The Villain's Side of the Novel - Chapter 102: Aslan POV At The Past 1

Chapter 102: Aslan POV At The Past 1

——Long time agn one of the luxurious mansions on the northwest side of the human continent, there was a lavish party thrown by one of the large families in the area.

(He’s handsome, but why does he have that cold expression? and why is he standing alone like that?) I thought with a curious expression as I looked at the handsome young boy with black hair and dark eyes who was standing alone in one corner of the hall with a cold expression on his face.

In fact, no matter how much I think about it, I can only find the sight of a good-looking kid standing alone with a cold and gloomy atmosphere surrounding him amid such a festive and sociable atmosphere very odd, like a wilted black rose in the midst of an open field beautiful red roses.

(It seems as if he is detached from this world) I thought with an interested expression as I looked at the child who seemed to be eleven years old, perhaps twelve.

“Aslan, why are you looking over there?”

Suddenly, I heard a soft voice calling from my side, Thus, I leaned back to see that a girl among the group of children I was with had noticed my absence, which made her ask strangely while looking in the direction of the young boy.

“Are you looking at the monster of the Prada family?” another girl asked after noticing the two’s conversation.

“Monster!? What do you mean?” I asked, puzzled and surprised by the girl’s words.

“Don’t you know this is Fray Prada, everyone calls him the monster of the Prada family. It is said that he killed more than a hundred people in cold blood despite his young age. I heard that he even killed many of his brothers with his own hands to take the position of the head family for himself.” One of the girls said in a low voice while looking at the boy with a frightened expression.

“Yes, I heard that even his mother and sister cut off their relationship with him because of his brutal and cruel nature,” another child whispered in a serious voice.

(What? this handsome face hides such a hideous beast under it, I can’t believe it !!) I thought with a shocked face after hearing the words of the other children, frightened and shocked by the children’s terrifying words.

And so, after facing such a big shock, I decided to try to forget that dangerous person and try not to go near him again in my lifut unfortunately, fate had other plans.

Where that day came when our family was invited to attend the Prada Palace as guests, in fact, since our family is one of the allies of our Prada family, my father visit Iskar city frequently, but he never took us with him, but it seems that this time the presence of the whole family was specially asked in the invitation.

Although my father and mother did not want to take me and my brother under the pretext that the Parada family was too dangerous, my father had no choice. Even though my father was an ally of the Parada family, he could not ignore the orders of the head of the Prada family. After all, our family is not even close to the power of one of the old six families like the Prada family, and despite my young age, I was aware of this fact. So, in order to avoid upsetting the Parada family, we decided to go to Iskar city.

Thus, we set out for the city of Iskar, and then we went to the Prada Palace, where we were welcomed by the head of the Prada family with one of his many wives and three of his children, which the head of the family told us that they were in the first three ranks to inherit the family, as it seems that the head of the Prada family is having a competition or something like that, to find his heir and it seems that he gives his children a specific ranking according to their strength and force.

(What a disgusting competition, no wonder they are considered the evilest family on the continent) This was what I thought when I first heard about this competition. For me, who had grown up in a loving family, I could not accept how any family could become enemies and fight each other only to get a silly position, that’s just ridiculous.

Accordingly, after following my father’s advice and maintaining a modest and polite disposition, the reception was conducted in a good manner, and we did not suffer any problems with the members of the Parada family.

After the end of the reception, my father and my brother, accompanied by the male members of the Parada family, went somewhere, perhaps to talk about business, or to have a drink or something like that. Leaving me and my mother with the wives of the head of the parada family who gave us a tour of the mansion as this was our first visit here

“This is the main garden, it is located in the center of the palace, and it is public for all branches of the palace.”

I listened to the woman who was giving us a tour while looking at the luxurious garden decorated with many flowers and trees there was even a clear water pond filled with much different fish which I had never seen before.

Thus, we continued on our tour under the guidance of the woman whose name was Emore, who was the fifth wife of the head of the Parada family and mother of the first-ranked child in the succession conflict. Until suddenly we heard loud banging sounds coming from a certain directiooolait<novelnext> </novelnext>

“You disgusting monster, how dare you to hit my brother, I will kill you today.”

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“This bastard still hasn’t lost consciousness despite all this beating.”

“…” I looked in the direction the voices were coming from with a frightened and stammering expression

“This is my son’s voice.” Suddenly Emore cried in a shocked voice before running in the direction of the screams. While my mother and I followed her trying to help until we came to the place where the screams came from, which was hidden by treehere we could see three teenage children, roughly between three and fifteen years old, hitting a boy that was in a fetal position at the age of eleven or maybe twelve at the latest.

(That boy, isn’t he the boy who is called the Monster) I thought with a surprised expression as I looked at the cold, familiar face that was lying on the ground in the fetal position being severely beaten without making any sound.

“Son, are you alright?” Suddenly, as soon as Emore arrived, she cried out with a worried expression as she looked at the mess.

(Is she the mother of that boy) I thought with an innocent expression after seeing the woman’s concerned face

“Mom!…” However, contrary to my expectations, the child who answered the woman’s call was actually one of the children beating the young boy.

“Son, are you alright?” Emore said worriedly, holding the child’s face while looking at the small scar on his face.

“Mom, this monster dared to attack us and he was the reason for this scare,” the boy said with an angry expression as he pointed at the young child.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry son, I’m here I will make sure to make that monster regret this Emore said with a soft expression as she hugged her baby

“Stepmother, don’t worry, we hit him a lot. I’m sure he won’t dare to do this again.”

“Yes, my brother is right, do not worry, we have taken revenge on him.”

The other two kids stopped hitting the boy too with tired expressions on their faces and said in a mocking voice.

After hearing this conversation I almost exploded with anger, it is clear even to me that these children were the ones who beat the other kid. Why would anyone get himself into a fight he can’t win of their own free will? That’s ridiculous.

(Poor kid, does he always get bullied like this) I thought with a sad expression as I looked at the little boy who was struggling to get up from the ground while still carrying the same expressionless face as usual.

“Spit…” The child spat out a lump of blood on the ground before looking at Emore who was tenderly hugging her child and only for a split second could I see a hint of something other than coldness in his dead eyes.

(It’s not anger, not fear, is he jealous…) I thought with a complex expression as I looked deeply at the boy’s blank face. Before he turned his face and…

“…” Suddenly and without warning, my eyes met his cold black eyes, which made a weak shiver run through my body.

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