The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 1



1 – Exile the Wicked Villainess.

[Exile the wicked villainess to the monastery.]

Drip.

Red paint flowed down the wall.

“Damn it.”

The wall of the mansion, covered with the anger of the common people, even today.

Ricardo, who turned 23 years old this year, wiped the graffiti that wouldn’t easily be erased with a rag and let out a sigh.

“How did I end up like this?”

Why am I doing a cleaner’s job? At a time when I lamented my pathetic life, I heard the conversation of the patrol guards patrolling the alley.

“Captain, is this Olivia’s house?”

“That’s right.”

“Wow… I heard she was expelled from her family, but it seems to be true. She’s a noble in name, but the walls… It feels like there could be ghosts.”

Thump thump.

The gentle voice of the patrol captain echoed through the walls.

“We’ll just pass by here without patrolling.”

“But don’t we have to patrol?”

“Isn’t this the home of that villainess?”

I turned my head, remembering the two men’s backs.

[Ricardo Lv.20]

[Occupation: Village Patrol Captain]

[Affinity: -20]

[Preferred Conversation Topic: Implementing justice]

[Garamba Lv.15]

[Occupation: Village Patrol]

[Affinity: 0]

[Preferred Conversation Topic: Women]

“So my taxes ran off to that place.”

“Ugh.”

A sigh escaped.

The management of the mansion was a mess.

It seems like a ghost will appear.

It’s the sight of a mere security guard disrespecting the daughter of a viscount.

“Tax bandits.”

It was infuriating that they disrespected our master, but what made me even more angry was that they did nothing while our mansion’s walls reached this point.

They insulted my master.

And it’s the right thing to do.

***

Deathmont Olivia.

She was the villainess in the novel I possessed, “Academy’s Strongest Rejection.”

She envied the attention pouring towards the female lead.

A common villainess who vented her anger on the female lead because she couldn’t be with the male lead whom she had a crush on.

That villainess was none other than the owner of this mansion, Deathmont Olivia.

Olivia was outstanding.

Until the female lead appeared.

She was called the flower of high society, and her exceptional magical talent and the strong backing of her family made her the perfect bride.

And she had a tender heart that saved me, who was possessed by an orphan from the slums.

Her maid.

In other words, the past me owed Olivia a life debt thirteen years ago.

It wasn’t a big deal. Around one week after possessing her body, I tried to scold the little brat who would become the villain, but ended up being beaten up instead. She helped me out, saying it was pitiful, and even gave me a job at the mansion.

Since I was determined to avoid the fate of being trained as a villainess in the original work, I unintentionally got entangled and decided to repay her kindness.

I did my best to ensure that she wouldn’t meet her demise like in the novel.

-Let’s calm down, miss.

-Ricardo, shut up!

-Let’s quiet down and exercise.

I fixed one by one the things that were made fun of in the original work.

Whether it’s external or internal.

-Miss, don’t wield the dagger recklessly.

-No! That woman called me an old maid!

-Hmm. Even so, it’s not allowed.

-Why!

-In situations like this, you should have asked someone like me, who is lower in rank. I will take care of it properly.

In the original work, I purchased the power that threatened her with money, and took care of the grudges myself, so that the grudges were directed towards me.

For 13 years.

I could proudly say that I did my best to protect her during my adulthood. I believed that, like in the original work, I was able to prevent her from making tragic choices.

Until I entered the academy.

The academy I first went to as an adult.

Olivia met a commoner man at the academy.

The “Michael” who would become a heroic character in the latter part of the novel with his great looks.

He was originally the sub male lead character who caused Olivia’s death.

Olivia began to unilaterally love Michael.

Honestly, it was understandable.

I had read that he was handsome, but I couldn’t imagine if he was really that amazing.

An excellent character and great looks.

A flawless man without any blemishes.

Even as a man, I could say he was a “wow” handsome guy, so how would it be for a woman? She must have lost her mind. Michael was that biased of a man.

Anyway, Olivia liked Michael.

She said it was because he saved her when she fell into the lake, but for someone who knew the ending where she dies because of Michael, it was no different from hearing a frightening story.

That’s why I tried to push Olivia away.

-Right, Ricardo? I feel like I’ve met my fated partner.

-You mean that?

-Just shut up.

-Hmm. Is he handsome?

-Yeah! He’s really good-looking and kind.

-I’m good-looking too, though?

-Eww…

I scolded Olivia for stalking Michael.

-That’s a crime, miss.

-But what am I supposed to do? I’m curious about Michael’s daily life.

-Even if you’re curious, who installs a hidden camera in someone else’s house?

– Isn’t that what most people do…?

– I’m more curious about the state of Miss’ mind.

Following Mikhail’s practice of swordsmanship at the training ground, he followed to diligently shout to decrease his favorability.

“Ricardo! Mikhail has already knocked down a third person.”

“Uhhh… If it were me, I would defeat someone like you in one fell swoop.”

“You…!”

“I’ll show you a bit of my swordsmanship. Let’s go down and I’ll demonstrate. I’ll flatten that arrogant bastard’s nose for you.”

After saying that, he received a beating from Mikhail like a dog.

The more I interfered, the more Olivia’s feelings for Mikhail grew.

The more adversity he faced, the cooler he seemed. So does that mean I should turn a blind eye to the adversity he’s suffering because of himself?

Anyway, around the end of the first semester, Olivia confessed her feelings to Mikhail. She confessed outright, saying that she didn’t want to be taken away by another girl.

“I like Mikhail.”

“I’m sorry, Lady Olivia.”

Olivia’s cold rejection and her sobbing.

It followed the original storyline exactly.

“f*ck.”

Mikhail liked the female protagonist. That’s why he rejected Olivia.

“What a bastard. There isn’t a woman with a bigger heart than Olivia. Is he an idiot?”

He didn’t accept anyone’s confession.

Not even the third princess’s confession.

Or the daughter of a marquis’s confession.

Or Olivia’s confession.

The only response was always “I’m sorry.”

From that moment, Olivia’s future followed the original storyline.

It became filled with madness that couldn’t be stopped, and she tried every possible means to win Mikhail’s heart.

She tried to bribe him with astronomical amounts of money.

“I don’t want that dirty money gathered from the blood of the commoners.”

“What…?”

She even tried to threaten him by using his weakness.

“If you don’t date me, you’ll never set foot in the Academy again, the girl you like.”

“I won’t let you make it that way. Don’t act so vulgar.”

When threats didn’t work, he got down on his knees and begged.

“Please. Just meet me for a month. I’ll do really well.”

“I don’t want to.”

In the end, like in the original, Olivia tormented the protagonist.

“Don’t play with that commoner girl.”

Just like in the original, Olivia attended every party, making the worst memories.

“Ricardo. Do you see that vulgar woman?”

“No, I don’t see her.”

“Shut up. Look properly.”

…

“Lock that woman in the closet until the party is over.”

“Do you really have to go that far?”

“It’s better than killing her, isn’t it?”

“I will do as you say.”

Despite that, the protagonist overcame adversity, just like a heroine should.

She was helped by the prince.

She was helped by the disciple of a martial arts master.

The whole world was on the protagonist’s side.

And so, after the first semester ended.

Olivia completely fell apart.

The Marquis who cherished Olivia gave up on reviving her a

-Please, get a hold of yourself. You know that nothing will change like this, don’t you?

-Shut up. What does someone dying in a slum like you know? Just because you’ve been with me for a long time, do you think you’ve become something? You’re just a servant after all… Keep your mouth shut.

She used the forbidden black magic of the empire.

In an empire where even the nobility receives punishment for using black magic, it is unacceptable for the daughter of a viscount to use it.

It was clear that she would be driven out of her family.

It was clear that she would lose all of her possessions.

The dresses she liked.

The jewels.

The flatterers.

It was clear that she would lose everything that was remaining.

But Olivia, who was crazy in love, used black magic to brainwash Mikhail’s heart.

-Ahh! Ahh!

-Miss!

-Ricardo, my leg! My leg! My leg!

The result was, of course, a failure.

The doctor said so.

-Due to the side effects of the black magic, the magic circuits have all been burned.

-What does that have to do with her leg? Why isn’t her leg moving?

-It seems that the nerves connected to the lower body have burned out as the circuits burned.

-What are you talking about? Please explain so I can understand.

-It is impossible for her to walk on her own from now on─.

-What did you say? Say it again.

From this point on, Olivia’s life came to an end.

There were repercussions.

She was abandoned.

Leaving behind only one grand mansion.

Olivia was no longer the belle of society, nor could she walk on her own.

***

Spending the whole day staring at the wall, the meaningless words that once filled the wall had long been faintly erased.

With the owner’s downfall, there was nothing to do. There was nothing to do besides the task of transcribing the lady who laid in bed.

Now, if I could just finish up and feed the young lady dinner, my work for today would be done. However, when I think about the fine that was imposed because of black magic, my eyes instinctively close.

I have more than one task to do.

I have to use my wit to heal the young lady’s illness.

With the family’s support cut off, I also had to earn a living.

It’s bitter to face the reality that even with just one body, it’s not enough, but I could handle it as long as the young lady didn’t make any extreme choices like in the original.

I put the dirty cloth into the bucket.

Dirty water in a bucket.

It feels good to have accomplished something.

What should we do for dinner tonight?

“Should I make steak, which the young lady likes…”

The sky is surprisingly clear.

The more so, the quicker the paint dries. I quickly took water in the bucket and washed the cloth.

That’s when it happened.

-Bang!

There was a loud noise from the young lady’s room.