The Son of a Corrupt Lord Doesn't Want to Become a 'Saint'! V1C5
Stage 1-5: Savior
My name is Alice. I was taken in by Ouga Vellet and given a second chance at life.
Ouga-sama is truly a genius.
Having no magical aptitude is a huge disadvantage in this world, especially for those born as nobles.
But Ouga-sama never gave up, he persevered.
He created his own theory and learned how to survive in this world without magic.
And the best part is, he uses his power to help others instead of just himself.
When Madam told me Ouga-sama’s story, I couldn’t help but cry.
Fortunately, I was appointed as Ouga-sama’s caretaker during his amazing student life, and I got to be by his side all the time.
Training under the strict head butler at the mansion was tough, but it was all for the sake of the beloved Ouga-sama.
It’s something I never could have imagined during my battles before.
If my past
self were to hear that I can now make tea well, what would I say? “Ha… that’s
insignificant.”
More
importantly, I have a serious mission now.
Ouga-sama assigned me to monitor Mashiro
Riche-sama.
Although it
wasn’t explicitly stated, it’s the duty of a servant to understand the implied
meaning in words.
Ouga-sama
said, “Don’t let the chance slip away.”
In other
words, I need to gather evidence that Lady Riche is being threatened by those
three scumbags.
Ouga-sama,
who is wise, has probably already noticed, but yesterday’s letter had traces of
tears on it.
Is there a
reason to cry when writing a single letter?
Considering
Riche-sama’s recent condition, it’s easy to assume that she’s being forced by
those boys. However, without any evidence, it would be pointless to make
accusations. That’s why I was instructed to tail them.
“Ouga-sama…”
I remember
the painful sight of Ouga-sama. He must feel a strong responsibility for making
Riche-sama cry. Even now, he’s probably still feeling that way. I can sense
that the whole class is ridiculing Ouga-sama with nasty rumors, but he remains
calm and composed, enduring the hardships.
This is also
a part of Ouga-sama's plan. Those three scumbags who are spreading rumors have
short fuses and may become enraged by Ouga-sama's demeanor. If that happens,
there's a good chance that they'll contact Riche-san again.
Ouga-sama is
sacrificing himself to obtain decisive evidence.
“I want him
to take better care of himself, but he is the one who will eventually lead the
world to peace.”
I know of a
solution to end this, but acting too aggressively could potentially harm
Ouga-sama’s image. The final option is to eliminate the source of the issue. As
a servant and a sword, it is not within my nature to be hasty while my master
is in distress.
“…It’s
lonely.”
While
monitoring from a distance, Ouga-sama is not by my side. I take out a locket
from my chest pocket. If I open it, there is a brave figure of Ouga-sama that I
recently took a picture of.
… Alright,
with this, I can take my mind off things.
Watching Lady
Riche closely, I caught the three little shits who were trying to surround her
and take her somewhere.
That
direction… it’s definitely the old school building!
Thank
goodness I had scoped out the academy with Ouga-sama on the day of the entrance
ceremony.
“Could it be
that it was read this far…?”
It’s possible
if it’s Ouga-sama, the defender of justice. If he had already checked out
potential places for misdeeds, it would make sense.
“Well, this
isn’t the time to let my emotions take over.”
I quickly
rush to where I sense my master’s presence.
Please wait,
Lady Riche. Ouga-sama will surely save you from despair.
◇ ◇ ◇ ◇ ◇
“Ora, get
your ass in here already!”
“Kyaa!”
Pushed from
behind, I was forced into the empty classroom of the old school building, which
is rarely used nowadays.
I glare at
the people who have brought me here.
“Hey, what’s
with that attitude… When did you start acting like such a rebel?”
Their leader,
Ruark Borvond, sneers down at me with a grin.
The Borvond
family is reputed to be the right-hand of the Argant Duke family, who are the
highest-ranking officials in the military.
As a result,
he’s arrogant. He easily gets involved in illegal activities, thinking he can
just cover it up.
And if it’s
just a commoner, it’ll be a piece of cake.
“First of
all, that’s not what we agreed on…! You said you wouldn’t lay a finger on
Vellet-sama, and in return, you wanted me to insult him…!”
On the day
Vellet-sama rescued me, they acted like they were running away on purpose and
left me alone. Then, they used that as an opportunity to blackmail me by making
a deal.
“Humiliate
the useless idiot who caused me to lose face. If not, I might just torture him
directly with magic, you know?”
“Th-That’s
not allowed…! Using magic outside of class is prohibited at the academy…!”
“C’mon, there
must be a way, right? Maybe we could ‘accidentally’ use too much magic during
our mock battles in class. We’re just first-year students after all. Is it
normal if our magic control is still lacking, right?”
“Wha…!?”
He said that
Vellet has no magical aptitude and is an incompetent who can’t use magic.
I can’t
believe it. But what if this is true…?
No matter how
strong he is in physical combat, he can’t compete with magic.
As someone in a different position, I had no other choice but to agree.
So, instead,
I promised never to lay a hand on Vellet-sama again and did such terrible
things.
It was so
difficult to write a letter to deceive Vellet-sama.
I didn't just fail to repay his kindness, but also hurled insults at him. It's natural for him to dislike me.
But, I
thought Vellet-sama could have a peaceful school life now.
However, these people spread unfounded rumors about Vellet-sama, causing him to be isolated in the academy.
“What the
heck are you saying? I didn't even touch him! I was just shooting the breeze with some folks around him."
He laughs
carelessly without remorse.
“But, something's
off. We were supposed to provoke him and get him expelled in one shot, but he
just keeps ignoring us. It's so frustrating. Doesn't he give a damn about us?”
“…………”
“So, you,
call that guy out again!”
“Huh…?”
“We’ll beat
him up again. And this time, you testify that he tried to attack you.”
Being
expelled from the magic academy...? If that happened, Vellet-sama's life would
be ruined.
The life of
such a kind person...would come to an end?
To the
nobles, commoners were insignificant beings with no value to associate with.
Yet, Vellet-sama helped me without asking for anything in return just because I
was in trouble.
Despite the
curious gazes and mocking sneers directed towards me since I entered the
academy, Vellet-sama was the only one who treated me as an equal. He showed me that there were people like his in this world.
...I can't go
through with it. I can't betray him twice...!
“…I can’t.”
“What?”
“…I can’t do
it!”
"Quit
pissing me off!"
“Ugh…!?”
He slammed me
to the floor.
Then, he
forcefully tore off my uniform, button by button.
Revealing my
underwear and chest.
Looking at my
bouncing breasts, Borvond licked his lips.
“You’ve
irritated me enough. So, calm me down with your body.”
“What…!?”
“Hey, you
guys. I’ll let you have some fun later, so keep an eye on the entrance, okay?”
“Hehehe! I’ve
been eyeing those b**bs!”
“As expected
of Ruark! Understood!”
I was unable to move as he straddled me and took control. The difference in physical
strength between us was too great, so any attempt to resist would have been
futile.
…Oh, Mom, I’m
sorry… You went through so much trouble to get me into this academy to fulfill
my dream…
I closed my
eyes so that at least I wouldn’t have to see their joy at my expense.
Then, the
scene from the day Vellet-sama saved me came to mind.
“Vellet-sama…”
“Too bad.
Nobody comes here, and besides, there’s no way he’ll come.”
That’s right.
He won’t come anymore. He pushed me away, after all.
…Thank you,
Vellet-sama. Meeting you was my salvation.
“Well then,
let’s enjoy ourselves—”
“Uwaaahhh!”
Suddenly,
there were screams from the lackeys and a loud crashing sound.
“…Wh-why are
you here?!”
Volbond’s
voice was shaken.
…No way. No
way, no way, no way.
“…What are
you doing here, guys?”
I couldn’t
believe it, but I recognized the voice.
“A-ah… Ahh…”
Why… why are
you here?
“Vellet-sama!”
As I called
out his name, Vellet-sama turned to face me. Then, anger filled his eyes.
“Don’t worry,
Riche. Now that I’m here, I won’t let them lay a finger on you!”
