Saving The Villainous Monster From The Male Lead-Chapter 51 - 50: Secretory/ Advisor

Adena had sent a letter to Caelestis about the incident that took place at Flora’s tea party. She had turned the whole incident in her favour. According to her, Verbena Mallory, Eleanore’s supposed friend, had done it all on her orders.

Eleanore couldn’t believe how vicious and clever this woman is. She thought about the short conversation they had before she left the party, as she made her way to Caelestis study.

The mansion today looked different. Eleanore couldn’t particularly pick what made her feel like that but she could sense the change in atmosphere. This vibe in the mansion felt good.

When she was only a few steps away from the study, its door dashed open. Her eyes widened in horror, when she saw books, pencils, tissues, even wooden boxes, getting thrown out on someone.

"I am not your servant. I refuse to work on your behalf from now onwards." A familiar voice yelled from inside. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"What did you say?" Caelestis yelled back at this person.

"What are you doing? That’s a vase, it could hurt me pretty badly, you know." The man said in fear mixed with mockery.

Eleanore continued forward and stood in front of the open door from where Caelestis could see her. Acting as if he were a child caught by his mother, he put the vase down and sat back into his chair.

"Wow! I thought that vase was coming my way at any moment but you stopped. How?" The man was completely flabbergasted.

Eleanore tried to get a glimpse of this strange man, who had the nerve to talk in such a rude speech with the grand duke. She was facing his back. He has a slender body and was wearing a gaudy green coat filled with golden embroidery. He had a scholar-like long jet-black hair were tied in a loose ponytail and secured by an emerald, green ribbon, matching his strange attire’s color. A long golden earring was tinkling in his right ear and that reminded her of a prominent character from the novel.

"Victor." She called him out. Eleanore didn’t want to say it out loud, but it just happened.

Victor turned around with a big smile that Eleanore was expecting to drop on seeing her, but it didn’t. She believed that everyone in the noble world except Hael hated her, but she was wrong. There was one more man who adored her like his own sister.

"Elle!" He said in astonishment. "Oh my god! What are you doing at the devil’s castle?" He asked, as his feet started to move forward to her.

He pulled stunned Eleanore into a hug and then let out a loud sigh, while stroking her soft blond hair. "You still love this devil, don’t you?" He pulled himself out of her arms, to look at her face.

"What?" Eleanore still couldn’t understand where the conversation was heading. She could remember the words of the novel she had read, very well.

||Caelestis didn’t have many who supported him in his madness and one of them was his secretary/advisor, Victor. Victor was a wise man, who always preferred standing with truth and love. Even though Caelestis was his saviour, he always gave love higher priority over loyalty.||

"Come on. You can tell anything to your brother, remember?" He said, giving a flick of finger on her head.

Eleanore covered her wounded forehead and continued staring at him with empty eyes in complete shock.

Caelestis lost many of his allies when he killed Eleanore. One of them was Victor, who considered himself her younger brother.

Victor had a pretty sad past. He was a survivor of the war that took place between Zhipher and Seraphine. In fact, he was the only survivor of a village having a population of thousands. It all got whipped out in the ten yearlong wars.

The famine that followed after, had internally killed Victor. Hunger had turned him mad, and his madness drove him to revenge. Revenge against the nobles. He believed that the war was caused due to their fragile egos.

When he arrived at the capital along with the other immigrants that were saved from the borderline. He spotted the Noble family of Grand duke Lancaster at the site. He was incharge of this task that the kind King of Seraphine had bestowed over him.

Victor at the tender age of five had made up his mind to kill the sinner, the grand duke of Lancaster. One of the nobles who had killed his parents, his little sister and his entire village.

In the late night one day, he tiptoed to the tent, where the grand duke resided with a knife in his hand. He hid behind it until the white knights could change their shift, but before he could take action, he got caught. By Caelestis, the little grand duke of Lancaster.

"What are you doing?" Caelestis, who was seven at that time asked.

Victor hesitated. The knife in his hand dropped on hearing a voice from behind him. He knew it belonged to a child, but the firmness in that child’s voice clearly indicated that he was of higher standing.

"If you are trying to kill my father with that little knife. I must let you know it won’t work." Caelestis said, on seeing the pocket knife on the ground, with a smirk on his face.

Victor turned around in fear. "I was not—"

"My father said," Caelestis interrupted his false reasoning that was coming through as he was uninterested in it. " — that you all are mentally tired and strained. So, it might be possible that one of you might try this."

Victor gulped on hearing that.

"But he also said that it isn’t your fault. Any human would do that if they have seen the death of their loved ones and have suffered hunger for days. I believe you might as well have gone through this."

"What do you know?" Victor felt angry at this little boy, who looked only a little bit older than him. Yet he could proudly say that he himself has seen more dark sides of life than him. This little kid has gone through none of what he has gone through and yet he has the nerve to come here and discuss about these problems with him.