I Met The Male Lead In Prison Chapter 165 - Ricdorian's Truth

Until the hand that finally pushed him away.

Ricdorian clenched his fist. He wanted to do bad things. No, he wanted to be bad for her.

Even so, if she would see him, he’d rather be the worst human being to her.

…If he can’t get her by begging in the end.

Then…

Why? Rattle. He was scared. Can this be done? Because he said he hated her because he was resentful. To her, to that kind of person.

Is it worth it? If he really hates her. His hand grabbed his face.

Countless thoughts swirled in Ricdorian. Unpredictable things overflow like waves.

Ricdorian’s shoulders twitched like a seizure.

A dark room, frantically twinkling stars pa.s.s by his sight. It wasn’t a star in the sky. That star….

Because she didn’t make him suffer.

It was the time when his father was alive, he didn’t even know that pain was pain.

Ricdorian just stopped walking.

“Well then, miss. Get a good rest. I’ll serve you without lack.”

Jaire had already finished explaining everything. Even about Hernim had been looking for the Blue Rose for a long time.

Ricdorian did not stop.

He just concentrated on Iana’s still, unchanging, calm face.

In the end, looking at the casual face, he clenched and opened his fist once more.

As he walked down the hallway, Jaire kept his eyes on him. As someone who has been with him for a long time, he was sensitive to the changes in Ricdorian.

Ricdorian sneered inwardly.

Like this, even though he pretends to be visible, why can’t she see him?

“Well, Your Excellency. Are you in too much of a hurry?”

Ricdorian did not answer.

The whereabouts of the Blue Rose have long been famous. It wasn’t famous because it existed somewhere, but it was famous because it didn’t exist.

A rose that has disappeared from this world.

But what the ‘roses’ knew was different.

The moment one becomes the head of the rose family, one learns something. It was also something that Ricdorian also came to know when he qualified for his ranks and ascended to the rank of Grand Duke.

The fact that only the Black Rose knew the whereabouts of the ‘Blue Rose’.

Perhaps the current Marquis of Valtaize and the fleeing White Rose, the head of Rosenia.

And that man, the Duke of Domulit, must have known of course.

‘No, he already had it.”

Through long research, Hernim found out that the Blue Rose’s dynasty was maintained and that it was strictly protected.

But no more was known. One thing he found out after much hard work and effort.

The former Duke of Domulit had only one son, and nonetheless had a daughter.

Could it be the Blue Rose?

It didn’t take long from the careful reasoning to the groundbreaking investigation.

“Your Excellency.”

Someone quietly called Ricdorian.

Before Ricdorian’s eyes, there was a man with dark green hair.

It was Shero, a subordinate in charge of Hernim’s agents.

“I finally figured it out.”

There was a rare joy in his face as blunt as a hound that rolled wildly in the field.

“It’s what you most wanted.”

Well, if that’s what he wanted. There will be only one at this moment.

Ricdorian’s scorn. It is Iana’s appearance, the detached and gloomy face pa.s.sing by and pink hair. He himself knew it was quite serious.

What should he do?

It was a fever that he had before he even realized it.

Ricdorian took the papers coldly and scanned them. It was a more indifferent and insensitive face than usual.

However, as he read the doc.u.ments, his waist straightened. Ricdorian’s eyes opened wide enough that they couldn’t grow any longer.

“…is this true?”

“Yes, it’s finally revealed.”

Shero nodded his head.

“You don’t know how thorough Domulit’s surveillance is.”

Chaser Louve Domulit’s stronghold was stronger than any other castle in the world.

The culmination point was the mansion where he was staying.

Those who were sent in during that time either died or went missing. For over a year, Hernim changed the way, They chose not to contact those who were sent in.

“How thorough was the guardian deity of Domulit during that time. It was the same as the Duke of Domulit himself.”

It was because the moment they tried to contact them, they knew that they were brutally killed by the guardian deity of Duke of Domulit.

This also came by the countless sacrifices.

Shero reported what was not included in the report in addition to what was written in the report.

“I only found out after two years. Did the infiltrating agent return safely… Your Excellency?”

However, Ricdorian listened to nothing at all. No, he turned his back without hearing everything.

The steps moved quickly. His steps with the power of a rose are incomparable to that of an ordinary person.

He went across the hallway he had come from in an instant.

The more he walked, the more his breathing became harsher. He was blessed with the Red Rose and was born with a const.i.tution that does not tire.

– Report on Iana Rose Domullet.

So this breath sound is only what he made consciously.

– Confinement.

Strangely here. However, the speed just felt slow or whether he was running fast.

– Shackles at the ankles.

<… Won’t you tie me up?>

His breath caught his jaw as if he was drowning.

– Put on shackles and chains,

She has not changed so much in the past three years, has her personality really not changed?

– Couldn’t leave the mansion for even an hour.

Ricdorian was much smarter than Iana thought. His brain was fine.

He was ignorant of common sense even during the time he was with her, and he had a beastly sense of humor.

-The Black Rose’s surveillance looks so terribly obsessive.

A strange sense of incongruity that he felt briefly at this moment completed a puzzle.

Number of times away from the mansion.

-0 times.

Creak. He opened the door.

“Haa… haa….”

He doesn’t think he ran that hard. No. Born in this world, he ran the most desperately.

Just for one other person.

In the quiet room, Iana sat like a painting.

He looked at her and was always enjoying her contemplation. He came here and thought she didn’t care for him.

– Estimated that there wasn’t much that could be done in the mansion.