The palace’s north side, a tall building with large archshaped windows.
This place is a 4story building, where the administrative offices of the knight’s order, said to be the busiest in the palace, are gathered.
Around the time when the footsteps of nobles coming with various complaints are about to start, someone is lingering at the entrance of the building, pacing anxiously.
Then if someone comes, they quickly disappear behind the building, then reappear, repeating this restless movement.
Worrying about something, dark circles under the eyes, and uncombed brown hair.
A bit different from usual, but the identity of that suspicious person, recognizable to anyone, is the vicecaptain of the Black Knight’s Order, Berl Altorut.
He is the third son of the Altorut family, known for being diligent and honest, and is the only man to have become a knight in a family that mainly worked in office management rather than physical labor.
Because of this, he received special treatment in the family, but he still couldn’t ignore his genes. He was recognized for his unparalleled diligence and ability within the knight’s order and was promoted to vicecaptain.
But today, the proud and diligent Berl Altorut is gone.
The administrators of the Black Knight’s Order looked at Berl, who had just arrived at work, and bowed their heads in greeting.
To them, Berl sat at his desk without even giving a glance, halfraising his hand.
A worried member approached him at that sight and asked.
“Umm… Vicecaptain. Is something wrong?”
Berl, in the knight’s order for nearly 7 years.
He who had never been late was now, exceptionally, arriving precisely 5 minutes late for several days.
“Do I have to tell you why I’m late?”
“No, no sir.”
The member, surprised by Berl’s unusually cold demeanor, received his signature.
Berl watched him leave without forgetting, looking at him with a sharp expression.
“Vicecaptain, do you know why he’s been like this lately?”
“I don’t know. Is something wrong at home?”
“Oh, then he could rest a bit.”
“He’ll never rest. Where is there a person as diligent as the vicecaptain?”
Berl watched them with an even darker face, whispering so he couldn’t hear.
‘Yes. They’ve finally realized how incredibly irresponsible I am. Heh, heh…’
Yes.
Berl was now in rebellion.
He had been proud that his loyalty was higher than anyone else’s and that he was closest to the captain.
Therefore, Berl, who had been waiting for his captain for 5 years, even in the face of any disputes.
But what returned to him, so loyal, was the news of the captain going on parental leave without a word, not even a hint about a child’s pregnancy, after 5 years.
He was deeply angered by that thunderboltlike news and finally rebelled to the maximum extent he thought possible.
‘Yes. It will be painful. It will hurt. Today I haven’t even combed my hair. It’s only a matter of time before this behavior reaches the captain’s ears. Of course, you will regret it greatly. And you will finally feel my absence. Heh, heh…’
Watching Berl revel in his dark mood, the members serving him decided.
“How can he look so neat even when he’s so hard on himself? He’s amazing.”
“That’s right. And lately, he’s even let down his bangs, making him look much younger.”
“Now, while the captain is away, let’s be his strength!”
“Yes! Let’s be strong!”
Watching them whisper again, Berl felt even more pleasure.
‘Now, the me who was a full 5 minutes late today, this lazy me, this fallen me!! You demonlike vicecaptain! Members, go tell the captain!!!’
He was the vicecaptain, intoxicated with his right rebellious attitude.
It was then.
The unfamiliar documents on the desk caught Berl’s eye as he was consumed by rage.
It was a list of the responses to the messages sent by the Black Knights.
“……Ed. Two messages were sent this month, why are there three responses?”
At Berl’s question, a member quickly stood up and answered.
“It’s a message that the Commander’s aide gave to me as soon as the work hours began a few days ago. It was urgent, and we only received the response today. Really, it’s always hard to get a reply from the Commander. Haha… Deputy Commander?”
The brighter the member’s laughter, the paler Berl’s face became.
‘… The, the invitation to the general meeting…!’
Always attending the meetings on behalf of the Commander, who hated them terribly, he had received the invitation to represent.
Just five minutes late, and it had already been sent to the Commander.
Moreover, when she was the talk of the town for a long time due to childcare leave!
‘Ah, no! Commander…!!’
He, who had become thin in a flash, leapt up from his seat and began to run towards the conference room like a cheetah.
[Star Icon]Something that had to be done anyway.
She arrived at the conference room without being late.
As she entered through the open door, there were four glamorous chairs at the halfmoon table opposite a chalkboard that filled one wall.
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
