I’ve Been Reincarnated as a Villainous Aristocrat Who Tries To Steal Women From the Protagonist in an Erotic Fantasy Novel, and I’m Trying To Live an Honest Life, but I Steals Every Single Woman From the Protagonist. Why! - Chapter 6

“Hey, wake up, hey.”

I opened my eyes with a wince and there was a translucent, naked girl.

With fluffy hair and a young appearance.

“What a dream…”

“Aha! It’s not a dream!”

The naked girl slapped me.

… Did I get smacked?

“You are…?”

“I am Minerva II.”

“Mine… what?”

“Minerva II. Well, you can call me Milz if you like.”

The nude woman laughs and leans on my stomach.

“… Seriously, who are you?”

“The will of the great sage whose red stone you saved me from.”

… I see. My Heart fits the setting here. The Great Sage’s red stone has a will.

But I believe that [Only one person] in the work was able to talk to the will of the red stone.

Not only Harris, but even Marcoy couldn’t do it…

“Hey, kid! You’re awake!”

The door to the room opened and Grida, the red-haired dragon woman, entered.

She gives me a big hug.

“Thank you, benefactor! I just wanted to thank you!”

Geez! Gee… It’s painful…

And I feel like I’m going to suffocate in the big chest…

“Oh my God! Let go of my Marcoy, you fool!”

Miltz’s hands cut through the air.

Milz’s voice doesn’t seem to reach Grida, and she can’t even touch her?

“G, Grida, calm down. Let go of me.”

“Oh, I’m sorry about this.”

Grida briefly explained the situation.

After the attack of the Skeleton Dragon… I seem to have fainted.

It seems I was taken to a nearby clinic for treatment.

I heard that there is nothing wrong with my body at all.

Also no adventurers or knights died in the attack.

“The Red Stone was not stolen, and I and everyone else is safe. It was thanks to you. Thank you so much, my benefactor.”

Grida, sitting by the bed, bows deeply.

“You’re welcome.”

Well, at least I managed to get through the event somehow. Now if I can just live my life without getting involved…

“I’d love to thank you for all you’ve done for me!”

Grida grabs my hand and brings her face closer to mine.

“No, no… don’t thank me.”

“What a humble man! I like you more and more!”

No, I’m not being modest, I just don’t want to get involved with you because I’ll have to participate in the main story even if I don’t want to…

I don’t want to get close to you if I can help it…

“Let me thank you! Anything is fine!”

“No, seriously, it’s good…”

“Or me.”

What?

“Moo! Get away from him! Marcoy is mine! He’s my Marcoy!”

The transparent Milz is trying to smack the Grida.

Oh, what? Milz likes me too…?

I was puzzled.

“What are you doing? Keep quiet in the hospital room.”

The door opens and a man in a white coat walks in.

At… that moment, I froze.

This guy…! What the hell is he doing here?

“I’m sorry…”

“You are interrupting my examination. You’ll have to leave.”

“Yes, sir… See you later, kid.”

Grida was told by the doctor to leave the hospital room.

No, why… no, I see.

Grida doesn’t realise who this guy is.

It’s just me and the doctor in the room.

I wonder what it’s like…

“What’s the matter, Marcoy? You look stiff. Are you hungry…?”

Milz looks up at me with concern.

“No, I’m fine.”

“Yes. This boy is not in the hospital because he has a stomachache, so don’t worry, Milz.”

Milz and the doctor were conversing.

Yeah, that’s right… I knew it…

“You’re not surprised that I’m talking to an invisible being.”

“Oh, no…”

“It’s as if you know who I am.”

He snaps his fingers.

Then the doctor’s face changes, and with a jerk.

From a male doctor to a bespectacled woman with indigo hair, dressed in a suit.

Argus Gandalve.

She is the headmistress of the Ain School of Magic and Witchcraft.

She specializes in transformation magic and is said to have a thousand faces.

What is surprising is her extraordinary ability to copy even the abilities of the person she has transformed into.

“Let me introduce myself, though you seem to know who I am.”

Gandalve, the hero with a thousand faces.

In the world of My heart is so outstanding that there is no one in this world who does not know her name.

The reason why the dark wizard Noir was driven to the brink of death is because of this wizard.

“Certainly I am a celebrity in this form… but I think very few people know what the doctor was like. I had my face copied when I came here just a few minutes ago.”

Well, not good… I can’t say that I knew her from the original.

I knew what this doctor looked like because at the end of the first volume of the original, when he comes to the injured Harris, this man transformed.

“And I’ve never seen anyone else see Milz besides me.”

“Don’t do anything to my Marcoy.”

Milz hugs me and threatens Gandalve.

Chuckling, she tells me.

“Yes, first of all, I want to thank you. Thank you. Thanks to you, Milz is no longer in enemy hands. I really appreciate it.”

Su… and the best wizard in the world bows to me.

At the same time, I feel sorry. I was simply fighting for my life.

“By all means…”

“Uh, so no thanks are necessary, and I don’t want to get into any more weird stuff, so can I ask you to leave?”

Did I sound a little rude?

No, but that’s fine. It’s just enough to be disliked.

I mean, Gandalve is one of the most important characters in the book!

She’s one of the top 10 people I would never want anything to do with!

“Could you bring back the Great Sage’s Red Stone home?”

“That’s not going to happen.”

“Why not?”

Gandalve takes something out of her pocket.

She points at me to look in the hand mirror.

“What the hell is this?”

There is Marcoy’s reflection.

He was supposed to be a boy with black hair and gold eyes….

But his left eye was red like a ruby.

“Why are my eyes red!”

“That’s because your eyes have assimilated the Great Sage’s red stone.”

“Assimilated with my eyes?”

Milz looked at me with a grin.

“Why are they like this?”

“Because I like you!”

The will of red stone likes me so much that she has become obsessed about me…

“This is a problem. The red stone is a very important item. We can’t give it to a civilian.”

“I know, right?…. Haha, what should I do…”

I have a bad feeling about this…

“So… Marcoy Draco.”

The school principal smiles and says.

“Would you like to enroll at Ain Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where I, Gandalve, am the headmaster?”

Isn’t that the setting of the main story? Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

“No, no! No, thank you!”

Why do I have to get into the main stage, where Harris is, too! I will be doomed!

“That’s a problem. That would require me to gouge out your left eye…”

“No! I don’t want to lose an eye!”

“Then you’ll have to go to the Academy of Magic and Witchcraft under my protection.”

I wouldn’t want to die trying to get on… the stage of the main story.

But I’m not willing to lose my left eye…

What should I do…?

No, but now that my left eye has turned to red stone, a lot of dark wizards will be coming after me.

I can’t handle it alone then.

… After all.

“Thank you… for your help…”

“Thank you. Well, even if you had refused, I would have forced you to enroll under my authority. Hahaha.”

… That’s how I ended up enrolling in the Academy of Magic and Witchcraft.

Damn it, how did this happen?