I Am The Villainess With A Maxed-Out Luck Stat - Chapter 170



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170. This is the role of a guardian angel ( •⌄• )✧

“Cedric, what are you doing there!”

“What the heck… … .”

As the Marquis of Balton approached, Cedric let go of my arm and swore.

“Come here quickly!”

“Oh, Father!”

The Marquis of Balton forcibly pulled Cedric along. Cedric reluctantly followed him.

The shape of his mouth left a threatening ‘We’ll see.’

In an instant, the two of them moved to the opposite side of the banquet hall, leaving me alone in my seat.

* * *

“Oh, why! We were in the middle of a conversation!”

Cedric, who was forcibly dragged out by the Marquis of Balton, shook off the Marquis’ hand with a grunt.

“What conversation! How many times has this father told me not to waste my time?”

“Oh, really! What does Dad know… … !”

“Be quiet!”

Marquis Balton clicked his tongue at the noisy Cedric.

“You pathetic little punk, have you forgotten why you came here today?”

“What is your purpose?”

Cedric asked back indifferently.

I was so excited about returning to my home country after such a long time that I had long since turned a deaf ear to my father’s advice.

Marquis Balton pounded his chest.

“How many times has this father told you? The fate of our family depends on this matter!”

Marquis Balton intended to briefly discuss his plans for emigration when he met with Pyron’s diplomatic envoy.

Although I had already conveyed my intention through my sister, I had already incurred the wrath of King Pyron due to the diplomatic issue last time.

For a while, I had to watch King Pyron’s mood.

The appearance of Princess Hertia and Prince Louis at the founding ceremony was an unexpected harvest.

“What should I say again?”

Unlike the Marquis of Balton, who was very upset, Cedric was indifferent.

“Well, I’m sure Father will take care of it. I really hate boring stories.”

The Marquis of Balton was furious at his son’s attitude, but he managed to suppress his anger.

“Listen carefully, Cedric. I’m going to greet Princess Hertia now. You mustn’t make a mistake in front of the princess.”

“Princess Hertia?”

“okay.”

“Good. Your face is quite splendid.”

Cedric smiled broadly.

“You foolish idiot! Don’t you understand the situation yet? If you show it to Princess Hertia, it’ll be easier to roast King Pyron in the future!”

“Don’t worry, Father. With that kind of face, you wouldn’t be disappointed anywhere. Princess Hertia would definitely like me.”

“her…….”

The Marquis of Balton felt his heart clench.

I thought you’d come to your senses after studying abroad, but you’re still this immature.

He urged me again and again.

“Keep your mouth shut in front of Princess Hertia. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes. Don’t worry.”

Cedric answered dryly and quickly walked towards the main stage.

* * *

Meanwhile, Princess Hertia, who was on the main stage, was sticking close to Perwin.

“Your Majesty, you still don’t feel like dancing with me? Why?”

“… … .”

“Today is a festival, a festival! I even practiced dancing for this day!”

“… … .”

Princess Hertia spread out the hem of her skirt, but Perwin didn’t even glance in that direction.

The event was about to start, but the princess was nagging me right next to her, which only made me more annoyed.

“Princess, please.”

“Let go of this!”

People around her tried to dissuade Hertia and send her back to her seat, but she remained steadfast.

Ferwin, who had been suffering from tantrums to the point where his ears were bleeding, completely ignored her.

Then the secretary approached Perwin.

He got up from his seat when the secretary whispered in his ear.

“I have some urgent business to attend to, so I’ll have to leave for a moment. Excuse me.”

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty!”

Princess Hertia puffed out her cheeks as Perwin ignored her call and left the banquet hall.

“Tch. This is really too much!”

Other guests approached her and tried to talk to her, but Hertia was so upset that she refused to talk to anyone.

At that moment, a man approached Hertia.

“The princess of a foreign country has a beautiful face even with her wrinkled face.”

He was a tall, neatly dressed, red-haired young man.

“Who are you? A rich guy?”

Hertia responded crookedly.

The man looked wealthy, wearing expensive jewelry and formal attire, but his manner of speaking was anything but aristocratic.

“……yes?”

The corners of Cedric’s mouth slightly wrinkled at the unexpected blow.

But the opponent was a foreigner.

He tried to smile, understanding that it was because his language skills were poor.

“It seems you don’t know the meaning of nouveau riche. You’d be surprised if you knew who I am… … .”

“Oh my. I’m sorry for the late introduction, Princess Hertia!”

At that moment, Marquis Balton, who had come running in a hurry, quickly intervened.

“Nice to meet you. I am the head of the Marquis of Balton. This is my son, Cedric. Come and say hello, Cedric.”

“My name is Cedric, the next head of the Balton Marquis family. I am currently studying abroad on the continent of Kairus.”

“Oh, okay.”

“… … .”

Although Cedric spoke with high spirits, Princess Hertia’s mood, which was already ruined beyond repair, did not improve easily.

“By the way, why is the beautiful princess alone?”

“Because His Highness the Crown Prince won’t play with me.”

“Oh, Your Majesty, your eyesight must be clouded. How dare you leave such a beautiful person all alone. If it were me, I would never have been able to leave the princess’ side even for a moment.”

As Cedric spoke slyly, Marquis Balton poked him in the ribs.

“Oh, why again?”

“… … .”

Cedric looked at the Marquis of Balton with displeasure.

The Marquis glared at his son, telling him to stop talking nonsense and stay still.

But Cedric reached out to Princess Hertia.

“How about it, Princess? Would you like to dance a song with me instead of His Highness the Crown Prince?”

“I don’t want to dance with an ugly guy.”

“yes?”

“I don’t like ugly men.”

“Oh, Princess! What are you talking about!”

The nanny who was nearby became distraught and tried to stop Princess Hertia, but Hertia paid no attention.

“Nanny, think about it from the other person’s perspective. Don’t you think a nanny would hate it if an ugly guy asked her to dance?”

“Princess, how could you say such a thing! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

The nanny nodded, but the smile had already disappeared from Marquis Balton’s face.

Cedric was also upset.

His pride was completely damaged by the cold treatment he had never experienced since he was born.

Hertia snorted at the sight.

“Look at this, your expression changes immediately. Your face is ugly, and your heart is even uglier.”

Cedric was seething.

“What are you saying now… … .”

“Cedric!”

As Cedric, whose face was turning red and blue, tried to come forward threateningly, Marquis Balton desperately tried to stop him.

“Nanny, I’m going out. The Crown Prince isn’t here, and the banquet is no longer fun.”

“Princess, please keep your dignity!”

“Nanny, don’t follow me. It’s an order.”

“Princess, princess!”

Princess Hertia just stormed out.

While his subjects were in confusion, Cedric shook off the Marquis of Balton.

“Put this down, Father. I’ll go cool my head and come back.”

“Hey, where are you going!”

He shook off the Marquis’s attempts to dissuade him and followed Princess Hertia out.

‘… … Is that okay?’

Roselia, who was guarding her seat, was watching all the commotion anxiously.

After Perwin, Princess Hertia and Cedric also left. The audience was in an uproar.

The ministers who appeared as the emperor’s representatives tried to lead the banquet, but it was impossible for the event to proceed properly without the main characters.

‘Well, it turned out well.’

Roselia took advantage of the chaos in the hall to sneak out of the banquet hall.

* * *

【WARNING! An abnormal approach to the original story development has been detected!】

Meanwhile, the administrator walked through the palace corridors, ignoring the barrage of warning windows.

He reached a deserted corridor and sat down anywhere.

He let out a gasp of breath.

“Ha… … . Is this a time limit?”

The pain all over my body was getting worse.

A body like this won’t last long.

In the meantime, messages pouring in like ripples continuously hit my head.

[Rotten Water: Where the hell are you?!]

It was Ian.

The manager suppressed his annoyance and replied roughly.

[Wow. Taking a walk.]

Then a reply came back as if it was a bolt from the blue.

[Rotten Water: Where is the crazy X that goes on a walk as the original work???]

[Rotten Water: Isn’t your detention period over yet? Are you planning to die???]

“What, you already knew that?”

[(;´・`)>]

[Can you stop nagging and just get rid of the warning window?]

[It’s hard to take a penalty with this body. (ㅠ_ㅠ)]

[Rotten Water: Why don’t you just come back here???]

[No. I’ll be next to the ice maker.]

[Because that’s… …a guardian angel.]

[( •⌄• )✧]

[Rotten Water: Crazy X.]

[Rotten Water: Let’s not talk.]

Stop.

With those words, Ian’s contact was cut off.

But soon, the red warning windows that had been blocking my view disappeared one by one. It seemed that Ian had taken care of it using the administrator account.

“Anyway, I told you not to be honest.”

The manager chuckled softly, feeling his breathing much easier.

But this is only a temporary measure.

Soon, the aftershocks that will distort the plausibility of the original work will come like a tidal wave.

As a mere character who was neither a god nor an administrator, I did not have the ability to handle all those penalties.

However, this was the only way for Roselia to intervene in the original work without getting hurt, and also most directly.

“I guess I should start moving slowly.”

The manager stood up from his seat.

He doesn’t have much time left.