How to Protect My Male Lead

Iris’s older brother and younger sister were both geniuses. People loved her brother because he was the eldest and a genius, and they loved her younger sister because she was adorable. Iris was the miserable second child: not a genius, and not adorable. Even when Iris cleaned up her brother’s mistakes, Even when she endured her younger sister’s bad behavior, nobody noticed. If they were the brilliant, sun-like protagonists, Iris was a star abandoned all alone. But there was one person who did notice. * * * “I heard you were a genius knight. Rumors are always exaggerated, aren’t they?” The one who crushed her brother’s arrogance in a single stroke. The Northern Duke Cedric Leonteim, infamous not only for his temper but also for the dreadful rumor that he could not sleep unless he cut someone’s throat. “You don’t have to smile for someone, or work hard for someone, or live desperately, or swallow tears every night. “So cry in my arms, Iris.” He said that to her as she crouched in a corner and cried. Even in his dying moments, he said the same thing. Iris, crying her heart out in the arms of the one she loved as he grew cold, made a vow. I will protect you. I will protect you, the one who saved my life. And so Iris regressed.

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