I Am The Villainess With A Maxed-Out Luck Stat - Chapter 144
Only Noblemtl
144. Special Mission! Lay a Flower Path Without the Bing-ui-ja Knowing
Evelyn, who had received orders from Marquis Balton, tried to remain calm.
She helped Shiloh with her grooming as usual.
She volunteered to comb Shiloh’s hair and did so diligently.
‘How can I sneak some hair?’
I couldn’t understand why my father had asked me to bring him Shiloh’s hair.
However, she was well aware that her father’s position in the palace was in jeopardy due to the recent incident with Pyron.
Evelyn, who felt a sense of crisis, decided to follow her father’s orders obediently.
Then Shiloh, surrounded by her maids, let out a deep sigh.
“Your Majesty has not come to see me for several days now. He seems very angry.”
She too was upset to hear that diplomatic relations with Pyron had been broken off.
‘It was a chance to make a big profit, but it was a shame.’
But fortunately, she was one step away from the Emperor’s wrath.
After all, the person responsible for this incident was Marquis Balton.
The emperor was very fond of Shiloh, but did not trust her enough to entrust her with important national responsibilities.
Since there were no expectations, I was free from responsibility.
She decided to keep quiet for the time being, comforting herself that as long as she stayed out of the Emperor’s good graces, there would be plenty of opportunities to do so.
“Don’t be too heartbroken. His Majesty will come to see Lady Shiloh again when things get better.”
The maids tried to comfort Shiloh, but her sighs would not stop.
Shiloh was in a state of heartbreak.
Countess Garcia looked at Evelyn quietly.
Evelyn often acted out of the blue. The Countess habitually kept an eye on Evelyn, and today her behavior seemed quite suspicious.
“… … .”
Even as the maids comforted Shiloh, Evelyn just stared at the comb.
She glanced around, gathered the hair caught in the comb, and put it in her inside pocket.
Then one of the maids clapped her hands as if she had a good idea.
“How about going on a boat ride for a change of pace?”
“Boating?”
“Yes. Now that the weather is getting cooler, I think it would be nice to enjoy outdoor activities.”
“Huh.”
Shiloh looked out the window absentmindedly.
As the maid said, the surrounding area was becoming dyed in the colorful colors of autumn.
“I should ask His Majesty to go to the villa to see the fall foliage.”
“Right now?”
“Yes. I think His Majesty needs a change of pace too.”
Shiloh stood up from her seat.
“Tell His Majesty that I wish to see him.”
“All right.”
At Shiloh’s command, the maids dispersed in unison.
Evelyn finished tidying up Shiloh’s clothes and left the toilet room.
She planned to secretly go see her father while the other maids were at the palace.
‘I did it!’
Her steps towards the reception room became faster and faster.
Was it because of the loot hidden in my arms? My heart was beating like crazy with a strange sense of joy and excitement.
But someone blocked Evelyn’s path.
“Your Highness the Marquis of Balton.”
It was Countess Garcia who had been watching her for a while.
“What are you hiding in your arms?”
Evelyn felt a sudden fright as the Countess’s gaze fell squarely on her inner pocket.
Evelyn instead raised her head stiffly.
“What are you saying now? What am I hiding?”
“It’s no use complaining. I saw with my own eyes Young-ae taking care of Lady Shiloh’s hair.”
“… … !”
Since when have you been watching this?
Evelyn shouted, her words hitting the nail on the head.
“I was going to throw it away as I went!”
“Give it to me. I’ll throw it away for you.”
As Countess Garcia strode toward her, Evelyn abruptly turned around.
“Okay!”
“Your Majesty the Marquis!”
Just then, someone started coming closer to them from the end of the hallway, but the two were too busy struggling to notice.
Inyoung, who had come close to me without me noticing, suddenly stopped.
“Evelyn Youngae?”
“Oh, Princess?”
“… … !”
Roselia looked back and forth between the two surprised people.
* * *
Just a few hours ago.
Another guest came to the ducal palace after Countess Gott left.
“My lady, a messenger has been sent from the palace. His Majesty the King Ferwin wishes to see you. What should we do?”
“Your Majesty?”
The guest was none other than a messenger sent by Perwin.
The Perwin I know would have come to the duke’s residence suddenly or ordered him to enter the palace immediately.
As if his promise to try wasn’t empty words, this time he asked for my opinion.
“Tell them I will enter the palace soon.”
“Okay, miss.”
Thanks to that, I also happily prepared to go see him.
There was also the matter of the Kingdom of Pyron, and there was much to talk to him about.
Preparations for entering the palace did not take long.
As I was entering the crown prince’s palace, a maid suddenly caught my eye.
‘What are you doing over there?’
She was loitering at the entrance to the Crown Prince’s palace, seemingly lost.
Just then, the attendant next to me stepped forward.
“Hey, stop hanging around and get back?”
Only then did the maid, who had been hesitating, turn to look at me. Her expression suddenly changed when she saw me.
“Oh my!”
Kkudang tang tang!
He fell in front of me with flashy gestures that made me think Hollywood action movies should go away.
No, it would be more appropriate to say that it flew in.
She clutched her knees and complained of pain in a tone of voice similar to that of a Korean textbook.
“Ouch, it hurts so much. What should I do?”
“?”
‘What is this, an AI in human skin?’
“What are you doing! Can’t you get up right now?”
The subject scolded the maid harshly, but she ignored his words and stared at me.
“Ouch, oh, oh, oh, oh. I think my bone is broken. I can’t get up on my own.”
“?”
“It would be great if someone could help me up. Preferably a woman… … .”
“Oh, are you okay?”
Only then did I awkwardly extend my hand.
The way he spoke while reading the Korean textbook was very irritating, but the injured area looked very sore.
“thank you.”
The maid, as if she had been waiting, grabbed the hand I held out.
She was slowly and unsteadily getting up.
“?”
I felt a ticklish sensation and looked down at my palm, and saw that she was gently pushing a note into my palm.
[We’re heading to the Crystal House right now.]
“Thank you very much. I’ll be heading back now.”
Startled, I tried to check the maid’s face, but she bent down deeply.
And then, before I could catch up to him, he quickly disappeared into the distance.
… … What the heck?
* * *
“Sigh, I’m dying from the pain of trying to raise a child that I didn’t have in my destiny.”
The maid, barely out of Roselia’s sight, slumped down on the stairs.
“Written.”
My knee, where I had thrown my whole body, felt like it was going to tear.
“… … It’s not really broken, is it?”
If I had known it would hurt this much, I would have fallen slowly.
She looked at her face reflected on the floor with a small sigh.
Brown hair, freckled face.
She was an ordinary maid whose only characteristic was that she had no special features.
Ian, who came down to avoid the eyes of the higher-ups, is the perfect extra to possess.
Ian, disguised as an extra maid, looked around.
‘You didn’t notice that just now, did you?’
Since the manager’s major accident, surveillance has become even tighter across the ice management department.
Ian, who was already a low-level employee, couldn’t even chat comfortably.
‘That bastard named Donggi always throws big shit. I’m so grateful.’
The administrator who came down to the human world by borrowing Cayenne’s body was forcibly repatriated to the Middle-earth, even bearing Cayenne’s penalty.
【WARNING! Incorrect approach】
【WARNING! Strong action restrictions apply.】
【WARNING! You will be forcibly detained in another dimension!】
‘If you do anything, it’ll be warning, warning, warning… … You’re getting hit by the karma beam.’
Because he acted as a destroyer of the worldview, the administrator was confined by the system and imprisoned in another world.
His limbs were tied tightly together, and he could not see, feel, or speak.
Ian thought it was his own fault, but he was secretly worried about him.
[Take good care of Roselia for me. ㅠ,ㅠ]
‘… … You son of a bitch.’
The manager’s last words, which were almost like a will, weighed heavily on Ian’s mind, so he took the gamble of coming down to the human world.
“I’m crazy. I’m not even a nanny who takes care of the kids.”
She grumbled and sat up, one knee aching from the brutal beating.
From the moment I started my life as a shaman, I promised myself that I would never do anything that would harm me.
It seemed like the manager’s phobia had spread without me knowing.
“See if I ever come out again.”
But then Ian glanced back in the direction where Roselia had been.