The Precious Sister of The Villainous Grand Duke Chapter 12

I moved to the garden as I missed the chocolate that the maid took away.2

I arrived at the garden, it wasn't a nameless garden.

‘It's also the villain's favorite place.'

Even in spring, not a single flower blooms.

‘It's said that Lagrange's spring is similar to Euclid's winter.'

It was a day that I couldn't say that it was warm even though my body wasn't very cold.

Is it because the air on my cheek is cool even in spring? Due to the very cold weather, there seemed to be few animals appearing in the forest.

‘Even with his ability, Dietrich still can't eat properly.'

He was similar to Yuric, but his ability was much better than Yuric who lived in a luxurious palace.

‘He gained a little weight because I tried really hard to bring him milk.'

At the fountain in the garden, Dietrich was opening his mouth as if be wanted to eat a freshly caught sparrow.

Normally, I would come back without him knowing so he wouldn't feel burdened. But today, the smell of soft meat makes me drool.

‘Don't you think it's okay to just smell from the side?'

When I walked around the fountain, Dietrich who gathered the branches and set the fire on fire looked back at me.

“Oppa!” (Brother!)

I smiled and greeted him.

“Oppa, I miss yu.” (Brother, I miss you.)

Dietrich wasn't often in the palace and garden until I didn't know what he was doing after he was seven years old.

I don't have enough stamina to go through all of Lagrange's castles to find him, so I can only meet him occasionally.

‘So every time I see him, I have to stick to him.'

“Oppa, hewyoo.” [Hello brother]

I sat down in front of the bonfire that Dietrich smoked. The warmed air tickles the cheeks.

“Who let you sit freely?”

“Uh?”

“…….up to you.”

He didn't see me very often, but Dietrich eventually learned that I was acting my way and didn't stop me.

He opened his mouth to eat a ripe sparrow whose entire body had been roasted.

Glup-

‘It looks delicious…..'

It was a small size that was only my fist, but the roasted sparrow looks really tasty.

He has amazing talent to remove fat, the feathers are also removed so plump meat that is cooked until yellowish is seen and it also smells like chicken so really looks tempting.

“Why do you drool?”

“Oh, I'm sowyyi!” (I'm sorry)

I was amazed at Dietrich's sparrow and hurriedly wiped my saliva.

“I'm so dilty, sowyyi !” (I'm so dirty, sorry)

“It's not that you're dirty-“

Instead of talking, he looked at me and gave me a sparrow that he hasn't even eaten yet.

“Eat this.”

“Oh, No! Eat tis Oppa!” (You must eat it, brother!)

“Okay.”

I hurriedly shook my head. In fact, it was a courteous refusal, but Dietrich listened to me and ate the sparrow roast.2

‘…….He is a child who doesn't offer twice.'

I should've said I'd just eat it. I regret that until my tears came out, but I couldn't grasp the opportunity that I had missed.

“Yum… yummy?”

“Yeah.”

“Uhhh….”

‘I wish it was delicious. Hey!'

My eyes followed the clean skewers without meat with regret.

“Why are your hands like that?”

Dietrich, who ate all the sparrows on his own, asked me when seeing my red swollen hand.

That's not something to worry about, but it still bothers me, and only Dietrich can I talk to in this palace.

‘Lancel or that maid would be much more villain'.

I stroked the back of my hand and my lips pout.

“Hit.”

“To whom?”

“No, oppa.”

“Hmmm.”

Dietrich leaned back while listening to my answer. Soon, my eyes close halfway as if in agony.

Maybe because of his wistful eyes, Dietrich gave a strange mysterious atmosphere to the figure of a little boy.

“Are you talking about Janine?”

“Umm.”

“Why?”

“I eat coko. Fest.” (I eat chocolate. For the first time)”

I remembered the situation earlier and became sad again when I was explaining to Dietrich.

“Pull it out and be overwhelmed.”

‘Okay. My chocolate!'

The enchanting sweet taste of the jar that has been stolen in front of my eyes.

“Okay.”

I was hoping Dietrich would take my revenge for me, but his expression is very difficult to guess.

He shrugged as if he had an interest in my answer.

‘What. Have you finished asking?'

***

Dietrich would put the hot flesh of the sparrow into his mouth as he turned his gaze to the stinging gaze that reached him.

The light pink hair that looks almost silvery by the light comes into the eye.

‘It looks like cotton candy.'

Anissa looked like a child wearing a cotton wool mask on the head because of her hair's color.

Her skin was so white that she seemed like a snowman.

Dietrich glanced at the appearance of Anissa looking at himself and drooling.

‘Are you hungry?'

Basically, children without combat power had no food provided other than milk that could supplement nutrition.

Even if Dietrich became a successor, the situation wouldn't be so different. Even if you were a candidate, you will not be given enough food to take back to a child living in the same palace.

‘But the food coming to me would remain.'

Dietrich smiled at the situation where Anissa was only eating milk.

He was avoiding the convenience Derreck had to offer the candidates. He didn't want to be a beggar.

So he didn't eat the food that LaGrange pays even though he was a candidate but filled his hunger with prey.

‘There must be food left to eat.'

“…Maid.”

There is only one maid in the Dahlia Palace.

A woman whose presence is not strong enough to be remembered, but she ignored him and Anissa.

“Where you go?”

When Dietrich stood, Anissa who was still sitting stood up too. Strangely she stood well but was a little stiff because her head was bigger than her body.

“To the palace.”

“Am I coming too?”

“No, you stay here.”

Anissa always listened to Dietrich's words. She nodding a little and sits down again.

“Wait.”

Dietrich returned to the palace, leaving Anissa who flickers her round eyes like a dog in the garden.

Lately, he hasn't really cared for ‘Dahlia', he is busy infiltrating to other palaces and getting rid of candidates with his shadow.

“Home.”

Dietrich didn't hesitate to visit the maid's room. Standing in front of a tightly closed wooden door, he quietly cast a shadow and destroy the door until open.

‘He said I can't kill her.'

“Oh bad!”

There was no time to check who was in the room. The servant stared at the sound of the breaking door and she had no choice but to face a pair of eyes staring sharply in the dark of the night.

Longhand which stretched out from Dietrich's shadow strangled the maid's head who lay on the bed while reading a book.

“Ugh!”

The white-haired woman took a breath, but instead of removing the shadow, the boy turned the maid's head at an angle and made eye contact with her.

“I am not interested in Lancel and you who filling the boat with LaGrange's money.”

“!”

“It doesn't matter if you look down on me. Besides, your actions aren't worth a handful to me.”

But if that's the reason why Anissa is starving, that's another matter.

It was a little annoying, a little bit annoying, but he never wanted to starve.

After all, that little child who looks like a puppy belongs to Dietrich.1

The boy, who never had a family in his life, nodded his head after defining the meaning of his little sister's existence.

‘Because she looks like that, she's similar to a tame beast.'

“But I changed my mind.”

“Why, why are you doing this, ugh!”

“Who is the owner of the Dahlia Palace?”

“Oh! Ugh! Let go, let go!”

“I asked who the owner of Dahlia.”

The successor candidates were the owners of their palace. No matter if their mother is not alive. Of course, Janine as a LaGrange's maid knew it, but she didn't act like that.

“Akhh!”1

In fact, Janine didn't know Dietrich was good at handling shadows this much as if it was just a trivial matter.

That's why people ignore ‘The Dahlia Palace'.

The ability of the Grand Duke of LaGrange's successor to deal with the devil's shadow is proportional to how pure the successor line's blood.

Dietrich's birth mother was a slave and not a northern aristocrat with Lagrange blood. So people easily judge that he won't have anything to look forward to.

“It would be better to answer quickly unless it's an unusual answer that can make you unable to breathe.”

“……Di, Diet, young master Dietrich.”

When Dietrich loosens the power to choke on the maid's neck, she answers coldly.

That child wasn't someone who regretted his sadistic behavior, like his father Derreck.

There was no regret about the maid. In fact, Derreck never paid attention to the number of wives and children he had because his biological mother was a slave.

‘It's annoying.'

Dietrich was basically indifferent to others. It was a sad path that could never be imagined in anyone's eyes. It wasn't worth it. So the maid who ignores herself and commits embezzlement is simply left alone. He doesn't care.

However, the actions that harmed his belongings-Anisswere very unpleasant.1

“You should remember that.”

The boy didn't smile like a child at all. Janine, who rolled out of bed, fell down and stared at Dietrich's small back.

Chapter end