I Only Tried to Seduce the Villainess Sister Who Was Supposed to Kill Me - Chapter 37

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37.

 

“But why did a commoner attend the nobles’ prayer meeting?”

 

“Exactly, especially when she doesn’t even have elemental abilities.”

 

As expected, Florence and Leilani began tearing me down right in front of my face.

 

Since I had already seen what they did in the original work, it didn’t really affect me.

 

However, their quality was clearly different from Perioze’s sister’s tyranny, making me frown slightly.

 

Should I say there was pettiness underlying their bullying?

 

They were being mean, but there was also cowardice within it – fear that people might discover what kind of person they really were, and an inferiority complex that desperately wanted to establish ‘I am above you’ in this situation.

 

So these two probably received twice as much criticism as our Perioze’s sister.

 

I realized anew that even tyranny had its own class and dignity, and suddenly found myself missing Perioze’s sister.

 

“A commoner without elemental abilities attending a prayer meeting for strengthening elemental abilities – why is the Imperial Shrine’s management in such a state?”

 

“Maybe some foolish priest didn’t know she was of commoner origin and let her in?”

 

“That’s impossible, all the priests at the Imperial Shrine are brilliant. That money-obsessed nouveau riche must have paid an enormous donation to attend.”

 

Wrong, child.

 

I just smiled at Florence’s cute imagination and unpacked my luggage on the bed by the window.

 

Feeling they were beneath me, I even felt pity for them.

 

Why were they feeling inferior to me, a commoner, and bullying me like this? It made me feel sorry for them.

 

Though not wealthy, they should have enough fortune to uphold a count family’s reputation, yet were they envious of me, a nouveau riche?

 

Anyway, since these conversations weren’t worth responding to, I silently began taking out only the items suitable for the nightstand from my luggage.

 

Perhaps finding my behavior irritating, Florence called out to me.

 

“Hey, commoner countess.”

 

“Please use the proper title, Countess Florence. Eli is a countess of a marquis family.”

 

“Ha, you mean a title bought with money?”

 

When Caroline angrily responded to Florence calling me a commoner countess, Florence let out a scoff and asked Caroline.

 

“Whether bought or earned, Eli is clearly of noble status now. Why don’t you understand that simple and obvious fact?”

 

“Stop defending her moderately. You must be getting paid for it, but you should know that makes it even more disgraceful, Countess Caroline.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

Knock knock.

 

Suddenly, at the sound of knocking from behind, everyone in the room turned their gaze toward the door simultaneously.

 

It was Greim who knocked on the open door.

 

“Countess Elinea Brencia of the ‘Marquis’ family. Could you spare a moment to talk with me?”

 

Maybe it was my imagination, but Greim seemed to put strong emphasis on the word ‘Marquis’ that followed my full name.

 

“Ah, yes.”

 

I carelessly placed the items I had taken from my bag on the bed and approached Greim, who stepped aside slightly as if telling me to come out.

 

So I passed by him and went out, then Greim grabbed the door handle and looked at Florence inside, saying:

 

“This is the Imperial Shrine. Bullying others is a personal inclination, so I won’t tell you not to do it, but please at least close the door when you do it. That way God might be a little less angry, don’t you think?”

 

Then he closed the door quite firmly with a bang and turned to look at me.

 

“Please follow me, Countess Elinea.”

 

I was a bit flustered by the change from my full name to just my first name.

 

But as he told me to follow him and then strode ahead with his long legs, leaving me behind, I had to hurry after him with quick steps, and my confusion quickly faded.

 

And as soon as I saw the room Greim opened the door to and told me to enter, the confusion that had faded returned doubled, overwhelming my entire body.

 

“Th-this place is…”

 

“My room. It’s the safest place to have a conversation.”

 

Room…?

 

Greim’s room?

 

Without realizing it, I turned my head sharply to look at Greim.

 

Wait, wasn’t this place protected by barriers?

 

In the original work, even Caroline couldn’t enter Greim’s room.

 

Even when she treated Greim’s sick divine beast, she chose the second safest space in the Imperial Shrine, not his room.

 

The safest place in the Imperial Shrine was Greim’s room where God’s voice came, and it was also the room where previous ministers had stayed.

 

The reason Greim could use this room despite not yet ascending to the position of minister was because the current minister had gone away for recuperation due to illness, and unlike previous ministers, he often heard God’s voice even now before his coming-of-age ceremony.

 

Anyway, this precious room obtained for such reasons was full of secrets hidden by previous ministers, making it impossible for even the head priest who had handled all affairs of the Imperial Shrine to enter.

 

But why bring me to such a room?

 

No matter how I thought about it, it was a situation I couldn’t understand well, so even after entering, I couldn’t move further inside and just stood dumbfounded in front of the door.

 

Greim gently pushed my shoulder.

 

Caught off guard, I moved my steps and naturally went to sit on the sofa by the window.

 

Greim sat across from me and looked at me, still with a dazed expression, and asked:

 

“Are you alright?”

 

“Yes? Ah, yes… Yes? About what?”

 

I answered reflexively, then asked back, not knowing what he meant by alright.

 

Then Greim let out a short sigh and asked me:

 

“The bullying from the countesses you’re sharing a room with.”

 

“…Ah, what was I thinking.”

 

A small laugh escaped me, wondering if he had been concerned about that.

 

From the beginning, their bullying had no impact on me at all.

 

Just like in my original world, I basically wasn’t the type to make friends widely.

 

Because I possessed dark magic, I had no chance to make ordinary friends and was sent to where dark mages lived, and there I had few sincere friends because many fellow mages were jealous of my outstanding abilities among dark mages.

 

The only time I didn’t study dark magic was always spent reading novels.

 

So there was no reason for this body I possessed to be hurt by noble countesses who insulted and bullied me for being of commoner origin.

 

Rather, compared to our sister’s refreshing tyranny, their bullying was so shabby and insignificant that it felt like air deflating from a balloon.

 

“I’m fine. I don’t mind at all.”

 

“…Your tone and expression are saying different things, Elinea.”

 

“Me? No way. But why are you using my name…”

 

First my full name, then my name with a title. Now just my name.

 

Was it my imagination that what he called me changed so quickly?

 

“Ah, I’m sorry for calling you by name without permission.”

 

Perhaps noticing my reaction, Greim immediately apologized.

 

“What? No, no. What permission is needed to call someone by name? That’s fine. I was just slightly surprised that the title you were using until just now was dropped.”

 

“Since Theor calls you by name, I judged it would be better for me to call you by name too.”

 

Hmm…?

 

Since Theor calls me that, he’ll call me that too – I wondered what this meant.

 

Would this guy follow if Theor died?

 

Looking at him while thinking this to myself, he seemed to immediately understand what I was thinking.

 

Judging by how he shook his head and spoke firmly:

 

“Just because I changed to the title that guy uses doesn’t mean I’ll follow him in death if he dies.”

 

Suddenly, I became suspicious whether Greim could hear my thoughts, just like how Theor and I could hear each other’s voices due to our contract with Pandeum.

 

So I looked at him with very sharp eyes, and he bowed his head deeply to me.

 

“I’m sorry, Elinea. I’ll look for a separate room as quickly as possible. But as I mentioned before, the Imperial Shrine’s accommodation conditions aren’t favorable, so finding a room where you can stay alone or just with Marquis Triaje’s daughter won’t be easy. So if you could wait a bit patiently…”

 

“No, you don’t need to change the room. It’s fine.”

 

“…But you seemed not fine earlier.”

 

“Earlier? When? Ah…”

 

When Greim said this, I asked back, then remembered that I had only answered that Caroline was fine, and wondered if the reason he had been looking at me then was because he wanted to hear that I was fine too, which made me a bit flustered.

 

“That was because I didn’t think you would consider my opinion important, so I didn’t say I was fine.”

 

“Why would you think I wouldn’t consider Elinea’s opinion important?”

 

“Well, I’m of commoner origin and honestly don’t have the elemental abilities worthy of attending this prayer meeting…”

 

“But you do have them.”

 

Suddenly, Greim looked at me with a quite resolute expression and said this.

 

When my eyes widened slightly at this, Greim continued:

 

“Actually, I received an oracle this morning.”

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