The Tyrant Won’t Let Me Go

 

“Well…”

 

Cedric rolled his eyes nervously and couldn’t open his mouth.

 

Ciel smiled at him and said, “It’s okay. Tell me.”

 

When they made eye contact, his clear, crimson eyes appeared to be strawberry-flavored candy.

 

I then noticed it. When he tightly chews his supple lips, which he still hasn’t released.

 

“Thank you.”

 

“What?” asked Ciel.

 

Cedric took a step forward and said, “For being my teacher.”

 

He gave off a lovely floral aroma.

 

It had a light, pleasant aroma that wasn’t overbearing.

 

Cedric appeared to be around twelve years old, but to me, a twenty-three-year-old man, he was just a tiny child.

 

It wasn’t until we met, though.

 

In fact, he was taller than I was, and even though he appeared to be younger, his face had significant lines as if it had been carved with a knife.

 

“Oh, no! It’s natural, haha!”

 

Smiling awkwardly, I turned my head to the side.

 

‘Wow, no matter how young he was, I couldn’t ignore the sub-male’s beauty…’

 

To be honest, I felt like I’d be fascinated if I looked at his face a little longer.

 

“Still…”

 

He spoke in a strangely subdued voice.

 

“If you hadn’t been my teacher, I would have been abandoned.”

 

I couldn’t stop laughing. A heavy silence fell in the hallway.

 ‘Abandoned?’ 

By whom? Why?

 

Why? You are the crown prince of this Empire? Several questions swirled in my heart.

 

However, I couldn’t say that in front of him, with eyes that seemed to burst into tears at any moment.

 

‘What am I supposed to say?’

 

Before I could even draw a conclusion from the flood of thoughts, Cedric opened his lips to speak.

 

“So thank you.”

 

When he looked up once again, his eyes sparkled. Tears did not start to pour.

 

I discreetly observed him.

 

I had no idea what to say.

 

“Oh, right.”

 

Yes, it was at that time when I let my guard down.

 

Cedric placed his palm on my swollen cheek while feigning to have thought of anything.

 

Before coming to the palace, I got injured when I fell to the ground while confronting the director of the orphanage.

 “Huh?” 

Immediately after I accompanied him to the Imperial Palace, the mishap came to an end.

 

Cedric raised his hand slightly and spoke in a worried tone, “Here, does it hurt a lot here…?”

 

“Oh, no, that… it’s okay.”

 

Although I made an effort to act otherwise, my heart continued to race.

 

Cedric was applying a band-aid to my face while thoroughly examining it.

 

‘No, he’s a tyrant. He may look like this now, but this kid would be a tyrant causing a blood festival later on! Don’t be fooled.’

 

But unlike my thoughts, my body responded differently.

 

At once, I could feel the heat dumping to my cheeks.

 

“If you apply this, it would get better. Paul told me.”

 

Then he held out a small pouch tightly into my hand.

 

“Thank you…”

 

I don’t know why, but Cedric’s face turned red when he heard that.

 

“Well, then, bye! Ciel!”

 

“Uh, just now, wait a minute!”

 

Despite my cry to say something, he turned straight back, ran down the hall, and disappeared to the other side.

 

His ears grew red like balsam as he ran more quickly than a rabbit.

 

‘What in the world…?’

 

As I retracted my right hand, which had been stretched to stop Cedric from fleeing, I had an idea in mind.

 

⚔️

 

“Wow, it really works.”

 

I sat down on the chair, mumbled, and gazed at myself in the mirror.

 

The pouch that Cedric provided contained an ointment.

 

I applied it while appearing to be fooled, and as a result, the pain stopped and my swollen cheeks reduced slightly.

 

“So, this was what I looked…”

 

The broken impoverished house had no mirror, and neither did the orphanage.

 

So I saw my instinctive appearance for the first time today.

 

Around my waist, the heavy, silver hair waved in the wind. On transparent skin, it appeared to gleam because of how white it was.

 

Except for the swollen cheek after falling on the floor.

 

Above all, the eyes with a deep blue color like sapphire suit my taste.

 ‘Hey, how did they know that I like blue eyes?’ 

My mother did not have blue eyes, but we both had silver hair.

 

“Silver hair and red eyes, silver hair and gold eyes, and silver hair with gray eyes are all good, but silver hair with blue eyes was the best.”

 

Indeed, it was an appearance that suited the name ‘

Ciel’

, which means heaven.

 

I looked in the mirror and grinned, seeing this satisfying appearance, it was difficult to say that it was a mere commoner extra.

 

“Well, you’ve been struggling for days, and now you’ve got your life together.”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Ahhh!”

 

Amazed by the voice of Caliberne that suddenly interrupted my thoughts, I fell from the chair.

 

“Hey, you have to be careful. What are you so surprised about?”

 

It was strange. This wasn’t a voice in my head.

 

‘Where did the voice come from?’

 

Caliberne answered in a cheerful voice, perhaps reading my thoughts.

 

“Here, I’m here!”

 

The sword that was hung as a decoration on the wall was emitting a faint blue light.

 

“What, why are you talking there?”

 

“Because it’s comfortable to talk inside the sword. So, if you have a sword around, face the sword and talk to me.”

 

“No, couldn’t you do it in my head like before? I don’t want to be treated as a crazy person!” Ciel retorted.

 

“Well, it doesn’t matter because you’re the one being treated as a crazy person, not me,” said Calierne.

 

“What?”

 

As I was stroking my painful knees, Caliberne went on, not caring about my distorted face.

 

“Oh, it’s a nice room. 200 million kerta, you did one thing right.”

 

“What, were you listening?” asked Ciel.

 

“Well, who am I? I am the world’s best, only best sword Caliberne.”

 

As I was listening to it, I thought quietly.

 ‘Was Caliberne always that talkative?’ 

Caliberne continued to talk about what it wanted to convey while ignoring my query.

 

“Now that you see the prince every day, who was so hard to meet, and have decided to live in the palace, you’re living a good life now.”

 

I immediately refuted what Caliberne said, “No!”

 

‘It’s not a good thing to get involved with a future tyrant.’

 

Since the director was arrested, the original orphanage would not be maintained, and other orphanages who heard about me would not accept me.

 

In the end, if I didn’t accept this, I would have lived on the street begging.

 

I agreed because they offered to pay a huge salary in such a situation, but it was also a little uncomfortable to be involved with Cedric.

 

“What, why? He’s a very precious person, and he’s cute!” said Caliberne.

 

“I admit that he’s—”

 

“And he’s charming. He even brought you that ointment or something.”

 

The ointment that I applied was still on my face as I listened to Caliberne’s words, and stroked my cheek with a piece of band-aid.

 ‘He was definitely cute, but…’ 

My heart began to race once again as I thought of Cedric’s face and the way he was staring at me with his dazzling red eyes.

 “Sigh!” 

When I came to my senses, I slapped myself on the left cheek.

 

“Why, what’s wrong?”

 

Unconcerned with Caliberne’s startled voice, I thumped my head against the wall and screamed.

 

“Crazy! No! Apart from anything else, he’s only twelve years old!”

 

I’m twenty-three years old, but I get excited about a twelve-year-old boy.

 

“What’s wrong with you? Did you like him so much that you lost your mind?” asked Caliberne.

 

It felt like I was not different from a dangerous group of a dark crowd who says,

‘Hey, you’re really cute

’, when they see prey.

 

“Wake up! Eleven years apart, you’d be in prison if you were in past life! It’s bean-rice! Bean rice!”

 

(N: 콩밥 / Bean Rice, rice cooked with beans mixed in it. It was a prison meal. Ciel, yes, go to prison and eat bean-rice.)

 

After hitting her head a few more times, Caliberne muttered quietly.

 

“Prison?”

 

My head was sore.

 

“You, have you done anything wrong?” asked Caliberne.

 

Getting involved with Cedric was another problem in my life. Beyond that, however, I realized that it was also a matter of human conscience.

 

“Well, I’m not sure what’s going on, but it’s a good thing to sign a contract with that prince.”

 

“No, I mean, it’s true but…”

 

I replied by rubbing my forehead, which was sore.

 

“But you, you need to sign a contract anyway.”

 

I turned my head to the voice of Caliberne and questioned her, “What? What do you mean?”

 

“That contract, it’s a must for you.”

 

At first, Caliberne wanted to make it seem like a joke, but it didn’t seem like it.

 

Caliberne was speaking in a serious manner, as she had before, when I turned to face the orphanage director and the blue light flickered.

 

“Wait a minute. So if you were listening, why didn’t you say anything?”

 

Caliberne said with a sigh, “Oh my! Then what should I do? You should have them sign a contract.”

 

“No, what are you talking about? What happens if I don’t sign a contract?”

 

I have no way to know what Caliberne was talking about.

 

In the original story, the heroine’s absorption of Caliberne did not include any specific constraints, and there was no mention of the need for her to enter into a contract with another person.

 

Caliberne’s resonant voice broke through the jumble of thoughts swirling in my confused head.

 “You’re going to die from mana explosion.”