I Am The Villainess With A Maxed-Out Luck Stat - Chapter 161



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161. The genius of push and pull

“Your Majesty Ferwin. How is it that we are here at this hour… … .”

When Perwin approached Brecht without hesitation, Brecht hurriedly greeted him.

He was walking around the Emperor’s palace alone.

“It is dangerous to travel alone without an escort, Your Majesty.”

“Since when have you been worried about me?”

Perwin laughed.

“Why are you wandering around alone at this late hour?”

“… … As the situation is chaotic, we are strengthening security.”

“by yourself?”

Despite Brecht’s explanation, Perwin looked him up and down.

He was wandering around alone, away from the guards, even though he was supposed to be on guard duty.

Brecht was not immune to the suspicious gaze either.

In order to avoid my superiors’ suspicions, I had to explain it appropriately.

“……yes.”

But unfortunately, Brecht had no talent for lying.

In fact, he was personally ordered by the Empress to monitor the movements of Marquis Balton and Shiloh.

Shiloh, who had been causing a commotion demanding to see her son, became quiet after meeting the Empress alone.

The uproar died down, but Brecht found the unnatural silence unsettling.

At the same time, in anticipation of the founding of the country, various external personnel, including visiting merchants, were coming and going from the imperial palace.

It was possible that impurities might have entered the palace while it was in chaos.

“It’s dangerous to be out here alone. You’d better come inside… … .”

Then Perwin’s lips went up in a twisted manner. Brecht tensed for a moment at that crooked smile.

But soon Perwin spoke in a casual tone as if nothing had happened.

“Okay, I’ll go back now.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. Please come in.”

Brecht sighed and bowed to Perwin.

When Perwin returned to the Crown Prince’s palace, he was greeted by his secretary.

“Your Majesty, did you enjoy your walk?”

“okay.”

Perwin stared blankly at the messy files on his desk.

When he went to see the Empress, Brecht was by her side like one of her personal soldiers.

‘And today too.’

He was wandering around the Emperor’s palace, separated from the other knights.

As I was thinking back on his actions, my eyes suddenly fell on the grandfather clock.

“Oh, it’s getting late. Should I wrap up work soon and go home?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

The secretary packed up his things and stood up from his seat.

“God, let me go in first.”

But Perwin was so lost in thought that he didn’t even hear the secretary’s greeting.

“majesty?”

“uh?”

“Let’s go in now.”

Perwin, who came to his senses belatedly, nodded.

“Oh, right. But before that, I have something to tell you.”

“Yes, please give your order.”

“Assign someone to Sir Brecht. Have him watch over you.”

* * *

The next morning.

I returned to the duke’s residence the day before and slept in until the sun was high in the sky.

‘I think this is the first time since I first met you that I’ve been this late.’

I had trouble sleeping last night because my dreams were so disturbing. As a result, I fell into a light sleep and woke up repeatedly.

When I woke up, the maids gave me a letter.

‘It was sent by Ikart.’

The content was that they had arrived at Dean Octavius’ residence, but the Dean had refused to meet them, so it would take some time to convince him.

“Haa. This isn’t easy either.”

I put the letter down weakly.

The meeting with Countess Gott went wrong, and Dean Octavius ​​wouldn’t even meet with her.

Unlike the previous day when I was motivated, today I didn’t feel like doing anything.

‘I don’t even know if what I’m trying to do is meaningful.’

Is it because I’ve been through a few big things?

I began to doubt whether I could possibly accomplish anything in this crazy, continuous simulation of situations.

I just let out a deep sigh.

‘Usually when you’re acting like this, someone comes to give you a warning.’

“… … .”

However, since yesterday, neither the admin nor the anonymous subscriber has been seen.

‘Okay, at times like this I need to come to my senses.’

I felt like I had to do something, so I turned around the lucky item draw ticket I had received a while ago.

The result is―

Warm!

[‘Change genre in 1 minute (ridiculous drama)’ winner!

: In just 60 seconds, we’ll turn that situation into a ‘slapstick drama’ genre!]

“Oh my. I don’t feel like filming a soap opera right now.”

It was a genre change ticket that was almost like a dud.

If it’s going to be like this, I’d rather give you money.

While I was grumbling like that, a message arrived from Cayenne.

[Aren’t you coming to see me today?]

[I want to see you.]

“What the heck, what the fuss?”

This person says things that others may misunderstand without any concern.

But this habitual plotting developed after the manager became immune to it.

[Depending on the situation.]

[It’s hard to get permission to visit.]

I sent a brief message and received a reply right away.

[It’s disappointing.]

[Can’t you even do this much for me?]

[I have something to say to you, Master.]

[What do you want to say?]

[I’ll tell you when you come in person.]

“… … .”

Indeed, he is a master of sweet talk.

I also thought that maybe Cayenne thought I was boring, but whatever. It was fine.

[Just say it’s nothing special.]

“Go, go.”

I got up from my seat, shaking off my heavy body.

* * *

When I requested an interview with Cayenne at the palace, permission was granted surprisingly quickly.

‘Since I look good to the Empress, I get a free pass to see her.’

If I had known this would happen, I would have targeted the Empress instead of Perwin.

I followed my subject’s instructions while thinking of such pointless thoughts.

“The location of the prison has changed?”

“Yes, Her Majesty the Empress has ordered that the sinner be moved to the North Tower.”

I heard you moved at some point.

It seemed that Cayenne had been moved to the north tower, which was adjacent to the outer wall of the palace, rather than the dungeon.

“oh…….”

It’s quite gloomy.

Even though it was a prison, the north tower was a desolate place where not even a single rat, let alone a person, could be seen.

‘I’d believe it if you said it was the introduction to a horror movie.’

I don’t think a coward like me can last even a day.

“You really came?”

As I climbed to the top floor of the North Tower, a familiar voice greeted me.

Cayenne, locked in prison, was dressed in shabby prison uniform, but even in this moment, her sorrowful beauty shone through.

‘The iron bars suit you so well. You have a cool tone of confidence.’

I was sure of it, Cayenne said with a bright smile.

“It’s nice to see you after such a long time. There’s no one here to talk to, so I almost forgot how to speak.”

“So you asked me to come to you directly?”

It’s clear that you’re treating me like a jerk.

“Actually, I called you because I have a favor to ask. Master, do you remember the promise we made before?”

With his whole body bound, he barely moved his head and nodded toward my ring finger.

“If it’s a promise… … .”

[You were sold to me, but you don’t want to be my servant forever, do you?]

[If you work for me for exactly one year, I will let you go without any regrets.]

[I’ll even give you a fake title so you can escape from slavery. How about it? Doesn’t it sound appealing?]

The day I first met the Night Personality, I remembered the contract I made with him.

“Yeah, I remember.”

I answered, conscious of the warden’s stern gaze.

“We promised for one year, but given the circumstances, I might have to end the contract earlier than expected.”

[Can you prepare what you promised back then?]

At the same time, I heard his voice in my head.

What I promised Cayenne.

It was a fake title and runaway money.

“That’s not difficult, but you wouldn’t—”

It was clear that he was preparing to escape from prison.

[My brother will be executed soon. I want to finish all the preparations before then.]

[Can you help me?]

His eyes, which had been brightly smiling the whole time, became quite serious.

‘You want me to help you escape from prison?’

I was momentarily flustered, but my worries didn’t last long.

“……okay.”

Because I didn’t want to see anyone die or suffer anymore.

I hope that he finds freedom in place of the lost daytime personality, and becomes happy, unlike the original.

“thank you.”

Then Cayenne’s lips formed a captivating curve.

“If there is ever a time when I need to help my master, I will do my best to help him.”

A system window appeared before my eyes with those oath-like words.

【SYSTEM: The possibility of the hidden ending ‘Changed Fate’ has been discovered!】

“… … .”

I had a feeling that maybe my ending was not far away.

* * *

Meanwhile, as the founding of the nation approached, Shiloh could not sit still for even a moment.

“How long do you want me to wait!”

She was pestering the Marquis of Balton.

Now that the Emperor was weak, everyone was focused on the founding of the country, and the palace was in chaos, it was the perfect opportunity to get rid of the Emperor.

But Marquis Balton had been killing time for several days already.

“Stop whining. Thanks to you, I bought you some time.”

Marquis Balton covered his ears indifferently.

He had taken steps to prevent the temple healers from coming up to the capital.

In the meantime, he had been looking for an assassin’s guild, but finding someone trustworthy enough to entrust with an important plan was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

“What? Is that a big deal, just messing around? It’s not like we can move right now!”

“Hey, wait! I told you to wait! Don’t you have to give me time to save the person!”

“Shut up, you swindler!”

Shiloh, who had been yelling, grumbled.

“Okay, I’m the one who trusted you. I’ll take care of it, so don’t get in my way.”

“What? What are you doing? Don’t you know that there are guards all over the palace right now?”

“No matter what I do, I’m better than you.”

She kicked the chair and left the reception room.

“I really am, with that temper… … .”

Tsk, the Marquis Balton, who was left alone, clicked his tongue.