TL: Zimmings
An incident that resulted in Taylor being imprisoned in Dubbledeâs dungeon began with the former Duke of Dubblede.
Forcibly imprisoned by his father, he colluded with the temple, seeking help while his father was away. In the process, my mother died and I disappeared.
My father never forgave his predecessors, and he brutally slaughtered his followers, and in the process, Taylor Dubblede became entangled.
As the investigation proceeds, the atrocities that Taylor had done were revealed.
Human experiments, poisoning his siblings who seek the power of his predecessors, also poisoning the families of vassals that went against his predecessors.
Viscount Dubos, who was an investigator at the time, said that he couldnât sleep for days after seeing evidence of Taylorâs misdeeds.
If it were any other person, he would have been immediately sentenced to death penalty, but no one could deny that Taylor was a talented person.
âItâs also the reason why the emperor couldnât execute Veronica, who almost blew up an entire province.â
An irresistible criminal with intellect, Taylor was eventually imprisoned in Dubbledeâs dungeon.
And he was released because of my haro allergyâ¦
âIt didnât happen in my previous life.â
The reason he was released from my first life was because of Mina.
Minaâs poisoning case, which I was accused of.
The brothers, who loved Mina like their own sister, released Taylor for her.
And then Taylorâs name became famous again.
Especially with the book âThe Black Notebookâ by Taylor Dubblede.
So what is that ?
It was a notebook that recorded the medical knowledge that Taylor, one of the greatest geniuses in history, gained while conducting illegal human experiments in the Empire.
I was able to make the medicine of youth because there was a medical student who made it in my first life, and it is said that the medical student developed medicine of youth by accidently peeking into Taylorâs black notebook.
According to the experts, it is a special notebook that contains advanced medical knowledge for about 100 years.
âI have to find it right away.â
Seeing Taylor cured my haro allergy, the notebook must have written the cure.
âHe was holding a black notebook in the afternoon. But he didnât take it with him when he entered the room. He would have put it near here. Letâs find it!â
Me and my brothers sneakily searched the room.
However, no matter how much we searched, we could not find where the notebook we had seen in the afternoon was.
Desk drawer, none.
Ceiling, none.
Bookcase, none.
Isaac frowned and grumbled.
âWhere the hell did this madman put it? Kid, are you sure?â
âYes.â
âThen where is it?â
âAnywayâ¦â¦ itâs strange. I definitely seen it before I went to the kitchen to get soup pot.â
âWhat?! Did he tell you to bring a soup pot too?!â
âTh-that madman!â
I quickly covered Isaacâs mouth with both hands. But Isaac struggled and looked at Henry.
âHenry?â
âLeblaine, is that the pot you brought?â
Turning my head, I saw a large red pot on the table. And underneath thatâ¦
âHe must be crazy!â
I quickly pushed the pot away, and picked up the notebook lying underneath.
It was the black notebook that Taylor had been jotting down all day.
I patted the leather cover that was slightly distorted by the heat of the pot and hugged it tightly.
âOh gosh, it has been through a lot.â
As I rubbed my cheek against the notebook and muttered softly, Isaac chuckled.
âYou seem kinder to the notebook than to people?â
âBecause itâs as precious as a diamond mine. People arenât diamond mines.â
âThen me?â
ââ¦â¦.â
As I averted my eyes, Isaac said, âNo way, kidâ¦!â I secretly hid behind Henry while holding the black notebook preciously.
âKid, wonât you come here!?â
âStop it.â
I carefully opened the notebook while Isaac tried to catch me, and Henry stopped him.
Isaac said while grunting.
âSheesh, if I had known this would happen, I would have tied up that madman and beat him up to take the notebook.â
âTying him up and beating are enough for the next time. Leblaine, do you have any information on the haro allergy?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âLeblaine?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Henry narrowed his brows looking at me, who had already hardened.
âWhatâs going on?â
Henry and Isaac came over and looked at what I was reading.
[8/21 Afternoon.
Benedict Isrobin / Burn marks began to appear. Couldnât be healed with elsa tree.
Sheer Moss 3g, Collard 12ml, Elsa Root Powder 4gâ¦â¦.]
âIf itâs Benedict, itâs the same name as the man with the tattoo that the kid had seen in the past.â
âItâs the same one.â
At Henryâs words, Isaac frowned.
âHow do you know that?â
âI investigated his identity. I even found out that he is the second son of the Viscount Isrobin, who disappeared 20 years ago.â
I closed the notebook and went up the stairs.
âWhere are you going? Hey, kid!â
âLeblaine.â
My brothers called me from down the stairs, but I walked silently to Taylorâs room on the second floor.
And I, Thump-!!
Kicked his door
Taylor, leaning on the old bed, looked at me. More exactly on the notebook in my hand.
âIt wonât work. There is nothing about haro allergy in it.â
He smiled and continued.
âI want to eat a stew from dawn tomorrow, but put chicken in it-â
I grabbed him by the collar. Taylorâs eyes were unusually wide, thinking that I would be quiet if there was no cure for haro allergy in the notebook.
âFrom now on, Iâll ask the question.â
âHey, do you still want her alive?
âOf course. And you will be her companion.â
As soon as I finished speaking, the aura appeared on Henryâs hand, who came in through the open door, and the aura also reverberated from Isaacâs body as he gripped the sword. At that exact moment, the lights outside the window turned on, as Dubbledeâs coachman and knights were getting off their horses. With a glance, Taylor grasped the situation and raised both hands lightly.
âI surrender. I donât want to die yet.â
I released Taylorâs collar and looked at him.
***
We sat facing each other and started talking. The knights were around ud, and Dubbledeâs servants closed the windows and doors, respectively.
âWhen did you meet Benedict?â
âTen years ago. An introduction from my ancestors.â
âDid you meet him again?â
âAfter I settled down at this place. He came to me and asked me to heal the wounds from the burns.â
I bit my mouth. The man I was looking for all this time was near us. Isaac shouted with a stern face.
âDonât be silly! How does a bastard from the temple get here!â
âWell, wouldnât that be up to you to figure out?â
At Taylorâs words, Isaac slammed the table with his palms. Henry, who sat silently with his arms crossed, called, âIsaac.â in a low voice.
âSit down.â
âButâ¦â¦!â
âIt means that there is a traitor in the family.â
Isaacâs face hardened.
With my eyes closed, I knocked on the table.
âThe fact that Benedict has come to see him at risk means that no ordinary doctor or priest can cure him. If he needs treatment in the future, Taylor, can you call him back?â
Taylor shrugged, neither affirming nor denying.
âI donât know.â
âRather, youâll have to explain why youâre looking for him.â
I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Taylor, who was smiling.
âI think youâre mistaken.â
âWhat?â
âIâm not making a request now, Iâm giving an order.â
Taylor looked into my eyes and smiled softly.
âThis is really fun.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âThis adopted child has the same eyes as Theodore.â
Taylor patted the cigarette case and raised his eyebrows lightly.
âWhat are you?â
His eyes darkened.
âYou donât look like a 9 years old. Who are you? Why are you looking for Benedict-â
âDo you know the truth about that day?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âHey. I donât care about Deglidâs case anymore. Do you know about it?â
ââ¦â¦.â
âNow it means that I have the upper hand.â
I snatched Taylorâs cigarette and continued.
âLetâs finish it quickly. I know what a person like you hates the most.â
âWhat is it?â
âYou donât want to die, but it doesnât matter if you die. Fun is more important than dying, right? So tell me. Viscount Dubos-!â
Before I started talking to Taylor, I called Viscount Dubos, whom I had brought here via the teleportation device.
âYes, Lady.â
âIf I put Taylor Dubblede back in the dungeon now, how long will he be imprisoned?â
âHe can die if he wants to. If not-â
Viscount Dubos looked at Taylor with a cold expression. His languid smile disappeared, and his cold nature was revealed. On the other hand, I smiled brightly.
âA life without your brain. You hate it the mostâ
ââ¦â¦.â
âYou do know that youâre off the hook because of your brain right? Thatâs why my dad let you go.â
ââ¦â¦ What am I supposed to do?â
I said with a smile.
âFirst, bring Benedict to me. Second, treat Deglid. And third.â
ââ¦â¦.â
âMilk.â
âWhat?â
âMilk.â
Taylor frowned for a moment, then understood what I meant, opened his mouth and said, âMiâ¦lk.â with a clenched fist as he got up and headed for the kitchen.
âThen you also have to chop the wood. You have to do it fast. I have to leave in the morning.â
As Taylorâs back twitched, we smiled like a villain.