The Young Villain Dreams of a Golden Spoon
Awall full of books on all sides and a desk in the center of the room.
The space that looked somewhat alien was Kion’s study.
There were no windows, so the only light was the lights placed here and there, but it was very dark because only the desk lamp on the desk was on.
Kion sat at his desk and stared blankly at the cracked mirror.
It looked like shattered fragments of a mirror glued together and the old hand mirror would be shattered again with a touch.
“That personality… It was just as I saw it.”
When she was told to say what she wanted, an unexpected answer came out.
There were normal answers that could be requested, such as ‘I want to return to my adult body’ or ‘I want to get out of this place’
Considering the situation she is in, the normal answer would be like that. At the very least, she was able to think of her situation and ask for help so that she did not die. She asked you for it with all her honesty. So he had handed over information about The Alicia Edhardth. Then think about what to do in the current situation.
But Alicia did not give such a normal answer.
“Wanting to eat meat…”
I remembered Jiyoung, who was obsessed with food in the world beyond the mirror. She grumbled every day in extreme poverty and left no food left with an extraordinary spirit.
[In order for a child to be healthy, they needs to take balanced nutrition, she said]
The white tiger who was yawning with his big mouth open, spoke to him.
White tiger was a contracted subject by Kion as a ‘guardian’ that only a few of the Vald Empire could have.
He’s able to communicate with the contracted subject, and he was able to share all of his memories and emotions.
“Nutrition…”
Kion grabbed his hem and recalled her trembling little hand.
Like a mirror that could be shattered with a tap, Alicia was the same.
Her white skin, black hair, unusual red eyes, and chubby cheeks typical of a child, she was small unlike her first appearance. It was a completely different appearance from when she wore a pure white wedding dress that suits her.
Above all, there was severe pain as Jiyoung’s soul entered the empty body.
The pain would continue to appear as the soul and body adapt in the future.
Alicia needed stamina to endure the pain. Otherwise, it was obvious that she would lose consciousness and not wake up for a long time like before.
It would be slow, but she wouldn’t die, it wasn’t a bad method. However, Kion did not like that method.
I didn’t want to wait still for her to recover, lying dead. It was cumbersome, but I wanted her to build up her physical strength, adapt, and survive.
“I see.”
Kion, who came to a conclusion, looked at his guardian, Turen. It meant that he would bring the meat as she wanted.
[There is none]
“Why?”
Turen made a ‘Why are you asking me’ gaze.
Kion gave strength to the forehead. He was not very interested in anything in the world.
Because I was different from others, I lived more isolated from the world.
Thanks to Guardian Turen, who doesn’t have to eat, Kion was also able to survive without having to eat for a long time.
I just spent time like that and lived boringly, but now the situation has changed.
There is a person who needs to pay attention to nutrition for each meal. No, there are people who can only live by eating their own meals.
[There’s nothing the child can eat besides meat, Kion]
As if to remind him of such a reality, Turen spoke coldly.
Kion quietly and opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk.
There were letters covered in dust. He picked up one of them.
“I’m going to have to bring in someone.”
Until now, He did not care much even if a certain amount of money given to the prince by the imperial family every month did not arrive properly.
It was because Kion didn’t really need them.
He didn’t need anything as long as he had a quiet mansion that no one was looking for.
However, he couldn’t dismiss it as unnecessary anymore, so he slowly picked up the quill.
He lowered his languid eyes and moved his square-quill.
“At least we need someone who can cook.”
He still hated it when others entered the quiet mansion. However, when he thinks of Alicia, who will lie dead until the soul and body adapt, wrinkles appear in the forehead.
The best decision at the time of choice varies from situation to situation. Kion had to choose between present peace and subtle displeasure.
The letter had already been written, as if to ridicule the troubled thoughts. As if there was no such thing as an option from the beginning.
Kion wrote a letter of objection to the Imperial Financial Management Department.
For the first time in 10 years since leaving the Imperial Palace at the age of 17.
My daily routine after being a child was very simple.
After waking up, I eat white porridge, read books such as magazines, and eat white porridge for lunch.
Then, after a short nap, I went for a walk in the bedroom, saying I had to develop my stamina, and ate white porridge for dinner.
Then, after reading a book, I go to sleep.
It was indeed a surprisingly porridge-like daily life.
My shameful wish to eat meat was ignored. Kion still brought white porridge since then.
Why did you ask when you weren’t even going to listen? Is this hope torture?
What’s new is that the scary beast that was always hanging out in the middle of the room was Kion’s ‘Guardian’.
Kion called the white tiger Turen. I thought it was strange that he was keeping a scary beast as a pet, so he looked down at me and said just one thing.
‘Turen is a Guardian.’
No matter how much I searched the books I read every day, nothing came out about the Guardian.
Then Kion brought me a new book, which was a real ‘book’ unlike what I usually read.
Books with various things written about the Vald Empire were quite helpful.
Guardians were a special force that made the Vald Empire a military powerhouse and a kind of contractual partner that only a few chosen people could possess.
Kion left the Imperial Palace after being pushed out of the battle for the throne for unavoidable reasons, but he was contracted with a very powerful guardian.
The book briefly states that if the 8th Prince Kion had been healthy, he would have had the upper hand in the battle for the throne.
<The guardian White Tiger that the first emperor signed a contract with.>
With that one short sentence written in bold font, I was like, ‘Aah’ and exclaimed.
If Kion’s body was not weak as recorded, he was a man with enough power to overtake other emperors and seek the position of emperor.
‘Are you really weak?’
I tilted the book I was reading and thought, staring intently at him, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.
No matter how much I looked, he looked very healthy.
His dazzling beauty, drowsy expression, and slow tone certainly seemed weak. However, rather than calling it weak, he seemed bored.
His wide shoulders were wider than those of Mr. Choi, who had been rolling for 20 years in the last labor market.
It looks like it’s on the outside, so there must be tighter and better looking muscles under the clothes, right?
“…?”
Keon raised his head, as if he felt an intense gaze at him. I hurriedly bowed my head to the awareness that I had unhealthy thoughts. He lifted the book again and covered his face.
I turned my head secretly, sighing for no reason, but it is where the white tiger Turen is.
There were also big shining gold eyes similar to Kion, which embarrassed me.
There was a shining gold eye when looking ahead, and there was a beast’s gold eye when looking sideways.
Everywhere I looked, I felt like he was there, so I felt guilty.
He bit his lips inward and asked as if he had caught my impure thought.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“…”
I had a lot to say.
With immediate curiosity, I wanted to ask if you were really sick, and what was more urgent was to ask where the meat I mentioned was.
But for some reason, I couldn’t speak to him easily, so I shook my head hard.
“…If it’s food, the answer will come soon.”
As he mumbled the words he couldn’t get out of his mouth, he said.
Oh, that scared me. I thought you were reading my mind.
“Ywu knwo… Wai ish twher nwo one here wuen there ish a pasient shick?” (You know… why is there no one here when there is a patient sick?)
One more thing I tried while eating white porridge and reading books with information about this world was pronunciation practice.
Why is this person’s tongue so short, she couldn’t pronounce properly.
It’s really uselessly cute.
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“…Even if there is none, I’m going to pick someone.”
“Sho do ywu rweally hwav mwaids?” (So do you really have maids?)
Notes :
Ngl her baby talk is killing me… I can barely understand what she’s saying T^T
Chapter 4: 4
The space that looked somewhat alien was Kion’s study.
There were no windows, so the only light was the lights placed here and there, but it was very dark because only the desk lamp on the desk was on.
Kion sat at his desk and stared blankly at the cracked mirror.
It looked like shattered fragments of a mirror glued together and the old hand mirror would be shattered again with a touch.
“That personality… It was just as I saw it.”
When she was told to say what she wanted, an unexpected answer came out.
There were normal answers that could be requested, such as ‘I want to return to my adult body’ or ‘I want to get out of this place’
Considering the situation she is in, the normal answer would be like that. At the very least, she was able to think of her situation and ask for help so that she did not die. She asked you for it with all her honesty. So he had handed over information about The Alicia Edhardth. Then think about what to do in the current situation.
But Alicia did not give such a normal answer.
“Wanting to eat meat…”
I remembered Jiyoung, who was obsessed with food in the world beyond the mirror. She grumbled every day in extreme poverty and left no food left with an extraordinary spirit.
[In order for a child to be healthy, they needs to take balanced nutrition, she said]
The white tiger who was yawning with his big mouth open, spoke to him.
White tiger was a contracted subject by Kion as a ‘guardian’ that only a few of the Vald Empire could have.
He’s able to communicate with the contracted subject, and he was able to share all of his memories and emotions.
“Nutrition…”
Kion grabbed his hem and recalled her trembling little hand.
Like a mirror that could be shattered with a tap, Alicia was the same.
Her white skin, black hair, unusual red eyes, and chubby cheeks typical of a child, she was small unlike her first appearance. It was a completely different appearance from when she wore a pure white wedding dress that suits her.
The pain would continue to appear as the soul and body adapt in the future.
Alicia needed stamina to endure the pain. Otherwise, it was obvious that she would lose consciousness and not wake up for a long time like before.
It would be slow, but she wouldn’t die, it wasn’t a bad method. However, Kion did not like that method.
I didn’t want to wait still for her to recover, lying dead. It was cumbersome, but I wanted her to build up her physical strength, adapt, and survive.
“I see.”
Kion, who came to a conclusion, looked at his guardian, Turen. It meant that he would bring the meat as she wanted.
[There is none]
“Why?”
Turen made a ‘Why are you asking me’ gaze.
Kion gave strength to the forehead. He was not very interested in anything in the world.
Because I was different from others, I lived more isolated from the world.
Thanks to Guardian Turen, who doesn’t have to eat, Kion was also able to survive without having to eat for a long time.
I just spent time like that and lived boringly, but now the situation has changed.
There is a person who needs to pay attention to nutrition for each meal. No, there are people who can only live by eating their own meals.
[There’s nothing the child can eat besides meat, Kion]
As if to remind him of such a reality, Turen spoke coldly.
Kion quietly and opened the drawer at the bottom of the desk.
There were letters covered in dust. He picked up one of them.
“I’m going to have to bring in someone.”
It was because Kion didn’t really need them.
He didn’t need anything as long as he had a quiet mansion that no one was looking for.
However, he couldn’t dismiss it as unnecessary anymore, so he slowly picked up the quill.
He lowered his languid eyes and moved his square-quill.
“At least we need someone who can cook.”
He still hated it when others entered the quiet mansion. However, when he thinks of Alicia, who will lie dead until the soul and body adapt, wrinkles appear in the forehead.
The best decision at the time of choice varies from situation to situation. Kion had to choose between present peace and subtle displeasure.
The letter had already been written, as if to ridicule the troubled thoughts. As if there was no such thing as an option from the beginning.
Kion wrote a letter of objection to the Imperial Financial Management Department.
For the first time in 10 years since leaving the Imperial Palace at the age of 17.
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∘ ─────── ⊰❈⊱ ─────── ∘My daily routine after being a child was very simple.
After waking up, I eat white porridge, read books such as magazines, and eat white porridge for lunch.
Then, after a short nap, I went for a walk in the bedroom, saying I had to develop my stamina, and ate white porridge for dinner.
Then, after reading a book, I go to sleep.
It was indeed a surprisingly porridge-like daily life.
My shameful wish to eat meat was ignored. Kion still brought white porridge since then.
Why did you ask when you weren’t even going to listen? Is this hope torture?
What’s new is that the scary beast that was always hanging out in the middle of the room was Kion’s ‘Guardian’.
‘Turen is a Guardian.’
No matter how much I searched the books I read every day, nothing came out about the Guardian.
Then Kion brought me a new book, which was a real ‘book’ unlike what I usually read.
Books with various things written about the Vald Empire were quite helpful.
Guardians were a special force that made the Vald Empire a military powerhouse and a kind of contractual partner that only a few chosen people could possess.
Kion left the Imperial Palace after being pushed out of the battle for the throne for unavoidable reasons, but he was contracted with a very powerful guardian.
The book briefly states that if the 8th Prince Kion had been healthy, he would have had the upper hand in the battle for the throne.
<The guardian White Tiger that the first emperor signed a contract with.>
With that one short sentence written in bold font, I was like, ‘Aah’ and exclaimed.
If Kion’s body was not weak as recorded, he was a man with enough power to overtake other emperors and seek the position of emperor.
‘Are you really weak?’
I tilted the book I was reading and thought, staring intently at him, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book.
No matter how much I looked, he looked very healthy.
His dazzling beauty, drowsy expression, and slow tone certainly seemed weak. However, rather than calling it weak, he seemed bored.
His wide shoulders were wider than those of Mr. Choi, who had been rolling for 20 years in the last labor market.
It looks like it’s on the outside, so there must be tighter and better looking muscles under the clothes, right?
“…?”
Keon raised his head, as if he felt an intense gaze at him. I hurriedly bowed my head to the awareness that I had unhealthy thoughts. He lifted the book again and covered his face.
I turned my head secretly, sighing for no reason, but it is where the white tiger Turen is.
There was a shining gold eye when looking ahead, and there was a beast’s gold eye when looking sideways.
Everywhere I looked, I felt like he was there, so I felt guilty.
He bit his lips inward and asked as if he had caught my impure thought.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“…”
I had a lot to say.
With immediate curiosity, I wanted to ask if you were really sick, and what was more urgent was to ask where the meat I mentioned was.
But for some reason, I couldn’t speak to him easily, so I shook my head hard.
“…If it’s food, the answer will come soon.”
As he mumbled the words he couldn’t get out of his mouth, he said.
Oh, that scared me. I thought you were reading my mind.
“Ywu knwo… Wai ish twher nwo one here wuen there ish a pasient shick?” (You know… why is there no one here when there is a patient sick?)
One more thing I tried while eating white porridge and reading books with information about this world was pronunciation practice.
Why is this person’s tongue so short, she couldn’t pronounce properly.
It’s really uselessly cute.
Read latest Chapters at Wuxia World . Site Only
“…Even if there is none, I’m going to pick someone.”
“Sho do ywu rweally hwav mwaids?” (So do you really have maids?)
Notes :
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