Otome Shuraba: The villain heartthrob refuses to flirt

Chapter 409 I also want to go to the sun



Chapter 409 I also want to go to the sun

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the door of the room at the end of the corridor was slammed hard.

The next moment, there was a "pop" and a heavy slap on Mark's face.

Although there was no light on in the room, the thin moonlight alone was enough to see the anger on Count Loel's face.

Those angry eyes stared at Mark and cursed:

"Beast! Are you crazy?! You are talking nonsense to Anthony, what do you want to do?!"

Mark fell to the ground and did not move.

Because the slap was too hard, the corner of his lip was torn and blood began to ooze out.

There was obviously burning pain on his face, but Mark's heart felt as cold as the twelfth lunar month.

After a moment, he turned his head and spat out the fishy sweetness in his mouth, raised his eyelids, looked at the furious man in front of him and sneered:

"Father, why are you angry? Didn't we already agree before?

"If you stop pretending to love Monica, I won't make all the scandals public."

"presumptuous!"

The furious Count Loel cursed at his son,

"Your mother and I are on the same page, and our love for Monica is genuine. Where is the pretense?!"

"Be upright? Do it with intention?"

As if hearing an extremely funny joke, Mark burst out laughing.

"Father, there is no one else here, so why do you lie?

"Do you still think that I am a three-year-old child who can't tell the truth from lies after being fooled by a few words?"

Without standing up from the ground, Mark supported his arms, moved a few steps back, and leaned against the wall.

The dim moonlight shone on his swollen and bleeding face, which looked a bit scary.

But those brown pupils were shining brightly, like stars in the darkness.

“Father, do you think I don’t know that you have never liked Monica.

“How could a mere viscount’s little daughter fall into the eyes of the empire’s first arms master?

"The reason why you want Monica to be my wife is because she is simple, innocent, kind and easy to control.

"You know that I don't like Monica, but you still want her to marry me. Isn't it just to block Yuyou's mouth?"

At this point, Count Lauel was too lazy to pretend anymore. He said bluntly:

"Yes, you are right, we took advantage of Monica, but so what? Everything was voluntary on her part.

"Besides, the bloodline of dwarves needs to be passed on. I will never allow the bloodline of dwarves to be cut off in your generation."

"Forget it, father." A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and Mark said in disgust:

"Don't put such a big label as 'dwarf blood inheritance' on my head.

"Even if I have no children in my life, the Loel family has so many branches, and the dwarf bloodline cannot be cut off.

"What you want is not my child, nor the inheritance of dwarf blood.

"What you want from the beginning to the end is just the position of the head of the family, the position of the empire's arms master, power, money, and desire.

"It's the bad roots buried deep in the dwarf's bloodline, it's your endless greed!

"For this reason, you pretended to like Monica very much, and you also asked your mother to brainwash her. Do you think I don't know?"

Count Loel was furious when he heard this, strode towards Mark, raised his foot and was about to kick him.

But the man leaning against the wall didn't move, showing no intention of dodging.

He raised his head, looked directly at his father with his starry eyes, and said sarcastically:

"Come on, kick me, kick me hard, it's best to make me unable to stand up, lest I have to be given medicine by you later."

"what?"

The raised foot suddenly stopped, and Count Loel's expression was startled.

"Hey." Mark sneered, "Do you think I don't know?"

"If I guess correctly, you should have a strong aphrodisiac in your suit pocket right now.

"You originally planned to find an opportunity to drink it for me at this banquet and then send Monica over?

"Then, my mother would bring a few ladies with whom I had a good relationship to witness my love affair with Monica.

“In the end, I will marry Monica to protect her reputation.

"This is also the reason why you must be Monica. You have long planned to use family affection, friendship, and love to coerce me."

It seemed that he didn't expect that Mark would see everything through.

Count Lauel, who was originally furious and unable to control himself, actually stared blankly and stayed where he was, silent for a long time.

Seeing his father's face turned pale and frozen on the spot, Mark felt not only no trace of relief, but also a little bitterness.

He raised his head, trying to see the moon in the sky through the glass skylight, but saw nothing.

After a while, he let out a long sigh and said calmly:

“Father, when I was young, you were like a god in the sky to me, tall, mighty, and invincible.

"Later, when I grew up and understood the disputes in the court, I felt extremely proud.

“I am proud that my family is impartial, loyal only to the emperor, and sincere to the empire.

"But now, I realize that I was wrong, completely wrong...

"The Loel family is the most extravagant, greedy and selfish. Our object of loyalty is not the emperor, but the imperial power."

"What are you talking about!" Count Loel shouted angrily, "What is the difference between imperial power and emperor?"

"Of course there is a difference." Mark replied:

"You didn't stop me from approaching the Imperial Preceptor before, isn't it because the Imperial Preceptor holds the imperial power?

"And now, you find that the Master has three giant dragons, and I have no chance, so you want to use Monica to stop me."

"Hehe, hehe..." Mark sneered.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, you have miscalculated. My love for the Imperial Master is no longer the lustful thing it was before.

"I love her, her bravery and tenacity, my restraint and kindness.

"She is the moon of the empire. She can obviously have a lot, but she is never greedy."

Thinking of Irene, Mark's eyes revealed an extremely soft and warm feeling.

As if some kind of strength had been infused into his tired body, Mark slowly stood up.

He faced his father, his eyes firm and sonorous and said:

"Father, let me say this for the last time, you don't have to be delusional, I will never get married in this life.

“I don’t want to use or harm any kind-hearted girl, and I don’t allow you to use and harm them.

"If you keep pretending to find Monica, I will definitely expose all the ugliness of the Loel family to the public."

After saying that, Mark turned around and walked out.

Count Loel said anxiously: "Why are you doing this?! What good will it do to you to make everything public?

"If the National Preceptor knows the greed in the blood of the Loel family, she will only dislike you even more, and you will be even less likely to get close to her!"

The knuckles that had just touched the doorknob stiffened. Mark stood still and didn't speak for a long time.

Just when Earl Loel thought he had choked off his son's vitality by saying, "She will only dislike you even more."

Unexpectedly, the man standing at the door suddenly smiled and said, "She already knew it."

But she didn't abandon me, nor did she alienate me.

She just used her dying will to restrain her desire to suck me and protect my life.

It was she who taught me that true love is mutual responsibility and restraint, rather than wishful asking and possession.

With a smile on his lips and a slight force on his knuckles, Mark opened the door.

The warm light in the corridor shone lightly on the man's body, as if giving him a layer of sand gold.

Mark walked into the bright corridor and looked back at his father standing in the dark room.

"Ugly greed only deserves to hide in the darkness, but she is in the sun, and I also want to be in the sun."


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