Is it not permissible for a villain to enjoy rolling [17]?
The next morning.
Cayenne Palace was bustling with activity.
Servants clean the windows and floors, prepare food, and search the palace.
They were preparing to receive Calin Cain.
'Has it been five years since his last visit?'
Hwan wondered to himself as he supervised the servants.
Kalin Kayin, uncle of Martha, Arkle, and Naran.
He was the one who raised the three brothers after the death of their Cain parents.
After Martha became the head of the house, Calin left the palace, but his traces still remain everywhere.
Even the reaction of Erkel and Naran upon hearing the news of his return was the best evidence of this.
'...This is the first time I've seen them get so upset.'
At first glance, Arkell seemed indifferent, but Huan, who had served him for so long, realized that he had slipped at that moment.
Huan silently raised his glasses.
He himself had not lived in the palace when Calin was there, so he did not fully know the atmosphere of those days.
But…
'They were not welcoming.'
This was not the face of someone who was happy about his uncle's return.
Naran was also in a similar situation.
'As soon as he heard the news, his face suddenly turned black.'
Maybe that's why he lost his mind and became upset when he heard about Lizzie's return.
Whatever his attachment to her, this was not usual behavior on his part.
It seems that the news of Kalin's return was a huge shock to him.
'What kind of person is he?'
Huan swallowed anxiously.
At that moment, the sound of the wheels of a cart that stopped in front of the gate rang out.
He has arrived.
Arkell had descended the stairs and headed towards the entrance.
The servants stood in single file, while Arkell fixed his gaze on the gate without uttering a word.
“Open.”
Two maids opened the gate, and a middle-aged man, with black hair and eyes, entered.
Arkle bowed in greeting to him, and all the servants bowed in turn.
“Nothing has changed here.”
The man muttered as he stared around the palace.
“Neither do you.”
Then he smiled slyly at Arkell.
“…….”
“Where is the housewife?”
“Big sister went to the capital for a while.”
"So, then. And where is the little one?"
He meant Naran.
After a moment of silence, Arkell replied:
“Since yesterday, his health has not been well, and he has been in his room.”
Calin furrowed his brow slightly when he heard that.
“Won’t my nephew welcome me after years of absence?”
“...Let's start with the food first.”
“No, before that.”
Kalin interrupted, a crooked smile appearing on his lips.
“I heard news from you. You bought the Onesil Mine?”
Arkle nodded silently.
“Huh, you've really grown up, nephew—”
Then he put his arm on Arkell's shoulder.
“It feels great. That baby who was clinging to me has grown into this dependant.”
“…….”
“And I heard another funny piece of news as well. That your sister recently did something reckless?”
Callen said in an amused tone.
"The world outside is abuzz. I overheard that it exists inside the palace as well..."
Arkell knew immediately what his uncle meant.
And his voice lowered unconsciously:
“This is not possible.”
I haven't said anything yet, my nephew. Isn't your response a little harsh?
“Even if you were my uncle, I wouldn't let you meet her. “My responsibility is to protect her.”
“Haha – my nephew. She's just a hostage, not a guest of honor. As long as we don't kill it, its value remains the same. Safety is not important.”
“It's important.”
Arkle answered without hesitation, making Kalin raise an eyebrow in surprise.
Their gazes met in the air for a moment.
“…I thought you were still the same.”
“…….”
“But you seem to have grown up a little.”
Then Calin burst out laughing loudly:
“Anyway, let's go eat!” “I ran all the way until I almost starved to death.”
Arkell turned to guide him to the dining hall, while Calin followed him with a meaningful smile.
'Huh, do you think I won't find it if you hide it?'
He knows the palace better than anyone else.
'A little searching and I'll see her quickly.'
He licked his lips in obvious anticipation.
He has a lot of things he wants to do with Lizzy Alheim, the so-called Saint of Alheim.
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After the battle of Naran and Arkle, I still couldn't move my room.
Arkle left the choice up to me.
'Should I be next to Naran's room or next to Arkel's room...?'
Normally it wouldn't have made a difference, but as I watched their fight, the choice became a bit awkward.
'Won't the one I didn't choose get angry?'
After seeing their fight yesterday, I realized something clearly.
They are more childish and simple than I imagined.
I did not rule out that they would pamper me just because I did not choose one of them.
'Arkel is basically not good at expressing his feelings, so if he shrinks above that, he might never talk to me again...'
But choosing Arkell meant that Naran might not give me that adorable smile anymore, which was sad.
While I was rubbing my forehead in confusion, I heard a knock on the door.
'Maybe breakfast.'
She opened the door without suspicion, and found a strange man standing outside it.
A middle-aged man with black hair gave me a wide smile.
“Oh, as I expected, the place is right!”
'Who is this?'
She stared at him in amazement, and he said in a cheerful tone:
“Don't worry, miss, I'm not a suspicious stranger. “I am the uncle of the masters of this palace.”
So this is Kaline Kaine.
I gave him a searching look, and he seemed surprised by my reaction.
“I was about to tell you not to be afraid, but you don’t seem afraid.”
It is true that I am often accused of being fearless.
“Anyway, I heard that on your first day here you didn’t eat anything and just cried until you developed a fever to the point that Arkeel himself went to get you medicine...”
Kalin said, staring at me suspiciously from head to foot.
“But now, you don't look at all like a weak, dying girl.”
‘Natural. Whoever was dying was me in my previous life. Now I am in the best health I have ever been in.”
And not only physically, but also psychologically.
It is true that some big and small events happened, but now I live in a family that is my favorite from my favorite novel.
Certainly, this is much better than my previous life where all I could do was breathe like a dead body.
“I live well and happily.”
Kalin seemed surprised by my answer.
It seemed like he intended to confuse me, but I was the one who confused him.
“So? Looks like little Arkle is taking good care of you...”
He muttered to himself.
“Can I come in for a moment? I have something I want to tell you.”
I said lightly:
“My mother and father said not to bring in strangers I don’t know.”
He laughed too and said:
"Don't worry. It was your father in particular who asked me to deliver something to you."
Lizzy Alheim's father?
I opened my eyes in surprise and looked at his face.
'He doesn't seem to be lying...'
Did House Alheim finally learn that Lizzy is here in House Cain?
“Come in.”
I will check myself.
However, Kalin Cayin has no reason to hurt me.
“A tactful girl who understands words. Truly, a good daughter.”
He entered the room and sat on the edge of the bed and said:
“Excuse me, my back hurts as I get older.”
Then he took out a small paper bag from his clothes.
Inside was a letter envelope sealed with the seal of Alheim with a small bird on it.
He handed it to me and said:
“Come on, it's yours.”
I took the envelope from him.
There was no sign of it being opened.
“Rest assured, I did not touch him. I was paid handsomely just to deliver the message.”
Just as I expected.
Now I was confident that he had sold information about Lizzie to Alheim, and had even taken an extra fee for delivering the message.
Kalin smiled contentedly, as if confirming my suspicions.
“I have finished my task. But would you please allow me to rest a little before I go? Coming up here exhausted me. I also want to chat with you and get closer.”
I looked at him silently, and he added:
"I won't stay long anyway. I have to go pet my nephew."
“And what exactly do you want to know?”
I asked him directly.
He looked surprised again.
But I continued speaking calmly:
“Your staying means you have something you want to hear from me. So ask directly.”
'I don't even intend to be friends with this uncle.'
He stared at me for a long time and then burst out laughing.
“Haha! Ron Alheim’s worry was needless. You’re much cuter than I expected.”
Then he changed his look and asked seriously:
“Do you really have the power to heal? All you have to do is touch the wound and it will heal...?”
I nodded.
His eyes sparkled sharply.
“Can you prove it here and now?”
“Try cutting off your arm.”
Oh... I didn't mean to say it, I was just thinking it.
But instead of being annoyed, Kalin laughed out loud, perhaps he liked the contrast between my bold statement and my calm tone.
“That's right. You asked for something ridiculous without really hurting me. Excuse me. Anyway, it seems that you have no intention of getting close to me.”
"completely."
'How did he know?'
I answered him frankly, and he laughed out loud again.
“I liked it though, girl. It’s a shame you don’t reciprocate. I’ll leave you now to check on your letter.”
He stood ready to leave, but he smiled a malicious smile as he muttered:
“An exciting ability to test... We will meet again.”
As in the original novel, he was a man of a mysterious nature and suspicious shadows.
'But...what might have been written in this letter?'
I quietly opened the envelope and began to read the words written in small, compact handwriting.
Its content was something difficult to believe.
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Translated by: Snow
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