I’m Not the Mastermind

Yujin listened to Alicia’s story until the very end.

She spoke of the happy times she spent with her mother during her childhood and the day an assassin came, seemingly no different from any other, taking her mother’s life as she tried to protect her.

As Alicia continued speaking, her expression darkened, and her body and voice trembled. Still, she pushed through, recounting every detail to Yujin.

When she finally finished, Yujin’s response was calm yet filled with understanding.

“…It must have been incredibly difficult for you.”

Yujin lost his parents when he was 12 years old.@@novelbin@@

But Alicia had lost her mother at the tender age of 4.

Yujin couldn’t even recall what his life was like at that age. It was natural—most memories from early childhood fade with time.

But Alicia still remembered. The memory had etched itself deeply into her mind, undoubtedly because it was so traumatic and painful.

What’s more, she had suffered from PTSD afterward, and despite being a princess, she had taken up the sword in an effort to grow stronger. The depth of her pain was not hard to imagine.

Alicia herself admitted, “To say it wasn’t difficult… would be a lie. Even now, recalling it is painful. But… as you said, Professor, I can’t keep covering it up and turning away from it forever…”

“Yes, you’ve spoken well. Thank you for sharing.”