Let's Kidnap The Male Lead! (19 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 4
Stepping out of the hideout, I immediately activated my ability.
My blood surged through my veins, and strength began to boil within me.
In one bound, I leaped onto the roof of a three-story building.
“Len, which way should I go?”
I tapped my earring lightly, turning it on and connecting the call.
Soon, Len’s voice came through the communicator.
– First, head toward the 3 o’clock direction.
Len was in charge of navigation; I was in charge of the abduction.
He scanned surveillance devices secretly planted throughout the district and provided me with the optimal route.
‘It’s kind of like a GPS.’
Lightly leaping between buildings, I steadily moved closer to my target.
– Be careful. There are investigators lying in wait on your left.
“Okay.”
I maneuvered freely, avoiding people—especially investigators.
Finally, I reached the vicinity of my target. Standing atop a five-story inn, I looked down at him on the street below.
“That’s definitely him, right? Wow, he’s even more handsome up close.”
I couldn’t help but briefly marvel at the target’s extraordinary beauty.
‘Is he even human?’
Even from afar, the man’s face was anything but ordinary.
His overall appearance was somewhat mineral-like, yet his exquisite features gave off an aura more akin to a statue than a person.
His skin was as pale as plaster, while his hair was as black as jet—making his beauty stand out even more.
‘Men this handsome aren’t common.’
The only ones I could compare him to were Len or that damn guy.
Maybe this man was the male lead I’d been searching for—Calis.
“I’ll grab him right away. Get everything ready, Len.”
– Understood.
With that, I hurled myself toward my target.
[This is the timeline separator]“My lord Viscount, please turn back even now. Next week is the High Nobles’ Assembly. Isn’t it?”
Niels, Dietrich’s aide, said with a worried frown.
The High Nobles’ Assembly was a quarterly gathering where nobles convened regularly at the imperial palace.
In the past, Duke Belvedus had attended personally, but for the past few years, Dietrich had represented him.
Given the prominence of the attendees, thorough preparation was essential.
‘The meeting’s right around the corner—what does he plan to do if he actually gets himself kidnapped?’
His lord, the Viscount, seemed utterly fixated on the recent kidnapping cases reported in the newspapers, rushing out to Hildes Street as soon as his duties ended.
His purpose was utterly absurd.
He wanted to be captured by the notorious kidnapper famous for abducting handsome men—just to confirm once again that he himself was indeed handsome.
Dietrich’s sudden behavior left his aide Niels utterly flustered.
The distance between the manor and Hildes Street was considerable enough to require a carriage ride.
Throughout the journey, Niels had tried repeatedly to dissuade Dietrich—but, as expected, his words fell on deaf ears.
Though Dietrich was plainly not the type to change his mind easily, Niels couldn’t bring himself to give up.
“My lord Viscount, this is hardly the right time. Please, just return to the manor today…”
Just then, Dietrich—who had been strolling down the street as he pleased—finally stopped. He turned to his aide with deliberately solemn eyes.
“Niels, think carefully.”
“About what, my lord?”
“What is most important right now?”
What was most important right now.
For the Viscount, who led House Belvedus, the upcoming High Nobles’ Assembly was clearly the top priority.
Especially after having missed several previous sessions, his attendance this time was absolutely mandatory.
But Niels knew Dietrich well.
What Dietrich valued wasn’t power, wealth, or honor.
“I know you want me to say your appearance is most important, my lord, but I cannot give that answer today. The assembly is more important.”
Dietrich’s eyes widened in shock at Niels’s firm reply—he looked genuinely stunned.
“Niels… what did you just say? Are you claiming there’s something in this world more important than my appearance—no, wait—something more important than this exquisite, stunning, peerless beauty? Is your glasses fogged up? In this summer heat?”
Dietrich snatched Niels’s glasses and polished them vigorously with a handkerchief from his pocket until they gleamed.
“My glasses are perfectly fine, my lord Viscount.”
“Oh. Then it must be your eyesight. It’s only natural, considering you see my face every day—your eyes must tire easily. My apologies, Niels. I’ll process your vision deterioration as a work-related injury. I should’ve considered your position sooner; my oversight was thoughtless.”
Niels let out a deep sigh. It was clear his master had no intention of backing down.
“My eyesight is perfectly fine too, my lord Viscount.”
“Hah…”
Dietrich was momentarily speechless. Shaking his head in disbelief, as if he simply couldn’t accept what Niels had said.
“Then why, after seeing this face that shines like stars in the night sky, do you insist the assembly is more important?”
Calling his own face “stars in the night sky” wasn’t exactly typical, but Niels didn’t bat an eye.
Over the past eight years as Dietrich’s aide, he’d heard far more extravagant descriptions.
Besides, every word Dietrich said was simply the truth.
If anything, it might even be understated—his face truly radiated that much brilliance.
But for Niels, whose only concern was duty, this didn’t matter.
“Yes, my lord Viscount. My answer remains unchanged. The assembly is more important. Even if you ask me a hundred times, it won’t change.”
Dietrich fell silent for a moment, his expression grave, before sighing as if he’d just realized something.
“Ah… could it be because you’ve been overworking? It seems your sense of aesthetics has suffered.”
Niels sighed again.
He’d expected as much—Dietrich clearly had no intention of giving in today.
‘If he really gets kidnapped and misses the assembly…’
Of course, the chance of that happening was extremely slim.
Not because he was a sturdy adult man—
But because Belvedus blood flowed through his veins.
House Belvedus—the sole lineage of sword mages.
They possessed magical prowess and physical capabilities unimaginable to ordinary humans.
Moreover, Dietrich wasn’t content with just his innate gifts; through relentless training, he’d mastered orthodox sword magic.
‘If only his personality matched his swordsmanship skill.’
Unfortunately, it seemed members of House Belvedus inherited not only talent but also cruel and eccentric dispositions.
So much so that rumors among the populace claimed the Viscount had sold his soul to a demon.
Thus, no sane person would dare attempt to kidnap Dietrich—and even if they tried, they’d never succeed.
‘So wandering around like this is obviously a waste of time… He should be preparing for his duties instead.’
Niels sighed as he watched Dietrich’s carefree expression.
‘Somehow, I must convince him to return home.’
Resolving himself, he opened his mouth to speak again.
Or rather, he tried to.
“My lord Visco—eh? Wait, what?”
Niels rubbed his eyes behind his glasses in shock. Then he slapped his own cheek.
His cheek stung and turned red—but the scene before him remained unchanged. His face instantly contorted in horror.
Dietrich was gone.
[This is the timeline separator]“Ugh, I’m exhausted.”
Back at the hideout after completing another abduction, Vivian yawned widely while slumping into a chair.
‘Another handsome man safely kidnapped today.’
It’d be wonderful if her schedule ended here, but unfortunately, she had to meet with the head of the Gerald Intelligence Guild soon.
The Gerald Intelligence Guild was a location that appeared several times in the original story.
Founded by a man commonly known as ‘Master,’ who dominated the underworld, the guild operated discreetly, accepting only a select few clients.
Despite taking so few clients, securing an appointment took an absurdly long time.
After deciding to kidnap Calis, it took her six months just to finally make contact with Master.
Her request was simple:
Find out what Prince Calis looks like and where he currently is.
She wanted to stop abducting innocent handsome men.
Guilt over her victims was one reason, but the bigger issue was the original storyline.
The female lead—the Imperial Princess—was now obsessively investigating these kidnapping cases, which had never existed in the original plot.
One misstep, and the story could veer wildly off course.
Fortunately, Master assured her the investigation wouldn’t take long.
So she’d believed the string of kidnappings would end quickly.
Yet, a full year had passed since then, and Vivian had gained nothing.
‘No matter how thoroughly the Empress hid Calis’s existence, honestly, this is disappointing.’
In the original story, this guild was described as exceptionally capable. Disappointment at these subpar results was only natural.
Still, there was nowhere better to turn, so she kept entrusting them with the task.
And today was finally the day she’d receive their findings.
‘It’s a hassle, but I have to go.’
As she dragged herself up, reluctant to leave, Len gently pushed her back into her seat.
“I’ll go in your place today. You must be tired after such rough work.”
“Huh? But I’d feel bad… You’re tired too, aren’t you?”
“Then do my job instead—just keep watch over the captive.”
Though Len called it “work,” it was essentially just resting.
All it required was sitting quietly and monitoring a screen.
Touched by Len’s constant thoughtfulness, Vivian felt both guilt and gratitude.
When she gave him an apologetic look, Len simply smiled, as if it were nothing.
But the moment he stepped outside the hideout, that gentle expression vanished completely.
With eyes drier and colder than winter air, Len walked off into the distance.
It was a side of him Vivian had never seen before.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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