Chapter 1.2 - Kind and Cruel (2) (1/2)

Chapter 1: Kind and Cruel (2)

The Heilon were a representative family of the Empire, who had defended the northern territory for a long time. The head of the Heilon family was Duke Abel Heilon and he was known for being very tough and merciless. Just like the commander who drives the front line.

Yeah, this was also the setting that I wrote.

…. And now, I was forced by my parents and my older siblings to go to the northern territory which was ruled by that ruthless Duke Abel Heilon.

“I dug my own grave….”

As soon as I arrived at the northern territory, the first place that I went to was the castle of Duke of Heilon. Like the members of Heilon, the castle gave off a tremendous sense of pressure. On the outside, it was similar to the Demon Castle in the story. It was beyond huge and had towering spires and walls that looked like a mountain range.

“Ha.. my life.” From here on, I would be alone, I could guess that this new job would not be easy. I believe that the workload that I would receive would be a heavy amount. No, maybe before that happens, I’d be kicked out because they didn’t need a kid. Yes, of course, I was just a useless kid.

In the story, Duke Abel Heilon was an important supporting role. More precisely, he was the helper of the male protagonist, Sigren. He was quite popular among readers as a great middle-aged character that helped the main character at every important moment. At the beginning of the book, he was described as in his late 30s. But, now, since it was six years before the beginning of the book, he roughly was in his early 30s.

If a problem were to ever arise, due to his close relationship with them, Abel’s fate would always be in favor of the main characters. But the truth was, his personality was just sh*t. Now, being much younger than in the original timeline of the story, he was literally in his wildest phase.

I wondered whether I, Fiona, who was going to be the villainess, could handle that horrible character.

“Come this way.”

The knight who guided me inside the castle stopped. I looked up at the door in front of me. It loomed over me, in front of it I was a mere dwarf. I was sure about where this door would lead me; it should be the entrance to the room where I was going to meet the Duke.

“Open the door.” The knight leading me gave the order to the two soldiers who appeared to be the door guards. As the two soldiers were pushing the huge door, it opened slowly with a heavy creak. I blinked slowly at the scene unfolding before.

The inside room’s interior was made out of hard stones that had been carved. The splendor of the room exuded magnificence. However, overall it felt cold. There was a young man sitting in a huge chair in the middle of the room. The young-looking man had hair as white as snow and eyes as blue as a piece of ice. The face itself was beautiful, one that would sharply impress itself in someone’s mind. Surprisingly, the face gave the feeling of an intelligent intel officer rather than a strong warrior. However, he indeed gave the terrifying pressure as someone who governed the rough northern area.

I gulped down my saliva.

That man was Abel Heilon, the character who later became the mentor of the male lead, Sigren. As soon as he met my eyes, he frowned.

“I’ve definitely heard a new mage is coming to apply.”

The words that followed were so cold that it gave me goosebumps on the nape of my neck and arms.

“What the hell is this skinny little thing?”

Well, the dark future days were waiting for me.

***

“I’m Fiona Green.” In spite of the harsh response I got, I greeted him with the utmost courtesy.

Abel without changing his expression turned his head to a man who appeared to be his close aide to him. “Jeron, what the hell is going on here?”

That ‘Jeron’ man was a young man who appeared to be in his mid-20s. He looked at me once with a puzzled expression and turned to Abel back again. “I’ve heard that Count Green sent a mage who was his immediate blood, but….” Jeron too, seemed to be at a loss for words, unable to make sense of the skinny kid in front of him.

Well, that was not completely incorrect. I am a direct blood relative, although an illegitimate child, and I do know how to use magic.

Abel gritted his teeth. “Are you saying that the answer to the last order is this little kid?”

Abel then rose from the chair, his thick cloak fluttered. His expression grew darker, the longer he studied me. His blue eyes made me feel like I was trapped in a winter blizzard.

“At least, now, I can see, he thinks we’re ridiculous. After this damn war, I will get rid of that Green family.”

Oh, I’m screwed, father. The strongest Duke in the north must be very angry.

But, honestly, I didn’t care that much about what would happen to the Green family in the future. Rather, the main problem was I had to face Abel who was on the verge of exploding in anger.