pon hearing that a classmate had feelings for her, he gave up his plan then.
However, when that classmate left the academy, he gathered up his courage and confessed his feelings for her.

And he learned that she was an innocent girl as he thought she was.

She was unsuspecting, kind to others, and never failed to smile.

She was not confident of herself, and always looked at Leopold with anxious and clinging eyes.

I miss Leo, I’m anxious without Leo, such words gave him confidence.

Don’t worry, we are a marquis family.
I will help you no matter how poor your family is. 

Natalia laughed happily when he told her this, which made Leopold happy.

To Natalia, Leopold is a prince.

I do not have the sharp wits of Rembrandt, nor the gentle wisdom of Edgar, and I can only wield my sword in a foolish manner.

But if Natalia says so.

If you want me to stay as your prince, I will do so as much as you want.

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— “If we could accomplish what we thought we could, everyone would love it.”

No, it’s not.
It’s not like that.

If Natalia wants, or because Natalia wants, I can be anything she wants me to be.
Yes, even Prince Charming on a white horse.

— “That man, in a way, knows more about reality than I do.”

It can’t be.

A man would use such dirty tricks.

With that in mind, I accepted Rembrandt’s proposal and lurked here.

The man who knows the real world better than himself, and Alejandro, who clings to Natalia like a winged insect, wanted to remind him of the reality of the situation.

He entered the room and sat down on the bed in front of him.

The room given to the slaves was only large enough for one person to barely lie down.

Such reality was shocking at first, but now he was completely used to it.

Leopold takes out one of the contents of a medicine bottle placed under his pillow and throws it into his mouth.
He has to take this at night so that he will not be able to speak the next day.

He then rolled up his pants and unwrapped the bandage around his right knee.
Inside was a weight resembling a supporter, there was a hidden pocket underneath it.
Leopold then took out a few pieces hidden in it.

Looking at it sullenly, a self-mocking smile appears on his face.

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…I can’t believe that after such a big statement, I’m still being helped by the shadow guards just to take a few documents.

And that’s not all.

Hair dyes, drugs that make them unable to speak, creams that make their eyes look like they are burning, tools to produce foot injuries, and shoes with slightly raised soles.

It wasn’t me who arranged them.
I just picked them up and used them, which were already lined up in front of me.

Here, of course, it was not Leopold who thought of proceeding actions.

No, it’s not like that.

Natalia, it’s not me.

At the time, I felt terribly ridiculous for arguing with Rembrandt that way.

I believed I could do anything with just the words, “I love you.”

That was why he wrote his love in his letter to Natalia, which he entrusted to Rembrandt.

I knew nothing.
I didn’t know anything.

How much of a man he is, and even that fact that he was now gathering evidence for the Marquise’s family, which began to fall as a result of his own love affair.
It may not be possible to do this satisfactorily alone.

Indeed, it was.

That man, Alejandro, knows much more about the real world than he does.

He may be the same age as Leopold, but he had already driven Leopold to this point with only his own strength and brain.

ーーー”I don’t know if this is the right way to do it or not.”

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