I Became The Villain's Master

“What? No, Merchen. You should eat a lot to grow.” 

“We had dinner separately last night! It’s my only time to see you eat!” 

Suga and Prim were greatly bewildered by my unexpected words. 

But I shouted firmly. 

“If you bother Rory, I won’t eat any more. Do you want to see me starve to death?”

Then I said to them,

“Get out of hewe!” 

* * * 

Suga and Prim disappeared with a sullen face, and I patted the maid who was watching the situation from the side. 

“Run and fetch the doctor! Huwwy up!”

The maid brought the Hauser family’s doctor and brought Anne with her. 

Fortunately, no bones were broken. 

Even though his small body was covered with bruises. 

Rudolph, the doctor, helped Rory to apply medicine and change his clothes. 

“Thank you, Rudolph.” 

“No, that’s my job. Please call me anytime, my lady.” 

He smiled kindly and disappeared as if he was looking at his lovely granddaughter. 

I ordered Anne to bring Rory’s breakfast which only included soft food. 

Then I approached Rory. 

“Rory, does it hurt a lot?” 

I feel so upset. 

Tears welled up at the sight of his chapped lips. 

“It’s alright. I’m alright.” 

Rory said, smiling as if to soothe me. 

And then his mouth opened and started laughing.

That made me even more sad. 

Why is he laughing? It’s upsetting. 

“I’m sorry. I’ll never let this happen again.” 

Human rights education should be conducted immediately for the bullies. 

It made me dizzy to think about what I would do when they became an adult. 

In the novel, most of their evil deeds were bullying Rory, but they were only minor characters so they didn’t come out much. But in reality, they must’ve done a lot of other things.

I thought I needed to do something. 

I tried to push away my worries and blew at the corners of Rory’s mouth, cheeks, and hands. 

“Wow! It doesn’t hurt at all now because of the lady!” 

“Don’t lie to me, fool.” 

“Oh my, it’s true….” 

Rory panicked. 

In times like this, I can only smile innocently and ask, “Really?”

I’m sorry my baby, my reaction was fake. 

I pretended to have been deceived, and blinked my eyes. 

Then Rory smiled in relief. 

“Yes. It really doesn’t hurt.” 

“I’m glad.” 

Smiling, I brushed his hair gently. 

What did they do to my kind and sweet baby…

I couldn’t calm my anger down. 

It kept growing inside me.

Rory’s lips were chapped, and it was hard for him to eat. 

I blew on the soft food, but he kept frowning because it hurts to eat. 

In the meantime, he kept sticking out his spoon, perhaps because he cared about me skipping breakfast. 

I thought it would be fine if I pretended to eat a little, but I couldn’t deceive his pure intentions, so I forced myself to also eat the food he handed over a few times. 

After the meal, the maid left and only two were left in the room. 

In the original story, Rory will be 8 years old 3 years later. 

He gradually regained his memory.

After that, he tries to escape, but fails and is imprisoned underground. 

In addition, he was so weak and he was desperate to survive. 

“…I will never let it happen.” 

I’ll feed him, raise him, and send him back right away at the age of eight. 

If possible, I should help him find his memory before that and send him out faster and as soon as possible. 

It’s threatening to live in the same house with them, and emotionally, this environment is not good for children.

“Rory,” 

I reached out to his swollen cheek. 

In other novels, magic, potion, or something like that can make the wound feel better in an instant.

In this novel, there is a concept of magic and healing magic, but very few could be used. 

There was no potion at all. 

Merchen’s body was born with tremendous mana, but she wasn’t 17 years old. 

So, I couldn’t do anything for him. 

It would be nice if I awakened my magic power a little earlier. If I could use magic, it would be better for my small and fragile baby. 

“Yes, my lady,” 

My hand stretched out to him, but I hesitated, and Rory tilted his head slightly. 

He leaned his cheek over my little hand. 

As I watched him rub his cheek to my palm like a puppy, I spoke impulsively. 

“When you’re alone, call me by my name. I would like it when you call me Mel.” 

“Is it your nickname?” 

“Yes.” 

It was a nickname that I didn’t even allow the Count of Hauser and the little fools to call me.

If I protect Rory and send him back as a duke earlier, he won’t commit the evil deed of kidnapping and imprisoning Cinnamon even if he loves her. 

He’s not going to rampage.

However, he will only be very sad about the love he doesn’t get back. 

As Cinnamon will surely marry the Crown Prince.