I Became The Villain’s Master - Chapter 1.1 - 1. The Fox and the young Master

There are various types of villains.

The extra-type villains: those who appear trivially and are subdued faster than anyone else.

The mentioned-type villains: are those who have inflicted great trauma on the main characters, but exist only in the past tense, warranting just a few pages of content.

The villainess: the woman who persistently torments the female protagonist, ultimately ending up buried in society or in the ground.

And…… The final boss of the villain world: the mastermind, who acts docile on the outside while plotting sinister deeds behind the scenes, ultimately putting the protagonists in the greatest difficulty.

“Merchen.”

Among these, I belonged to the mentioned-type villain.

Merchen Hauser, the beloved youngest daughter of a minor villain family, fleetingly appears in past recollections.

“Our little darling. This father has brought you a gift.”

While I was drinking cold fruit juice on a mat spread out in the sand garden, my father, Count Honey Hauser, appeared carrying a large box.

“Come here and see.”

“What is it?”

As I glanced at him and asked, Count Hauser turned the box upside down and emptied it.

Thud.

“Eek!”

“How is it? Do you like it?”

Not realizing that my black eyes were turning with shock, he looked at me with eyes full of expectation.

What fell out of the box was a child with tied hands and feet.

Although covered in dust and with blood clotted in his hair, he was a little boy with an angelically beautiful face.

I couldn’t help but recognize him at a glance.

‘Rory Valliet’, the final mastermind of the novel <The Devil Smells of Cinnamon>.

He was the mastermind c*m sub-male lead and the precious person who would become Duke Valliet in the future.

That’s right.

The target of trauma for the Hauser family, the mentioned-type villains, was none other than the mastermind.

Fourteen years of confinement and torment turn the gentle young prince into a cold-blooded person without blood or tears.

How do I know this? Well, ridiculously enough, it’s because I’m a possessor who crash-landed into Merchen Hauser’s body.

Even though I knew this moment would come, I let out a hollow laugh at the unreality of it all, as a page of the novel unfolded before me.

The unconscious little boy’s silver eyelashes trembled slightly.

I handed my teacup to the maid and approached him.

Carefully touching his cheek, it was very cold.

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

Count Hauser asked in a sulky voice.

At that moment, ruffians who looked exactly like the Count came out to the garden.

“Father. Have you arrived?”

The boy in neat attire wearing glasses was the first older brother, ‘Sugar Hauser’.

“You’re early! I thought I was going to die of boredom!”

The boy who jumped out the window with a yellow snake around his neck was the second older brother, ‘Cream Hauser’.

Sugar was a ruffian with only a decent appearance.

Cream was a ruffian whose outside matched his inside.

“Sugar. Cream. I heard the new swordsmanship instructor ran away again.”

“It’s because that guy was too faint-hearted. We presented him with finger-shaped cookies as a welcome gift, but he fled with his tail between his legs. We’d even gone the extra mile to drizzle them with tomato ketchup.”

As Cream spoke nonchalantly, Sugar nodded.

Their names are as sweet as can be, but why are their actions like this?

If there was any consolation, it was that they were still young villains and hadn’t indulged in taking lives yet.

“Father. What is this?”

Sugar approached, discovering Rory lying in front of me.

He poked Rory’s head with his foot.

I was horrified and quickly covered Rory’s head with my hands.

Sugar then withdrew his foot and crouched down beside me, stroking my light wheat-colored hair.

“I brought it as a gift for Merchen, but it seems she doesn’t like it.”

“Then I’ll take it!”

Cream shouted excitedly.

His eyes dangerously sparkled.

I could envision what would happen if Cream took Rory away.

Cream was the type who would ride Rory like a horse, whip him, and force him to eat rotten food, and more.

Absolutely not.

I must stop this.

“No way!”

I hugged Rory’s body.

Although Rory was a small child, I was even smaller and couldn’t lift him.

So I just flopped over his body.

“He’s mine! Don’t you dare touch him!”

I said firmly and glared at Sugar and Cream.

I could see their faces melting.

Sugar whispered in a calm voice.

“Alright, Merchen. You can have it all.”

“To think you’d like it this much! I’ll bring more! Just say the word! Merchen!”

“Father! I’ll go get some right away! Let’s start with about ten…”

The Count and Cream also made a fuss with flushed faces.

I looked at them with a salty expression.

“Don’t need it!”

“You don’t need it? Why?”

“I don’t want anything else. I only need this one.”

Don’t go around kidnapping and tormenting innocent people, you villains.

Before more troublesome things could happen, I quickly issued an order to leave, wearing a stern expression.

“Now go away.”

“Merchen. Even me?”

The Count looked at me with teary eyes.

I waved my hand.

“Can’t you see your aide is waiting? You have work piling up, don’t you?”

When I spoke firmly and clearly, the three men who had been looking at me with big black eyes and pitiful expressions turned away with slumped shoulders.

I asked the maid to clean the child thoroughly and treat his wounds.

Then I had Cream bring some of his old clothes that had become too small and had them put on him.

I laid him on my bed and quietly observed him until he woke up.

“Rory Valliet.”

The one before me would, at the age of 19, annihilate our entire family and the people of our territory, and be brought to trial.

There, it would be revealed that he was the only son of a Duke’s family, and the trial would fizzle out.

In the novel, it was only mentioned that Sugar and Cream horribly tormented Rory, so I’m not sure if the original Merchen Hauser also continuously tormented him.

But regardless of that, Merchen greatly contributed to Rory becoming a complete mastermind.

The character Merchen was a child born with tremendous magical power despite her tiny presence in the story.

The year Rory turns 19 and Merchen turns 17.

Suddenly, she uses the weakened Rory to perform black magic to summon the Demon King.

However, when it fails, a powerful demon possesses Rory’s body.

Rory absorbs the demon’s power, making it his own, and Merchen is killed on the spot.

Rory, now turned into a demon, stains his hands with countless lives.

“It doesn’t feel real…”

Before the possession.

I was an utterly ordinary… no, perhaps a bit unfortunate and perhaps a bit poor, just an average person.

Dancing, acting, and singing, saying “I’m here,” “I’m trying hard,” a person like a background that goes unnoticed no matter how much I struggle.

A person not quite suited for such a movie-like experience.