The Duke looked down at his son with cold blue eyes.

“Get up.”

Nevertheless, Elber sat down in front of the Count’s dead body and remained frozen.

Hey, can’t you see your son’s legs are shaking? At that kind of time, at least give him a hug!

…However.

My reason, which slowly began to come back, came to the conclusion that, “If he is Duke of Schlager, he is that kind of man.”

Just like the title, [To Save You] is a story in which the female lead saved the male lead and saved the world as a bonus.

The villain who puts the world on the brink of destruction is the male lead’s father, Duke Latigre Olt Schlager.

Looking at the blade of ice just made out of the air, there is no doubt about it. This guy is that bastard.

The Lord of the North who inherited the power of the Silver Dragon, the Duke of Schlager, raised his three sons relentlessly. His eldest son ran away to resist such a house, and the second grew up as his father’s adviser.

The third, the male lead, was born with the most outstanding qualities in handling the power of dragons among his three brothers. But it is poisonous to the male lead. The Duke raised his youngest child like a mouse.

The male lead who lost his heart and became an adult amid ruthless education.

The female lead told such a man about ‘love’ for the first time, and after destroying his father, the male lead married her.

But seeing that the male lead is still a child, the Duke’s ruin will be at least a few years later.

I can never, ever get involved now!

At that moment I was very nervous. The Duke forged another sword of ice in his hand and threw it at the Director. The Director was terrified.

“Hiiiiik!”

“Did my son starve here? Why can’t he get up?”

“I, I, I didn’t know that he was the son of the D-Duke! H-He never went hungry!”

“If Elber doesn’t keep getting up, your bastard will act as a crutch.”

“…Yes?”

Don’t ask. The Duke is such a guy.

Fortunately, before the Duke showed his temper, Elber got up. His blue eyes, still unmoving like waves, turned to his father.

“Father.”

“You’ve worked hard.”

“Didn’t you abandon me? Last month, on the street, I was suddenly—”

“There’s no fool who throws away gold. Don’t make me a fool.”

“Father…!”

Elber clenched his fists in front of his father. Is he trying to grab his neck?

But the Duke’s finger moved first. A circle was drawn in the air, and Elber’s feet immediately froze.

“…!”

“Cool your head. Then—hey, Director.”

“Yes, yes, yes! I! I fed the Master with all my heart! I even gave him a bath today!”

But I’m the one who washed him up!

The Director seems to have decided to get out of this situation by bowing down to the Duke. Damn it. No matter what you do, the Duke will do what he wants.

In this situation, whether Elber said, “I don’t want to follow Father,” or “It was too hard at the orphanage.” From that day on, the orphanage and the students will be over.

It’s not in the original story, but looking at Duke Schlager’s temperament, it’s not surprising that hundreds of people died at his hands.

I wrote a will in my mind.

I was a sucker in my past life, but I’ve been a sucker in this life too. If I had known that I was going to die like this, I would have lived and died.

What’s even more if I possessed a romance-fantasy, I was only struggling in a worn-out orphanage…

… Shall I kick the Duke’s calf before I die?

It’s not that I really liked the female lead or the male lead in [99th Rank]. That bastard was a real bastard. No, I would have felt sorry for dogs when I called him a bastard.

…Come to think of it, isn’t this really a good opportunity?

Just Die vs Kick the Worst Villain and Die.

Of course the latter!

I got up slowly.

The Duke’s eyes are still on the director. Is he going to say, “anyway, I don’t like it. Die.” and blow up the orphanage? If he’s got a temper tantrum, that’s what he’s got!

As I approached them very, very slowly, staring at them, the Duke opened his mouth.

“Did the Count claim that he came to adopt a child in an orphanage?”

“Yes, that’s right!”

“Such dirty kids?”

“B-B-Because they have to look pitiful so that the adoption tends to go well!”

“Adopt? It must be a sale.”

“That is…”

“Forget the excuse. It’s nothing like an apology for getting rid of a long-awaited customer, but I’m going to adopt a child. Get the kids ready in 30 minutes.”

The Duke quickly turned his head.

He couldn’t ask for further explanation. His orders must be carried out immediately.

The assistant teacher guided him.

“Y-Your Grace! I, I, I’ll take you to the parlor!”

After the assistant teacher, who was frozen and walking like a robot, the Duke, whose thoughts I still don’t know, and a few subordinates moved to the drawing room, and the Director quickly grasped the reality.

“Come on, I’m going to wet a towel, so get ready to wash your face. Change your clothes to neat ones!”

Soon the Director rushed to his bathroom. Only the remaining children were confused by the sudden flood of information.

“What’s… this?”

“He’s saying it’s not an adoption? A sale?”

“Um, anyway, the Duke is adopting us, right…?”

Those dreamlike words.

Even without prior knowledge that the Duke of Schlager was the cousin and brother of the current king, it would sound sweet to children that he was nonetheless high.

However, children have a talent for excitement.

The life felt in the Duke’s sharp eyes. And the Count’s dead body lying in the room.

After putting a blanket over the Count’s body, I talked to Elber.

“You okay a bit?”

“…I am now.”

It seems that the ice trap the Duke made has just melted. Elber rubbed his reddish bare feet. I said, putting another blanket over his feet.

“Ah, you’re going to leave now.”

“…To where.”

“The Duke. Didn’t your father come to pick you up?”

“…”

Elber bit his lower lip.

“Father must have abandoned me… One day, all of a sudden, he wrapped me in a coat and threw me on the street…”

“Oh my. You must be surprised, Elber.”

“But now it’s ‘you’ve worked hard,’ he said. What the hell does my father see me as…?”

I didn’t know what to say, I just rubbed Elber’s cold feet.

Duke Schlager must have used his son to achieve his purpose. For example, there was something to investigate in this orphanage. To catch the movement of the stillness, throwing his son into the mist…

And the Duke, having completed his purpose, will never explain what happened to his son. As if no one could explain his purpose to the mousetrap he just used.

The Duke is such a man.

Elber buried his face in his knees.

“Will I die someday like this…?”

“…”

No. You will grow into a great young man. And you will meet a woman who will save you. You also will take revenge on your father.

… I didn’t speak of such hope hastily. A salvation that is too far away will only become the despair of the present.

Moreover, thanks to the loss of his human heart, he fell in love after several clashes with the Saintess, the female lead.

If I give him hope now, Elber’s future will be twisted.

There’s only one thing I can do.

“You’ll live well. You shamelessly gave me a pseudonym and hid your identity well, didn’t you?”

“…Sorry. I thought it would be dangerous to tell that I’m a Grand Prince.”

“Haha. The Director’s eyes must have been turned upside down.”

The Director, who came into the room and wiped the children’s faces, was startled. He muttered.

“I bet you won’t wash your face.”

What do you know. I’m not going for adoption. Best of all, if I was going to be adopted by that damn duke, I’d better follow the Goatbeard Count!

While rubbing Elber’s feet, I remembered what Duke Schlager had done in [99th Rank].

The Duke’s wife, Duchess Schlager, is said to have been born into a wealthy family of a lower-class noble. To make matters worse for her, she married the Duke after losing even her mother.

Married to a ‘falling’ wife which everyone objected to. It is known that the two of them had a good relationship.

However, shortly after giving birth to her third child, she fell ill and died. In her will, she said to her husband, “Take care of the children in the same situation as me.”

Duke Schlager supported several orphanages and adopted a girl from exceptional circumstances.

On the surface, it’s a good story.

And the end of the story is ‘I want to know that’. An adopted 10-year-old girl died at 16.

The cause of her death is art.

A terrorist attack occurred at the horse spear competition venue where many nobles participated as spectators, and at that time, she embraced her father and met her end.

Does that make sense? Would a 16-year-old wrap her own stepfather and die? The Duke used his stepdaughter as his shield.

All the readers called the Duke a motherfucker. But who would dare to say it out loud in the book?

The Duke pretended to be angry with that incident and swept away his enemies by driving them into terrorism. His brutal handling of work is overshadowed by ‘the wrath of a father who lost his daughter.’

“How much genuinely he loved his daughter, how would his daughter have died protecting her stepfather? He was a really good father,” the media play added.

Though, he didn’t trust anyone.

In that episode, there was a comment saying, “Please hang Duke Schlager at the Gwanghwamun and throw stones at him.”

Obviously, the child adopted today will face her disastrous end six years later.

Can that future be changed?

I was concerned about the child being sacrificed, so I looked around.

In the original story, [Rank 99th], there was little description of the appearance of the adopted daughter. Because she was a minor, her name was also vague.

The only information is that she was ten years old at the time of her adoption. Where is the girl about ten years old…

…No way.

I looked around in haste, but the more I did, the more ominous foreboding grew.

There were hardly any girls my age in this orphanage.

No, no way, really…?

Even if it was late, I found a place to escape, but beyond the hole in the door, there was only a wind that would freeze me to death within 10 minutes.

The Director said as he wrapped his arms around the shoulders of the children, including me.

“Come on, children. It’s a life-changing time. Do a good job, won’t you?”

Spare me a little!