Webnovel Author: Acylith - Novel Collection

He continued. "You know that terrible soup I had you drink? There was actually an antidote in it, and it's to prevent you from dying when you drink the poison. I never wanted you to die, Careth. I planned to let you live as long as you can. But I didn't anticipate you knowing about the Tradition from Darian, and your escape attempts were absolutely reckless, so that's why I acted harshly towards you. I'm sorry, Careth."

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith

Sir Felluor nodded, playing with his cuff links. "Good, good. But I have to say, I enjoy Careth more than that spoiled brat. At least Careth knows when to listen. But him, the troubles he stirred up when he was just nine—"

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith

Now, discard 'kind' and 'doting' and replace it with 'vile' and 'malevolent' and you will get a vile, malevolent and plump authoritarian who never hesitated to give punishments as though they were sweets to those below him. Sir Felluor was the epitome of what Careth imagined if his father had finally lost his sense of human decency.

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith

'Teacher! Ryosuke! Tus! Eura! WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!!' Lucas started to want to cry. They didn't have that much chance to win at the rate if the reinforcement didn't come. 'They are like the police in the movies....' He remembered those movies where the police arrived only when everything was done and he hoped this would not turn out like that.

Transmigrated to Become Hero's Aid

Fantasy · Rudia_Estelle

Lucas wanted to protest but he decided to let it be, as he wanted to use his opportunity as a child to the fullest.

Transmigrated to Become Hero's Aid

Fantasy · Rudia_Estelle

The name rolled off Careth's tongue smoothly. "Dotilda... looks like she really hated being down here, giving her entries were full of unsophisticated words," he said, reading swiftly. Then, he found what he was looking for and gasped.

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith

Sir Felluor placed a hand on his shoulder. "It's unfortunate, Terrell, that you have to experience another death. But don't worry. I'm sure Careth and Lilian will be happy with where they are now."

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith

"If I can't figure out which is poisoned, then I'll just avoid it completely," he said to himself. "Maybe... I can make a scene. I can spill the tea everywhere so I don't even have to drink it. Then I'll just excuse myself to the bathroom and run away from there."

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith

Sir Felluor breathed heavily, and let go of his grip on Careth. "Yes. It's because you were born that way."

Past The Marigold Meadow

Fantasy · Acylith