I Became The Sword Of The Sword-Obsessed Male Lead (18 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 13
“What’s your real reason for wanting to go to the banquet?”
There was only one reason I wanted to go to the banquet.
Nocturne Frey.
The sole joy of my past life before I was reincarnated.
Though merely a supporting character in the novel, to me he was no different from the protagonist.
If I missed this chance to see Nocturne, I felt I’d regret it for the rest of my life.
That’s why I’m going!
‘I can’t possibly say that out loud.’
Dietrich would surely start questioning how I even knew about Nocturne in the first place.
Since I couldn’t tell him I’d read about him in a novel, I had to come up with some other excuse.
Beneath Dietrich’s gaze—so intense it made breathing difficult—I barely managed to part my trembling lips.
“I heard a rumor!”
“What?”
“I heard the Viscount Frey’s young master is incredibly handsome, so I wanted to go to the banquet!”
Sometimes the direct approach was the simplest way to solve a problem.
Recalling something Julian had once told me, I continued,
“I heard rumors he’s so breathtakingly handsome that noble ladies lose their senses—so I became really curious! You know I’ve been stuck in that cave and haven’t had much chance to see people.”
“So you committed the outrageous act of sneaking into my bedroom just to see Nocturne?”
“Yes! I really did it just to see Viscount Frey’s young master.”
I thought I’d made it perfectly clear I had no ulterior motives, yet Dietrich’s expression somehow looked even worse than before.
Judging by his deeply furrowed brows, his mood had clearly soured.
“Ha, so you did it all just to see Nocturne Frey.”
Suddenly, Dietrich turned sharply in his seat and strode over to pick up Harpe.
Harpe—my true body—still gleamed magnificently, its brilliant green gem sparkling radiantly as ever.
“Well then, since you want it so badly, I’ll take you along.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I’ll bring you with me.”
I hadn’t expected him to agree so easily—I clapped my hands and jumped up and down in excitement.
“Wow! I’m so thrilled!”
“But.”
“But?”
He tilted his head slightly and wickedly curved the corners of his mouth upward.
“Say thank you.”
Upon witnessing that supremely arrogant expression, I froze on the spot.
Saying “thank you” itself wasn’t hard—but being ordered to say it with that infuriating look on his face filled me with absolute reluctance.
“You don’t want to?”
“But it’s not like I’m doing this just because I want to! It’s good for you too, so why…?”
“Well, I don’t really care if I don’t take it.”
With practiced nonchalance, Dietrich shrugged and placed the sword back on the table as if he truly wouldn’t be taking it after all.
A sudden sense of urgency washed over me. I bit my lip hard and tried to calm myself down.
‘It’s okay, you can do this. Harpe—what’s so hard about saying thank you?’
“Then I suppose I’ll take my leave now.”
“Wait!”
I met the beautiful eyes of my ill-tempered contract partner.
Then I squeezed my eyes shut and shouted,
“Thank you!”
“Oh?”
“Yes! I’m tearfully grateful you’re taking me along!”
“I’ll accept that sentiment.”
Ugh, how infuriating.
Dietrich was absolutely masterful at grinding my nerves to dust.
“Stay quietly inside the sword. Don’t even think about causing trouble.”
“Of course! I’m not that stupid.”
“I should hope not. Anyway, you can’t freely enter or leave this sword at will anymore.”
At his words about being unable to enter or exit the sword freely, I couldn’t help my jaw from dropping open in shock.
‘I had no idea!’
Back when I was alone in Hermes Cave, I could slip into and out of the sword as much as I pleased.
Now that I thought about it, ever since Dietrich broke into the cave and called my name, I hadn’t once tried entering the sword on my own.
If what Dietrich said was true, then I could only enter or exit the sword when summoned by him.
“That can’t be!”
“Feel free to test it yourself.”
Dietrich tossed Harpe onto the bed as if flinging it away, then turned abruptly and walked off without a shred of hesitation.
He must have been preparing for the banquet—already wearing a white shirt with a cravat tied neatly around his neck.
How rare to see a noble’s heir fastening his own cravat without any maid or aide present.
Overwhelmed by conflicting emotions I couldn’t quite place, I quickly lowered my head.
Staring blankly at Harpe lying on the bed, I squeezed my eyes shut tight.
I imagined entering the sword just as I used to inside the cave.
“Huh?”
Just as Dietrich had said, I was still standing in his room.
‘Good grief—it really doesn’t work anymore.’
It worked before I met Dietrich, but not after.
From what I could guess, Harpe—the Delgado family’s heirloom sword—must have truly formed a contract the moment it encountered a blood descendant of the house.
My half-hearted lie about being bound to the sword—to avoid being sold off in the market—had turned out to be completely true.
Defeated, I sank onto the floor with a hopeless expression.
Dietrich, as if he’d anticipated this, picked up his formal jacket from the sofa and said,
“Didn’t I tell you it wouldn’t work?”
“How can it not work?”
It felt suspicious that he knew something I’d been completely unaware of.
Did he know something about Harpe?
‘He didn’t seem to understand much about sword spirits, though.’
Any information about “Harpe,” however small, was precious to me as I sought a way to break free from this binding.
“Roughly.”
Yet Dietrich showed no intention whatsoever of explaining how he’d learned this.
“You jerk! Can’t you be a little more specific?”
“Did you just say that out loud?”
“Yeah.”
Perhaps because I’d grown more accustomed to him since our first meeting, I dared to act so boldly.
Dietrich merely scowled at me for a moment, then said nothing further.
He seemed to have grown used to my unpredictable behavior by now.
Running a tired hand through his hair, he fastened the buttons of his black formal jacket and spoke.
“The day you vanished without a word to go eat in the maids’ dining hall, I called your name—but you didn’t return to the sword. That’s when I realized: if your true form is too far from you, calling your name won’t bring you back. Which naturally means you can no longer enter the sword at your own whim.”
It seemed Dietrich had become the intermediary disrupting the once-close connection between me and my sword body.
“Are you just going to stand there like a fool forever?”
Dietrich, now fully prepared, tilted his chin toward the bed.
He meant for me to bring “Harpe” to him.
I picked up Harpe and handed it to him.
Accepting the sword, he smirked and said,
“Ah, what I meant was I’d take Harpe with me to the banquet.”
“…Not me—but this sword?”
“Yes. Isn’t this also Harpe?”
…Darn it!
Furious heat surged through me at Dietrich’s obviously teasing remark—and simultaneously, a wave of gloom washed over me.
He seemed to be joking… but what if he really meant it?
Cautiously glancing at him, I asked,
“Come on, don’t tease me. You’re taking me with you, right?”
Despite my attempt to hide it, my voice carried the weight of my melancholy.
“…Do you really want to see Nocturne Frey that badly?”
Dietrich, who’d just sheathed the sword at his waist, stroked Harpe’s green gem as he asked.
“Then… you’ll take me with you?”
Clasping my hands tightly together, I did my best to make my eyes sparkle brightly.
Usually, this look softened people’s hearts and made them agree to take me along.
I’d even perfected the pitiful eyebrow-furrow for maximum effect.
Just say you’ll take me! Please!
While awaiting Dietrich’s cold-hearted verdict, my mouth went dry as dust.
Finally, with a deep sigh, Dietrich murmured softly,
“Fine. We’ll go together.”
“Hooray! Hooray!”
Overjoyed, I started spinning around Dietrich—but he caught my wrist and warned in a low voice,
“I won’t summon you out of the sword at the banquet. That place is crawling with people eager to exploit my weaknesses. I can’t risk anyone discovering your true identity.”
“Got it. That doesn’t matter to me at all.”
Though I clearly saw the distrust in Dietrich’s eyes, I pretended not to notice.
Right now, my mind held nothing but thoughts of Nocturne.
[This is the timeline separator]The banquet hall, which I entered hanging at Dietrich’s waist, was magnificent and flawless—worth every drop of sweat I’d poured into it since dawn.
Enormous ribbon decorations, which Mari and I had struggled to attach, now adorned every wall, amplifying the hall’s splendor, while the grand chandelier at its center flaunted the Delgado family’s immense wealth.
Surveying the elegant finger foods and immaculate hall, I proudly whispered,
“How about it? I did all this!”
“Be quiet. Someone might hear.”
Yet Dietrich, seemingly devoid of all emotion, showed no reaction at all.
He didn’t even glance around the banquet hall—let alone acknowledge the nobles approaching to greet him, simply brushing past them.
It was obvious to everyone that Dietrich’s icy demeanor made casual conversation impossible.
‘He really does have a terrible personality.’
No wonder he only had Nocturne as a friend, and the female lead became his sole source of salvation!
Knowing Dietrich wasn’t truly evil by nature, I could only sigh at his twisted attitude.
If only he’d show a little kindness, people would flock to him endlessly.
As gentle music began to play, guests started pairing off and moving about.
Though countless young ladies glanced his way, Dietrich remained utterly indifferent.
He took a glass of wine from the finger-food table and leaned against a wall in the banquet’s corner.
“Will you stay here the whole time?”
“Do you have a problem with that?”
“It’s not that…”
I almost said, ‘If you stay here, bringing Harpe along loses all meaning,’ but I clamped my mouth shut.
His gaze, fixed somewhere distant, carried a faint trace of loneliness.
Following his line of sight, I saw Julian—wearing a navy suit and a cravat studded with red gems—and the still-beautiful Duchess Delgado, engaged in warm conversation amidst the nobles.
The two laughed brightly at something shared between them, then turned to converse with other guests.
In stark contrast to their cheerful atmosphere, an impenetrable silence enveloped Dietrich’s corner.
For Dietrich, who’d lost his mother at a young age, this must have been a painful sight to witness.
With a bitter smile, he murmured,
“I should’ve just skipped this ridiculous banquet from the start.”
His quiet voice sounded utterly lonely and unbearably vulnerable—
completely unlike the cold persona he’d shown me until now.
‘Why does he look so heartbreakingly sad?’
Amidst the bustling banquet, he seemed like someone eternally alone—and I desperately wanted to say something, anything, to him.
“Hey, Dietrich.”
“Lord Dietrich. Have you been well since we last met?”
A bright, cheerful voice cut over mine.
“Oh! I looked everywhere and thought you hadn’t come—turns out you were hiding out in a place like this again!”
“…Nocturne.”
“Well then! After a long journey, Nocturne Frey has returned! So why not lighten up that gloomy face a bit?”
I held my breath tightly to suppress my trembling.
‘That… voice…’
The man I loved and cherished above all others—
my male lead.
It was Nocturne Frey.
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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