I was Reincarnated as the Youngest Child of a Villainous Noble Family Who Controls the Kingdom from Behind the Scenes

Due to the impact of the academy attack incident, the school was temporarily closed.

Even though there was hardly any damage, the students were in chaos.

Between caring for the students and reassessing security measures, I ended up spending my time at the estate.

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After my bath, as I walked through the mansion while drying my hair, I passed by the living room.

Relaxing on the sofa were Leorg and my mother, Lisanias.

Leorg gently swirled a glass in one hand, quietly closing his eyes.

*"Lisanias... do you think I'm fine as I am?"*

My footsteps came to a sudden halt.

I hadn’t intended to disturb their peaceful moment—I was just passing through. But this was the first time I’d ever heard Leorg speak in such a serious tone, and I couldn’t help but be curious.

That Leorg, who always believed himself to be right and never seemed troubled by anything.

As for my mother, she had always been the kind of woman who simply affirmed his words and actions, standing by his side.

Because of that, I never really felt much gratitude or affection toward her.

For example, if Leorg ever said something to me, she would never interject.

In this household, where male dominance was taken to the extreme, what could Leorg possibly be consulting her about?

*"What do you mean by 'as I am'?"*

*"I believe I handled the recent attack incident quite well. No one else could have dealt with it as perfectly as I did."*

*"Yes, you are always right and perfect."*

*"Indeed, that is absolutely true... and yet..."*

Leorg fell silent, still holding his glass.

What in the world was troubling him so uncharacteristically?

Eavesdropping wasn’t proper, but I strained my ears anyway.

*"To begin with, that attack incident... The Allgan Kingdom claimed neutrality during the neighboring war and never intervened. At the time, I didn’t question it, but the more I think about it, the stranger it seems."*

*"Oh my..."*

*"The Gearth Kingdom, which we were at war with back then, held out far longer than expected. Even when they should have long since run out of supplies, they forced us into a war of attrition."*

*"That’s true. How infuriating."*

Just as expected, my mother affirmed everything Leorg said.

In other words, she was completely useless as a sounding board.

The neighboring war had happened before I was born.

Since it dragged on for over a year, even unregulated weapons like Bellanna and everything else imaginable were thrown into the fray.

It was the golden age of mercenary work—countries were so desperate that they’d hire even bandits as long as they were strong.

The old man from the Black Death Butterflies, whom I defeated when I was little, was one of them.

Even from my perspective, the Barufont family seemed to have been constantly on the back foot during that time.

Had Leorg started feeling uneasy about the past after comparing it to this recent attack?

*"I hope I’m wrong, but... is it possible the Allgan Kingdom was secretly supplying Gearth with resources during the neighboring war?"*

*"Oh my..."*

*"And now, that damned Duke Hezler from a neighboring country waltzes in like he owns the place. Right after that, the academy gets attacked. Why now? The questions never end."*

*"How dreadful..."*

At this point, my mother’s attitude almost felt like mockery, but Leorg seemed satisfied with it.

Peeking discreetly, I saw him sipping wine while holding her close.

*"Well, that Hezler bastard is probably rotting in Hell’s Haven, the land prison, by now."*

*"You didn’t torture him?"*

*"Apparently, he only spewed nonsense like the lowly scum he is. I figured we wouldn’t get any worthwhile information, so I gave the order to execute him."*

*"I wasn’t told anything..."*

So Hezler had already been captured, huh?

No way someone who strutted around like that would’ve been allowed to leave unharmed.

*"The Allgan Kingdom, pretending to be neutral while secretly colluding with both sides... The audacity of these Avantgarde Union underlings..."*

Just as Leorg’s veins bulged in anger, my mother gently stroked his back.

If he unleashed his terrifying aura throughout the mansion, it’d be unbearable.

Her "love aura," on the other hand, gently embraced all living beings.

And above all, it forgave everything, making people dependent on her.

Despite having no combat experience, my mother had never been harmed by anyone—which was terrifying in its own way.

Whether it was villains or monsters, they all bowed before her love aura.

In a way, she was the one I feared the most.

*"Lisanias... I used to think that as long as my own garden was safe, nothing else mattered. But the truth is, beyond Sealand, there are countless other nations."*

*"Yes... but I love this garden the most."*

*"Indeed. I, too, cherish this garden I’ve tended so carefully. But now, there are vermin trying to trample it underfoot."*

*"How pitiful... To think they’d ruin such a beautiful garden... Truly worthless, uncultured barbarians devoid of any sense of beauty."*

Leorg embraced my mother as she spat venomous words.

As their child, it wasn’t exactly a sight I wanted to see.

*"Of course, I’ll dispose of the trash that dares to ruin my garden. The Avantgarde Union means nothing. If I wanted, I could single-handedly annihilate even their parent empire."*

*"I love that about you."*

*"But that alone won’t solve anything. Even if I unified the continent, there would still be nations beyond the sea."*

*"Oh dear..."*

"Oh dear," my ass.

At this point, it was clear she was just responding mindlessly.

*"Lisanias... wouldn’t you like a larger garden?"*

*"A larger garden?"*

*"Yes. Perhaps the problem is limiting ourselves to just this country. Why not make the entire world our garden?"*

*"Oh my...!"*

I held my breath.

Wait, was this the flag for *that* being raised?

Honestly, the moment the Allgan Kingdom pulled their stunt, I had a feeling this was coming.

*"A vast, sacred garden where no one dares to cause ruin. Yes—a garden where everything unfolds exactly as I desire."*

*"That sounds wonderful. I can’t wait."*

*"Ah, so you think so too? Heh... How foolish of me to have hesitated. The answer was so simple."*

*"As expected of you."*

With my mother’s unconditional approval, Leorg had stepped onto his destined path.

But there was no helping it.

Even if I had tried to stop him, it would’ve been impossible.

Not that I had any intention of stopping him, of course.

*"Yes... I shall rule this world and become its king. The King of the World... Hah, not bad at all."*

Leorg rose from the sofa, and my mother followed.

I quickly slipped away, watching their retreating figures as they headed to the bedroom.

The flag for "World King Leorg" had been raised.

If this meant Leorg would fight at his full potential, then nothing could be better.

This was exactly the kind of challenge worth striving for.