Chapter - Darkness Spreads(Revise)

"Um, Young Master Robert, please open your mouth."

"So annoying!"

"Ah!"

I instinctively slapped away the spoon that was about to be brought to my mouth, completely unaware that someone had come in and was doing anything.

But after hearing the screams from the side, I saw a strange maid looking at me in terror, hurriedly kowtowing and apologizing.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm really sorry!"

It seems that it's mealtime before I knew it. Marquis Bahod said that he would no longer assign me a personal servant, but for now, in order to help me take care of my health, different maids will feed me at each mealtime on a shift system.

Seeing the maid in front of me humbly apologizing and even on the verge of tears, I realized what I had done.

No, that wasn't my intention. Why would I take my anger out on a maid who's not even involved? Am I such a terrible person?

Wouldn't I become just like the original Robert if I did that?

No! Absolutely not!

I absolutely, positively do not want to become like that!

Oh, right, I need to apologize. I made that maid live in fear, so I have to apologize and say that I didn't mean to.

I tried to calm myself down, raised my head, and looked at the maid...

Maid...

Maid...

Carol!

A strong urge to vomit suddenly surged up, and the memory of that time vividly resurfaced in my mind.

No! Don't think about it!

Think about Rem, Ram, Sakuya, Rita, and other maid character. Quick!

I pressed my palm hard against my forehead and various anime maids flashed into my mind.

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Slowly, the image of Carol slowly disappeared from my mind, allowing me to suppress the nausea in my stomach.

The maid standing to the side stared blankly at me, who was trembling slightly, looking completely at a loss.

"From now on, don't come into my room to feed me. If you need to bring food, just knock on the door and I'll go get it myself."

I kept my head down, trying my best not to look at her.

"...Yes."

"It's not your fault, so don't worry about it too much."

"...Yes."

I tried to speak to her in a gentle tone, but she still seemed to think I was angry and answered hesitantly.

What am I doing?

After the maid packed up and left the room, I looked blankly at the ceiling.

Just because of one kidnapping and torture, have I become the type of person I hate the most. Has PTSD of one encounter made me like this?

This shouldn't be happening. I am not that fragile.

But no matter how much I tried to deny it, I could feel the turbulent dark emotions churning within my heart.

I had never felt this way before, not in this life, not in the past.

After looking blankly at the ceiling for a long time, I threw off the stuffy blanket.

My body hasn't been active for many days, and I don't want to continue lying in bed like this. I plan to get out of bed and try walking a few steps.

Maybe it will help me clear my head.

Although my lower body is still somewhat numb, I should still be able to stand and walk with support.

I slowly put my legs down from bed and tried to stand.

Unexpectedly, my condition was worse than I thought. My thighs were trembling as if they were saying they couldn't bear the strain.

Carefully... slowly...

I used the wall as support and tried to stand.

After a while, my feet seems to have gradually gotten used to the weight of my body.

At this moment, I subconsciously tried to straighten my knees.

But as a result...

"Ah."

It felt like a block had been suddenly pulled out of my body, causing my knees to bend uncontrollably, and my whole body to tilt as well.

My hands left the wall and I helplessly fell on the ground in an unsightly manner.

'Can I not even stand now?' I couldn't help lament.

But just then...

—Hey, you're really useless! You can't even stand properly now.

The unknown voice once again appeared in my mind and the negative emotions in my heart surged out once more.

The scene of being kidnapped, the scene of being tortured, the scene of not being able to stand, the scene of Lucia's brainwashing, the scene of Marquis Bahod's questioning, the debt of 10,000 good coins,...

All kinds of scenes repeated in my mind, making me feel req

—Where is that adult mind of yours now? Why is your heart filled with negative emotions. All that talk about being an adult, and it all amounts to nothing.

That's right, even though I am an adult, I can't even face the negative emotions in my heart.

I don't have the powerful will of the protagonist in anime and i am also not the protagonist of this world.

In the end, I am nothing but a villainous nobleman.

—So didn't I say this before? Resistance is futile.

Ah, you're right. The more I resist, the more foolish I feel.

The darkness began to further erode my heart, but this time, I didn't want to resist anymore.

Nothing matters anymore...

This family, this world, Robert's life, other people's lives, reincarnation in another world,...

As long as I give in, everything can be solved...

Gradually, the light in my eyes dimmed replaced by darkness.