Chapter 1: What a Darned Sweet Death Flag I Have
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Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 1: What a Darned Sweet Death Flag I Have

“Her name is Alicia. She’ll be your little sister from now on, Roel.”

In a lavishly decorated room stood a handsome, yet frail-looking, middle-aged man. He held on to the hand of a silver-haired girl as he introduced her to a well-dressed, black-haired boy who stood before him.

The middle-aged man was known as Carter Ascart, a marquess of the Saint Mesit Theocracy. Aside from serving as the Chief Magician of the Holy Knight Order, he was also the patriarch of the illustrious Ascart House. He was also Roel Ascart’s father, the stunned ten-year-old boy standing before him at this exact moment.

Roel Ascart was the sole son of the Ascart House. He had dignified facial features and a head of slightly long black hair. Standing just under 1.5 meters tall, he was on the shorter end among the nobles of this country. His skinny physique also revealed his lack of physical training. However, the noble education that he had undergone from a young age gave him a composed and quiet disposition, which gave most people a reasonably good first impression of him.

This, however, was nothing but an empty facade.

In truth, Roel was infamous as a little tyrant. Young as he was, he had a long list of misdeeds to his name. Even the servants of the marquess’ house would pale whenever his name was mentioned.

And it was this little tyrant who currently stared at the young girl who was soon to become his adopted sister. The golden eyes, which he inherited from his mother, narrowed tightly, and his complexion looked awful. His body was as stiff as the sculpture standing tall above the water fountain in his family’s garden.

“Roel, what are you doing? You’re scaring her!”

Noticing Alicia cowering behind him with a frightened expression under the pressure from Roel’s intense gaze, the middle-aged man howled at his troublemaker of a son.

Your looks are your only redeeming feature, and even they’re ruined when you act like an arrogant little villain!

Do you have to behave in such a manner?

I know that Alicia is beautiful, but you’re the son of a mar

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