I Left the Time-limited Villainous Duke Without Saving Him

[T/W: Graphic depictions of violence]

“Did you wash everything?”

In the Duke’s hands as he said that, an unknown instrument was in his hand. The meaningful purpose of the large iron tongs could not be found anywhere for washing the eyes.

I looked down at my two sleek feet.

“Not yet!”

After answering in a loud voice, I applied a lot of perfume oil to both hands. If he comes close to me asking why it takes so long to wash a single foot, I plan to poke his eyes with these oil hands and run away.

Of course, Duke Janus was not someone who would lose sight of the little kid in his hand just because he couldn’t see anything in front of him.

I don’t jump into plans that are unlikely. So, if it wasn’t for those abominable torture instruments that the boy carefully cleaned and laid out, I would have fallen flat on my face without much thought.

But after seeing those torture devices, I had no choice.

‘Psycho punk. I should have completely killed him while he was in the well.’

“What takes so long to wash one foot?”

“Oh, that, wait, wait a minute…….”

As I watched the boy approaching, not straying an inch different from what I expected, I pretended to wash my feet in a panicked voice.

“Huh? Your feet are going to explode…….”

It’s time!

I stretched out my oil-stained hand toward the Duke’s face, which was lurking over my shoulder.

“Are you trying to poke me in the eye?”

And my last chance to never come back to this place, was thwarted in an instant.

I smiled awkwardly while holding my hands together.

“It’s not!”

“Really?”

As the boy tilted his head slightly to the side, his face drew closer.

If I had only seen that face asking with a smile, he would have just looked like a sly mischievous person. But I knew the truth.

If this boy was smiling, that meant trouble.

I’ve already drawn enough interest from him. It might be really irreversible if I caught his attention even more here.

‘Don’t provoke him. Let’s not provoke him.’

As I kept my mouth shut and looked down at the floor, my back was lifted.

“I think you washed your feet well enough.”

As I went to the bed with my hands dangling from both sides, I saw the ugly instruments from earlier. I could feel my body losing energy as the instruments were getting closer.

The Duke put me on the bed with so much ease, and sat down next to me, dragging the tray on which the torture instruments were lined up.

I just watched as he wiped the oil on my pale white hands with a towel.

However, then the boy’s hand as he had a smiling lips, turned toward the tray.

My soul uttered a final scream.

“Dear God, just cut my stomach with those scissors! Take out the intestines little by little with that skewer! Tie me up so he can’t escape! Use those little tweezers to pull out my nails! Just have fun! When you get tired of playing with me, use that tool and cut my head with a saw!”

The Duke, who had been blankly listening to my words, finally spoke.

“…… No. I won’t.”

“…….”

“It’s just surgical instruments. If it is confirmed that you suffer no brain damage, there is no need to use it.”

“…….”

“How can I be so cruel……. What the hell do you have on your mind?”

Is this guy lying so I will let my guard down?

The Duke’s expression was too cold for that.

The instrument, which I had no idea what its purpose was, came up from the side table and gave off a bright light. The Duke flashed it on my face and literally just checked me out.

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to make an ah-sound as he told me to.

The Duke, who seemed to be doing some inspection on me, withdrew his hand away from me. And the light went out from the instrument on the side table.

After the examination, the Duke tilted his head with a slightly stiff face.

“Betty, this is really bad. Perhaps…….”

“…… ?”

“Perhaps I should open your head.”

“What?”

“Your left eye hasn’t budged since before. I’m going to cut off your head and take a look at it.”

I was stunned by the unrealistic words, and I just looked up at him.

‘What the hell.’

I won’t believe it.

It seems that he intends to perform the surgery himself, who is not a doctor. So how is that different from torturing people as a joke?

I forced my mouth to curve into a smile.

“Are, are you lying? To make fun of me…….”

Seeing his stiffened face without a slightest smile made me terrified. My anger rose, so I asked him more strongly.

“That’s, that’s ridiculous! There is nothing wrong with my vision……. I can see everything?”

“That’s because the optic nerve is still connected. It will slowly break off and you will lose your sight.”

He was just trying to scare me, because I tried to run away. I glanced around, trying to find a mirror. I’ll have to check if my left eye is truly not moving or not.

But there was no mirror in the room. It was still the luxurious room for distinguished guests where I had woken up before, but I couldn’t find a mirror.

All I could see was the boy’s face, looking at me with a dry look.

He reached out and grabbed my cheek, fixing my face.

“Without moving your head down, look down.”

As soon as he told me to, I looked down with all my might.

“Up to the ceiling again.”

As I raised my sore eyes, he gently pressed the corner of my left eye.

“Can you feel me giving it pressure?”

“…… no.”

“If it’s normal, you should have a bit of a dull ache. Your left eye is slowly dying.”

What?

My vision, which had been shaking after losing its way, turned hazy in an instant, and a runny nose started to flow. I asked in a trembling voice.

“Then…… what to do?”

“Fortunately, one of my many hobbies is medicine. I’ll feed you, put you to sleep, and even perform surgery myself if you are sick. Even if an angel gets a nobility title, they won’t do any better than this. Right?”

“Uwaaahh……!”

In the end, I couldn’t stand it anymore and covered my face with both hands and burst into tears.

I really hate surgery. In particular, the surgery here is really scary and I hate it.