This BL Novel Is Ruined Now - Chapter 228

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Chapter 228

Translator: Yonnee

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“……”

Paul wanted to protect Ailee’s tulip-like cheerfulness.

No, he simply hoped that his baby sister would never see any of the world’s filth.

‘If there are those who would hurt Ailee…’

Even if it was their fearsome mother, he would not forgive her.

So paradoxically, he pushed Ailee away even more firmly.

He had to meet his mother’s standards sooner. Only then could he prevent this pain from reaching his sister.

“I don’t want to play with you. I don’t even have the time.”

I must become the perfect successor so you won’t have to suffer.

‘I’ll take all the pain.’

So just keep smiling as you are now.

Unfortunately, the next year.

His only refuge, his beautiful baby sister, who was his only happiness, succumbed alone to a common fever.

* * *

“What’s that?”

Startled by the cheerful voice that came without any warning, Paul was shocked and became alert.

It had been the young troublemaker of the Chantra family, who had started visiting the Bohr domain recently following her grandmother, Marquis Chantra.

“Reina? How did you get in here?”

“I mean, the door was open though?”

The door was open? The entrance to the room he was in was disguised as a plain wall by illusion magic.

Paul looked around with a puzzled expression, trying to figure out the path the Chantra rascal could have infiltrated. But there was no sign of intrusion anywhere.

‘How exactly…’

He hadn’t heard of any magic wielders in the house of poison wielders.

‘Did she develop magic in the meantime?’

She had been different lately like another person.

‘I have heard that sometimes when magic suddenly manifests, the personality itself can change…’

As that thought crossed his mind, tension involuntarily gripped his body.

If she realizes what he’s doing…

Unknowingly on alert, he softened his voice and asked again.

“What brings you to the Bohr residence all of a sudden?”

But, who was the other party exactly?

It was the one and only headache of House Chantra—Reina Chantra. She flopped down next to him as if it didn’t matter that he was bristling like a cat.

“Grandma dragged me along. But hey, you drew that magic circle wrong.”

“…What?”

At her words, Paul, momentarily reverting to his true self, turned his gaze seriously.

Then a slender finger alternately pointed to a spot on the floor drawing and a corner of a book.

He noticed the subtly raised end of the floor drawing.

“……”

“See? Over there it’s curled up like a pig’s tail, but here it’s lifted like a dog’s tail.”

Reina raised her eyebrows at Paul, who was staring intently at her.

“Don’t you think I could be helpful if I stay?”

“……”

Paul, momentarily dropping the mask he showed to all members of the nine households, was at a loss for words.

‘She might actually be helpful.’

But the magic he was recreating now was a forbidden ancient magic. It was even data he had riskily transcribed from his mother’s library.

‘Reina Chantra. I haven’t heard she’s loose-lipped but…’

Given that she was from House Chantra, known for their reckless behavior, he didn’t quite trust her.

Perhaps sensing Paul’s thoughts, Reina grabbed and shook his sleeve.

“Heyyy, don’t be like that, let me stay here, okay? I won’t be a nuisance.”

But what does this girl think this is? Drawing a magic circle secretly in a hidden room with all the lights out—wasn’t it painfully clear that he’s doing something dangerous?

“……”

Paul, running his tongue over his teeth, slowly parted his lips to ask a question.

“Do you even know what this is?”

It was the first time in a long while since Ailee’s death that his real voice had emerged. But the other party still tilted her head with an innocent face.

“Do I need to know?”

“……”

Should he call this fearlessness or foolishness?

“You could die if you know.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s something you shouldn’t know.”

However, in response to his somber, warning-like line, all he got back was a frivolous laugh.

“What are you saying. Are you suffering from the chuunibyou syndrome or something?”

Confused by the unfamiliar term, Paul furrowed his brows and asked back, and Reina had flopped down on the floor.

“Chuuni… what?”

“Chuunibyou. Anyway, I won’t ask what you’re doing and I won’t disturb you, so don’t kick me out. Let’s escape from the old geezers’ gaze for a bit, okay?”

“……”

The Bohr elder council was known for being strict and prickly. Even he felt suffocated despite being trained, so how much more suffocating must it be for this troublemaker?

‘Still, it’s too dangerous to keep her here.’

Paul concluded and twisted his body intending to throw her out.

But.

Snore—

“……”

In that brief moment, Reina had fallen asleep, snoring.

“Huh…?”

Paul let out an involuntary chuckle and dropped the magic circle blueprint he was holding.

“Sleeping in this situation…?”

Is she crazy?