Chapter 22 - The Tyrant of the North (1)
Justia Yuri.
The third daughter of the Northern Grand Duke.
She was currently in my arms, covered in wounds all over her body.
These injuries were inflicted by her own parent, the Northern Grand Duke.
‘I need to get her treated quickly.’
If left in the cold like this, the pain from her wounds would worsen.
I lifted the girl in my arms and attempted to take her to a doctor in the city.
However, as I was about to leave the Justia family’s mansion.
A man with jet-black hair and eerie red eyes appeared.
“Stop. Where are you taking that? She needs to stay outside.”
“… Grand Duke Justia.”
Yuri’s father.
Justia Ivasten.
He was directing a faint but deadly aura towards me.
“I asked where you’re going. Young Marquis Sinclair.”
“… The girl is injured, so I’m taking her to a doctor for treatment.”
“A doctor… That won’t be necessary. Hand her over. She needs to be punished for her wrongdoing.”
Ivasten extended his hand to take Yuri from my arms.
I turned away, refusing to give her to him.
Seeing my refusal, Ivasten asked with a curious expression,
“Ha, are you going to resist? Are you not afraid of me?”
Honestly, I was afraid.
Ivasten was so strong that he earned the nickname ‘Black Demon of the Battlefield.’
However, I couldn’t hand over Yuri in her critical condition.
‘Even if I give Yuri to him, Ivasten has no intention of treating her.’
Even with skin lacerations or broken bones.
Ivasten would never treat Yuri.
No matter what happens.
In the novel, when Yuri tearfully asked why he wouldn’t treat her, Ivasten replied.
‘Why not treat you? If you start relying on medicine for treatment, your body will become dependent on it even if injured. You won’t be able to enhance your body’s natural healing ability. Even if treated with medicine, your weak body remains the same. A disgrace to the family. You don’t belong with our family.’
Yuri, with broken bones and wounds all over her body, would suffer in bed without proper treatment until she healed.
Yuri becomes a villainess due to the abuse from her family.
I couldn’t let her become a villainess, so I absolutely couldn’t hand her over.
“… I’m sorry, but this girl needs treatment.”
“I welcomed you here as a guest with good intentions, but I never imagined you would interfere with our family affairs.”
“I am merely doing what is necessary.”
“Necessary… It might seem so to you. But to our family, it is not.”
With those words, Ivasten reached out towards me.
Though I pride myself on my training, his punch was beyond my capacity to react.
Thus, I was struck in the abdomen by Ivasten’s fist and rolled in the white snow.
I could barely breathe.
“Ugh— Is this really how you should act towards a marquis’s son…?”
“I warned you. You did not listen. It’s all your responsibility, Damian. Go back to your family and report this to your parents if you wish. I don’tcare.”
“The rumors of you being a mad tyrant must be true…?”
“Didn’t you know? It’s not just a rumor but a fact. All nobles are aware of it.”
Ivasten glared at me with his murderous red eyes, then smiled and walked away.
He was holding Yuri by the nape with one hand.
His retreating figure resembled that of a giant bear.
‘Crazy genes… What was the author thinking, making the Northern Grand Duke like this…?’
And giving him the personality of a tyrant.
That was a body that shouldn’t belong to a tyrant.
‘Still, maybe because I’m a marquis, he held back a bit…’
I was still having a hard time breathing.
I held my aching abdomen and got up from the ground.
‘To prevent Yuri from becoming a villainess who massacres her entire family and turns out worse than Ivasten…’
Indeed.
The only way might be to get her out of this rotten family.
‘During my stay here as a guest…’
I had to save Yuri from this family.
Otherwise, she’d become a villainess as described in the novel.
‘If I’m lucky, I can plan an escape…’
To keep her heart from freezing in this frigid north, I needed to provide her with warmth.
I must be extremely careful to avoid the eyes of the mad Northern Grand Duke.
If I make a mistake, even with my status as a marquis, I could die at the hands of that tyrant.
In the novel, he was depicted as a devil in human form.
***
Justia Yuri.
As usual, she woke up feeling pain in her body after training.
However.
“Huh? Why am I at home instead of outside…?”
Unlike usual.
Her body was wrapped in strange cloth.
And her bruised body was covered with a slippery substance.
Seeing herself, Yuri was puzzled.
“What’s this? It’s not clothes…? And what’s this slippery stuff?”
Bandages and ointment.
Seeing these items for the first time in her life, Yuri was curious.
‘What’s this, and who did this to me? I even feel less pain.’
When she woke up after training.
She felt less pain than usual.
The bruises that used to burn like fire felt cool, and the broken bones hurt less when moving.
“Who could have…?”
Yuri’s mind was filled with questions.
After deep contemplation, she recalled the face of the last man she saw.
Hair as white as snow and blue eyes that shone like the ocean.
“I remember. Damian.”
Could he have done this to me?
To make me feel less pain?
Yuri placed her hand over her heart, feeling a peculiar sensation.
“I feel strange… It’s a warm and fuzzy feeling…”
Like having the soft stuffing of a cute doll inside her heart.
Yuri didn’t mind this feeling.
In fact, she found it rather pleasant.
It had been so long since she woke up without feeling pain that she couldn’t even remember when it last happened.
Yuri briefly enjoyed the lingering sense of peace, then suddenly began to move her body.
“I-I need to thank him. W-Where is that person?”
It’s only natural to express gratitude when you’ve received help.
Thinking this, Yuri dragged her bandaged, painful body and hurriedly tried to get out of bed.
But at that moment, a voice came from below the bed.
“Hmm… You’re awake?”
“Eek. Eek-! Who-“
As she woke up, Damian stood up from the floor.
Seeing his white hair, Yuri exclaimed in surprise.
“White hair… D-Damian!”
“Yes, I am Damian…”
“Ah. Ah… But why are you on the floor… No, wait. First of all…!”
Bowing her head deeply.
“Th-Thank you…! You helped me, right? I remember…!”
Ignoring her pain, Yuri bowed excessively to show her gratitude.
Damian was taken aback and quickly laid her back down on the bed.
“I’ll accept your thanks, but please calm down. Your body is in pain. Lie down and rest.”
“Even if it hurts, I shouldn’t rest…”
“… That’s the standard for those outside monsters. They heal in a day even if they get hurt.”
“That’s true. Unlike me, a failure… Our family is very strong…”
Yuri spoke in a gloomy tone, lowering her head without confidence.
She still didn’t understand the situation. Nor did she know much about the man in front of her, Damian.
So, to satisfy her curiosity, she asked.
“You said your name is Damian, right…?”
“Yes, Damian. Sinclair Damian.”
“Sinclair Damian… Ah, I know Sinclair.”
“What? You know me?”
“Y-Yes. My father often compared me to you. He’d say, ‘A genius was born in another family, and what are you, a piece of trash…’ So I remember the Sinclair Family.”
“…”
Damian was at a loss for words at Yuri’s response.
However, as he continued talking to her,
He realized something.
‘Her personality is completely different from the one I read about in the novel.’
Yuri’s childhood in the novel depicted her as authoritative and silent.
But the Yuri standing before Damian now was just a pure and kind girl.
‘How…’
How much did the Justia family torment her?
To turn a girl who remained kind even after such abuse into the character described in the novel?
Damian knew from brief descriptions how severe her experiences would be.
However, recalling the abuse she had just endured made him think that was just the tip of the iceberg.
As the atmosphere grew somber, Yuri realized her actions and became flustered.
“Oh! Did I talk about something too serious…? Ha, haha… I’m sorry. I’m not very good at talking…”
Damian didn’t want to affirm her worries. He replied kindly.
“No, it’s just that I’m not very talkative.”
“Oh, I see… You’re the quiet type… But, what are these things?”
Flutter!
Yuri curiously flapped the bandages.
Seeing this, Damian spoke with a bit of pity in his voice.
“The white cloth is a bandage. It’s used to cover wounds or to keep broken bones from moving.”
“And what about this slippery stuff?”
“It’s ointment. When you apply it to a wound, it heals quickly without stinging.”
“Oh, I see… So this is what treatment is like… I’ve only heard about it, but experiencing it feels strange, hehe…”
Yuri scratched her head with an awkward smile.
“Thank you again for treating me…”
Despite having black hair and red eyes like Ivasten.
Yuri was soft, unlike her tyrannical father.
Which made Damian even more certain.
Living in this family would be unbearable for her.
‘With this personality, there’s no way she can endure life in the Justia Family. Even in the novel, she couldn’t withstand it and became a villainess.’
Therefore.
She must escape from here.
Just as Damian resolved to help Yuri flee, and was about to voice his plan.
Knock! Knock!
A maid’s voice came from the other side of the door.
“My lady, if you’re awake, come to the dining hall immediately. If you cannot, there will be no dinner for you tonight.”
A calm message which threatened starvation.
The maid left immediately after delivering the harsh message.
Yuri laughed bitterly at the situation.
“Haha, in this state, even Young Master Damian would have trouble, right…? Thank you for the treatment… But someone like me, a failure… shouldn’t accept help…”
Yuri began unwrapping the bandages that Damian had applied.
She got out of bed with a twisted smile and headed towards the door.
Turning back, she gave Damian a sorrowful smile.
“Please don’t tell anyone you treated me… You’ll end up like those who helped me before… So please…”
Think of me as someone who doesn’t exist.
With that, Yuri limped out of the room towards the dining hall.
Her forlorn figure left Damian deep in thought.
‘This is insane. This situation is beyond anything I imagined.’
Yuri’s life was far more brutal than he had anticipated.
She was in an environment that would inevitably turn her into a villainess.
‘I need to get her out of here quickly.’
Thinking this, Damian walked towards the dining hall where the entire family would be gathered.
His steps were heavy unlike usual.