[Full] The Villain Found Out This is a Novel (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 39
“If something like this happens again, you’d better be prepared.”
Sikar had said it to intimidate Raydocs, but unlike his expectation, Raydocs wasn’t particularly frightened.
Raydocs knew that no matter how much of a villain Sikar might be, he would never harm children.
Anyway, that day, we entrusted Kian to them and returned once again to the ducal residence.
And that afternoon, as we had dinner with Kian back at the ducal residence, Sikar gave him one piece of advice.
“I have something to tell you. From now on, don’t just take it—fight back. Either pull their hair or throw a punch.”
Kian, looking utterly baffled, halted the spoon he’d lifted to sip his soup just before putting it in his mouth.
“A girl? I couldn’t possibly do that.”
“At your age, you’re all just children anyway.”
Kian set his spoon down on the table as though he’d completely lost his appetite.
“My lord, you’re impossible to reason with. I’ve lost my appetite, so I’ll excuse myself now.”
‘This kid is better than any adult.’
Sikar didn’t seem overly angry; he merely raised one eyebrow and muttered something like, “So the protagonist insists on putting on airs.”
But the next day, when Kian arrived with a bruise on his face, Sikar flew into a genuine rage.
“What in the world happened to your face?!”
This time, because the bruise on his face was quite large, Kian seemed slightly embarrassed and avoided eye contact.
“I fell while trying to stop the other kids.”
His face didn’t look like he’d been struck. Given that Kian was quicker than other children his age, it was unlikely anyone could’ve hit him hard enough to leave such a black eye, so his explanation of falling seemed plausible.
I sent Kian upstairs to his room, worried Sikar might say something outrageous like, “Next time, just cut their throat with your sword!”
Sikar clenched his fist tightly, as if a grave stain had been cast upon his family’s honor.
“I must go to Yucanadar immediately tomorrow.”
“But tomorrow is the day Kian receives spirit lessons from Vika. That’s why he’s not going to Yucanadar tomorrow. There’s no lesson scheduled, so there’s no need to go.”
Kian visited the marquis’s residence three days a week and received spirit lessons here twice a week.
Although this was an age when he should’ve been playing freely, his noble status meant he couldn’t simply spend his days at leisure—this schedule reflected the original plot’s circumstances to some extent.
“And besides, tomorrow is also the day Grandmother was supposed to visit.”
“Grandmother won’t be able to come tomorrow.”
“Why?”
“They say her dementia symptoms reappear as soon as she leaves the cathedral, so the visit’s been postponed.”
Though his tone remained calm, Sikar’s expression was notably grim. After all, she was his only remaining blood relative, so his mood was understandably poor.
“Then should we go to her instead?”
Sikar looked at me with evident surprise, his eyes questioning.
“You mean travel all the way to the Grand Cathedral Repher?”
“Yes. If Grandmother can’t come here, then we should go to her. She must miss you terribly.”
“Do you really… think so…?”
“Of course she wanted to come despite her dementia not being fully gone—because she missed you. But then her symptoms flared up again as soon as she left the cathedral, so she couldn’t make it…”
“Are you truly that concerned about her…?”
“As I’ve said before, of course I’m worried.”
“Then, as you suggest, let us go meet Grandmother. We can hand over the cathedral’s donation while we’re at it.”
“She might also really appreciate it if we bring along some knitting supplies she likes.”
Sikar stared at me silently for a moment, then placed his hand on top of my head—the same way one would pat a dog when it does something commendable.
“You’re saying something quite thoughtful.”
Though I didn’t outright say, “Take that hand off my head right now, it’s annoying,” Sikar must’ve read my expression because he quickly lowered his hand.
“Then, once Gillian’s wedding is over, we’ll go pay our respects to Grandmother. Attending the wedding takes priority for now.”
‘Ah, right—I’d forgotten about Gillian’s wedding.’
“In that case, I’ll invite the children here tomorrow.”
“Huh? Invite the kids here? Why?”
What are you planning to tell them?!
“We’re currently working on turning the training room into an amusement park, as you suggested.”
“Did you ask Germy to handle it?”
“Germy’s already here working on it. He seemed quite pleased—apparently, he’s been needing money lately.”
Apparently, Germy had already finished setting up various simulations in the training room since yesterday. Though I was secretly grateful that Sikar had actually listened to me for the children’s sake, I also felt suspicious.
Why had he suddenly become so agreeable? Could it be that he’d actually created a haunted house–like environment under the guise of building an amusement park to discipline the children? I couldn’t help but doubt him.
“Thank you, Sikar. The children will be so touched. Thanks to this, Kian will probably make a great impression on them. But would it be okay if I go take a look at how it’s set up?”
“Of course. First, we should check whether Germy has finished his work.”
According to what we found out, Germy had already completed everything and left the ducal residence. So we headed straight for the training grounds.
This was a place I’d previously avoided out of fear. According to the novel, this room was where Sikar had installed all kinds of terrifying simulations for his training.
It was a space where reality and illusion became indistinguishable—a place even scarier than the most realistic 3D horror game imaginable.
The training room was just a short walk from the mansion. Where most noble estates would have cultivated a greenhouse garden, Sikar had placed his training grounds.
Compared to the mansion, the training room was pitifully small—appearing from the outside to be only about 100 square meters. Yet within that small space existed an entirely different world.
The training area consisted solely of a waiting room that doubled as a corridor and a small door leading into the training room itself. Durion and Vika, who had been lounging on chairs in the waiting room, sprang to their feet as soon as they saw me.
“Oh, what brings you here at this hour, my lady?”
“I came to show you around the training room.”
At Sikar’s words from behind me, I smiled brightly.
“Yes, that’s exactly why I’m here.”
Just as Sikar reached for the door to the training room, Vika leapt up, pushed off the wall once, and dashed ahead to stand in front of him.
“If my lady steps inside right now, she’ll be quite shocked.”
“That’s why I’m adjusting the setting—step aside.”
I knew exactly why Vika suddenly tried to block my entrance, as I was familiar with the kinds of backgrounds they usually set for their training sessions.
They’d often create scenarios like a labyrinth crawling with Balrogs, a dragon’s lair with a writhing dragon, or a storm-wracked mountain engulfed in blizzards.
These were extremely dangerous environments. Though the magical illusions meant you wouldn’t actually die even if an enemy cut off your head, sessions were typically timed—so until the session ended or you manually opened the door to exit, you were stuck exactly as you were.
So, if you happened to fall into hellfire, you wouldn’t feel the heat, but you’d still have to swim through hellfire until the timer ran out or you walked out yourself.
For ordinary people, the sheer visual horror of such a place would be enough to make them shudder or even faint.
Seeing Sikar completely switch to a brand-new environment, Vika nodded and stepped aside, gesturing for us to enter.
“Shall we go in, then?”
Even as Sikar opened the door and stepped inside, I hesitated to follow immediately. I gripped the door and peeked my head in slightly to take a quick look before entering.
After all, I’d only ever read descriptions of this place in the novel—I’d never actually seen it myself.
Just as I leaned in for a peek, Sikar grabbed my hand and yanked me straight inside.
“Yaaah…!”
Startled into shouting as I was pulled in, I soon found myself awestruck by the scenery around me.
Inside the training room was a whimsical amusement park brimming with childlike wonder. Behind a lawn of lush green grass stretched a gentle hill, and beyond it, a rainbow sprawled across the horizon.
Though it was daytime, the sky held a sun, a crescent moon, and stars all at once, while oversized, origami-like pinwheels spun lazily above the grass.
The space, with its perfect temperature and gentle breeze, felt instantly uplifting just standing there.
Moreover, given that it was winter everywhere else, seeing this sun-drenched spring lawn felt even more surreal and delightful.
“How is it? Does it look alright?”
“Yes. The children will absolutely love it.”
“If we just lay out a picnic mat here, it’ll be the perfect environment. I’ve also prepared all the toys the kids have been enjoying lately—building blocks, Jenga, marbles, and the like. I drew quite a bit of inspiration from your memories.”
I hadn’t expected Sikar to prepare things so meticulously—he seemed a little different in my eyes now.
In fact, I caught a faint glimpse of something almost parental in him.
“You really went all out. Thank you so much, Sikar.”
Sikar, who’d been watching me steadily, slowly curved the corners of his lips upward.
“Just thinking about how much the children will enjoy it tomorrow makes me quite satisfied. Let’s head out now.”
At that moment, there was something oddly unsettling about Sikar’s retreating back. But since he always carried that kind of atmosphere, I wasn’t particularly bothered.
And not until the next day did I finally understand what he’d meant by that “satisfaction.”
The next day, Yucanadar’s twins visited the ducal residence.
Upon seeing Vika, the twins gaped in astonishment.
“A dark elf!”
Vika, clearly displeased, turned toward the twins and showed them her ears.
“Have you ever seen a dark elf with ears like these?”
“Well… that’s strange… Your skin and hair color are definitely that of a dark elf…”
It was no wonder they were confused. After gently ruffling the twins’ hair, Raydocs approached me and gave a slight bow of gratitude.
“Thank you for inviting us. However, it’s extremely difficult for me to look after the twins alone. But since I couldn’t decline your invitation, we thought we’d just stop by for a cup of tea. By the way, where might Duke Sikar be?”
“Oh, Sikar’s away on business right now.”
“Could it be that he’s investigating the spirits that have spread throughout the entire Blake territory?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“His lordship truly has his hands full.”
Gillian had been deploying spirits not only across Blake but throughout the entire Kingdom of Recador in his search for Kian.
Sikar’s mental prowess allowed him to control the spirits, while Durion’s sword could cut them down. However, with spirits appearing so frequently, it was impossible to catch them all individually—so Sikar had been setting traps wherever reports came in.
“Are there many spirit sightings reported in Yucanadar as well?”
“Thanks to the spirit traps Lord Duke installed previously, things are manageable for now—but once those traps reach the end of their lifespan, we’ll be busy again.”
“Then would you follow me now?”
I led Raydocs toward the training room, but since the training grounds outwardly resembled a greenhouse garden, he followed me with the casual air of someone heading for afternoon tea.
“I had no idea the Duchess cultivated a greenhouse garden.”
Since it was work-related, even Germy—despite being close friends with Raydocs—apparently hadn’t mentioned anything about the training room.
“It’s much larger than a typical garden.”
I opened the door to the training room, and Raydocs, staring blankly at first, glanced doubtfully down the corridor before looking back inside the room.
Of course it seemed strange. From the outside, the space appeared no bigger than an ordinary greenhouse garden, yet inside stretched an enormous, vividly colorful area resembling an amusement park—it was hard to believe.
“This… this is…”
I smiled at Raydocs, whose mouth hung open in pure astonishment.
“There’s no better place for children to play, is there?”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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In his arms, everything seemed to stop—no sounds reached me at all. There was on
Wait…. what if Sikar was annoyed that Yura thought Kian was so cool for protecting Lucy by covering her eyes that Sikar felt jealous or something so decided to reenact it so he could do the same for Yura?
“My twins normally fight more than ten times a day—that’s just ordinary for us.
Sometimes a firm hand shapes character and, through discipline, molds a good man
“I noticed you’ve never really mingled with other noble ladies, so I prepared th
I wonder how Sikar will feel about Yura getting a gift from another man.
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Honestly? Good job Sikar. The twins (especially Luid) and brats and should stop fighting all the time. Their dad isn’t doing get there. And I’m not a fan of the “gentle parenting” when the kids are absolute terrors that need a more firm hand.
I wonder if Sikar is starting to get slightly jealous of Kian and his interactions with Yura?
Sikar doesn’t know how to handle his jealousy so he just delivers death threats…