Divorce Manual

Chapter 128

Chapter 8. The Appearance of the Villain is Dramatic

"Your Majesty, the work at Condel seems to have failed."

Prince Kyle, who has been sitting in the banquet hall with a smile on his face, listening to the elegant melody, gently turns his head to the sight behind him.

"......"

His lieutenant bows his head at the cold gaze that cooled so quickly that it's unbelievable to think that he has been smiling this whole time.

"I'm sorry."

Kyle turns his head while looking at the top of his lieutenant's head, sighs a little, and stands up from his seat.

Shouts burst out of nowhere.

"Oh my God, how did he get so handsome?"

"I wonder if an angel would even look different than him."

"Oh, I wish he could hold me in his arms!"

In the eyes of the young girls who are pouring their praises for him with their faces covered with fans—

"Wait."

He bows his head slightly.

Kyle, who finished the greeting with a light smile, turns around.

The young girls' cheers continue at his back, where even his slightest movement seems elegant. Kyle moves slowly as if he's enjoying the gaze and enters the smoking room.

Tak –

"Darren, explain it to me."

As soon as the door closing behind his back, Darren hurriedly kneel down from Kyle's cold gaze and puts his forehead on the ground.

"Your Highness."

The icy stare and the lack of emotion behind his voice are signs that Kyle's anger has reached a dangerous level.

It's just that Kyle can't vomit his anger while being in his seat.

In such a state, if he misspeaks, there is no law that his life would not be like his predecessors.

"Darren?"

As Darren brushes his hair away, he swallows the dry saliva.

"T-The message from Condel—"

Kyle, who comes right in front of him, who's been trembling and stuttering, stares down at Darren's back.

"A message?"

"Yes, Y-Your Highness. Currently, Condel—"

"I'll take care of it."

Seeing Darren, who's unable to speak properly due to fear, a man sighs briefly and walks out toward the light. The young man neatly brushes his incredibly bright silvery hair. It's hard to believe that he's been hiding in the shadow this whole time.

"Fabian."

Kyle sways his head towards the sound.

"Your Highness."

Fabian lowers his back deeply and looks up at Kyle with one corner of his lips twists upward.

Even Kyle, who is usually praised for being beautiful, can't be comparable in appearance.

Kyle narrows his eyes at Fabian's inhumane appearance and blue eyes.

"I must have told you not to creep in like a rat."

"I'm sorry."

Kyle twists his face and looks at Fabian, who doesn't look apologetic at all. Unlike Darren, who is lying flat and trembling, Fabian's expression shows no fear towards Kyle.

On the contrary, he looks at Darren with a look that doesn't seem to understand why he is so afraid of Kyle.

Kyle turns away, showing an uncomfortable feeling.

"According to news from Condel, Cadensha has been overpowered by Duke Diago."

Fabian takes a step out and speaks. A tendon swells up on Kyle's temple.

"It was suppressed?"

"Yes."

He says with a smile as if it's nothing special. Kyle turns away and breathes heavily, moving his head.

"I don't think that it's nothing. Not at all."

Fabian steps closer to him, as if he has read Kyle's mind.

"Fabian."

Kyle, who raises his index finger as if to stop Fabian's steps, looks at him.

"It sounds like Charles Diago overpowering Cadensha means that your plan has failed, and you've been trying in vain."

"......"

"Is my thinking wrong?"

Fabian steps back at the gaze of displeasure.

As if backing away, Kyle picks up a cigarette that's on the table and lights a fire. He then looks back at Fabian.

"Isn't that right?"

Fabian makes eye contact with him and nods at the disbelief and displeasure gaze of Kyle after he exhaled a white smoke.

"On the surface, yes."

"......"

"I've been thinking this loss was just a small battle, but Your Highness seems to have decided this determined the victory or defeat of the war."

"......"

"Although this happened because we underestimated Duke Diago, it isn't all."

"What do you mean, it's not all?"

Kyle looks at Fabian, putting his cigarette out with his shoe.

Smiling softly, Fabian steps forward, noticing Kyle's expression asking for a proper explanation.

"Even though we have confirmed that the monster-class Cadensha has been extinguished, we should look forward to the next time."

Fabian shrugs as if it's nothing special.

"After all, this was a test."

At that, Kyle, who's staring at Fabian, walks towards the console.

"I am okay."

"Would you like to drink?"

Kyle pauses for a moment at the refusal that came before he could even speak, ignores Fabian's intention, and pours two glasses of alcohol.

"So, what do you plan to do next? Are you going to overestimate Charles?"

"Yes, I intend to."

"......"

Fabian nods.

"I didn't expect Cadensha to run wild, but he fixed it."

Kyle turns back with a grin and hands Fabian a glass.

"It sounds like he passed your tricky test."

"Yes."

"Really?"

"It is regrettable that Duke Diago does not have the right to succession."

"......"

Fabian casually spits out the words corresponding to treason as Kyle glares at him, clutching his glass tightly. However, Fabian smiles brightly without showing any signs of hesitation despite the harsh gaze.

"But, he cannot be emperor."

"......"

"Therefore, I have only one lord, Your Highness."

Kyle tilts his head at Fabian's slurred words.

"Why did you rule out Michael?"