The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 362



362 – Wolfgang and Desmond -3-

I feel bad.

I couldn’t focus on anything because I was so angry, thinking about how to ruin those guys.

“Ricardooo…”

“Miss.”

“Yes.”

“What do you think one should do when they are really angry?”

Holding a cotton swab in my hand, I carefully asked the young lady who was lying on my thigh as a pillow. What should one do when they are angry?

“Ricardo, are you angry?”

“No.”

“Hmmm.”

The young lady, with her arms crossed, rolled her eyes and said to me.

“Eat chocolate. It will calm you down.”

“What if eating chocolate doesn’t calm me down?”

The young lady frowned and rummaged through her treasure pouch, then handed me a chocolate.

“Eat.”

“Miss.”

“Yes?”

“You shouldn’t move while I’m cleaning your ears.”

“Eek…”

I took the chocolate the young lady handed me and let out a faint sigh. Eating chocolate didn’t calm me down.

Even though the young lady said that eating chocolate would calm me down… I forced a smile at the anger that wouldn’t easily subside.

“Is it sweet?”

“How is it?”

“I feel a little better.”

“Eek… Just wait a moment. Chocolate is always right…”

I carefully asked the young lady, who was handing me a bigger piece of chocolate, how she would feel if she were insulted.

“Miss.”

“Yes.”

“What if someone told me, ‘If you’re a butler, act like one and stay at home.’ How would you feel?”

“Eek?”

The young lady, with a cold expression, spoke in a chilling voice.

“Who is it?”

“Pardon?”

“Who said that?”

“No one did.”

“Huh?”

The young lady pouted her lips and muttered to herself. ‘If something like that happens, tell me, and I’ll pay it back threefold.’

‘Ah…’

I see.

Hearing the reassuring words of the young lady made me feel a little better. It felt like I had a grasp on what to do.

I must not make it obvious that I’m from Desmond. But I also shouldn’t make it too subtle. People need to realize, ‘You did something bad, so this is what you get,’ for them to understand.

Honestly, I wanted to go to the Wolfgang family right now and overturn everything, but I had to move cautiously.

Darvav told me. Now is the time to hide our sharp fangs.

– It’s not the right time yet.

– We can handle it without anyone noticing.

– There were too many eyes watching.

– …It doesn’t matter.

– I think so too, but we have to think about the future. We have to consider Kyle, who will lead Desmond.

– …

– You know that the commoners’ view of Desmond isn’t good, right? If public opinion gets worse than it is now, it will be like feeding them.

– The lord’s words are correct.

– Yes, on the other hand, Wolfgang has overwhelming support from the citizens of the western region, so we can’t touch them recklessly.

– …

– If rumors spread that Wolfgang died in the capital, a war could break out.

– Are you thinking of engaging in territorial warfare, my lord?

– …Meteo is always right.

– …

Yes, just as Darvav said, now is the time to hide our fangs. Darvav wasn’t wrong. Perhaps, from the lord’s perspective, Darvav’s rational thinking is maintaining the current peace.

So.

I thought that if we showed our molars instead of our fangs, things would change.

Slowly.

It won’t be too late to show them after gnawing away very slowly.

“Huuu…”

But still.

“How annoying.”

The desire to teach a lesson to the fearless noble who dared to touch someone they shouldn’t have didn’t disappear.

If they had touched Kyle, I wouldn’t have been this angry. If they had touched Darvav, I wouldn’t have been this angry either. They are strong people who can handle things on their own. If I tried to help, they might even scold me for meddling.

But the lady is different.

“Eek…! My ears are melting…”

From the moment they called the lady, who is my master and the treasure of Desmond, a cripple, the family was already doomed.

Because I decided so.

I gently stroked the lady’s hair and smiled softly.

“As expected, the lady is smart.”

The lady smiled bashfully and replied.

“I know.”

*

After a commotion, in the room where darkness had fallen, I quietly called someone’s name.

“Lady Elysia.”

The space distorted.

The space began to distort, lightly piercing through the layers of barriers of the Desmond family.

“…”

With a familiar voice, the pale face of a woman began to appear.

Elysia, with her long black hair flowing down to her waist, crossed the space and knelt calmly in front of me with a smile.

“Apostle Elysia greets the Holy One.”

There was no trace of the old worries on Elysia’s face as she placed her hand on her chest. The sorrow of losing her son and the emotions driven by revenge had slightly faded.

I bowed my head and greeted Elysia warmly.

“You look better.”

“Thanks to the grace of the Holy One.”

“I haven’t done anything.”

“The very existence of the Holy One is a grace to me.”

A sheepish smile appeared on Hans’ face at Elicia’s nonchalant expression as she spoke without hesitation. He didn’t know how to react every time she called him a ‘saint.’

“Ahaha… I’m embarrassed.”

All he could do was laugh awkwardly.

Elicia lowered her head as she looked at Caliburn leaning against the desk.

“…You’ve tamed the demon sword.”

“No, we’re just getting along like friends.”

“You’re humble. The energy I feel is so powerful.”

“Ahaha… No, it’s not.”

I smiled shyly at Elicia’s words and let out a small sigh.

“The truth is, I called you here to ask a difficult favor.”

“If it’s a request from the saint, I can do anything.”

“You don’t have to do anything.”

I murmured to Elicia in a low voice, thinking of Wolfgang in the capital.

“I’d like you to look into a certain family in the west.”

At the mention of ‘the west,’ Elicia’s eyes began to widen.

“Ah… Ah…!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you truly someone who knows everything, saint?”

“…Yes?”

“I heard that the Archbishop of Shame is in the west. He disappeared the moment restraint was lost…”

“Oh…”

“But…! This was all part of your plan, wasn’t it, saint?”

“…”

Receiving Elicia’s admiring gaze, I smiled faintly and shook my head.

“Then, I hope you can handle my task and capture the Archbishop of Shame as well.”

Elicia opened her eyes coldly and said,

“What should I do?”

“Just investigate…”

“Shall I create a follower for the apostle?”

“…”

“Or should we turn the West into a sea of blood?”

“…Ah…no?”

Startled by Elicia’s unexpected enthusiasm, I let out a hollow laugh and spoke my true desire without holding back.

“I would like you to investigate the Wolfgang family. In the worst possible light.”

Elicia nodded as if she understood the meaning and replied.

“As you wish, Saint…”

“Please, don’t call me a saint…”

“Then I shall bring down the hammer where the Lord’s wrath is directed.”

“Hahaha… Just call me a saint.”

Reluctant to let her leave just yet, I asked Elicia about her recent activities.

“How is the Apostle of Temperance doing?”

Elicia replied with a brighter smile than ever.

“She is doing very well. I wish I could show her to you, but I must ask for your forgiveness as she is not in a presentable state.”

“I see. I’m glad to hear she’s doing well.”

Elicia then distorted the space around her and disappeared.

“…”

Left alone in the room, I thought about Wolfgang and let out a sneer.

“Hmph…”

Well…

-Saaa…

I hope you endure it well.

*

“Master, we have a big problem!”

Wolfgang Louis, who was staying in the mansion provided by the Crown Prince, frowned as he saw the butler enter without knocking.

“…”

Opening a noble’s door without permission was an enormous rudeness.

“Butler.”

“…I…I’m sorry.”

“How many times do I have to overlook your rudeness? You’ve been a butler for over ten years, you should know better.”

“…I’m sorry. The matter is too urgent.”

Louis sipped the steaming hot tea and spoke to the butler in a calm voice.

“If it’s a trivial matter… you’ll have to take responsibility.”

With an audience with the Crown Prince ahead, Louis found the butler’s visit annoying. He didn’t like that it was shaking his mind before an opportunity to elevate the prestige of the Wolfgang family.

Why was he making such a fuss… It didn’t seem befitting of the noble name of Wolfgang.

Louis was gradually getting tired of the butler’s excessive behavior. The butler was competent, so he couldn’t be replaced recklessly, and he also held information that shouldn’t be known.

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Thinking that he would erase the butler’s existence if he crossed the line one more time, Louis sighed deeply and nodded towards the butler.

“Speak.”

The butler, having received Louis’s permission, swallowed heavily and began to speak in a trembling voice.

“…The western sea route is frozen.”

“Just… because of that…? What did you say?”

“The canal that ships pass through is frozen. Ships have been stuck in the harbor for three days…”

“What… what do you mean?”

Louis looked at the butler with trembling eyes. Why was the sea in the western noble’s resort frozen?

“I don’t know either. They say the canal that ships pass through froze overnight.”

It was nonsense.

The story of the western canal freezing.

That meant…

“The representative of the Gold Coin Merchant Guild has come to the Wolfgang mansion demanding compensation. The other guilds are the same. The estimated damage alone is 10 million gold…!”

“Ten million…?”

“That’s not all. We’re losing 3 million gold a day.”

“Wait… wait a moment.”

Suddenly, a chill ran down Wolfgang’s spine.

‘No way…’

He thought Desmond’s revenge had begun. But Desmond Darvav specialized in destructive magic…

Why…

Freezing the sea with ice magic was something only the Archmage Heinrich and the Empress of another country could do.

Who…

Who on earth.

With an audience with the Crown Prince ahead, Wolfgang Louis’s leash was slowly tightening.

And the one who actually froze the western sea was Elysia.

“Please listen to the good words.”

They were preaching in the West.

“He will bring down the light.”

With a bright smile.