“What’s this? What’s wrong with this book?”
Tezen was making a fuss from the morning.
I yawned and looked away, pretending not to know.
“Why is it torn like this…”
Tezen frowned and turned to look at me.
“Slave, do you know why this book is like this?”
How foolish. No matter how hard you ask me, there’s only one thing I can say.
“Kyung.”
Of course, I did the deed yesterday, but I trusted the scatterbrain of a spoiled fourteen-year-old boy.
He would definitely look for it busily and then forget about it at some point.
“What is it… Did my magic go out of control while I was sleeping?” I shook my head, listening to Tezen’s completely useless worries.
“Now I can’t even sleep comfortably. Those with power are always suffering.”
It was a voice filled with anguish, genuinely believing he was a great wizard.
‘Wow. I should have trusted his arrogance, not his scatterbrain.’
While I was clicking my tongue inwardly, Tezen rummaged through the entire room, supposedly looking for the torn pages.
And I, leaving that utterly useless act behind, began to hide the chestnuts that the maid had left for me in the corner of the room.
Even though I knew there was no need to hide them, I kept compulsively hiding food in the corner. It seemed to be instinct.
“Ah… it’s not here. How far did it move with my magic?”
After searching here and there for a while, Tezen got tired and lay down on the bed, panting.
Then, he looked at me with arrogant eyes and said.
“Hey, come and calm me down.”
‘What is he saying? What does he want me to calm down?’
I frowned and looked back at him, still diligently carrying food to the corner.
“I’m a little tired because I used too much magic.”
Well, it seems like you used your stamina, not your magic… When I tilted my head, Tezen burst into anger.
“Why aren’t you coming quickly? How much did my mother pay for you? You have to earn your keep!”
I couldn’t calm down a tired person, but Tezen was being too loud.
So, I sighed once and ran to him, placing my paw on his forehead with a thud.
“Hmm.”
Tezen muttered, tilting his head.
“Is this calming me down?”
No, it couldn’t be.
“Just stay there for now, slave. It feels like my breathing is calming down a bit.”
That’s because you’re lying down and resting, you idiot.
But there was no need to upset Tezen, so I lazily put my paw on his forehead.
‘I wonder if Johan is reading a book. I think I tore up all the parts Tezen was reading. Since I can’t read, I can’t tell if I brought them to him correctly.’
I tilted my head and thought.
‘We have to help each other for the next 50 days, but it’s so inconvenient because we can’t communicate.’
It was then.
With a patter, patter, the sound of rain began to fall.
“Huh?”
Tezen’s eyes, which had been drooping with exhaustion, widened. “Is it raining?”
His voice was full of anticipation.
Unlike when he was annoyed all morning about the missing book, his voice was very excited.
‘What is it? Is he a worm? Does he go crazy when it rains?’
As I was sneering inwardly, Tezen put me on his shoulder and ran excitedly to the window.
“Slave, I’ll show you something fun.”
“Kyooowoong?”
Tezen grinned and pointed to the garden outside the window.
“On rainy days… the patient’s walk begins.”
“Kyooowoongoong!”
I was so dumbfounded by the sight before me that I slammed on the window.
“Are you excited too?”
Tezen chuckled and tapped my head. It was more like hitting than tapping, and my small head rang.
But that wasn’t important right now. The scene outside the window was too miserable.
“Kyoowoong!”
I was angry as if I was dumbfounded, but my feelings couldn’t be conveyed.
“Isn’t it fun? Huh?”
In the garden, Johan was being led around by a maid, getting soaked in the rain.
If it were a normal situation, there was no way Johan would be dragged around by such a maid. He was tall and had a solid build for a sixteen-year-old boy.
But Johan was in a situation where his whole body was aching as if it was being torn apart, even if he stayed still.
So, he was staggering and barely moving his feet as the maid dragged him along.
The maid was even holding an umbrella.
“He’s sick, but the doctor said it’s good for him to get some rain.”
What kind of disease requires you to get rained on on purpose!
“His body gets chilly, and his stamina drops, which is very good.”
Is that a treatment! I stared blankly at Tezen’s spiteful face, dumbfounded.
Seeing Tezen enjoying it so much, it seemed like everyone in this mansion knew that this was a quack treatment.
“Well, now that our poor brother is taking a walk, I should go too.”
Tezen rolled up his sleeves and ran out of the room.
Left alone in the room, I slammed on the window once more with a heavy heart.
No, it’s not enough to neglect a sick child due to magic going out of control, but to torment him like that….
‘It’s obvious. They’re trying to make him weaker by making him even more sick.’
If he keeps getting rained on in such thin clothes in this weather, he’s bound to catch a cold.
I hadn’t known Johan for very long, but I felt the compassion and anger that any human would feel.
Besides, Johan was a kind and gentle, really pure child. It was sad that he would grow up to be a villain later on.
‘But if he keeps rolling and rolling like that… it’s natural for his personality to become nasty. How can a child grow up straight and upright in that environment.’
Thinking of Johan’s pathetic purple eyes and sad smile, I immediately came to a conclusion.
‘Innocent, Johan is innocent! Anyway, innocent!’
I shook my head, thinking about the later part of the original story where he plots all sorts of schemes to get the heroine.
‘What should I do? If Tezen joins in, it’s going to be even more painful.’
Since Tezen had run out, something even worse would probably happen.
There was no more to think about.
I grabbed some acorns and slipped out through the crack in the window, landing on a nearby tree with a whoosh.
My plan was to deal with the maid holding him before Tezen arrived.
Johan bit his lower lip in pain, feeling the raindrops hitting his skin.
The worst thing for a wizard whose magic is going out of control was hypothermia [dangerous drop in body temperature].
Hyrad’s doctor, who had been bribed by Ella, must have known this fact and prescribed this treatment.
If you could even call it a prescription.
And showing Johan’s miserable appearance in front of the servants so publicly was also meant to show who the current owner of Hyrad was.
Fortunately, thanks to the squirrel deity who had been visiting him these days, the pain was much less than last time.
“Let’s go around a couple more times, young master.”
The maid, who was leading him, said indifferently as he couldn’t even muster any strength in his body from being rained on.
“There, just a moment… just a moment to rest…”
Johan pleaded, panting, but there was no way the maid would listen to him.
Ella and Tezen would also be watching him being dragged around the garden from somewhere.
“No, young master. You have to get healthy.”
There was no one on his side in this mansion.
His father, Duke Hyrad, had been on the battlefield for over 10 years.
And everyone was guessing that the war in the South was far from over. Moreover, the Empire was clearly losing, and casualties were mounting.
Duke Hyrad would probably have a hard time returning home in the future.
Therefore, the entire Duke’s residence was practically in Ella’s hands, and Johan’s fate was sealed.
The only reason he could continue to barely survive was this.
If Duke Hyrad were to die in battle, another person would have to be sent to the battlefield according to the obligations of the nobility.
Ella didn’t even want to think about sending Tezen to that death trap.
Therefore, she wanted to make Johan weaker and weaker, leaving him in the castle like a spare, barely alive.
“Now, let’s go quickly.”
Johan gritted his teeth, glaring at the back of the maid’s head.
It would be even more painful when Tezen came soon.
Because whenever a walk was conducted on a rainy day like this, his half-brother, Tezen, would appear and commit all sorts of atrocities.
‘…Let’s endure.’
In the past, he had only writhed in pain, but now he had hope.
If the squirrel deity continued to calm him down, if he could just organize all this overflowing and rampant magic, so that he could use magic.
Then everyone in this mansion would kneel at Johan’s feet.
He also knew that his magic was enormous.
‘Tonight… it will get better when the squirrel comes….’
He gasped, thinking of the squirrel that had put its paw on his forehead.
And naturally, light brown hair, round pink eyes, and a cute face came to mind.
Suddenly, a strange emotion surged up.
So, the squirrel and he were just using each other….
Johan braced himself, telling himself that it was too much of a leap to think that the squirrel was on his side.
It was then.
“Aah! My eyes!”
Suddenly, the maid who was leading him screamed and covered her eyes.
Johan suddenly raised his head.
An acorn flew quickly from somewhere and hit the maid’s other eye as well.
Johan unknowingly stared blankly at the acorn rolling on the floor.