As a noble, I always enjoyed the glory and wealth until I met a slave when I was sixteen years old.
The eyes are very beautiful - this was my first impression when I saw him, so I brought him back. It was also at this time that I realized that this world was fictitious, and that slave, who seemed to me a despicable slave, was the protagonist of this world.
At this time, I finally understood that I was just a supporting role, or in other words, a vicious supporting role.
I was thinking about how to defeat the protagonist group, but I found that the protagonist group that should have raised the clarion call for resistance had no fighting spirit at all, and even treated me, a noble, in a friendly manner...
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Demining: Try the first person perspective
In the eyes of others, the heroine is a sickly, buff-filled but strong aristocratic beauty.
Charming Halo + White Moonlight, Mary Sue (possibly)
The writing is very poor, a collection of random thoughts
Concept: Supporting roles also have spring