The Sub-Heroine’s Butler Is a Vicious Bastard

6. birthday (2)

‘It’s a big deal.’

The Grand Duke of the North suddenly burst into Arlot’s room.

I couldn’t help but stiffen at his visit.

My figure riding on Arlot.

A sharp dagger was shining in my hand.

Even Arlott’s face was stained with blood and tears…

This, no matter who can see it, isn’t it the way I harm Arlot?

The momentum of the Northern Duke, who was scanning the room, became even more formidable.

“Grand Duke… each… under… ”

I tried to raise my voice in order to live somehow,

Her body, which had been cooled by contact with Arlot, did not move properly.

The fear of the Grand Duke staring at me as if he were going to kill me also played a big part in that.

It seems that my appearance caused even greater anger.

The Grand Duke of the North disappeared from sight in an instant, and only the fist left by his fury violently attacked my chest.

-bang!

In the blink of an eye, I was hit against a wall,

“… Whoops!”

I was exposed to the sensation of the air rushing out of my body in an instant.

Unable to take even the slightest fall, he was sprawled on the floor, and his brain buzzed with sudden pain.

“…Shu, Schmitz?”

Arlott’s panicked voice could be heard from afar.

I have no idea what it hit or how it flew away.

As I whipped my drowsy mind, this time a stabbing pain hit me in the chest area.

… I think he broke a few ribs.

“…get out of here right now, Waltz Schmitz.”

When I looked up, the Grand Duke of the North was standing in front of me.

In the cold eyes of the master I’ve never seen before… I’m speechless.

I felt a strong will that no matter what I said, no one would believe me.

But even so, I had no choice but to open my mouth.

Arlott was shedding bloody tears, and Arlott, who was to explain his situation, was lying sick.

“drill… words, writing… ”

“One more word and I will tear you to death right away.”

“…Arles, Lady Lot… Whoops!”

The Grand Duke of the North grabbed my neck with a violent hand movement.

His height is roughly 2m.

When he lifted me up to his eye level, I was suspended dangling in the air with my neck caught.

“Are you testing my patience?”

The eyes of the Grand Duke of the North, who saw it up close, seemed to be burning.

… No, is it because my vision is blurry?

mind… thought… doesn’t connect

Am I going to die like this?

“The affection of the past is what connected the four people, Waltz Schmitz. In my mind, it would be fine even if I drank you… ”

“Ah, Father! stop… Aagh!!”

At Arlott’s cry, the Grand Duke of the North immediately moved.

Thanks to him, I was able to get out of his grasp…

I was thrown to the floor and my mind finally came back.

“Ahh… it hurts, it hurts… Snow again… ”

“Are you okay, Arlot? doctor! Where is the doctor!”

The mansion was about to resonate at the cry of the Grand Duke of the North.

Yes, the doctor will come soon.

“Keugh… ”

I barely moved my feet and headed for the door.

My whole body screamed, but my movements did not stop.

The Grand Duke of the North was preoccupied with Arlot and didn’t catch me in particular…

It was very fortunate.

Because I had to start now more than I had made up my mind.

Crossing the doorway broken by the Grand Duke of the North, I looked back at Arlot.

Seeing her clutching her eyes, as if the acute pain had started again.

… I will help you not to suffer any more.

“…how long it will take, I don’t know… ”

I went back to my room, ignoring the crowd of attendants and doctors running into the room.

It was an opportunity while everyone was distracted by Arlot.

Before they catch me… I had to pack my things.

* * *

“My lady, are you out of your mind?”

“…uh?”

Erral de Arlot, the only daughter of the Grand Duke of the North, rose from her bed.

She blinked her eyes as if something was strange.

Then she rubbed her eyes.

“…Lady, I’m sorry. that is… ”

The attendant’s troubled voice came from around the left.

I couldn’t see her face, but her voice was familiar.

Was it a maid named Mary?

I remember him as having a friendly and talkative personality.

“I see.”

While rubbing her eyes, she realized one thing.

It’s not that you can’t see because of a foreign body.

To be precise, the changes that took place in his body before he lost consciousness and collapsed…

‘… You can’t even see anymore.’

Arlott smiled bitterly.

I lost both legs when I was 12, and today I am 15, and I lost both eyes.

As the doctor said, is her body stopping its functions one by one?

As she lamented her fate, she remembered a person who was with her at the moment of blindness.

“Mary, where is Schmitz now?”

“Ah, that… ”

“Are you sleeping? Then could you please call me now? I have something to say… ”

Arlott pushed Mary slightly urgently.

I don’t know what kind of expression Mary is making because she can’t see…

It was not important to Arlott.

‘…Schmitz.’

I wanted to see Schmitz again.

It was because right before the last memory was cut off, he heard the sound of an argument between his father and Schmitz, who had visited his room.

[Get out of here right now, Waltz Schmitz.]

[Are you testing my patience?]

A sad voice that he had never shown in front of his daughter.

Mogol became agitated only with his voice, but what about Schmitz who will face it?

If he did anything to harm his father… Because only you can solve that misunderstanding.

The surest way is to check it yourself.

“Meh, Mary. why no answer? Um, isn’t there something going on? right?”

“My lady, that is… ”

Arlott’s voice now tinged with urgency.

A servant who likes to talk is reluctant to talk.

That means, obviously, that it’s not a positive story.

‘I should have cleared up the misunderstanding…’ ‘

Arlott grabbed his head.

Even when your father comes to visit… No, I should have explained the situation even later when the servants burst into the room.

But her illness didn’t allow even that.

I lost my mind from the pain of stabbing my eyes with an awl again.

‘It shouldn’t be a big deal… ‘

The reality was dark in front of my eyes, but negative imagination unfolded in front of my eyes.

Schmitz is being tortured in the basement of the mansion under suspicion of assassination.

Schmitz being beaten and humiliated by servants who misunderstand him.

The figure of Schmitz, who eventually lost his life because he could not bear them.

“Quickly call Schmitz. Right Now. This is an order.”

“… miss. Please do not be surprised and listen.”

-Sueug

The feeling of someone else’s hands wrapping around your left hand.

That hand, presumably Mary’s… I was trembling for some reason.

Arlott waited for her words to follow, forgetting to even breathe.

Eventually, Arlott had no choice but to doubt his own ears.

“in fact… Schmitz has left the mansion.”

“… What?”

went out the Schmitz. the mansion.

I understood the meaning of each word, but I couldn’t understand what the arrangement of them meant.

No, I didn’t want to understand.

“Schmitz… leave the house? why?”

“sorry… It had already run away when we tried to catch it. The person who instigated the assassination is still under investigation.”

“No, wait. what is this… ”

Schmitz’s information had not yet been properly digested, but the attendant poured out information as if speechless.

Flee, assassination, saju, investigation.

The messy information meant only one thing.

“…You mean Schmitz tried to assassinate me?”

“Yes, that is a given. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left a letter written in haste… Besides, there is also the testimony of His Excellency the Archduke. He tried to stab the lady in bed with a knife… ”

misunderstood

In the end, what I feared came to pass.

A misunderstanding that occurred in a situation where he fainted and could not testify…

I had to get it right by now.

Arlott opened his mouth convulsively.

“That’s not it, Schmitz-“

“I understand. It must be hard to believe. We’ve been together for the rest of our lives, but to betray us like this… You must be heartbroken.”

Mary said and caressed her hand.

Mary’s hand, which says that she feels sorry for herself and defines Schmitz as a villain…

The touch was so disgusting that I couldn’t stand it.

-widely!

“…miss?”

“ah… ah… ”

Arlott removed Mary’s hand and covered his face with both hands.

everything was because of you

If you didn’t cling to him and called other servants through him.

If only I hadn’t held him tight in bed out of fear.

Had he not attempted suicide with his dagger.

Suddenly, one of the things Mary said stuck in my head.

A letter he left behind.

“… Tell me the contents of the letter Schmitz left behind.”

“miss… ”

“hurry!”

I heard Mary gasping.

It was natural to be surprised.

Because he had never yelled at and intimidated the servants like this.

But she felt like she would go crazy if she didn’t do this.

My heart was already pounding like it was about to burst, and my breathing was quick as if I was sprinting.

Every time I felt a pulse in my temples, a headache shook my brain.

I was in a state where I was about to collapse, but-

I still had to listen.

The letter Schmitz left at the last moment.

If I had to leave a message without telling the attendants in words… It was most likely a message sent to himself.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t fulfill your request as a friend,” he wrote.

“… ”

Arlott was at a loss for words.

Because it was completely different from what he expected.

If you come to your senses, the appeal to relieve your injustice,

He wasn’t even blaming himself for making the situation this way.

As he pondered the meaning, Arlott’s body trembled.

‘I… What are you doing… ?’

The ‘request’ he’s talking about is… It was his own request, asking him to kill himself because it was painful.

She had asked him to kill herself.

to him and not to anyone else.

[Schmitz… Are you crying?]

[ah… This, this.]

Reminds me of when I was 8 years old.

Seeing me writhing in pain during the meal, I remember the tears he shed.

I thought he was a boy with a lot of sensitivity.

But it didn’t take long to realize that wasn’t all.

[It’s a bit sloppy, but… This is a gift I made myself to give to the lady.]

[Whoops… It definitely looks like a beginner.]

Reminds me of when I was 12.

It is a rose that bloomed in a barren land just for me, and it reminds me of a carefully crafted corolla.

Every single action he made was for himself.

Every day, he always hoped for Arlott’s survival and recovery.

I wasn’t a fool who didn’t know that it wasn’t just a wish as an attendant.

and…

[me… kill me we… We’re friends, aren’t we?]

to such a person

To those who cry and devote themselves only for themselves.

Recall the selfish request you made.

It reminds me of the request I made to a ‘friend’ who was the same age as me who tried to save me more than anyone else.

Even in a situation where he is framed for his request, he apologizes for refusing the ‘request’… Reminds me of Schmitz.

“Ah, lady!”

Arlott rolled off the bed like a doll with a broken thread.

Sorry and thankful for Schmitz, hatred and anger towards himself, sadness and fear for Schmitz who may not see him again.

A whirlwind of overwhelming emotions shattered her still unrecovered spirit.