Vol. 4 Chapter 2.2 - My honowable defianse toward confronting the disrespekful illllegal inhabitant
All my hopes were shattered. I was drowning in a flood of frustration. How could I walk away when I had a spellbook right in front of me that could drive this demon away? A great swamp of despair rose up below my knees. But this is not all. I still have countless hours left. A far longer time than the time granted to the aged demon. There are times when one must retreat for the glory of tomorrow. I must not let go of all hope already.
Also, this book is not yet decipherable; it may be a premature rush. Even if it was embarrassing, maybe I should have completed the punishment of and obtained the <Children’s Dictionary>.
Tsk. I let out a low, serious swear word: “Idiot.” Fortunately, he didn’t seem to hear it. I had to turn around, leaving the book carrying the golden key right in front of me. Just before opening the door while carrying my paper and coloured pencils, I asked him, because at least I needed to know the reason for today’s failure.
“But father, how did you know that book was there?”
Uuuuuk. My way of speech sounded full of sucking up. This must have been influenced by that man’s henchwoman, Eurea. However, using this way of speech had a big effect on that man. He would always reply with full sincerity. I continued my miserable life of selling my pride to survive. He raised his head and smiled at me. He pointed the tip of his pen at the bookshelf.
“There’s an empty space over there.”
“How can you tell? There are so many books.”
“Because every book on that shelf is mine. I remember what goes where.”
Ah, no way. So that Classic is owned by that man? What a failure... While I stammered in shock, he smiled delightfully.
“I’m very glad you’re interested in the law. You’re my son, after all.”
“Ah...... ahahaha, of course, father.”
Despite my joyful exterior, I was weeping inside. I wanted that book because I had heard the old butler say that it contained all the laws of the world. Every injustice in matters between individuals is to be judged by the laws contained in that book, and I risked using an unauthorized ladder in the study to drive that man away........
“This book is far too difficult for you to read when you haven’t even tackled the complete works of children’s literature yet, and you could drop that heavy book and hurt yourself badly, so don’t touch it in the future. As punishment for using the study ladder without permission, you will double your spelling memorization today.”
My mother, who finally had been expecting another sibling after Eurea, had been getting tired lately, so he went to bed early. Just as I was obliged to watch over Eurea at night, my father was obliged to watch over my pregnant mother and unborn brother, so they slept together. While my mother slept, my father stayed up late, so I thought he could read me a story. Naively, I ran to my mother’s room, having no idea what that man was doing.
As if to foreshadow the day’s disaster, the thunder and lightning never ceased, and, fed up with the howling and creepy sounds of the driving rain and wind, I forgot to knock and opened the door. The thunder rumbled so loudly that the click of the doorknob went unheard, even by me, standing so close.
It was dark in the large room. All the lights were out, and the huge glass windows rattled against the rain beyond the unclosed curtains. I took a step in, clutching the storybook tightly. I could see a not-so-bright yellow light at the far end of the fairly large room.
In the light of a small lantern on the bedside table, I could see my mother, with his large belly and legs spread wide, clinging limb from limb to the so-called my father, tearfully begging for forgiveness.
It was the first time I had ever seen my mother cry.
My mother is Aeroc Teiwind, the famous Count of Teiwind. Outwardly, he was an Alpha, but when he met my father, he had fallen in love and changed his body into an Omega. Always grand and graceful, my mother was a high-ranked aristocrat, respected by all, but he was also a person of great beauty and pride, never allowing his emotions to show.
And that Count was now sprawled under the big man, like a helpless teddy bear, his limbs barely covering his rounded, swollen belly, and sobbing frantically.
“Uhhh... Ngh... Kloff, no more. Aaaah. I can’t. I’m going, to die, ngh.”
“No. Keep holding on.”
“You demon.”
My mother pleaded, his eyes filled with tears, but that man had no mercy and bit him at the nape of the neck like an animal. My whole limbs trembled. Like a demon from a fairy tale, that man had not only bitten my mother’s throat, but he had also ripped through the buttons of his thin nightgown and swallowed his breasts, which held the milk for the unborn sibling, in one bite. I dropped the book as another scream burst from my mother’s throat.
That’s when he froze. My mother, who had been gasping in pain, also stopped at once, as if he had been cursed. The moment they both turned this way at the same time, I was so frightened that I started running like a coward.
Ah, unable to save my dear mother, I stumbled back to my room, tears streaming down my face, and hid in my bed, sobbing under my breath. No matter how much lightning crashed outside, and the subsequent thunder pounded my eardrums, all I could hear was my mother’s screams.
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