The Villainous Family Loves Me Too Much!

“I… can’t breathe…”

Liam clutched his neck with both hands and rolled around on the floor, but Beatrice simply looked down at him without reacting.

“Bea…?”

Frozen with fear, Liam couldn’t say a word.

“We haven’t even started yet, and you’re already like this…”

With a gentle wave of Beatrice’s hand, Liam floated in the air.

“How pitiable, Your Highness.”

With her next gesture, Liam’s body slowly moved towards a large rock where Colin stood.

“Don’t be too afraid, Liam. It’s just a necessary procedure to make you the Emperor.”

In front of the pain-twisted Liam stood a fully recovered Colin.

“Why… why is this happening?”

“Prince, I’m sorry. It’s a necessity… I’ll try to make it less painful.”

Colin tearfully kissed Liam’s left cheek.

“From this moment on, you’ll become the greatest villain in Lophan history.”

“Lo… Lophan? What’s that? Lo… ugh!”

When Colin grabbed Liam’s hand, black smoke began to seep from her palm, wrapping around Liam’s body.

“Aaaaaagh!”

The black smoke turned into hundreds of tiny snakes as it touched Liam, crawling frantically over his skin.

“It won’t take long, Your Highness.”

The black snakes quickly wrapped around Liam’s entire body, so tightly that not even a fingernail’s worth of skin could be seen.

“Nextra Linesento.”

At Colin’s whispered incantation, the black smoke was torn apart, revealing Liam’s body inside.

Liam’s arms were no longer human. From his forearms, they were dyed black, with huge wings and terrifying claws attached.

“Open your eyes, Your Highness.”

As Colin finished speaking, Liam shot up into the air, opening his eyes widely. Where his sclera used to be, there was now only dark blackness. At the same time, color began to return to Colin’s pale cheeks.

With a satisfied look, Beatrice licked her lips and picked up a small crystal that had fallen from Liam.

“Congratulations on becoming our great demon, Liam.”

* * *

“One more time.”

“Is this really the right way? The knights seem to train differently.”

The Archduke’s promise of a wicked method wasn’t wrong.

He taught a very sneaky and unfair way, just like a typical villain.

“It’s only fools who try to face an opponent head-on with a frail body like yours. And we don’t have time to get in shape.”

Pretending to attack with a sword then secretly paralyzing the opponent, poking their eyes and running away, quickly avoiding repeated attacks…

“This isn’t swordsmanship! It’s just sneaky tactics! I said I wanted to become stronger!”

Out of frustration, I inadvertently yelled at the Archduke, giving him a sidelong glance, his red eyes seemed provocative.

“You really have the nerve to demand flashy techniques.”

“We should start with the basics!”

“Firstly, a person with your abilities doesn’t need to fight by the book. Secondly, who fights by the book in real combat? If you practice these methods properly, they are as powerful as any. Practice. Properly.”

The Archduke looked down at me nonchalantly.

‘Hmph, you’re not even scary now.’

Considering that Liam, who can’t even control his natural abilities, is easy to dismiss, but having to face Beatrice, the Saintess, and Colin, the most powerful witch in history…

What am I even doing?

I was frustrated at my situation, unable to use my powers and even move my body freely.

“Just teach me properly if you’re going to!”

“That’s it for today. Practice on your own.”

With those words, he swiftly turned and left the training ground.

“If you don’t want to teach, just say so. So mean!”

Frustrated, I threw the sword I was holding and sat down.

“My brother might be mean, but he doesn’t hate teaching, sister.”

I don’t know where she suddenly appeared from, but Sylonne was sitting beside me, her silvery hair falling behind her.

“Oh, Sylonne! When did you get here?”

“Just now. I just finished training too. Ah, it’s tough.”

Sylonne, always gentle and soft-spoken to me, looked even more alien up close in her training outfit.

Her muscles looked so strong that it seemed like even a sword couldn’t pierce them, and her calloused palms proved why she was considered one of the strongest in this world.

“I envy you, Sylonne.”

“Huh? What are you talking about? I envy you so much, sister.”

She looked puzzled as if she didn’t understand.

“You’re small, cute, adorable, charming, elegant, and you can throw great parties! And, unlike me, you’re popular… No, more importantly, you have the power of light!”

“It’s all useless. I want to become strong like Sylonne.”

I really wanted to become as strong as Sylonne. A person strong enough to not be afraid of anyone.

“Sister is already a much stronger than I am.”

The mischievous Sylonne looked into my eyes and continued talking seriously.

“How can I be…”

“Because the power of light is for the chosen. Among the noble abilities given only to the royal family, the most powerful is the power of light.”

The power of light.

Of course, as a princess, I had trained diligently to awaken this innate ability, and I had awakened it two years faster than in the original story, thanks to the reincarnation.

However, it wasn’t long before I learned how to use this power, I still couldn’t use it freely.

‘Above all, I’ve been forbidden to use my abilities for now.’

I let out a sigh.

“Don’t worry too much, sister. My brother is the best teacher here. But, do you have time?”

“Huh? Time?”

Sylonne whispered quietly in my ear.

“I have something important to tell you, sister.”

Following Sylonne, I found a small, old tower that was completely different from the grand central palace of Felosite.

It was hidden in a large forest, and I didn’t even know it existed within the palace.

“Did you know there was a place like this here?”

“Hardly anyone knows about it.”

As we pushed through the bushes and entered the entrance, a spiral staircase appeared.

“Sister, just go up by yourself. I’ll wait here. If anything happens, call me immediately. Even if you’re a little scared or anything like that, um, just call me.”

“Thank you, Sylonne.”

I climbed up the stairs to the top of the tower alone, and as I approached the top, various questions flooded my mind.

When I reached the top, I saw a circular dais in the center, on which a large book was placed. Beside it, a man was standing, looking out the window.

“Hello, you came to find me.”

When the man heard me and turned around, I couldn’t help but be surprised.

“Uh, sir Conrad…?”

The one waiting for me was Conrad Augusto.

“Have you come, Princess?”

“Sir Conrad, you always surprise me. Ahh!”

Just as I was about to take the last step on the stairs, I stumbled and nearly fell.

I closed my eyes tightly.

“Are you okay?”

A gentle voice tickled my ears.

When I opened my eyes, Conrad was pulling me inward, wrapping his arms around my waist. He pushed me further into the inside of the tower with an anxious expression.

“I’ll get misunderstood by the Commander if I keep doing this. It’s already clear enough.”

Conrad scratched his head with his characteristic shy smile.

“Sorry. I keep making mistakes with you.”

“No, it’s not, Your Highness. Actually, the reason I’m meeting you like this today is…”

Conrad’s calm voice echoed at the top of the tower.

“I have something to confess.”