My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"Fortunately, Orson, you have grown up and can help the master share some of the pressure, otherwise... Alas." Mary said this, came to Orson, straightened his collar that had just been messed up by Lucius, and then patted his shoulder.

"Come on, Orson, the future of the family belongs to you." Mary said this, turned around and walked downstairs.

Orson stood there, looking at Mary's back, silent.

When Orson just came back, Lucius deliberately sent everyone away, leaving Orson alone, and talked with him for a long time.

"But, father, didn't you just say that you were fine?" Orson looked at Lucius in confusion. "As long as I can stabilize the situation on the front line and wait until you recover and come back, everything will be fine."

Lucius didn't say anything. He stared at Orson for a long time and suddenly laughed.

"Orson, do you think that if I were really healthy, I would entrust all these things to you?"

"Then... Father, your body..."

"Although there is nothing wrong with my body functions, I always feel like I have forgotten a lot of things recently." Lucius said, shaking his head.

"I often forget Mary's name, as well as some of the servants in my house. I see them all the time, so I should remember their names, but now I have forgotten many of them."

"I don't know if it's the aftereffects of the assassination, but in my current state, I probably can't go to the battlefield."

Orson listened to Lucius' description. Although his face remained calm, his heart was already filled with turmoil.

This symptom is very similar to Alzheimer's disease.

But Lucius is less than fifty years old this year...

"I understand, father." Orson nodded. "During this period of time, I will take on your responsibilities and work hard to handle the frontline affairs."

"No." Lucius shook his head. "If I don't recover well, the Dukedom of Antica may be left to you in the future."

"You said before that you are not interested in the position of Duke, right..." Lucius said this and took out a piece of paper from the bedside table.

"This is for you. If I really can't hold on any longer and Li Te is unable to take over the family, I'll leave this family to you."

"Father, please stop talking nonsense. You are still healthy."

"Haha, I know my physical condition myself."

"By the way, Orson, call Margaret in. I have something to say to her."

"Father...your wife's name is Mary, and Margaret is your ex-wife..." When Orson heard Lucius' words, he could no longer maintain the calmness on his face, and he quickly corrected him.

"Ah...right." Lucius patted his head upon hearing this. "Look, I told you, how can I go to the battlefield now? I even remembered the wrong name."

"So, Orson, I'm counting on you." Lucius said, looking at Orson deeply. "For the sake of my raising him over the past decade, please let Margaret and I's child live well."

"Well, I know you will recover. Don't think too much about it for now. Just rest well." Orson said this, shook Lucius' hand, and then walked out of the room.

……

After this period of contact and observation, Orson knew that Lucius's symptom occurred at irregular intervals, like a time bomb.

They usually look no different from normal people, but at a critical juncture, they suddenly cannot remember or remember things incorrectly, and appear emotionally agitated and irritable as if they have been deceived.

And this, Orson already knew, was the second time Lucius had an attack this week.

The last time he had an attack, Lucius simply remembered the servant's name wrongly and mistakenly called Vivian the old servant Linda who had passed away. Fortunately, Vivian didn't react, and Orson helped Lucius to fool him.

Today, Lucius' condition has become more serious.

Alzheimer's disease was difficult to treat even before the time travel when medical technology was advanced. Although there is magic in this continent, it is still very difficult to find medicine or magic to treat this symptom in a short period of time.

What if during this period of time, there suddenly comes an occasion that Lucius must attend?

Orson couldn't imagine how many conspiracy theories would arise if others knew Lucius' current situation.

What to do in this situation?

Orson was extremely confused. This was clearly a magical world, but magic seemed to be useless for this disease.

Looking for a doctor?

Orson thought of the doctor he knew. If he were asked to come, he would probably recommend a craniotomy. He could only shake his head and give up.

Coincidentally, Olivia brought Little back home at this time. The two of them wanted to ask Orson what he did last night, but when they saw Orson leaning against the door of Lucius's room with a thoughtful look on his face, they didn't dare to go up to him and talk to him.

Olivia poked Leeteuk with her finger.

"What's wrong with Orson? He looks like he's thinking about something."

"I don't know either." Lit shook his head. "But you, aren't you Orson's fiancée? Why don't you go up and show some concern for your fiancée?"

Olivia nodded when she heard that, and walked forward with her hands behind her back to greet Orson.

"Hey, Orson, what are you doing?"

Only then did Orson come back to his senses from his thoughts.

"Ah, Olivia, you're back?"

"Well, you look like you're worried?" Olivia looked at Orson with a puzzled look. "And you were right in front of Duke Lucius's door. Was it because your father scolded you for not coming home at night?"

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After the exam today, my classmates held a party and I went out to play for a day. It was too late to update when I came back, so today's update will be put off until tomorrow. I'm very sorry.

Tomorrow's update will have a word count starting from five figures. If I don't finish it before six o'clock tomorrow evening, I will punish myself by writing ten more chapters and finish them within a month.

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Chapter 1: Into the Desert (, please subscribe)

"No." Orson shook his head after hearing that, then he looked up at Olivia. "I just heard from Vivian that you guys went out to look for me. I suddenly remembered something last night and didn't come back to tell you. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Olivia didn't seem to mind. "We were just worried about you. We're glad to see that you're okay."

At this time, Orson suddenly saw Litt who was following Olivia not far behind, and he waved to Litt.

"Leet, come here for a moment, I have something to tell you."

Then he looked at Olivia.

"Oh, I'll go downstairs and talk to Vivian." Olivia naturally understood what Orson meant. She took the initiative to speak, then turned around and went downstairs.

Orson took Litt into his room. After the two of them entered the room, he opened the door and took a look. After confirming that there was no one in the corridor, he closed the door.

"Orson, you called me here alone, is there something wrong?"

"Yeah." Orson nodded, sat on the chair and looked at Litt.

"You must never tell anyone what I'm about to say, not even your mother." As he said this, his tone was unprecedentedly serious.

"Okay, Orson, go ahead." Litt looked nervous when he heard that.

From Orson's expression, Litt could vaguely guess that there was definitely something very important, most likely involving the family.

"Father is ill." Orson said this and sighed. "The symptoms appeared a few days after the assassination. This disease is very strange. It will cause people to gradually lose their memory and become emotionally extreme."

"At that time, on the day he came back, my father told me that when he was sick, he was still able to organize his speech normally, and he could remember things he had forgotten after being reminded by others. But when I went home to see him today, his symptoms seemed to have worsened."

As Orson finished speaking, Litt became more depressed than ever.

"Why...why...my father was fine when he just came back..." Her voice trembled and her tone was full of disbelief.

Clearly, at the celebration party, from the moment Lucius appeared until the end of the party, everything was normal. Yet, such a short time had passed, and suddenly she told Litt that her father had dementia. How could she bear this sudden blow?

"This kind of strange disease sometimes worsens without any reason. I suspected it was a curse at first, but after a brief chat with the Saint about these things, she told me that the church had never discovered a curse that could make people gradually become demented. I asked a priest from the Antica Church to purify my father, but it didn't work." Orson said this and sighed.

"Anyway, now while I'm still on vacation, I can still help the family deal with things, but we must be prepared for the worst." Orson expressed his meaning implicitly.

Now the issue of family inheritance is imminent.

No one knows whether this disease will take someone's life. If Lucius's condition really deteriorates to the point where it can no longer be concealed, then the position of the Duke will inevitably change.

After hearing what Orson said, Litt's mood also became depressed.

After all, Lucius is her biological father after all. Although for some reasons he doesn't seem to know his own gender, the two people are definitely related by blood.

Ever since Litt came to his house, Lucius has been pretty nice to her. Although Lucius once felt ashamed because of Litt's overly rustic behavior in the early days, after being persuaded by Orson, Lucius has invested a lot in Litt and sent someone to give Litt living expenses every month.

Most importantly, Lit could truly feel the sincere feelings from Lucius.

Even though it might be out of remembrance of his deceased wife and guilt towards himself, those were real actions and not false feelings.

After all, if it was fake, Lucius could just put on a show in front of everyone and then let Lit fend for herself instead of discussing her education plan with Orson.

Therefore, it is normal for Litt to feel sad after knowing Lucius's current condition.

"I understand, Orson." Litt nodded.

Orson had told her from the beginning that he did not want to be a duke.

Although Lit doesn't know the reason and doesn't want to know the reason, she is constantly working hard to improve herself in order to help Orson achieve this goal.

"I may have to go out to deal with some things during this period, so you can use this time to familiarize yourself with the family's management affairs. No matter what, you will be the patriarch of a large family in the future, so it will never hurt to get in touch with these things in advance."

"Orson, are you going out?" Litt became uneasy when he heard that.

If Orson was by her side, accompanying her, she might have some confidence.

But now Orson told himself, he was leaving?

"I'm sorry, there are some things that concern the future of the Dukedom, and I have to go and deal with them." Orson said this with an apologetic smile. "It won't take too long, I'll be back when I'm done."

"Really?" Lit heard this and looked at Orson. "Then... Orson, you must pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, I will." Orson nodded, stood up and walked in front of Litt.

He reached out and touched Lit's little head.

"Okay, don't be so nervous. All we're thinking about now are the worst-case scenarios. What if father recovers, right?" Orson said this with a smile.

"No matter what, you have to look forward, Lit."

"Hmm..." Li Te lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, Orson came downstairs. At this time, Olivia was sitting in the living room. When she saw Orson coming down, she stood up and greeted him.

"Orson, I have to go back today."

"Ah? Why not stay a few more days?" Orson said this and looked at Olivia in confusion.

"I won't stay any longer." Olivia shook her head. "I received a letter from home, and there is something I must go back to deal with. I would like to stay here, but there is no other way."

"Well, since it's your family's idea, there's really nothing we can do about it." Hearing this, Orson could only express regret. "Then why don't you stay here and have another meal tonight?"

"No, I'll be leaving soon."

"Are you in such a hurry?" Orson asked doubtfully.

Was there something urgent happening at Olivia's home that required her to rush back?

Thinking of this, Orson couldn't help but worry about Olivia.

"I'm sorry." Olivia said this, as if to express her apology. She put her hands on Orson's shoulders, then stood on tiptoe slightly and kissed Orson lightly on the lips.

This made Orson a little slow to react. After a while, Orson subconsciously touched the corner of his lips.

"Wait... wait until school starts... I will compensate you again." Olivia said this and turned her back with a red face.

"It doesn't matter. Family is definitely the priority right now. I understand." Orson explained. "There's no need to feel guilty..."

On the other side, the maid Vivian stood at the kitchen door, watching the intimate behavior of the two with a gratified smile on her face.

……

"Randall." Sitting in the study, Mary looked at the middle-aged man standing respectfully at the door and asked.

"Madam Mary, please go ahead."

"Master, have you been out less recently?"

"Ah, ma'am, that's true..." Randall nodded. "Recently, Master Orson has been in charge of taking care of the master's daily life. This is the master's request, so we servants don't have much chance to come into contact with the master."

"I always feel that..." Mary said this, expressing her guess. "Is the master not feeling well?"

"Madam, why do you say that? The master went to the front line to comfort the soldiers some time ago."

"But I always have a bad feeling in my heart." Mary frowned as she said this. "Why did the master let Orson take care of him alone? Is there something between the two of them that they want to hide from the family?"

"Ma'am, you may be worrying too much." Randall comforted. "I guess it's just because the master likes Master Orson very much that he lets Master Orson stay with him to take care of him."