Adopting the Male Protagonist Changed the Genre - Chapter 49
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I just closed my eyes for a moment, and before I knew it, the faint light of dawn had appeared in the dark sky.
My whole body felt heavy, like wet breath.
Still, a sense of satisfaction coursed through me pleasantly.
Despite the strange feeling, as if satisfaction filled my body, I continued to look at Kao with a complicated expression. After a while, I covered my face with both hands and groaned.
“Obey me.”
….Reflecting on it again, the phrase sounded overly edgy, and I was hit with a strong sense of self-awareness.
After a long time on the bed, kicking the quilt and struggling, I finally managed to calm down.
Even though I wasn’t feeling well, I hurriedly got up and cleaned up.
As I left the room, hiding Kao, who was very sensitive to light, in my shadow, I was greeted by Terry, who had been squatting at the front of the room with her legs spread wide like a back alley hoodlum.
“Master, are you all right?”
The raven feathers scattered across the corridor told me that the battle at the manor had not been easy.
“Where are Ratchet and Vivian?”
“They’re both sound asleep, completely unaware of what happened.”
I examined the pendant, a partially faded magic stone pendant that Pendel handed her.
“How should we handle this?”
Running her fingers over the back of the pendant, she traced the engraved words.
[To my precious Belle]
Belinda initially thought of this choker as a gift or keepsake from her parents. The maids, who assisted with her daily attire of new dresses and accessories, naturally never touched the choker. It implied that Belinda always wore the choker.
However, to discover that the pendant housed a magic stone was unexpected. Belinda couldn’t fathom her parents giving her something like this. While the law governing the inheritance of noble titles had become well-established, the law concerning inheritances related to magical abilities dictated that the child who awakened magical powers would be the primary successor—a law fiercely upheld by all nobles.
For parents to seal their daughter’s magical potential rather than congratulate her on its awakening was inconceivable.
I briefly thought about who might have given Belinda the choker and then quickly dismissed such speculation.
‘No, let’s not speculate further.’
Once I obtain the fragments of Belinda’s memory, I will know the truth, even if I don’t want to know it.
“Sir, you wanted this choker. Now that it is in this shape, do you still want it?”
At my question, Sir Penadel paused for a moment.
And then, very slowly, he answered.
“Yes, I do.”
“Then wait until I get one exactly like this one. Then I will gladly present it to your lordship.”
Without making baseless assumptions, I needed to plan ahead. I couldn’t believe that someone who gave Belinda a magic stone would send her such a gift out of goodwill.
To conceal the fact that I had deciphered his intentions, creating a duplicate pendant and carrying it with me seemed prudent for the future.
“Terry, how long will it take to make a pendant similar to this one? Use top-grade rubies for the gem.”
“Three days should be sufficient.”
It was a satisfactory response.
After handing the magic stone to Terry, and took a moment to catch my breath.
Then I opened my mouth.
“There might be guests waiting for me.”
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“Things that are invisible to human eyes but exist, things that do not know human language, and things that do not possess reason. Being able to control all of that, can rightly be called the talent of the throne.”
As Cheshire perused the book explaining Blanche’s ability, he let out a dry laugh.
He thought the description was quite grandiose, but seeing Blanche’s ability firsthand, he found it convincing.
The ability to tame was historically a rare gift.
However, each person had a limit to what they could tame, and in Belinda’s case, it seemed that the magic power of the creature resonated with her wavelengths.
‘Should I say this as a master-like thing?’
Taming a creature that was known to be impossible to tame was an ability that could easily be misunderstood as dark magic.
“I recommend hiding the ability.”
As he returned the book to its place, he received a mysterious response.
“That’s what I was thinking. It’s better to be careful not to get entangled in troublesome issues.”
Belinda was more worried about being mistaken for a dark sorcerer than she was about her awakening turning into a succession battle.
Then she’d really be in a fight to death with Sybel.
Worse, Belinda had neither the will, the duty, nor the affection to lead the Blanche family.
It might be better to immigrate and enjoy a carefree life.
With a sigh that carried such meaning, Belinda took a seat in the space dedicated to the study.
Then, she cautiously spoke up.
“So, Cheshire, is Keith gone?”
“I can’t say.”
But the answer wasn’t pleasant.
After a moment of thought, Belinda asked another question.
“I wonder if the Magic Tower Lord has placed a speech enchantment on it.”
“I can’t answer that either.”
Despite saying so, a faint smile finally appeared on Cheshire’s face.
Much later, Cheshire carefully chose his words within the range where the golden speech enchantment didn’t reach.
“Master, why did you help us?”
Belinda answered without hesitation.
“Because you are a good teacher for Ratchet.”
The answer left him speechless for a moment.
“Is that the only reason?”
“Cheshire. When you warned Ratchet about the dangers of dark magic, what were you thinking? If you were wrong, I could have lost my trust. Then, you wouldn’t have been able to achieve your goals. Yet, you warned my servant about the dangers of dark magic. Why did you do that?”
Cheshire couldn’t easily answer.
He did not think that warning Sprout of the dangers of black magic was ill-intentioned.
He was merely doing his duty as his teacher.
Belinda nodded as if she had read Cheshire’s inner thoughts.
“You are a good teacher, Cheshire. That’s why I played the role of a teacher as well. Keith was a very smart student.”
Upon hearing that, Cheshire couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
You tell Keith, who thinks sitting in front of a desk is torture, that he is a good student.
Cheshire, who barely managed to suppress a smile, opened his mouth softly with a smile remaining on his face.
“Master, I will eventually kill the magic tower lord. But can I still be a good teacher for Seedo?”
He said his final goodbyes to his older brother.
But it wasn’t enough.
He still had a burning desire for revenge.
“As long as Ratchet follows and likes you, you will be a good teacher to my servant. So, I’ll give you a chance to cancel your decision to quit being the magic teacher of Ratchet.”
Cheshire didn’t miss the opportunity.
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lurelia
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