The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 33



33 – An Impossible Request

An awkward atmosphere flowed at the dining table.

I watched the tense atmosphere at the dining table where dinner was being prepared with fancy hand skills.

“…Uhuhuh.”

“…”

Two women looking at each other with awkward gazes.

The lady, who stole glances at Uriah, was fiddling with her fingers. Uriah, sipping cheap green tea, looked at the lady with an expressionless gaze.

In the awkward atmosphere between the two, I thought to myself.

“This seems like a bad situation….”

Having learned about Uriah’s situation, the lady readily allowed her to sleep in the mansion.

-Has Uriah become a beggar?

-She said she encountered bandits on the street and had her wallet stolen.

Since she lost her wallet when parting ways with Balak, it wasn’t a lie.

When the lady realized that Uriah was penniless and destitute, she showed a wicked expression of a villainess, which she hadn’t shown in a long time.

-Instead, I will eat with you.

-What?

-I haven’t eaten. I’m hungry.

-Don’t you have any sense?

-Ricardo, I am the landlord. And the Desmonte family doesn’t have that kind of sense.

-Oh…

As she proudly mentioned her family name, the young lady couldn’t say anything in front of Uria.

The young lady, who looked around cautiously like a wet mouse, seems to be very perceptive. It seems like the Desmonte family is very perceptive.

As the awkward atmosphere continued, the young lady awkwardly waved her hand towards Uria. Waving her hand back and forth, she showed stiff movements like a robot. It seemed like she was trying to greet her.

“Uh… Uh… Hi…?”

The young lady successfully finished her greeting.

Looking at Uria with a proud smile.

“…”

Uria answered with silence.

“Useless…!”

The young lady clenched her fist and glared at Uria. Uria, who did not respond to the greeting, seemed irritating.

The young lady looked at me as if she was looking at a cat robot with a 4-dimensional pocket.

“Ricardo!”

“Yes?”

“Help me…”

In response to the young lady’s shiny eyes, I chuckled softly and said,

“Cheer up.”

“Damn it…”

While meeting the resentful gaze of the young lady, I filled the plate with dinner.

The plate with steam rising.

With a rattling sound, the food was placed on the dining table, and the sulking young lady snorted.

“Oh…!”

No matter how great of a butler I am, it is practically impossible to make food that satisfies everyone’s taste in a short time. It was also late and there were not many ingredients.

Due to leaving the house empty for three days, there was not much meat in the refrigerator.

So, the dish I made was cheese tteokbokki.

“It’s the favorite food of the young lady.

During her academy days, it was Yuriya’s favorite food.

Yuriya’s eyes widened as she looked at the tteokbokki on the table. It was the first time she had seen tteokbokki since the academy.

Only I can make it.

It’s the kind of food you can’t make.

I made it for Yuriya a few times when we were at the academy, and she seemed to remember the taste.

“It’s been a while. Try this.”

Yuriya picked up a fork and got ready to eat.

The young lady did the same.

“It looks delicious…”

“My mouth is watering.”

A satisfied smile appeared on their faces as they watched drool dripping and looked at the plates.

-Clap.

I clapped my hands and said, “Let’s eat.”

Before eating, the young lady looked around. She searched the kitchen as if she had lost something, and she asked the young lady with a fork.

“What are you looking for?”

“The mayor of Nokjo Village?”

“Oh…”

That’s right.

I left him outside and didn’t bring him in.

I left for a moment to find the unconscious Luin.

***

An awkward dining table without Ricardo.

The sound of utensils scraping against plates was the only thing filling the awkward silence between the two.

Yuriya quietly ate the tteokbokki on her plate, while Olivia watched her carefully.

-Sip…

Olivia handed a glass of water to Yuriya. She noticed Yuriya sweating and making a face when it was too spicy.

“Here, drink this. It’s spicy.”

Yuriya pushed the glass of water away and shook her head firmly.

“I’ll take care of it myself. Don’t worry.”

*Sigh…*

Olivia’s shoulders stiffened.

Ricardo still hadn’t returned.

Olivia had left Looan on the third floor and expected Ricardo to come back, but he hadn’t arrived yet. Olivia despised him for not coming.

However.

Olivia was secretly waiting for some alone time with Yuria. She had something to say.

Olivia glanced at Yuria.

And clenched her fist.

Yuria ate tteokbokki silently.

Olivia had something to say.

As the most skilled user of sacred powers she knew and a user of divine insight, who could assess the physical condition of others just by touching them.

She wanted to make one request.

It was an audacious request for the tormentor to make.

She knew that Yuria wouldn’t agree, but if she didn’t say it now, she would regret it.

Seizing this moment when Ricardo was absent, Olivia wanted to talk to Yuria.

It was also the fundamental reason for making a fuss about attending this uncomfortable meal.

“Uh… there’s something…”

“…”

“Well, you see…”

Her trembling voice wouldn’t easily leave her lips.

She wondered why it was so difficult to say, but her heart was pounding.

Olivia felt stifled.

“I have to tell her before Ricardo comes.”

Because she could easily predict the expression that foolish butler would make when he found out that she had made such a request. Olivia knew how her butler would look with a bitter expression, even if he said it was okay. Olivia was in a hurry.

“That… That is…”

Yuria briefly hesitated, then pushed her plate aside and placed her fork roughly on the table.

*Exhale.*

Yuria sighed deeply.

It wasn’t a good expression.

With a look that suggested she might enter the room at any moment, Olivia stammered to herself as she gazed at Yuria.

“Ugh… That’s right…!”

Olivia reached out her hand to Yuria, asking her to listen to her story for a moment without going into the room. If she missed this opportunity, she would have to write a letter, as Yuria didn’t seem likely to accept her letter.

Olivia reached out her hand and tried to grab Yuria.

“Ricardo’s hand hurts…!”

Yuria interrupted Olivia.

“Olivia.”

Yuria’s voice echoed in the dining table. Yuria spoke her name firmly. Olivia swallowed dry saliva nervously.

Yuria leaned on the dining table with her elbows, displaying her discontent, much like a bureaucrat who had to do an unpleasant task. Olivia tensed at her appearance.

“I heard from Ricardo.”

“What?”

“About your legs.”

Yuria looked at Olivia’s weak legs. Oddly skinny legs that had lost their strength from not moving for a long time. Yuria spoke while looking at the legs that had sagged without strength.

“He said it’s uncomfortable for you.”

“…”

Olivia lowered her head.

‘Ricardo said such a thing.’

Olivia was always slower than Ricardo. This time, she thought she was faster and took on the role of the owner… Olivia couldn’t lift her head easily.

Yuria got up from her chair with a soft sound and slowly approached Olivia, continuing to speak.

“I don’t believe it unless I see it with my own eyes. To be honest, when you came down with Ricardo earlier, I thought you were pretending.”

“…”

“Yes, I don’t want to get involved with Olivia or Ricardo. You don’t want to either, right? Don’t want to be associated with me. But… because of what happened today, I’m a bit concerned… So, I’m doing this just for this time.”

Yuria faltered in her speech.

“Be grateful to Ricardo.”

Thump, thump. Yuria, who had approached Olivia, placed her hand on Olivia’s shoulder.

The faint green light began to fill the kitchen.

The power that turns Uriah into a ‘saint’ in the novel.

[Miracle.]

The power of miracles that can heal any sickness started to warm up Olivia’s shoulders.

In Uriah’s eyes, Olivia’s body seemed like an anatomical model.

From indigestion.

To overweight and high blood pressure.

Where in the body is not well.

Detailed parts about which part of the body is causing the pain slowly entered through the hand resting on her shoulder.

And.

“… Huh?”

Uriah let go of the hand on Olivia’s shoulder.

***

An hour passed.

I, who had been hiding in a corner of the kitchen, saw a girl sitting alone on a chair.

Slumped shoulders.

Moist eyes.

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A girl who seemed to have no energy.

Tap. I tapped her cheek to wake her up. I can’t show a gloomy expression to the girl.

Based on her expression, the conversation doesn’t seem to have gone well. Unfortunately, that is.

I approached the girl and gave her an awkward smile.

“Ahahahaha…. I’m sorry. The third floor was quite dirty. I was a little late.”

“Ricardo.”

I heard a cold voice.

She must be asking why I did something without her telling me to.

I know that I went too far.

But this might be my last chance.

Although I know that the girl will dislike it if I reach out to Uriah, I asked Uriah for a favor with the thought of trying even a little bit of hope.

At first, Uriah refused, but she eventually had to accept my request because of my continued plea.

-Just this once. Because you saved me this time. I’ll only help once.

“Thank you.”

“But… do you really not need to receive treatment for the wound on your hand?”

“Don’t worry. It’ll heal quickly here. I have a fast recovery rate.”

The girl gave me a skeptical look.

And she spoke briefly.

“Don’t do this.”

I replied curtly.

“I don’t want to.”

“I told you not to.”

“I can’t help it.”

Because I don’t want to give up either.

The girl let out a deep sigh.

And she reached out her hand to me.

“Get on.”

I naturally offered my back to the girl.

***

The path to the second floor.

The girl on my back spoke to me.

“Ricardo. Honestly, I was expecting a little more.”

“…”

“Just in case it could help Uriah’s leg heal.”

“…Is that so?”

“Yes.”

The girl buried her face into my back and didn’t move.

“But, when her leg heals, you won’t be able to carry her on your back anymore, so it’s not all good… It’s actually better because you have a broad and sturdy back to carry her.”

The girl forced a cheerful tone.

I spoke to the girl in response.

“I will find a way to make things better.”

The girl replied briefly.

“Don’t push yourself too hard.”

I nodded at those words.

The morning had broken like that, and it was after Yuria and Ruien had left the mansion.