discussing the continental history of the primordial continent… No, how is it Your Highness is always ahead of me?”
“It’s because I studied more than you.”
“I study a lot every day…”
Leopold, who was slowly forgetting to give respect to me, grumbled as if it was unfair.
I may be praised as a genius but it’s time for my belly to start to ache because I was always ahead of my physical growth.
Leopold is my only friend.
‘Heh, I have the patience of an adult.’
Leopold pouted and seemed to have arrived at an answer of his own.
“I guess it’s because Your Highness has not received the Divine Power training.”
“Was it that strenuous?”
“It’s exhausting, after an hour of class, I’m at the point where my head gets dizzy.”
Divine Power is a power with various utilities as much as the magic in this world.
Like a sword, it could be used as a weapon or a shield to protect oneself. For this reason, children of the noble families must train separately to handle the Divine Power beyond what they were born with.
However, it was tiring for the little Duke who had a lot to learn as the next successor, so Leopold was envious of me.
“If it wasn’t for the Divine Power training, I would have finished studying the Eastern Continents by now.”
Externally, it was said that I had as much Divine Power as the other Imperial family members, so there was no need for separate training.
As I touched the choker, Rebecca’s gift that was hanging around my neck, I posed and reenacted what my older sister had said to him.
“If you want to join the Holy Knights in the near future, you have to work hard training your Divine Power.”
“Your Highness speaks as if you know something. Really, your Highness is stricter than my parents.”
His sulking face was adorable as he pouted again.
“And so, what are your plans for the future?”
“Well, I’ll take what your Highness gives me.”
Cecilia’s future was not set in stone in the original. She’s one extra out of the many extras that are only mentioned twice.
It was something I should have thought of, but in my past life as a Korean, I just kept accepting what’s right in front of me.
‘Did Grace have something in mind when she assigned Viscountess Lentil to me at a very young age?’
I drank the hot quince honey tea instead of thinking deeply into it.
“Your Highness, you also have to decide what you want in the future, not mine.”
“I have a silver thread, so it’ll work out somehow. I think you’re perfect for the Order of the Holy Knights?”
Silver thread, huh.
It was a metaphorical expression used by the Imperial family, by comparing it to silver hair, one of the physical characteristics of the family.
It was a little embarrassing whenever I said those words, which were often used by my siblings every time they showed their authority in the original.
“If I tell you, Your Highness that being a priest is the right fit for you, would you go to the Church?”
“Why would I listen to you?”
“…Anyway, I’m going to join the Imperial Knights. You don’t have to have a lot of Divine Power to work there.”
Leopold was pouting to the point I didn’t know how to convince him.
‘I guess he’s at a rebellious age.’
Even if you say this, you will eventually join the Order of the Holy Knights, so you have to study well so that I can get to see you as one as soon as possible.
“Do you know? In the future, the person you love might be in danger but you won’t be able to save her because you lack the Divine Power.”
In the climax of ‘VGT’, Leopold witnessed Amelie’s life hanging by a thread.
In addition to that, Leopold would face a lot of hardships.
Even if the novel was high quality and packed full of scenes, it was frustrating, but still, in the end of the ‘VGT’, the conclusion was relieving.
‘I should’ve noticed it since ‘tears’ is in the title.’
I continued to converse with my friend.
“Take the successor’s class well too. How useful will the privilege as the Duke’s heir come later when you have someone you love.”
“Love… Are you saying to use my family?”
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T/N: Correction, the title of the novel is ‘Author Kong’s A Violets Grows on Tears’, and its short term is just its initials, which I will use’ VGT’.
