Rehabilitate the Villainess - Rehabilitate the Villainess chapter 81

81 – Reply

A moment of silence. However, because Shael’s eyes were so intense, her atmosphere was not peaceful.

He spat out excuses to Shael.

“Because he is of the duke’s blood, he sent me a random letter aiming for his status.”

“I am also of the duke’s blood, but I have never received such a letter before?”

Of course. Rumors about Shael’s bad personality were too loud.

Even if it wasn’t for that, the Duke of Sphen, who loves her daughter to death, would have prevented such a letter from ever coming.

Anyway, it was a crisis. It wasn’t my intention to be honest, but it was a situation that would make Shael feel displeased with her.

“⋯⋯Go to your room and throw it away.”

She said as Shael handed her a box of documents. Everything that appeared to be her letter was already in Shael’s hands.

It seems that the letters needed for work also fell into Shael’s hands…

Once, that wasn’t the point. First, as Sael said, I received the box and entered the room. Because I couldn’t stand Shael’s bloody eyes.

Then he sighed. I was able to escape the situation right away, but I don’t know how to relieve Sael’s anger.

‘By the way, why are there so many documents?’

Of course, the Imperial Festival was right around the corner. The paperwork for it was piled up in a box. It was an amount that made Duke Ezran feel sorry.

Flutter

I turned over the documents and started checking them. From the sound of fluttering coming from across the room, I knew that Shael was checking her letter.

Po!

Wow!

The sound of the letter being torn was a bonus. It repeats itself and at some point it stops.

It was only then that I was able to properly check the documents. Among them, noteworthy was a document about the Kingdom of Perin next to the Empire.

A kingdom known for its unusual climate. It was a document about the Baslet family’s villa there.

‘I’d like to go play with Shael later.’

I think it would be a good time to go when the relationship with Sael, who is still inexperienced, has grown stronger. It was a good harvest in its own way.

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Knock – Knock!

As I was imagining my trip with Sael, someone knocked on the door. A loud knocking sound as if angry. It was obvious who it belonged to.

I tried to welcome you. But before I could tell him to come in, Shael opened the door and came in.

I couldn’t help laughing and asked Shael.

“Then why did you knock?”

“Then, I won’t.”

Shael smiled and held out a box filled with her letters. The amount was less than before.

“I didn’t touch the important letters, so please read them all.”

“Okay…”

Thump!

Before I can answer, I slam the door and leave. At the same time, in order not to appear too angry, it feels cute to slam the door moderately hard.

I looked at the box Shael gave me again. I thought it would be a difficult day because there were already so many documents that I sighed.

Looking back at the piled up letters, it seems that it won’t last for one day.

I want to spend time with Shael after I finish work as soon as possible. Soon, I shook off my thoughts and picked up a letter.

ㅡAnabtieune Vazerasleinaim

The name of the sender is written. Bazerasleinaim was the first family name he had heard of. The names of most noble families must have been memorized.

No, why is your name so long in the first place?

For that reason, I tilted my head and read the letter.

ㅡThere is a rumor going around the social church. Rumors about the ugly Eran Baslett.

ㅡ They say men who cheat are not popular. Rumor has it that Young master is a cheater, isn’t that true?

Swear words about me are written every now and then.

A letter that didn’t even say who it was addressed to, and didn’t even follow the format properly.

As soon as I saw the introduction, I knew who the real sender of the letter was. It was Shael. Even just looking at the handwriting.

It looks like the writing was blurred on purpose to change the handwriting, but I can’t be fooled. Just looking at the contents, I could tell that the sender was Shael.

After she kept the letter Shael had written diligently for me, she looked at another letter.

It was a completely different letter than before.

ㅡAnielaine Abrezvelaintrumpet.

As soon as she identified the sender, she couldn’t hide her natural smile. Apparently, Sael has lost her naming sense.

I barely stopped laughing and checked the content at the same time.

ㅡI am Aniella, who runs a dressing room.

As expected, the proper letter format was not followed. This time, the concept was not a nobleman, but a dressing room owner.

ㅡYoung master, I watched the sweet meeting between Sael and Young master. It made me want to give my all for the love of the two of you.

ㅡThat’s why, as an excellent wedding dress craftsman, I want to try making a wedding dress for Sael. I wrote a letter asking for this.

ㅡCould we know when will the marriage with Sael be?

A letter asking about marriage, saying that he wants to make a wedding dress without any proper arrangement. It was just like promoting that the real caller was Shael.

When I finished reading the letter, I didn’t think the corners of my mouth would come down.

I read the letter one more time.

In order not to forget the pleasure, I thought over the contents of the letter and wrote a reply for Shael in another letter.

Soon, the letter to Shael will be completed. It was a letter with all my sincerity for Shael, who has been showing strange behavior lately.

Actually, I was going to use this later…

I can’t help it. Because Shael was feeling insecure.

I have captured a letter containing something tremendous.

I could have delivered the letter to Shael just by opening the door, but I didn’t.

Anyway soon, Shael, who will be curious about my reaction, will open the door and come in.

A strange contract was also stuck in the box Shael gave me.

So, what is this?

I took out a contract hidden among the letters and looked at it. I could see the straight letters of Shael.

ㅡ1. Eran Baslet forbids contact with the opposite sex except for Sael Azbel.

ㅡ2. Eran Baslett makes dessert for Shael Azbel every day.

ㅡ3. Eran Baslett says she gets Shael Azbel’s permission before she has a date with anyone.

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ㅡ10. Even if Eran Baslet becomes a duke, he throws away his work and spends time in the Azbel family.

Shael’s handwriting, which had been straight, became more and more curvy. Shame must have been the reason.

If you look at the contents, it’s a contract that contains Shael’s own courage. On the back, there is a sign asking for an autograph. By the way.

‘Isn’t this an unfair contract?’

There is nothing good about me. Even so, I signed Sael’s wish.

Because it was something I was trying to protect anyway. If I could stabilize Sael even a little with something like this, it would be to my advantage.

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Kikiiikㅡ

As soon as I finished signing, the door opened. While hiding the signed contract, I asked Shael.

“Why is that?”

“⋯⋯The butler told me to hurry up and get a reply to the letter. It’s been quite a while, so of course you wrote a reply, right? I heard that the letter from the dressing room is urgent…”

“I wrote a lot.”

The butler rushes the letter?

Of course, this is nonsense. The butler must have already returned to the Baslet family. There’s no way the reply to the letter is urgent.

Sael’s Tina tried hard to be fooled by her lie, and she handed a reply to Shael.

At the same time, I was going to hand over her contract.

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Kikiiikㅡ

But Sael opened the door and left before I could hand over the contract.

“It’s urgent…”

Anyway, since I sent you a reply, sooner or later you’ll be able to see Shael’s blushing face. Waiting for Sael’s reaction, I started looking at the remaining papers to spend time with Sael.

* * *

Shael hurriedly walked over and she pressed herself against the wall of the inn. She wanted to get as far away from Eran as possible.

Then I saw the reply from Eran. Upon checking, the reply to the letter she sent impersonating the owner of the dressing room was in Shael’s hand.

Shael took a deep breath and started reading Eran’s letter.

ㅡI will think more about the wedding dress. First of all, I want to respect Shael’s opinion more than mine.

Shael frowned at her. Sael didn’t care about her wedding dress anyway.

Shael chewed the letter she wrote to Ran in her head.

ㅡCould we know when will the marriage with Sael be?

Yes, it wasn’t the wedding dress that mattered. The answer to that question came first.

But there was nothing related to it. It was so strange that Sael doubted her eyes.

Shael stared at her letter in disbelief, then made a sullen expression. Her raised head was already facing the floor.

Shael’s hand, which was holding her letter, trembled. A constant feeling of uneasiness ran through Shael’s mind.

It has been since I witnessed the conversation between the Mage Tower Master and Eran. Numerous letters from Eran also made Shael like that…

This time, Eran’s letter made Shael that way.

“⋯.”

What if, by any chance, the doubt that shouldn’t be true?

That was the situation. It was clear that Eran was acting suspiciously to anyone.

In fact, it deserves it. If it was recently, Shael had been bullying Eran for a long time.

If you chew on her memories of the past, no matter how much Ran, Shael would get tired of it.

Sadly, tears welled up in Shael’s eyes. She tried to shake off her bad thoughts, Shael thought.

She keeps feeling sad over trivial things. She says she’s stupid. He said he was pathetic about doing things that other people wouldn’t mind doing.

Shael, who was cursing himself inwardly, lowered her hand holding the letter. It was to erase even a little bit of his miserable heart.

And if she calms down, she can go to Eran, hiding her true feelings, saying she wants to eat dessert.

It was then that the clear, clear sound awakened the darkness in Shael’s head.

Tooung

Something fell from the letter Eran handed you. It made a clear sound as it collided with the floor. Shael focused her eyes, blurred by her little tears.

Degur.

A ray of golden light that can be seen when illuminated by the light of an electric lamp. The ring, which had arbitrarily illuminated Shael’s dim mind, rolled on the floor.