When I came to my senses, I had transmigrated into the body of a minor villain in a fantasy novel my younger sibling used to read.
To make matters worse, it was a villain who gets killed after being forced by his father to kidnap the protagonist!
The problem was, by the time I realized this, I had already kidnapped the protagonist.
On top of that, this exact situation had already repeated itself several times.
‘Transmigration and regression? What is this, some kind of combo meal?’
The goal is to survive.
To do that, I have to get on the protagonist’s good side!
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“I-I-I’m not scared! I l-l-like you, hyung!”
“…Why on earth is that?”
I could have just let it slide, but I couldn’t do it this time.
What exactly was the source of this unconditional trust and affection that had continued since the very first day?
What could it possibly be that made Caelus go this far for me?
At my question, Caelus smiled, his eyes curving into crescents. He looked as if he had been waiting for this exact question.
“B-b-because you’re a knight!”
An answer I never could have imagined came back.
“What did you say?”
I asked again, thinking I might have heard wrong.
Perhaps because my reaction was unexpected, the corners of Caelus’s eyes drooped down.
“Y-hyung, you’re a k-k-knight, right? You c-c-came to save me?”
“…….”
“…N-no?”
He called me a knight. A knight who came to save him. Me.
