I’m the Sub Male Lead in Romance Fantasy, but I Don’t Like the Female Lead

2 – Unfamiliar Mansion

After washing, the next schedule is Suranachalbakgong.

I took off my gown and changed into a luxurious indoor suit. This is alone No, what the hell are the maids doing? It’s okay to wait on the change of clothes. What’s even more scandalous is that he waits on the women when they get dressed. Equality between men and women

I didn’t know that I would fly to another world and study it.

Is it natural to think that even in Korea, a young boy from a rich family goes round and round at an academy in Gangnam?

My position as the only heir to the Grand Duke of the North has made me an incarnation of private education that cannot be compared to the 8th school district in Gangnam.

History, etiquette, math, writing, whatever else. Anyway, there was a home tutor for each subject. The teachers we meet almost every day change.

Of course, there were no young female teachers among them. Why don’t you give me a secret class with the pretty tutoring Noonna? Rather than a fantasy romance, this was just my s*xual fantasy romance, but I guess it was too late to satisfy it even in this life of being born as a young boy from a rich family.

I’ve thought about it before, but it’s a strangely harsh world for men. There are more butlers than maids in the mansion, and all of them are handsome. The maids’ faces were jagged.

Among the maids, it was rare to see a maid as beautiful as Nunna for the first time. Ah, the maid Nunna’s name is Selene. I wanted to be an exclusive maid or something, but it was a bit disappointing that it was just taking turns. Of course, she never laid her hand on Selene.

No matter how much it is a fantasy world and my face is probable, I have no desire to be subjected to fantasy me too. And the maids were more family than I thought. Just looking at Selene right now, she’s the third daughter of a viscount. I was a little surprised.

Today’s subject was history. To be honest, I was a little worried about sitting school, but as I started studying this, just like swordsmanship, the things I had learned before popped into my head.

Thanks to that, there was nothing particularly suspicious about it.

The history teacher was an elderly gentleman.

He is the owner of a typical Sebastian’s crown, with his gray hair neatly swept back, a stylish mustache and even a monocle. When I first saw it, I thought it was some kind of butler.

Study itself was more fun than I thought. I didn’t hate history even in the original world, but since I’m studying the history of another world, it feels like I’m reading a fantasy setting book.

“In the 103rd year of the Imperial Era, there was a large-scale invasion of foreigners. Kullad, who unified the nomadic peoples of the west, calls himself khan…”

The history teacher’s voice pierced my ears. You can feel the traces of the earth in this part.

I know it’s troublesome to come up with a proper noun, but isn’t something like Khan, who unified the nomadic tribes, too openly copied the history of the earth as it is?

As you can see from the nomadic tribes of the west, there seems to be no end to the goal of dealing with barbarians for the rest of your life.

I asked our all-around maid Seleneemon, and she said that the nomadic tribes had already been integrated into the empire hundreds of years ago, and that they originally existed in the west, not the north. This consolation is too cold for humans to live in. Also, monsters don’t even exist. I will never forget Selene’s expression when she said Goblin or Orkney.

Then what on earth am I training swordsmanship for? I’m not a noble, so there’s no point in wielding a sword myself.

It is said to be the best samurai in the empire for generations, but is there a need for a prestigious samurai to exist in a country that has been peaceful without war for centuries?

Thoughts connect tail to tail. This is not the only strange thing. There are too many parts of this world that seem to be broken. It’s definitely comfortable in my situation, but if you dig deep, it’s strange things.

First of all, our family is suspicious. I understand that there is an alias for the shield that protects the empire. But from what? Our domain is located in the northern part of the Empire, and above it is a desolate land dominated by blizzards. It is a space where only a small number of living things cannot live. Nomadic tribes are originally located in the west, and monsters do not exist.

No, I know it has a cool nickname like a shield that protects the empire, but there are no enemies. Rather, those who needed such a nickname were the Marquis of the West who fought fiercely against the nomadic tribes. Our territory is rather the farthest rear area from the front line.

And it’s strange that he’s the number one samurai in the empire. No, what kind of place called the best martial arts in the empire is training like this roughly. Even if you go to the local Haedong Gumdo Center, there will be something more systematic than this.

Is this the best martial art in the empire?

I thought it had some unique simbeop or swordsmanship, but it’s not like that. It’s just that even though the Grand Dukes of the North trained like this for generations, they were geniuses and were damn good at sword fighting.

According to Kyle, my father is of course a sword master, and even I am a huge achievement compared to my peers.

“Brother… Master? Are you listening now?”

“….. Huh? Oh sorry, how far have you been?”

“The plundering of the nomadic tribes reached its peak, and it was even the part where a large-scale expeditionary force was formed.”

While I was lost in thought, the history teacher slowed down the pace. I’ll have to review it later.

–

“Today’s lesson will end here.”

The history teacher left after class.

The next schedule is dinner. The whole family gathers at the restaurant to eat. Well, it’s only three people.

The dining room is too large. At most, it is a place where three people eat, so the space is empty.

I was seated at a needlessly long dining table. It is a design that often comes to mind when thinking of restaurants in medieval mansions.

After sitting down and waiting for a while, the parents of the owner of this body appeared belatedly and sat down.

The man who naturally sits in the high table is Alexei von Sirius, Mikhail’s father, the Grand Duke of the North, and one of the best sword masters in the Empire. His dad’s name is f*cking rough. Because it’s northern, it’s roughly a Russian name.

The name is roughly, but the face is not. I wondered where my handsome wakkoo came from, but I understood right away when I saw the grand duke’s face. Like me, she has black hair like the night sky and white skin. If you talk to him with his features, he will search for you and exudes a dark energy. It’s not like I’m neutralizing with a stupid expression, but it’s more scary because it’s expressionless all the time. Handsome is handsome and scary is scary.

Sit beside him is Grand Duchess Arianna von Lamond. She has her blonde wavy hair up to her waist, her eyes and her mouth are big. Just by looking at her appearance, she is a kind and bright person. An aura radiates from her. She was originally said to be the youngest daughter of a poor male writer, but I don’t know what the hell happened between them and why she got married like this.

Leaving aside the background of the family, how did you get married to people who don’t seem to match? There is a saying that you are attracted to people who are the opposite of you, but these two are too extreme.

“…”

“My son did a great job today too. What did you learn today?”

“Today was history. I learned about the western nomads.”

Unlike the Grand Duchess, who kept her mouth shut and quietly ate, the Grand Duchess chatted nonstop. Even when I ask what I have learned today, I happily tell the grand duke everything from what happened today to the trivial chatter of the servants. The Grand Duke is just eating without saying anything. Are you listening to that?

It’s already been a week since we became their son, but it’s still awkward. The Grand Duke never opens his mouth, wondering if he is really practicing his silence. There are days when he doesn’t even hear his voice at all. The Grand Duchess, on the other hand, is too close. She is too much of an opponent for me, who is allergic to phosphorus.

To be honest, I was very nervous when I first met them. If you are a parent who has looked closely at 18 years, wouldn’t you notice that I am not the original Mikhail?

Fortunately, when I saw the people I was close to, my tongue rolled naturally. Similar to when I was training, what I wanted to say naturally came out corrected in an appropriate tone.

I was blown away, but it is disconcerting to see the language, acquired skills, knowledge, and even human relationships packed into a package.

I didn’t even have to play the original Mikhail. When I asked Selene and Kyle, the original me looked just like Alexei. A style of doing things quietly without saying anything unless it is necessary.

I wondered if anything had changed. He talked a little more than before and his expression relaxed, but he was relieved when the answer came back saying that nothing had changed.

No matter how you think about it, it’s too comfortable. There were no monsters or barbarians, and there was no power struggle. Mikhail’s memory is embedded in his head in a very opportunistic way, recalling it when the need arises.

How are you? Just because you fall into a fantasy world doesn’t mean you have to go through all the hardships at the risk of getting lost. Just live comfortably.

“Sirius.”

While thinking about my life, the Grand Duke opened his mouth. That man opened his mouth for some reason during the meal.

“Yes. Father.”

“Are you getting ready for admission?”

Admission? What admission?

“What is that…?”

“Preparation to enter the academy.”

My head is spinning. No, what kind of academy is the f*cking academy, and what kind of preparation is preparing for admission? To think that it was life-changing, and then hit it like this in 30 seconds. But I can’t reveal this inner feeling. If you suddenly ask what kind of academy it is, you don’t know what to think.

And on the day I woke up here, I wondered if I had asked Selene about strange things all day long, and the grand duke and his wife had asked me if I was sick a few days ago. Fortunately, thanks to the expediency cheat, I haven’t done anything suspicious since then, but there’s nothing wrong with being careful.

Anyway, since I’m in the position of illegally occupying this body, I get stabbed a little when I see the grand duke and his wife. I don’t want to cause you any concern.

“Ah, Academy! Yes. We are preparing hard.”

“Look forward to it.”

“It’s not just grades that matter! Make a lot of friends too! Me and Lee also met at the academy.”

“…”

The Grand Duke’s mouth, which had been open for the first time in a long time, closed again. Are you ashamed of that now? It really doesn’t fit.

After a rather hearty meal, I went up to my room.

Academy… At first glance, it must be that the unreasonable aristocrats take exams and go to experiential learning while ignoring talented commoners in a university-like system.

Actually, I don’t really want to go there.

I roughly guessed the identity of this world. Realities such as the name of a nobleman, traces of the earth felt in Khan’s existence, and strangely punctured settings. And the academy the Grand Duke just talked about.

Actually, it’s a coincidence or a parallel world, so I have nothing to say about it, but it’s almost certainly a world in a novel or a game.

And as long as the academy appears in a novel or game like this, it is almost unconditionally caught up in the incident. If it’s just a MacGuffin, I have nothing to say, but why?

So, I entered the academy without knowing anything, so what should I do first?

“Gathering information.”

I got up and headed out of the room.

–