[BL] Seducing Male Leads To Survive As A Villain In A Novel-Chapter 294: The Wizard’s Tale V

Felix grew up all alone because of his illness, so he had no friends. He felt awkward around people. But Lyeian brought him out of his shell.

Lyeian was cheerful and bubbly, so he naturally helped Felix smile again, and the two of them naturally grew close together.

They happily cooperated with whatever medication Mr. Albert was giving them. And happily spent their time together in the pond made for them.

They had become really close as friends.

With time, Lyeian had begun developing some strange powers he didn’t understand. But he didn’t go insane yet, since he was a pure soul. Mr. Albert had noticed and calmed him down, telling the kid that it was normal and he was a vessel of the gods. That he was special.

He had lied to the kid while he continued with his process of bonding their souls and driving the dark force into the pure soul—Lyeian.

Kyle had noticed, and he didn’t seem happy. He felt left out and overlooked. He had been his apprentice and had helped him for years now.

He had patiently helped Mr. Albert with the hope of learning black magic fully from him and using it for his own means. And this led him to grow jealous, because he felt Mr. Albert was teaching Lyeian magic and not him.

When he confronted Mr. Albert, he told him, "I’ve been with you for years and helped you. Why aren’t you teaching me magic yet? Why are you training Lyeian instead?"

But Mr. Albert had casually answered, "Your time will come. Just be patient. Lyeian has a pure soul, more disposable for it. So take your time and build more."

But years went by and he wasn’t taught anything. He simply watched as Mr. Albert prioritized Lyeian and watched as Lyeian’s powers improved.

He was jealous. No matter how much he tried to be nice to his younger brother Lyeian, he was still jealous. And with time, he couldn’t bear it anymore.

And so he secretly began helping himself. Since no one was going to teach him, he was going to practice and learn black magic himself. And for his own needs.

And without proper guidance, Kyle went into the dark path of learning black magic. And he did so secretly.

Felix was now 20 years old, and Mr. Albert had finally achieved what he wanted.

He had successfully bound his soul to Lyeian, a pure soul. And he had noticed that his son had fully gotten better.

And so he began making plans to end all this madness he had started.

He had secretly made pills and fed them to his son. Cast some magic spells and washed off his son’s memory of all that had happened in the mountain.

That night, after he had given him the pill, he came into his room at midnight while his son was asleep with Lyeian.

And then he took his son and planned to escape the mountain, leaving Lyeian and Kyle there. He had planned to run out into another kingdom or something and start a new life with his son.

His son would now be normal, without any demonic powers or so. One that would be alive for him. A peaceful and perfect life.

That was all he wanted.

But that same night was when Kyle’s magical experiment had gone wrong.

Kyle had secretly made himself some potion that would help him gain some powers. But as he took the potion, he found himself burning up inside.

In his room in the cave, Kyle cried in pain as he rolled around violently. He cried in pain while rubbing his hand over his chest.

He felt like he was burning up. Like he had been thrown into some fire or something. The pain was consuming him, and there was nothing he could do.

He cried in pain as he crawled out of his room and came outside to meet his master in his room.

But he saw his master outside, carrying his unconscious son in his arms. Mr. Albert was covered in a black cloak and was about to run off.

"Master.. save me.." He crawled up to his master, his skin burning red. "Save me.. I think I’m going to die.. I don’t want to die.. save me, master.. please.. please.." he cried.

Mr. Albert stared at him in shock. "What the hell did you do to yourself?"

"I tried getting powers myself.. but I think I’m going to die.. save me, master. Please."

But Mr. Albert stared at the son in his arms. There was no time; if he wasted any time, he might not be able to run away. To escape all this madness he had started.

He didn’t have time.

"Sorry, I have to leave," he said, about to leave as Kyle grabbed his legs.

"Master, don’t leave... Don’t leave me... Save me... Take me with you... Save me... I’ll be of help to you. Don’t abandon me. I don’t want to die yet," he cried, but Mr. Albert kicked his hands off his legs and ran off.

He didn’t even look back as he took off and made his way out of the mountain. And never turned back again.

And so Kyle lay there in immense pain. Tears ran down his eyes as he hugged himself in the pain. He was burning up and losing his mind; there was nothing he knew to do.

And so he lay there in tears, feeling betrayed and abandoned again in all possible ways. He hated the feeling he was lying there with, hated the pain, but at that moment it seemed that was all that was left for him.

It seemed like death was already coming to him. Coming to crown his pathetic life and take him away.

And so he closed his eyes in tears, hugging himself tightly in the pain while dreading his journey to the underworld.

Because he knew at that moment, there was no hope left for him.

But when he woke up in the morning and found Lyeian standing before him, he knew he had hope left.