The Villain Is A Perfect Fit For The Role
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30.

As Van got up and walked over to Licht, the atmosphere in the restaurant changed. The identity that was initially kept quiet has now been revealed. It means that everyone here knows that Richt is the head of the Devine family.

“My personality wasn’t that much of a bitch.”

“Could it have been because they were hiding their identity?”

“is it?”

“I guess so. “Lord Devine is famous for having that kind of personality.”

Although he put it mildly, everyone found Lord Devine’s sensitive and damnable personality to be beautiful. This was because, even if the servants and maids of noble families were soft-spoken, there were no eternal secrets. He didn’t even try to hide it.

The knights did not look away, but they listened. Because of this, the speed of those eating food also slowed down.

“Mr. Licht.”

Van approached Richt and naturally knelt in front of him. But that posture is strange. It was common for a knight to kneel before either his lady or his lord, but never before both of his knees were bent. In most cases, only one side is bent and the other side is raised.

The only time to put both knees on the ground was to swear obedience to the other person or to surrender. But Ban calmly knelt down on his knees.

The knights exchanged glances with each other.

‘I guess the rumor was true.’

It is said that Richt frequently tortures the knight commander, who was a former slave. As the situation unfolded, it was not difficult to feel that Licht had changed.

‘It’s a bit difficult.’

I can’t pretend to be nice to lighten the mood, and I don’t know if they will believe me even if I do. Because Van had already gotten down on both knees and bowed her body like a submissive slave.

‘It’s difficult.’

Richt unconsciously raised his hand and placed it on his chest. My heart, which I had worked so hard to calm, was beating violently again.

Yes, to be honest, the people around him did not give Licht any inspiration. It didn’t matter that they thought he was a villain. What I could see now was only half of it.

I had been avoiding him on purpose, but I never thought he would come and do such a pretty thing. The desire that I had worked so hard to put in a corner creeps up again.

Richt cleared his throat slightly. He couldn’t satisfy his cravings by taking him somewhere else, so he had to give it up for now.

“Why are you doing that?”

After briefly asking, Ban raised his head and looked at Richt. The eyes were like those of a god who passionately worships God.

“I’d like to comb your hair.”

Why do you do that? When living at the Devine mansion, Richt entrusted her hair to a skilled maid. Although they do not like being touched by others, nobles do not move on their own. Changing clothes, washing, and eating were all handled by the employees. That’s the only thing Licht couldn’t avoid.

Therefore, Richt thoroughly trained his maids and servants to serve him. He taught me to do things quietly and quickly, without touching my hands as much as possible.

Of course, Van, a former slave, could not even touch Richt. Until her body changed hands and he took care of the wound on her back.

Richt unconsciously ran his hand through his hair. He no longer found it difficult to change his clothes or comb his hair by himself. So he always walked around neatly, but this time he couldn’t clean it properly because he was having a fight with Abel.

‘But the class is willing to help with this?’

Something is strange. Richt tilted his head. Could it be that they are asking for punishment again? As I was looking at Ban to gauge his intentions, Abel spoke to him.

“I think I can comb your hair.”

“I don’t like it.”

The answer came out quickly.

“You always say no.”

Would you say it would be good if it were like you? Richt clicked his tongue slightly. Then he lifted his finger at Ban and made him stand up. It is easy to quickly understand the meaning even with small movements.

“Then let’s get a little help.”

Otherwise, it seemed like Abel would grab a real comb and rush at me.

“Are you rejecting my offer?”

“Lord Ban spoke first?”

I might be able to resist my desires for a while.

“still.”

You’re not a child, just stop hanging on. Richt coldly turned his back on Abel.

“Let’s go upstairs.”

Eating was important, but I decided to comb my hair first. Because I think Abel will be annoying throughout the meal.

“yes.”

Van complied, but Abel stopped him.

“I don’t want anyone else in my room.”

“Then let’s go to the other room. “Where is your room?”

Richt changed his words refreshingly. Then he gave Ban a chin gesture and this time he took the lead. As Abel tried to follow along calmly, Ban spoke this time.

“I don’t want anyone else in my room.”

These were the same words that Abel had uttered. When the class came out like that, Abel’s mood became fierce.

[It’s like that again.]

[I know. Why am I angry?]

[I don’t know.]

The spirits stretched out their bodies forward as if trying to protect Licht. The knights also clearly looked nervous. But what others thought did not happen. Because Abel clicked her tongue and backed away.

“Just comb your hair, just your hair.”

Abel said and sat down at a nearby table. Lauren, who happened to be sitting there, looked as if she had been attacked, but she ignored it. The innkeeper, who had been watching her hidden in a corner, patted her chest and quickly served her a meal.

The tense atmosphere relaxed again.

“The room is small.”

Richt, seeing Van’s room, blurted out something. The innkeeper may have focused on decorating only the best room, but the second-best room was shabby in comparison.

“sorry.”

Richt nodded to Ban, who apologized out of habit, and sat down on the bed.

“It’s not that way, it’s this way.”

“what?”

“That bed is Sir Lewis’s.”

Ban said that and stubbornly looked at Richt. Just because it’s not your bed right now doesn’t mean you shouldn’t sit on it. Is that jealousy? That’s really cute.

Richt, who had been thinking that far, bit down on the flesh in his mouth. I came to my senses from the pain.

‘What are you thinking about now!’

Richt cleared his throat and moved away. Only then did Ban return to his obedient attitude and take out a pocket from his bag.

Inside a clean pouch made of white cloth were two combs. One thick comb, one carefully crafted thin comb, and a bottle of perfumed oil in a small jar. It didn’t look like half of it would be used at all.

Half had their hair short and minimal grooming. He had no scent, so he would not have used any perfume.

“Are you using it?”

When I asked him just in case, he shook his head.

“I bought it new.”

why? Why did you buy something like that? Is there anyone who can use that? For a moment, my eyes turned pitch black. A horrifying thought just occurred to me.

‘No way. If you touch me, I’m not even human.’

Richt bit his flesh again and held on. And he asked in a lighter tone.

“What are you going to use it for?”

Then Ban hesitates and opens his mouth.

“I thought the master would consider it necessary.”

Since no one was watching, the title quickly changed.

‘master.’

It’s a really attractive title.

“I?”

“yes.”

“okay. “Then let’s leave it to us.”

“It is an honour.”

Ban went behind Richt, who was sitting on the bed. The bed at the inn wasn’t very good and it made a creaking noise when Ban got on it.

Then, I felt like my hair was gently floating. Her class seemed to be cautious, fearing that her own hand might touch Licht. She first took some of her perfume and applied it to her hair.

‘Is it lavender?’

It was the favorite scent of Richt, who often had trouble sleeping due to his temper and weak body.

‘I said it’s good for a good night’s sleep.’

Although my skin wasn’t touching, I gradually felt relieved by the soft and careful brushing. Trim your hair with a thick comb, and carefully comb it down with a fine comb. My hair, which had become a mess, regained its shine and flowed like silk.

As soon as the scent that I smelled every time I slept came into the air, I started to feel drowsy. Even though he did not drive the horse himself, riding a horse for half a day was itself a difficult task for Licht.

I was half-dozing when a hard, rough finger touched the back of my neck.

“sorry.”

Ban quickly apologized.

“it’s okay.”

I don’t know when I learned it, but I liked brushing, so I decided to be generous and give it a go. Perhaps because of his drowsiness, the bar of reason was slowly loosening, but Richt, the person involved, did not realize it.

Long black hair falls over her shoulders.

“It’s done.”

Even though the class ended, my spirit did not come back easily.

“Are you tired?”

I think I nodded unconsciously.

“Then, would you like to sleep here for a while?”

Ban said in a whisper.

‘here?’

I lifted my heavy head. There was a better room, but it was the one I shared with Abel. Even though it is old, you will feel much more comfortable sleeping here.

I remembered Abel telling me to just comb my hair, but I had no intention of following suit. He doesn’t respect his own opinions, so why does he need to respect them? Richt lay down on the bed.

“I’m going to sleep for a little while.”

Richt said that and closed his eyes. It wasn’t long before I fell into an irresistible sleep.

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