CHAPTER 28

How The Male Lead Cures The Young Lady Who Has A Limited Time

"Why were you dying? When you met your destined one."

Kerbel didn't seem to care much about whether she was angry or not.

His indifferent gaze turned to the nape of Yvette's neck.

The tattoo was masked behind her clothes, but Kerbel was already aware of its existence.

Yvette instinctively covered the nape of her neck and glared at Kerbel.

"......Are you telling me to rely on that person for the rest of my life?"

(TL/N : She means Noel.)

"Why? You don't like it?"

Kerbel blinked. He looked like he was asking what the problem was.

Yvette couldn't answer and washed her dry face.

Even talking with a beast, it felt like she could communicate better with it than it is now.

"Hey, sir Petoras. Don't you think this is too much?"

"I don't know. What do you mean?"

"I'm cursed too. What the hell is wrong with someone I don't like who I have to touch for the rest of my life?"

"I don't know. I don't think you hate it as much as you think."

Kerbel muttered meaningfully.

But Yvette didn't notice it because she was trying to deal with the problem right in front of her.

"That's enough, get rid of the curse. If you don't want to get rid of it, it means that there is a way to get rid of it."

Yvette said, staring at Kerbel.

She was going to somehow persuade him to break the curse.

However, Kerbell was more of an abnormal person than she had imagined.

"No matter how much you say it, my answer is the same. So, don't be in vain, and try to convince your destined person well. Without him, your life is over."

Kerbel replied coldly without blinking an eye. Then he turned his back on Yvette without regret.

"I think your business is over, so excuse me first."

"What? I'm not done talking yet. Where are you going!"

Kerbel smiled at Yvette, who asked absurdly.

"I'm going to find someone I love."

At the end of those words, Kerbel twirled her fingers. Then, the noise had been cut off in an instant and returned to its original state.

At the same time, Kerbel disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that not even a trace was left, it seemed that he had teleported using magic.

Yvette slumped to the ground due to the unexpected development.

She thought she would be able to break the curse if she met Kerbel.

But this was not in her calculation.

Yvette bit his lips lightly while looking at the empty hallway.

'......What should I do now?'

The Luhen Academy was not a place she could visit at any time.

At the very least, it was not easy to request a visit without the consent of the other party.

In other words, there is no chance to meet Kerbel other than today.

Yvette closed her eyes and took a long breath.

She had to find a way somehow.

'Let's think about it. How do I get Kerbel to break my curse.'

How many times did she think about it?

Yvette suddenly came up with a name.

'That's right. There's Liliana!'

For Kerbel Liliana, it was like his world.

Maybe she could change Kerbel's mind.

A ray of hope came to Yvette's face, which was just dark.

* * * *

Meanwhile,

Noel, who managed to shun the nobles who were approaching him, went out to find Yvette.

'I'm sure I told her to stay nearby.'

Perhaps it was because she just went somewhere, but Yvette was nowhere to be found at the party.

'She makes me unable to close my eyes even just for a moment.'

Noel smiled and rolled up his sleeves. Then, the same bracelet that was given to Yvette was found.

As he walked toward the hallway, the pendant on the bracelet shone softly.

Noel slowly walked along with the light of the bracelet.

The communication stone he presented to Yvette was a magic stone. It not only communicated but also tracked the location.

The method to track the location was simple.

The closer the distance between the communication stone, the stronger the light of the pendant becomes.

It was a way to find a partner using this.

Thanks to this, Noel was able to find the place where Yvette was without much effort.

'I didn't know the day would come when It will be used.'

Noel thought as he took a step.

After meeting Yvette, he continued to behave weirdly.

Where and what she's doing.

What did she think, and who did she speak to.

Questions that he had never thought of would sometimes occupy his mind.

It wasn't like this until he first proposed to Yvette for an engagement.

But as time went by, he became more and more aware of her.

'Anyway, she has gone so far.'

Even though he was completely far from the party venue, Yvette still couldn't be seen in the end.

Noel let out a short sigh and swept up his hair.

'Looking at the stronger the light, it seems to be around here.'

It was then.

As Noel looked around, a large old tree suddenly came into view.

It was a tree that had been in place ever since he attended the academy.

"....It was still there."

Noel stepped forward as if he was charmed by something.

Looking at the tall old tree rising high as if to cover the sky reminded him of old memories.

* * * *

It was about seven years ago that Noel Aheron became the 'Duke of Aberon'.

His father, the previous Duke of Aberon, was a wasteful man with no concept of chastity.

As a result, Noel had five half-brothers above him.

Noel, who was the youngest, was pushed back by his brothers. All he could do was only keep his life alive.

So, To avoid the suffocating atmosphere of his family, he entered the academy as if running away.

Even there, Noel lived silently as if he were dead.

Because just having the last name of Aberon attracted many people's attention.

One day when he was holding his breath as if he were not there.

Noel got the news from newspapers that his whole family had been found dead.

It was Petrinne Aberon the 4th wife of the duke. The one who was identified as the culprit of this tragedy.

It was his mother.

[....Did you hear that? I heard that the Duchess of Aberon was arrested this time.]

[I heard it too. His Majesty the Emperor seemed to take this matter seriously.]

[Did she kill everyone by herself? It's not like there were only one or two people there.]

[Don't know. Maybe someone helped.]

Due to the tragedy of Duke Aberon, Noel's life changed drastically.

His mother, whom he regarded as the only one on his side, was imprisoned, and his relatives were desperate to bring him down somehow.

All the brothers who tormented him died, but the hell-like world wasn't over yet.

Noel then realized.

Just by holding his breath doesn't mean it could take his life.

As long as he's named Aberon, people will constantly try to kill him.

So, to survive, he had to trample them first.

At that moment, he realized that Noel firmly locked the door of his heart.

Then, without blinking an eye, he dealt with those who were against him one by one.

There was nothing to fuss about.

After all, he was imprinted by people as the son of a slaughter.

There was nothing to be bothered about when your reputation is already fallen to the bottom and gotten worse.

As he eliminated his enemies one by one, he became the 'Duke of Averon'.

The nobles feared him, but at the same time coveted his power.

Those who once didn't even pay attention to him. Now, have to kneel in front of him on their own.

From then on, Noel relentlessly pushed away those who approached him.

It's because their purpose was visible.

But only one person.

There was someone he couldn't understand its purpose even if that person had been by his side for a long time.

It was Yvette Blanche.

'…...Come to think of it. I first met her in front of that tree.'

Noel smiled and chuckled.

His first meeting with Yvette was not very special.

The two were asked to be interviewed by a newspaper company because they were seniors in their grades.

At that time, Noel was about to graduate and Yvette was a freshman just after entering the school.

The reporter offered to conduct the interview outdoors on the pretext of good weather, and Noel and Yvette readily agreed.

This is because, no matter how senior he is, it is better to be outside enjoying the wind than being confined In the classroom.

'At that time, she was on the quiet side.'

If his memory is correct, Yvette in the past was on the quiet side.

She didn't open her mouth at all, except for what the reporter asked.

Her face, which did not even have a slight smile, was not unfriendly but cool.

Because of that, the way the reporter looked at her was still good in front of him.

[Here's the last question. What's your dream?]

It was near the end of the interview.

The reporter asked the two obvious questions, and Noel lied in vain, saying he wanted to be a good lord.

It's because he knew that no one would be interested, even if he is being honest.

Unlike Noel, Yvette answered sincerely.

[Dreams require a future to be realized.]

There was an ageless resignation in her low-pitched voice.

In response to the unexpected answer, Noel looked back at Yvette without realizing it.

Then an empty gaze greeted him.

[I've never thought about the future. So, I don't even have any dreams.]

After saying those words, Yvette left first.

It was a rude leave, but no one caught her.

It was because the expression on her face, saying that she had no dreams, was colder than ever.

* * * *

'That's already seven years ago.'

Noel finished reminiscing and slowly swept the tree with his hand.

Even though years had passed, the old tree did not seem to have changed at all.

'Unlike someone.'

Noel clenched his fist.

At that time, he didn't understand Yvette's attitude.

But now, he knows why she was so cold.

It was as if Yvette had a fixed date of death from birth.

It was too harsh to tell a person about her future dreams.

'I should have asked her for a handshake at that time.'

Then Yvette would not have had to live with anxiety until now.

The thought that came to Noel's mind made him stop.

'......That's pretty serious.'

Since when did he start worrying about other people like this?

Noel, who had laughed spontaneously, turned his head.

And that moment.

As if it were reading his mind then, a familiar voice was heard not from far away.

-to be continued

Translated by Aria

Proofread by 3sha

Not 100% correct

Credit to the Author

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