Let's Kidnap The Male Lead! (19 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 3
A peripheral area of the capital, about 10 kilometers from Hildes Street.
With few residents and slow development, even public safety here leaves much to be desired.
At the end of a particularly desolate alley—so eerie it seemed no animal would dare enter—lay a hidden door.
Though disguised as an utterly shabby wall, it actually led to another place entirely.
After confirming no one was around, I naturally stepped through the hidden door.
This was my hideout.
I’d built it to monitor Hildes Street and imprison any handsome men I captured.
Designed to hold up to ten men at once, I’d recently given one room to my subordinate, leaving space for nine.
As I strolled leisurely down the corridor, I waved toward a camera lens functioning as a surveillance monitor.
It was my subordinate’s shift for monitoring.
He was probably watching me in real time.
Just then—
Someone hurriedly emerged from the surveillance room.
My subordinate instantly spotted me and quickly approached.
His hair held the warm hue of melted milk chocolate.
His skin appeared as white and soft as flour dough.
His eyes seemed steeped in the fresh green of early summer.
His face radiated a refreshing crispness like pine, softened by a gentle smile.
He was my subordinate and accomplice—Len.
“Lady Vivian, I’m sorry to trouble you right after you returned, but the target has appeared.”
His regretful words, delivered in a sweet, low voice, left me disheartened.
To have to leave again the moment I arrived at my hideout…
“Understood, Len. Let’s get ready quickly.”
We entered the room where we kept our kidnapping equipment.
Len naturally took the basket of oranges from my hand and soon draped a robe over my shoulders.
He bustled about, efficiently preparing me.
Glancing in the mirror, I saw my short hair already neatly tied into a single ponytail.
“Lady Vivian, please lift your chin.”
I complied, and he reached toward my earlobe—apparently to secure an earring.
His fingers gently brushed my earlobe with careful tenderness.
Unusually for Len, who always wore a kindly smile, his lips were pressed tightly shut, entirely focused on me.
I quietly looked up at his face.
“No matter how many times I see it, your face never fails to satisfy me.”
His features were exceptionally handsome.
Though I myself possessed beauty that rivaled anyone’s, standing before him made everything else fade away.
If one were to mold pristine, beautiful nature into human form, it would surely feel like this.
His fresh, crisp visage was strikingly handsome—merely looking at him felt like walking through a forest rich with phytoncides.
“When I first brought you here, you were so grubby I had no idea you’d turn out this handsome.”
Admiring my own discerning eye, I kept staring at his face.
“It’s ready now. You mustn’t lose it this time.”
Last time I lost an earring, Len had gone through so much trouble.
I nodded vigorously.
An ordinary earring wouldn’t have mattered, but this one was a special communication device—one of a kind in the entire world.
A legendary magic artifact only appearing in Part 2 of the original story, which I’d preemptively tracked down by piecing together memories from the source material.
‘Once I find Calis, I must return this to its original place.’
After giving Len, who wore the matching earring, a quick glance, I stood up.
“By the way, who’s the target this time?”
“A man with black hair and black eyes.”
Black hair and black eyes—the description instantly brought to mind a character from the original, startling me enough to rush into the surveillance room.
Among the dozens of screens showing Hildes Street,
spotting the target Len had described wasn’t difficult—his radiance was palpable even through the video feed.
After briefly observing the handsome man, I shook my head.
“Thankfully, it doesn’t seem to be him.”
For a fleeting moment, I’d wondered if this man might be the original story’s villain, but luckily, he appeared to be someone else.
“At this point in the timeline, Dietrich Belvedus has no reason to be in this neighborhood anyway.”
Relieved that it wasn’t the person I’d feared, I stepped out of the hideout.
Vivian Schmidt, serial kidnapper of handsome men.
It was time to move out.
[This is the timeline separator]Ludovica Belvedus, the female lead of the original story 〈Flowers Stained in Blood〉, had an older brother.
His name was Dietrich Belvedus.
In the story, he was both the person Ludovica trusted most and the one who would drench her life in bloodshed.
The Belvedus tragedy.
In six months’ time, Dietrich would brutally murder the Duke and Duchess Belvedus.
Rumors had long circulated that he’d sold his soul to a demon.
When this man—who’d already borne such a dark reputation—committed such a heinous act of familial betrayal, people dared not even utter his name anymore.
After all, someone who’d killed his own parents would surely have no qualms about harming anyone else.
Regardless of social status—commoner or noble—all sought desperately to avoid him.
Everyone, including his beloved younger sister, had abandoned him; only his longtime aide, Niels, remained by his side.
And even on this day, long before the tragedy would unfold, Niels stood calmly beside Dietrich as always.
“Young Master, the criminals have arrived.”
A calm voice echoed through the quiet office.
Dietrich lazily acknowledged it with a faint glance, then picked up the newspaper resting on his desk.
Niels, accustomed to this, summoned the knights waiting outside to bring the prisoners in.
Two criminals entered, heads bowed low, wrists bound with rope, trembling with fear.
Undoubtedly due to Dietrich’s notorious reputation.
The knights promptly forced them to kneel before Dietrich’s desk.
Both were guilty of tax evasion, but one had also committed rape against an innocent woman.
Tax evasion alone was a grave crime punishable by severe penalties.
Anticipating execution, both men trembled uncontrollably.
Ever since the duke and duchess had entered seclusion over eight years ago, all ducal duties had naturally fallen to the viscount, Dietrich.
This included passing judgment on criminals.
He had punished countless offenders within his territory, and today was simply another such day.
Niels glanced briefly at the prisoners before turning his gaze to his master.
Dietrich leaned arrogantly in his chair, legs resting atop the desk.
Immersed in his newspaper, he seemed utterly indifferent to the criminals groveling before him.
Silence continued to fill the office.
Dietrich hadn’t even turned a page—no sound of rustling paper disturbed the stillness.
The criminals cautiously lifted their heads to gauge his expression but couldn’t see even a single strand of his hair behind the newspaper.
The silence stretched on.
They couldn’t comprehend what was happening.
Before them stood none other than Dietrich Belvedus—the man rumored to have sold his soul to a demon.
Execution should have been immediate, yet inexplicably, he remained silent.
After several bewildering minutes, Dietrich finally spoke.
“What do you two think?”
His sudden, inscrutable question left the criminals blinking in confusion.
Dietrich folded the newspaper twice and tossed it aside.
Niels caught it naturally and read aloud the headline on the front page.
“It’s the Times newspaper: ‘Want to prove you’re handsome? Go to Hildes Street!’”
“Yes. I’m curious—what do you two think about this?”
With those words, Dietrich’s face emerged from behind the newspaper.
Black, hollow eyes. Hair as dark as the cosmos.
A sharp, almost demonic visage that seemed to swallow all evil—yet undeniably beautiful, even decadent.
The criminals gaped in stunned silence, momentarily forgetting their own dire situation.
“Could the rumor about selling his soul to a demon have stemmed from that appearance?”
His beauty was utterly inhuman.
One of the criminals, finally snapping out of his daze, stammered,
“W-What exactly are you asking us?”
Dietrich replied with the same expressionless face.
“I’m asking whether I, too, would be kidnapped if I went to Hildes Street.”
The criminals’ eyes darted nervously.
They sensed Dietrich expected a particular answer—but had no idea what it might be.
Just then—
“I’m not known for my patience. Ah, you—the rapist. You’ll answer first.”
Dietrich pointed directly at one criminal, prompting a frantic, unfiltered reply.
“Y-Young Master, you’re the Empire’s greatest sword mage! It’s unthinkable that someone like you would be kidnapped by a mere criminal!”
The other prisoner sighed in frustration—he’d just come up with the same answer himself.
But Dietrich’s reaction defied their expectations.
“No, no. That’s not the answer I wanted to hear.”
He shook his head slowly, looking almost disappointed.
“Huh? Wha—?”
Dietrich ignored him as though his words no longer mattered.
The criminals couldn’t decipher the meaning behind his action, but Niels understood immediately.
‘He means to have him castrated, starved for a month with limbs intact, then executed.’
Niels immediately spoke to the knights.
“Take him away.”
“Yes, sir.”
As the knights dragged the criminal out, he shrieked wildly—but Dietrich paid him no mind.
“Now it’s your turn to answer.”
Dietrich looked down at the remaining prisoner.
Paralyzed by excessive tension, the man blurted out whatever came to mind.
“O-Of course you’d be kidnapped! Your beauty is simply inhuman. Even knowing you’re a sword mage, any kidnapper would be blinded by your looks and take you anyway!”
At last, the corners of Dietrich’s mouth lifted ever so slightly.
“Do you truly believe that?”
Hearing a different response from earlier, a flicker of hope sparked in the prisoner’s heart.
‘Could this actually be the right answer?’
He exaggerated even further.
“Yes, absolutely! Your beauty rivals that of the gods themselves. Unless the kidnapper’s eyes were on his feet, he couldn’t possibly resist taking you!”
“Haha—I suppose my face is rather special. You have quite the eye for beauty. Niels, let this one go unharmed.”
“Yes, sir.”
Niels signaled the knights again, and they escorted the prisoner out.
He walked out lightly, following the knights.
‘He thinks he’s been spared execution.’
Niels sighed and shook his head.
“Unharmed” didn’t mean he’d be allowed to live.
‘It means send his intact corpse back to his family.’
People sometimes misunderstood it that way.
“Is that all for today’s duties?”
At Dietrich’s question, Niels adjusted his glasses and replied,
“Yes, that’s correct. Please rest today. Starting tomorrow, you’ll need to prepare for the nobles’ assembly a week from now.”
The viscount hummed softly, nodding absently. After a moment of apparent contemplation, he suddenly smiled faintly.
“Niels, I’ll be out for a bit.”
“Pardon? Where exactly are you planning to go so suddenly?”
Dietrich slipped on his coat hanging from the wall and answered,
“To Hildes Street.”
“The very street where kidnappings have been occurring?”
Though Dietrich occasionally acted impulsively, Niels couldn’t fathom what thoughts were running through his head today.
“Yes. I must find out what the real kidnapper thinks of my appearance.”
Niels realized something was profoundly, irrevocably going wrong.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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