Chapter 4: The Biggest Douchebag Of The Empire

Marquis Seiren's Mansion

"Where is he?... Where is that fucker!?"

A beautiful girl with a dazzling appearance suddenly stormed inside the hallway of his father's mansion, angrily shouting at the guarding maids of the hallway, where the door to the guest room was located.

"Where is he? Where is he!?"

She aggravatedly asked the maids of the hallway— seeking the answer to the question she wanted to know, but the maids kept their silence in accordance with the order of the Marquis.

Her beautiful white hair signified and resembled her father, the Marquis of Nevestria and his lineage.

Her mesmerizing blood-red eyes and white eyelashes that seemed to resemble the gorgeous appearance of the nobles of the night, her perfectly accentuated nose and supple lips colored in blood-red that complimented her pale white color of the skin.

And her name was Kleana Al Nevestria.

It's no wonder that she's considered as one of the most beautiful women in the High Society of the Human World.

Often referred to as someone whose beauty was equal to the Imperial Princesses of the Arkansas Empire, and the other nations. It's even rumored that she rivaled the beauty of the most beautiful races in the universe, the elves and nobles of the night, vampires.

Moreover, she's also extremely intelligent as she passed the exam at the Earthen Academy without any backdoors and backers.

A prestigious university for the Human World funded by the Universal Alliance to nurture and teach the young sprouts of the future generation of Humans— with no backdoor and backers.

Well, she's one of those sprouts and she's currently studying at that school right now.

However, this time— that demeanor of a beautiful and noble woman was missing, as she continuously shouted at the honorable maids of the corridor, whose only role was to guard the guest room, the room where the second son of his father, that fucker Keizen, was lying in.

Her view went to the different maids of the hallway, and that's when he noticed a particularly insignificant one that you might not notice if you didn't observe the hall.

She asked that frightened maid on the furthest side of the corner beside those strong-willed maids.

"Hey, you! Hey! Do you know where that man is?"

"I d-dont know, m-miss." The maid immediately answered with a cowardly tone looking at her with fear written in her eyes, as she's the daughter of the Marquis she was serving with.

While the strong-willed maids keep observing and keeping their silence.

"Okay, I understand." She replied coldly to her answer which frightened the maid more.

The frightened maid suddenly went to the girl's location and immediately kneeled and begged for her forgiveness.

"Please d-don't fire me, young miss! It's the only job I have that can support my family. I'll do everything young miss, so please, don't fire me!"

She sobbed at the cold feet of the daughter of Marquis expecting for the worst— just like what the rumors say.

Well, she just sighed and assured the deeply frightened maid.

"Okay, so for now, relax, and don't worry about it. I'm not my brother you know?"

She showed a simple smile that captivated the frightened maid.

"What's your name?" She asked the maid.

"It's Adelaine, young miss!" The maid answered respectfully.

"Okay, I'll remember it, don't be frightened of me. Again, I'm not my brother, okay?"

She said to the maid for reassurance.

"Yes... young miss."

The maid answered respectfully to the daughter of the Marquis.

Where is he, I wonder?

And it seems like the reputation of the family worsens, huh?

He's an abominable bastard that even she, with all her intelligence— can't think of a reason why his lovely father, the Marquis, was still holding on to that bastard.

I already gave up on that man you know? So why? My dear father...

That man, a despicable human being was notorious for various atrocities within the Empire such as; child trafficking, sexual assault, cheating in prestigious exams, slavery of other races, grave coercion, fraud, scandals, money laundering and many more crimes that might put him in jail if he's an ordinary citizen of the Empire.

You can name a crime, he already probably does it once.

The Biggest Douchebag of the Arkansan Empire.

That's what he's known for.

But regardless of the heinous crimes that he committed in the Empire. It never resulted in him being jailed for some time, never in his life.

It's because of only one reason— my caring father.

When this bastard was accused or found guilty of some despicable crimes in the Empire.

My father always does something with all of his power to make him unacquainted with the crime, or the judge will rule the court with just a lighter sentence for him.

I don't know the reason but my father seems to love him very much.

However, these past few weeks, my father seems to have a change of mind— he gets tired of him.

It's due to an event that happened some weeks ago.

That bastard cheated with his fiance, the daughter of the Duke of Montague, Charlotte, leading to the two families' relationship being strained.

My father also gives signs of wanting to give up on him, leading to him announcing to the world that he's already half-disowned by his family due to this event.

Well, that didn't end well with their relationship as it led to one big argument with him and my father.

It also resulted in him packing his things up and leaving our mansion.

However, after a few days— a big news came to us, something bad happened to that bastard.

Those who have a strong grudge against him, knowing that he's already half-disowned by the Marquis, initiated a hunting search on him in the Empire.

Well, according to the reports, they beat him up severely in the alleys of the Empire— when he was found, he suffered some despicable wounds all over his body and he was unconscious.

That's why he came back directly to the mansion.

And how my father was forced to care for him for the time being.

Due to libelous rumors that might spread in the Empire concerning his good reputation and family's dignity.

Also, even if his child was a trash bastard, he's still one of his own blood and he still loves him after all this time.

That's why he can't see him get beat up this badly.

That's how kind my father is.

According to my own sources, my brother was treated comfortably right now in one of the guest rooms in the hallway of the mansion.

For reference, there are a lot of guest rooms in our mansion signifying how big of a place it is. There's also a long hallway where many rooms are situated.

It's also the reason why I can't find him right now.

My father seems to have a reason why he's not telling me which room that bastard was currently staying in.

Well, according to my father— that man did not wake up even if it's already been for the past few days, maybe it's from the wounds? Trauma? We don't know right now.

On the other hand, this was also the time that I went to our mansion after my school weekdays this week. The reason? To check on the condition of this trash of a brother.

"Well, it's also Saturday... and it's my free time to laze around the house."

I have nothing to do in the Earthen Academy anyway. I finished all of my work beforehand so I won't cram myself in school.

Also, mingling with people of high society was mind-numbing as hell.

The blatant sophistry of the nobles coupled with their hypocrisy and narcissistic tendencies was too astonishing for my dear naive self.

So I just chose to preserve myself and just go home to check on this man and my dear father.

Then, something comes up in my mind.

Maybe those people who had some grudges gave their all on beating him in the alleys of the Empire, so right now, his damaged brain might get restarted and fixed, right? I hope that they make some sense to him.

However, I still don't know when he will wake up.

He deserved those endless beatings for all I know after those despicable things that he did in the Empire.

Walking to the hallway, I planned to talk to one of my informers in the mansion.

I hired those people to gain information on many things that I wanted to know. It's also a precaution if something happens like I will be forced to arrange marriage, something like that.

Regardless, I spoke to them in advance to gather information about my brother and the place he was in.

"Do you where on what hell is that bastard was?!"

I asked one of my informers, the one who works as a stationary cleaner of the vases, and the walls of the hallway.

"He's in the 12th guest room, miss. The room was in the far right."

"The Marquis also ordered us to not let anyone enter his room including you."

My informant added with sincere caution in his face and voice.

But then, I replied seriously.

"I'm not just anyone you know? I'm the daughter of Marquis and I have the right to know about my brother's condition."

I answered firmly to the serious informer.

"Yes ma'am, I understand."

She entered the door to the guest room, the 12th room on the far right.

And that's when...

She found a white-haired man with the same as hers, sleeping peacefully in the simple bed of the room, the sunlight lightens up his beautiful face from the windows.

The birds chirping was also heard that seems to sing him harmony, with various sounds from the rustling of the trees, the different voices of people, and the busy streets of Empire creating this harmonica of nature that solidifies a slow yet rhythm breathing heart of a man.

Keizen Al Nevestria, the Biggest Douchebag of the Empire.