I'm Looking for the Male Lead for the Ending - Chapter 77
Chapter 39.2
Given that Allen was among the wealthiest in both the duchy and Arbonis, it seemed absurd that he couldn’t overlook such a trivial mistake.
Only later did I come to understand that his rage wasn’t simply about an emerald falling off the ornament.
To him, that ornament was a reflection of himself—an object so rare and valuable that it set him apart, making any comparison to ordinary people unthinkable. Because a mere servant had damaged something so valuable, he must have seen it as a direct tarnish to his own worth.
In hindsight, it was no surprise that his fury had escalated to that extent.
In that life, Allen claimed to love me, but I knew all too well that the one he loved wasn’t me. What he truly loved was the title of a marquis’ daughter and the kind of beauty that would serve as a trophy to elevate his status. Even after enduring it all in hopes of reaching the end, the irony was that I still met my death at his sword at the close of that life.
I pushed away the painful memories threatening to overwhelm me and forced my mind back to the present.
At the end of the day, what mattered was that Allen was a man utterly driven by inferiority and entitlement. Even now, he sought to ease his insecurities by surrounding himself with rare and luxurious possessions, flaunting them for all to see. As a result, the clothes and accessories he wore rivaled even those worn by Vien, the prince of Arbonis.
I shifted my gaze away from the hall and made my way toward the chair set up in the center.
Those seeking information sat in the chair below the platform, while Allen, the seller, occupied the elevated seat above.
As I settled into my chair, I couldn’t help but wonder if sitting a few steps above everyone else really gave him a sense of superiority.
Soon after I adjusted my posture, the sharp sound of footsteps echoed across the marble floor. Despite my attempt to stay composed, my throat felt parched, and my palms grew damp with sweat. The memories of what I had endured made my skin crawl, sending a cold shiver up my neck despite nothing physically touching me.
Gritting my teeth against the phantom pain, I watched as a man in a bear-shaped half-mask casually seated himself in the elevated chair.
“My apologies for the wait. What brings you here today, my lady?”
“I’m here to ask for the help that the master of this place promised me.”
The man, unfazed by my composed tone, replied in a neutral voice.
“Are you suggesting that I have something I can help you with, Lady?”
“I wasn’t speaking to you. I came to meet the true owner of this place.”
“….”
“You wouldn’t be trying to pass yourself off as him and fool me, would you?”
“Are you saying I don’t look like the rightful owner of this place?”
His voice grew noticeably colder and more pointed.
My gaze shifted to the curtain draped behind his seat as I opened my mouth to speak once more.
“There is only one person who truly belongs in that seat.”
[ 〈 SYSTEM 〉
Allen Basilic’s favorability increases by 3%!
Allen’s current favorability: 2% → 5% ]
A chime rang out as the system window appeared over the curtained area.
As the curtain on the platform was drawn aside, a man emerged. Messy dark brown hair spilled over his mask while striking emerald-green eyes shone vividly beneath it. The seated man quickly rose to his feet, hastily stepping aside to offer him the chair.
I stood up as well and greeted him with a slight bow.
“It’s a pleasure to meet the owner of this place.”
“I-It’s been quite some time, L-Lady Ardi.”
Allen’s eyes locked onto mine. His unwavering emerald gaze lingered on me, reflecting a hint of curiosity.
“Y-You came here to ask for my help?”
I met his gaze and responded.
“I recently learned that my brother has been visiting this place. Would you be able to tell me the reason for his visits?”
Allen’s eyes narrowed slightly at my question. He stayed quiet for a moment, seemingly assessing my motives, before a smirk curled on his lips as he responded.
“T-That would be im-impossible, I’m afraid. While I did p-promise to help you, I c-can’t disregard my obligation to maintain my c-clients’ confidentiality.”
Naturally, this answer didn’t come as a surprise to me. That was why I decided to take a chance on the slight increase in favorability and opened my mouth.
“I’ve always known Your Highness to be a man of honor who values trust… But perhaps I was mistaken in thinking that only your promises to me held importance.”
“….”
“I’m sorry. Then, I’ll take my leave now.”
I stood up from my seat and gave him a polite bow. Feigning indifference, I turned away, but deep down, I desperately repeated my plea.
‘Don’t let me go. Stop me, Allen!’
“Th-Then…!”
His voice called out from behind me.
“H-He has been searching for someone… with m-my assistance.”
“….”
“I-I would like to think that this much s-still honors the trust between us, L-Lady Ardi.”
‘Heron is looking for someone?’
I turned back and met Allen’s gaze.
He had no reason to go out of his way to stop me from leaving if he was only going to lie.
“Thank you, Your Highness.”
“T-Take care, Lady Ardi. I e-eagerly await the day we meet again.”
[ 〈 SYSTEM 〉
Allen Basilic’s favorability increases by 2%!
Allen’s current favorability: 5% → 7% ]
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