Since When Were You The Villain? - Chapter 15

With a strange feeling, Nicholas looked into Killian’s eyes.

“Thank you for telling me.”

Killian nodded his head and immediately walked out.

Nicholas ran after him.

And now, Killian is standing in front of the main building of Count Frauss.

He sent Doctor Leopeld to the imperial court through Nicholas, but it would still take a lot of time to just go back.

And Ian Frauss, standing by the window on the second floor, stared at him without moving.

“The doctor said it was a simple cold. I think it’s because she was tired. You don’t have to worry too much. Her fever has gone down a bit now.”

“I’m not comfortable with the fact that she got after I spent time with her yesterday.”

The black-haired man looked at the second-floor window and worried about his fiance.

Earlier, he had spoken in a quiet and calm voice.

But the butler felt a sense of intimidation as if his whole body was being crushed by his respectful concerns.

It was a horror that he seemed as if he was going to die at the duke’s fingertips if he continued to stand in front of him.

‘Is the military and police commander originally in this mood…?’

It was true that he was tall and had a charisma that was difficult to approach, but Killian was a righteous defender in charge of imperial security.

However, in the present appearance, there was a sense of incongruity.

Were his eyes that cruelly red?

Was his voice that cold?

At that moment, Killian took a step closer to the front door.

The butler involuntarily took a step back in response to the huge aura that was putting pressure on him.

“I heard that you had never asked for a doctor’s visit for Sophia, but seeing a doctor was called made me feel that it was more serious than you thought.”

Killian had heard from Lady Chanelia.

Contrary to the rumors that she was weak, none of the doctors went to the Frauss mansion to see Sophia.

“That, that…”

As the butler stuttered, Killian came one step closer.

As if pushed by a huge force, the butler and servants step aside.

They didn’t even dare to stop him.

And all of a sudden, the black leather boots passed the front door and hit the marble floor of the main lobby.

“Thank you for allowing me.”

When they came back to their senses, the butler and the servants behind him were clearing the way for Killian.

Killian passed them slowly and went up the stairs.

“I, I…!”

The butler, who tried to catch him, dared not to stop Killian. So were the maids.

Helplessly, they opened the door to the military and police commander.

Killian knew where he was going.

The room on the left on the second floor, where Ian Frauss, who had quietly disappeared from the window as he passed the front door, was there.

But as soon as he climbed the stairs, he had to meet a new guard.

“Archduke Killian Viprons Rivelon.”

Isn’t that the great Sir Ian Frauss meeting him in the hallway on the second floor?

The butler and maids, who could not take their feet off the first floor lobby, trembled at Ian’s appearance.

‘Wasn’t their feets too heavy to get to the front door?’

A smirk appeared on Killian’s lips.

But he soon took hold of his expression and was polite.

“Sir Ian Frauss. Long time no see.”

“…I told you to go back.”

Kilian responded with a light smile as he cut the greeting.

“I think Count Frauss is absent. If the Count had been there, he wouldn’t have made a butler drive me out.”

The Count would have jumped out on both feet to meet him.

They didn’t even really talk about the rumors yesterday, so he was right. He would have brought him in.

If Killian wanted to see Sophia, he would have dragged his sick hair to meet her.

But this young, tricky knight was different.

Ian Frauss’s bad personality was widely known both inside and outside the Knights of Ruchtainer.

He was arrogant, cold-hearted, and sometimes showed obsessive compulsions in unknown places.

Nevertheless, he was a knight recognized for his outstanding skills.

Even those who usually complained about him acknowledged him in battle.

If they go to the battlefield with Ian Frauss, the fear that they will be defeated disappears.

And in fact, he never lost any battles he took part in.

His skills were excellent, he was smart, and he has the brutality necessary for war.

“Ian Frauss is a good knight. But the problem is that he is exceptionally good on his own…”

Killian recalled the words of the commander of the Knights of Ruchtainer with a sigh.

Killian was well aware that it was not easy to build such a reputation at such a young age.

He must have been through many things since he was a child as he started his life as a Knights Templar.

In that respect, Killian thought that Ian and himself had a lot in common.

“Because Sophia is not feeling well, she is not in a situation to see you.”

Ian didn’t even try to hide the irritation in his tone.

Somehow, the commander of the military police thought that he could understand the reason for the sigh of the knight commander of Ruchtainer.

“I will ask you one thing. Did my fiance directly decline my visit?”

“…”

“Then it is just a judgment.”

The corners of Killian’s lips rose.

Ian was a surprisingly honest chivalricist where he didn’t lie while being sharp.

Unless he said he didn’t like Sophia, he had no reason to back down.

“It was your judgment to break into someone else’s house without permission.”

At Ian’s cold inquiry, Killian’s gaze turned to the butler and maids looking below the railing.

The Frauss servants were looking up at the two anxiously as if embarrassed.

“Everyone paved the way for me to come in.”

Then Ian coldly looked down at his servants as he perfectly blocked Killian.

“I’m sorry. I’m not going to make way for you.”

“It’s okay. I’ll just pave the way.”

“Are you saying you want to fight with me here?”

Seeing Killian’s relaxed expression on his face, Ian placed his hand on the sword that was tied around his waist.

The faces of the butler and maids looking up at the two of them are startled.

At the same time, servants from other places rushed into the hallways and lobby as if it was a spectacle.

A knight and military police commander who is one of the best knights in the Empire.

Anyone who lives must have wondered at some point in their lives, ‘Who would win if those two people fought?’

It wasn’t good that the place was the Frauss mansion, but it was definitely an exciting spectacle anyway.

But the polite intruder did not lose his composure.

“How could I fight Sir Ian? Who has devoted his life for the Empire.”

He bowed his head slightly, paying homage as if representing the imperial family.

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And in an instant, his red gaze turned towards the wall of the hallway as if to confirm the space.

Ian had an intuition that that gaze would be a sign of some movement.

‘Break through.’

Ian read Killian’s gaze and took off in an instant.

But Killian, on the other hand, ran as if he was jumping towards the hallway railing.

‘Fake…!’

While Ian turned again, Killian grabbed the railing and threw herself into the air.

“Oh!”

“Wow!”

People watching from downstairs screamed, thinking he was going to fall to the first floor.

But his body, like a compass, rotated in mid-air around his arm holding the handrail.

At the hem of the coat flapping like black wings, the mouths of the Frauss servants were wide open.

Ian’s gaze looking back after was belated.

And the two feet in black boots gently stepped back down the hallway on the second floor.

It happened in the blink of an eye.

Killian, landing behind Ian, raised his head once with a polite smile.

At the same time, the beautiful young man’s face was distorted.

Ian lost. 

Without a sword against each other, he completely lost the battle.

In one simple fake move that he barely made with his eyes…!

There was a cracking sound of teeth grinding from the jaw.

Meanwhile, Killian leisurely walked down the hallway towards Sophia’s room.

Sophia didn’t know what was going on.

Ian, who had been looking out the window all the time, suddenly left.

‘Is Killian back?’

Usually in novels, when you get sick and have a fever like this, the male protagonist takes care of you.

It seems that it is difficult to expect that cliché this time.

‘By the way, why am I in Ian’s room…?’

At first, she thought that it was a new room that was newly assigned to the main building.

But soon she realized that this was Ian’s room.

The sword and bow displayed above the fireplace, the knight’s uniform ironed without wrinkling, and a scroll with the coat of arms of the Ruchtainer Knights embroidered on it.

The books, arranged without any clutter, seemed to indirectly show Ian’s personality.

‘I don’t think Ian is the male lead…’

Sophia shook her throbbing head.

It was absolutely impossible for her to be connected with her half-brother.

Then, a neat knocking sound caught her attention.

“Your Excellency…?”

Turning her head, Sophia looked at her fiance standing in front of the door.

Apparently Ian was trying to kick him out…?

“Sophia.”

Calmly, but at a slightly quick pace, he approached her.

No matter how many times she glanced with her eyes, the handsome man who is 190 cm tall did not disappear.

She didn’t think the fever made her see things.

“Are you okay?”

A soft low-pitched tone asks anxiously.

Instead of answering, Sophia nodded her sweaty little head and pointed to her bedside table.

A small bowl of powdered medicine and a glass of water were placed on the side table.