The Villain Is A Perfect Fit For The Role-Chapter 116

“who is this?”

[who? my friend? Licht?]

Licht. Rostel knew that person. The pretty one he saw when he snuck out at night. They told him that Count Mantel was a dangerous man and that he should stay away, but he did not believe him.

“I know that person.”

Rostel sat down on the road seat. He had more things he wanted to ask, but his mouth was glued and he wouldn’t leave.

‘Are you closer to him than me?’

When asked that, it seemed like he would be upset if Licht was chosen over him. So she couldn’t talk anymore. Rostell kept his mouth shut until Fong left.

* * *

Count Mantel took a deep breath as he entered the room.

“Things are finally getting better now.”

Rostel’s blood proved that he was the prince, but the process did not end there. Even if the Crown Prince Theodore acknowledged it, nobles remained.

It was not a problem for the aristocratic faction due to Count Mantell’s great influence, but the imperial faction and neutral faction were not easily overtaken. In particular, the imperial faction was obsessed with even the smallest details.

Even if the child was of the former emperor’s blood, the child could not be elevated to the position of prince because the child was not recognized by him. They were originally terrible people, but this time they were particularly persistent.

‘Maybe Archduke Graham had a hand in it.’

It was strange that not only the emperor faction but also the neutral faction were being picky. Since the Crown Prince, who was still a child, could not have done something, Archduke Graham must have taken a hand.

‘Devine is also a problem.’

He wasn’t that kind of person to begin with, but recently he has been begging for the crown prince. Did you at least develop affection for him after accepting the position of teacher? Count Mantel clicked his tongue. Still, he somehow succeeded in making Rostel a prince.

Once recognized as a prince, Rostel will have many things.

‘But that won’t do.’

Count Mantel wanted to go higher than he was now. This is a time of peace. Although small-scale local warfare may occur on the border, war does not occur. This was because no country wanted it. The Rundel Empire also works behind the scenes and has no intention of starting an open war.

“Heroes are born in war.”

In times like these, no matter how hard you try, there are limits. Additionally, there was no royal blood in Count Mantell’s family line. Even if it was a long time ago, several generations have already passed.

“That damn standard.”

From the marquisate onward, the blood of the royal family must flow. It was also limited to three generations, so Count Mantel could not become a marquis. But that doesn’t mean there isn’t a way. If her youngest daughter becomes empress, then she can replace the damned title.

It would have been nice to become empress of the current crown prince, Theodore, but Count Mantel thought it was unlikely. This was because her late Empress Maia was hostile to the noble faction.

The crown prince seemed to have changed a lot recently, but he must have seen and learned something from when he was young. Moreover, he is too strong-willed. He seemed unlikely to be swayed by the Empress.

Count Mantel opened the can and took out a cigar. He felt a little better after inhaling the smoke.

‘Rostel is much better than the Crown Prince.’

My personality was arbitrary, but I knew nothing about it. In the first place, she was raised as a scarecrow in the Rundel Empire and is perfect for wielding. She seemed like the Rundel Empire was thinking of pushing their princess as their empress.

“You don’t know what the future holds.”

Count Mantel grinned. From the beginning, the Rundel Empire and Count Mantell did not trust each other. We just held hands because the situation was right. So, we can stab each other at any time.

I guess that’s what the world is all about. Count Mantel sucked on his cigar again.

* * *

Abel had a lot of things he wanted to do with Richt. She was with you from dawn until late at night. But the situation is not favorable.

Recently, I was busy going around meeting nobles to delay the deadline for making Rostel a prince. Even Richt would have taken me with him if he had the time, but he couldn’t because he was too busy. Duke Devine was as powerful as Archduke Graham.

At times like this, I envy Ban. It made me feel sick to my stomach to see them walking around in the name of escort. The gaze towards the nature class became increasingly fierce.

‘are you okay. Still, I have time today.’

I also put Theodore away in advance. I like to move my body and have a strong desire to win, so I will stay in the gym until I solve today’s homework. It was a somewhat mean-spirited move, but it was also the guy’s fault for falling for it.

After Abel finished rationalizing himself, he knocked on the door.

“who are you?”

Immediately, Ban’s voice was heard. Abel frowned unconsciously.

“me.”

I answered bluntly, and the class responded.

“It’s late. “Please return today.”

What is he saying now? Abel snorted at her and tried to open her door, but her handle wouldn’t turn.

“Break down the door?”

He spoke in a threatening tone, and only then did the locked door open. But Richt is nowhere to be seen and is only half-standing.

“What about Licht?”

“You’re sleeping because you’re tired.”

“okay?”

Abel calmly headed to Richt’s bedroom. However, she could not get far when she was stopped by Van.

“Licht, you need to rest.”

“I’ll just watch quietly.”

Despite Abel’s words, Van’s gaze was impure. These are eyes that do not believe at all. I knew it, but I didn’t trust it at all.

‘I don’t want to back down.’

Licht is not enough. I need to see his face somehow. Abel said with a smile.

“Should I make a fuss and wake Richt up? Or should I just quietly look at your face?”

Van seemed to hesitate for a moment, but eventually moved out of the way.

“Never wake me up.”

“okay.”

Abel passed the class and entered the bedroom. The room was dark with the lights off, but there was no problem moving around. If she hits something like this, she should be kicked out by the prosecutor. She reached the bed in no time.

With eyes accustomed to the dark, I saw Richt. At first she was content with just looking, but then she became greedy. It happened to be a day with a bright moon, so when I pulled back the curtains from the window, light came in.

The moonlight reaches the bed and a white face is visible. However, Richt did not wake up. He seemed quite tired.

‘It’s pretty.’

Richt would look disdainful when he heard this, but Abel truly thought he was pretty. He just looks pretty in everything he does, and I don’t know how else to express it.

I slowly raised my hand and stroked my cheek.

“Hmm.”

Richt pouted his lips and turned around.

‘Shall I wake you up?’

What little conscience I had slowly disappeared. I wanted to swallow those protruding lips. Abel carefully sat down on her bed and looked down at her. She then noticed marks on her neck.

It’s been a while since I last spent the night with Richt, so it’s not like Abel made it. Then there is only one culprit.

‘There was someone else who made me tired in the first place.’

My stomach twisted. Abel decided not to endure it any longer. She lowered her head and locked lips with Richt. She gently rubbed and then slipped her tongue between her slightly open mouth. Meanwhile, her hand was crawling under Licht’s top.

As I massage the small lump on my chest, it becomes harder. It feels good against your fingertips.

‘Richt preferred being touched with his tongue rather than being touched with his hands.’

Abel’s lips covered the marks left on Richt’s neck. And just as he was about to take off his top, someone grabbed his wrist.

“What are you doing?”

Ban was glaring at Abel with fierce eyes.

“Doing something like this?”

Abel pulled Richt’s clothes with his teeth. Clothes that were already unfastened opened easily. Ban roughly threw away Abel’s wrist and pulled up the blanket to cover Richt’s body.

“Are you not an animal and have no self-control?”

“Can I just use animals? And wasn’t it you who touched Licht first?”

Abel tapped Richt’s traces with his hand. Ban’s expression became more grim. But Abel did not back down. He just looked at me and smiled as if provoking me.