Don't Touch My Thorn (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“I overheard someone talking.”
Idrish abruptly cut in on my reply.
“It must have been Robero.”
Robero was the chieftain of the wolf beastkin.
His voice, always cold, today alone carried unmistakable anger.
I glanced nervously between Idrish and Tesmilion. Being interrogated like a hedgehog caught between two tigers made my heart and liver feel like they were shriveling up.
“Quickly, tell us everything truthfully.”
I was going to tell them everything anyway… At Tesmilion’s urging, I stammered out my story.
“So, one of them seemed like the person who invaded here last time, and the other one… was Servian.”
“Servian? You can’t possibly mean the chieftain of the snake beastkin?”
Tesmilion frowned.
“Yes, specifically Ozar Servian.”
“That’s impossible.”
Tesmilion instantly denied my carefully considered answer.
“But it’s true!”
“Nonsense. Servian has no reason to attack us. Our families have maintained a bond for a long time. When we were driven from the throne, it was thanks to them that we weren’t completely wiped out and managed to survive like this.”
“But Percop is actually taking advantage of that very fact!”
“…What did you say?”
Both stared at me strangely. I clapped a hand over my own mouth.
Huh?
That wasn’t what I meant to say at all.
I’d meant to say that Percop was exploiting that bond.
“No, I mean, the moment Parapara starts Sirulu, they’re going to Bungbung Bangbang.”
No! Has my mouth gone mad?!
The moment I tried to say they planned to strike Artigrado from behind the instant war broke out, the words turned into strange alien gibberish.
“Honestly…”
Tesmilion looked at Idrish with an expression begging for an explanation. But even he couldn’t possibly understand what was going on—how could he, when I didn’t even know myself?
“Ozar. Oh, I can say this one. Servian. Pebbubb.”
Percop’s name had transformed into a bizarre screech.
“Pe… bbubb? What on earth is that vulgar sound? Are you mocking me right now!”
“No, it’s not like that…”
Could it be that I’m forbidden from revealing what I learned from the novel?
“It was Ozar who prepared to attack Rodrio!”
See? Things I witnessed myself come out just fine.
“But that was all because Siroruttak did Harorogung.”
I couldn’t get out the words that Percop had ordered it.
Tesmilion looked thoroughly furious, but thanks to that, I confirmed my hypothesis.
So I couldn’t speak the information I’d gained from reading the novel.
Ah, this makes it hard to explain that it was Servian’s doing—especially how to reveal that Ozar was merely tricked by Percop, and Percop himself was the mastermind.
My head ached with complexity.
I stole a glance at Tesmilion. His face had flushed bright red, clearly thinking my strange words were meant to mock him.
“You don’t seem to be in your right mind.”
“I am in my right mind! That just now wasn’t intentional—it was my mouth acting on its own…”
I shouted confidently. Beside me, Idrish shook his head slowly.
“Get that madwoman out of here at once. I don’t want to see her!”
“No, Lord! Please just listen a bit more. I definitely saw Ozar Servian—it’s just that it went Pongku Pongku Pyororong.”
Ugh. My head hurts.
I pressed my hands to my temples.
Just then, Idrish stepped forward, blocking me.
“My lord, I agree that this one isn’t in her right mind.”
What? You too?
“But it’s worth verifying. If not for Cecilia last night, we truly would have lost Rodrio.”
It was the first time Idrish had properly spoken my name. It was also the first time he’d taken my side. Of course, he’d agreed with Tesmilion’s opinion that I wasn’t sane… but in speech, it’s always the latter part that matters.
Stunned, I stared blankly at the back of Idrish’s head. He wasn’t looking at me, so I couldn’t guess his expression or thoughts.
Still, I was deeply moved.
He finally believes me!
Tesmilion, whose face had previously burned red from my words, now regained his usual calm composure.
“Yes, that’s true. But this… I simply cannot believe it. Servian wouldn’t do such a thing. For hundreds of years, they’ve shown unwavering loyalty to our Artigrado. Even during the rebellion, it was they who hid us here, shielding us from other beastkin. Without House Servian, we would have been exterminated long ago.”
But that’s not it at all!
Frustrated, I pounded my chest with my fists.
Tesmilion flinched and eyed me warily, but I couldn’t help it—I was just too frustrated.
To be deceived and yet unable to say you’re being deceived!
Tesmilion wasn’t entirely wrong. After the rebellion, it truly was Percop Servian, head of House Servian, who sheltered the barely surviving Tesmilion and Idrish.
Since loyal Servian had saved them again this time, how grateful and trustworthy they must seem! I understand that—I really do.
But they’re behind it all! Such wicked scheming!
In truth, House Servian was never truly loyal.
Especially Percop, the current head and Ozar’s father—he was an ambitious man who dreamed of kingship.
He exploited the king’s trust and the tigers’ characteristic indifference to bring down Artigrado.
Percop began sowing discord between the beastkin populace and the royal family. He cunningly twisted the people’s legitimate grievances into signs of rebellion against the crown, and punishments decreed by the king were carried out in even harsher forms.
Naturally, resentment toward House Artigrado grew steadily, until it finally collapsed in rebellion.
But the snake clan lacked the strength to immediately seize the throne left vacant by Artigrado’s fall.
Aguila, the eagle beastkin who’d earned great merit in the rebellion, and Robero, the wolf beastkin who’d stayed neutral and thus suffered the least, would never allow Servian to sit idle.
So Percop decided to spare Idrish and Tesmilion.
As a kind of counterbalance.
In other words, when the wolves, eagles, and tigers exhausted themselves fighting, Servian would swallow all power.
In fact, this plan nearly succeeds in the future.
Artigrado attacks the world as they incite, and the moment the world lies in ruins, Servian kills the remaining Artigrado and simply picks up the empty throne!
Goodness, but there’s no way for me to explain this.
Ah! If I can’t explain it, then they just need to see it for themselves and realize the truth. I’ll drop subtle hints, and Idrish will follow along and uncover the truth himself.
I pushed past Idrish and stepped forward before Tesmilion. Seeing my face, Tesmilion immediately scowled again.
Is my face really that repulsive…? Sob. I thought I was quite beautiful. Does this face just not work?
“If you don’t believe me, fine. Then let’s find out together. How about we start by identifying who owns the fang that injured Rodrio?”
Both stared at me intently, as if trying to gauge my meaning and intent.
It’ll be useless—they know I have no other motive!
I put on the most harmless, innocent-looking smile I could muster. Surely they couldn’t doubt me after seeing this smile…
“Get her out of my room!”
Oops. Failed.
Several days passed. Tesmilion and Idrish still seemed to be reviewing my proposal. Though I disliked the delay, I was grateful they hadn’t outright rejected it.
So I spent most of my time nursing Rodrio.
After the bleeding stopped, Rodrio’s complexion nearly returned to normal. Yet for some reason, he still hadn’t awakened. His wounds, too, seemed frozen in place, refusing to heal.
I stayed by Rodrio’s side all day—though at night I had to be with Idrish.
Looking at it this way, I’m practically the household’s personal physician! I should get a salary.
It was on one such anxious day that I gently lifted Rodrio’s head to adjust his pillow.
Rodrio’s eyelashes twitched.
Hmm? The wind?
I looked toward the wide-open window. The wind was especially strong today.
“I thought Rodrio moved! You startled me. Rodrio, wake up quickly. The weather’s so pleasant—if you wake up, the three of us can go on a picnic with Idrish…”
“Who… are you?”
“Huh? Huh!”
I jumped in surprise and dropped his little head right back down.
“Ow!”
Rodrio let out a sharp cry. His neck must have hurt from the sudden movement.
“S-sorry.”
I stared blankly at him like a dazed fool.
Then, slowly, I processed that he’d actually woken up.
“Rodrio!”
“W-who are you?”
Tears welled up at the sound of his weak voice.
“You’re awake? It’s me, the Thorn Demon Lord!”
“Thorn…?”
“Yes! The Thorn Thorn Great Demon Lord!”
It was terribly embarrassing to say that name myself, but I had no time for such thoughts now. Rodrio, who’d been scowling deeply, slowly opened his eyes and looked me up and down. Doubt flickered in his blue eyes.
“The Thorny Prickly Great Demon Lord…? Really?”
“Yes! It’s me, it’s me! Good heavens. You’re awake! What a relief, Rodrio. I was so worried—I thought you’d died from Gyaruruk Bangbang!”
“Gya… ruruk?”
“No, this isn’t the time for that. Wait—I have to tell Idrish too. Wait!”
Rodrio shouted something behind me, but I didn’t look back as I dashed out of the room.
“Where is Idrish!”
I bellowed loudly at passing servants. Bewildered by the unseemly commotion in the White Tiger’s estate, they still pointed me in the right direction.
He seemed to be at the outdoor training grounds.
I didn’t stop running, even after slipping twice on the slick marble.
“Idrish!”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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