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A bar in ‘Chaldea’, the capital of the Borus Empire.

It was a popular place among merchants as it sold cheap and delicious food and dark beer, a dwarven specialty.

There, a sigh came from one of the merchants sitting across from the table.

“Have you ever heard of a book called Cinderella?”

“These days, if you don’t know about the book, you have to hit the merchant. Isn’t it a legendary book?”

These days, stories about books centered in the southern region have been spreading like legends.

The title of is unfamiliar, but it is a legendary story that children who have read this book at least once come to crying every night, as if it were a cursed grimoire.

It has been said that desperate nobles put up a bounty to retrieve the book, but those who owned it never sold it.

‘If you want to get this book, you’ll have to declare a war against me!’

It is said that this was said to a noble who owned a book when another noble made a request that bordered on coercion.

“The noble family they were trading with said they would make a delivery contract with the merchant who obtained the book… .”

When the incident came to mind, the merchant became depressed and gulped down the glass of beer on the table.

It was his fault for ignorantly accepting the conditions presented by the noble family he was trading with.

Why is it so difficult to get at least one book? I accepted it with the thought, but I couldn’t get the book at all.

‘Are you crazy? Sell my daughter’s treasure?! ‘Get the hell out of here before I throw you in jail.’

I barely heard that there was a book in a noble house in the Goldpool Valley region, so I packed some money and went to see it, but I was immediately kicked out.

It’s hard to find someone who has it, but even if you do find it, they say they’ll never sell it and they just kick you out, which is good, and I’ve even been beaten up.

“If I could just get this damn fairy tale book or something, I would sell my soul to the devil!”

The merchant who was drinking beer with me spoke quietly.

“I’m not sure, but there’s a rumor I heard this time, well, even ‘there’… .”

***

“No, I don’t know, they don’t make it anymore?”

“Master! Please save me. If I go back like this, I’ll be completely ruined.”

Going crazy.

Exactly one week after I created a children’s book of and sent it to noble ladies, strangers came to me every day and clamored for a copy of the book.

Last time, I was tempted by money and accepted without realizing it, but the money I earned back then is enough to cover living expenses for a while.

What’s more, at the time, I worked all night long for almost a week just to create 10 children’s books.

In order to meet the demands of the nobles and merchants who came this time, I would have to stay in my room and draw for at least a month.

‘I feel more relaxed now that I’m not going crazy, but there’s no way I’ll do something like that again.’

Even now, I honestly feel sad when I see a merchant holding on to me and begging, but I can’t help it because if I accept one person, I have to accept all of them.

‘Rupert, are you really ignoring our family?’

‘I’m disappointed, Master. Even though he is just a merchant, he refuses our superior’s request… .’

I don’t know if it’s just the people of the Borus Empire or the entire continent of Sylvania, but there is a tendency to sacrifice one’s life for honor and dignity.

Even if you are not in a grudge relationship, if you just accept someone’s request without any particular reason, it means that you are going to fight.

Maybe if something like that happens, some scary looking knights will come and

‘Come and come out for your master’s honor!’

He would throw white gloves or a handkerchief.

‘Are you hitting on my father?’

It was dangerous for my weak body to fight, so I thought about sending my father, who was still in his prime, instead, but decided it would be best not to do that.

If you don’t make it equal for everyone, there’s nothing wrong with it even if it’s a little weird.

***

No why are you here?

“Hello. My name is Amelia Bluewell, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Bluewell. Nice to meet you.”

The movement of everyone, including me, who welcomed the duke’s eldest daughter stopped.

The butler and the maids met a nobleman of higher status than our family, one of the few in the dukedom empire.

And I met the female protagonist of ‘The Youngest Son of the Royal Family,’ a world in which I was possessed.

The reasons were different, but what stopped was the same.

“Please come this way.”

Come to your senses. Aside from being surprised, leaving the daughter of a duke’s family standing at the entrance is a rude act that will be talked about for a long time.

I was barely able to hold my shocked heart and guide Amelia Bluewell to the living room of the mansion.

“Is Eastern Ceylon okay for tea?”

She nodded slightly at my words, which was fortunate. Actually, that’s the only car.

As the butler went to prepare tea and refreshments for the guests, an awkward moment came when only she and I were left in the parlor.

‘Why on earth did you come here?’

As much as I wanted to ask her point-blank question, I couldn’t, and after a period of frustration and silence, she finally opened her mouth first.

“Thank you for welcoming me despite my sudden visit.”

“No. Rather, I don’t know how to thank the Lady of Bluewell for visiting.”

In fact, your true feelings are very soft, you devil! Although I felt like shouting.

“Actually, the reason I came was none other than a children’s book called Cinderella.”

“Yes?”

What is it? Just because of that, the daughter of a duke comes to visit someone else’s territory and a place where there is a male nobleman of the same age who could possibly cause a scandal?

It’s a children’s book, it’s for young children. Why would you… .

“Ever since my sister read that book, she hasn’t eaten much and has been talking about Cinderella all day.”

Oh, that’s right, he had a younger brother, right?

***

The Bluewell duchy has two daughters.

One of them is ‘Amelia Bluewell’ who, at the age of 17, has a gorgeous beauty that burns the hearts of the male nobles of the surrounding estates.

And Evelyn Bluewell, the youngest child of the family who is still 5 years old and the second daughter who is loved by the duke and her older sister.

Because of Evelyn Bluewell, the Bluewell duchy has recently faced a major crisis.

‘Evelin, why on earth do you not want to eat?’

‘I don’t even have Cinderella, so I won’t eat it.’

‘Evelin, why don’t you come out of your room?’

‘I’m not going out even though I don’t have Cinderella!’

‘Eveline… .’

‘Cinderella… .’

Has he been cursed to respond with Cinderella no matter what he says?

Children, especially 5 to 7 year olds, were famous for their fierce grumbling, so even the Duke of Bluewell could do nothing about it.

I wondered if my older sister’s words, which I always followed well, would work, but despite her cajoling and persuasive threats, I became mute, as if I were a member of a secret society.

‘I’ll see what the book is and get it.’

After seeing Evelin’s chubby cheeks gradually becoming thinner, Amelia decided to take action herself.

***

“Actually, I actually read that book. It was definitely something kids would really like.”

Amelia truly thought so.

Honestly, it was such an attractive story and beautiful pictures that I thought I wanted one myself.

“Thank you.”

However, the man doesn’t even make eye contact with his compliments, just sips his tea and replies half-heartedly as if it has nothing to do with him.

‘Is that man really the one who created such a beautiful story?’

The story of was significantly different from typical children’s storybooks.

Ordinary storybooks contain stories of heroes’ adventures or knights’ tales, so they are actually not very interesting for girls to read.

On the other hand, the Cinderella that Amelia saw contained a fateful narrative in which the female protagonist, Cinderella, escapes hardship and adversity and finally meets true love.

‘The picture was really beautiful too. If it weren’t for those paintings, it probably wouldn’t have been this attractive.’

In particular, beautiful paintings that stimulate the imagination with their unrealistic yet strangely dreamy appearance.

These paintings had a completely different texture from typical portraits or murals.

So Amelia thought that the person who wrote these stories and pictures must be gentle and kind.

‘Rupert Somerset.’

This man, the second son of the Earl of Somerset and the author of Cinderella, is by no means soft.

Rather, when you just look at his face, he is cold.

On the contrary, his attitude towards himself was very dry and blunt, which attracted her interest.

“So, the lady’s business is probably to make a Cinderella.”

“Yes, if you don’t mind, I would like to ask you a favor.”

“I understand. Then, after making it, I will send it to the family. It was nice to meet you, young lady.”

Amelia was basically accustomed to men’s favor towards her.

Of course, she couldn’t be attracted to men who only looked at her appearance, but it was the first time she had ever seen someone treat her so harshly.

“Yes, thank you for accepting my unreasonable request. I will definitely repay you.”

The man simply nodded his understanding and left the reception room.

Rupert Somerset For some reason, he had the feeling that he would be remembered.

***

“Whew… .”

As soon as I left the living room, I let out a deep breath that I had been holding.

I can’t believe I suddenly encountered a character who was ranked second among the people I should never encounter for the sake of my comfortable life in another world.

Throughout the conversation, I tried my best to avoid eye contact and keep the conversation short.

In the process, I even promised to make a book, but that couldn’t be helped.

Duke Bluewell.

It is the heroine’s family and one of only three ducal families in the Borus Empire.

Considering that the other two ducal families are collateral families of the imperial family and therefore have honorary ducal positions, the Bluewell duchy is the most dangerous family after the imperial family.

‘You’re saying no to that request? ‘I decided to go to hell.’

If I had to make it anyway, I didn’t want to leave an impression about myself, so I answered cautiously.

What’s the big deal? If something were to happen just because we met once, it would really be a trick played by a fool.