That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 120
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Chapter 120
“….”
For a moment, the conversations I had with Lisian in the library came flooding back.
“Lisian.”
“Uh, yeah?”
“Why didn’t you reply to my letters?”
“I, I did reply though?”
“…Huh?”
“I sent se-seventeen of them.”
“…I didn’t receive a single one though?”
“Huh?”
“Huh?”
Oh my god.
Even those letters were embezzled so I never received them.
At the time, I thought they were lost during the move.
‘Lisian must have seen this too. It looks like everything was documented here.’
“You can see the numbers written there, can’t you, Tulia.”
At Marquis Aster’s voice, I shifted my gaze.
“Yes. I can see them.”
“This is the fortune that Nigella agreed to repay you within 3 years. Since it was originally yours, it would be more accurate to say it’s fortune that should be returned to you.”
‘All of this?’
My eyes trembled involuntarily.
I felt like rubbing my eyes thoroughly to make sure I was seeing correctly.
“Sign the last page.”
“Sign it?”
“It’s a promissory note.”
“…!”
“Here’s the pen.”
Receiving the pen from Max, Marquis Aster’s advisor, I gulped.
I slowly signed with trembling hands.
‘Wow.’
Me, Tulia Frazier.
Just a few months ago, I was a foolish villainess who had been deceived by my small uncle Viscount Lilius and was burdened with countless promissory notes.
And now I had become a wealthy villainess signing a promissory note to get back the money that had been extorted from me by my big uncle Nigella for nearly 10 years.
And at the same time.
[System] Wealth 1 Achieved!
[System] Wealth 2 Achieved!
[System] Wealth 3 Achieved!
.
.
.
[System] Wealth 5 Achieved!
“Huff.”
As I unconsciously placed my hand on my chest and gasped for breath, I heard the sound of chairs falling over from the other side.
“Tulia?”
“Hey! Are you okay?! Why can’t you breathe all of a sudden?!”
It was the sound of the twins jumping up in surprise.
My personal physician, who was always on standby beside me, also rushed over quickly, but I raised one hand to indicate I was fine.
“No, no. I’m okay.”
I was shocked because of the numbers.
My wealth achieved 5 all at once? Really?
My wealth, which had been hovering at rock bottom no matter what I did, reached 5?!
‘Hey, Ramus Jeremiah. Look forward to it.’
Because it seems like the day I’ll truly become this empire’s greatest nouveau riche has been moved up significantly.
Within half a year, I’ll make you the greatest information broker of this era!
I wanted to keep gasping and endlessly trace these brilliantly sparkling numbers, but Grandfather and Marquis Aster were also present in this room.
I barely managed to calm down and composed my breathing like an elegant noble again.
“Tulia.”
They say if you give bitter tea to a child who’s jumping around excitedly, they’ll calm down quickly.
A voice exactly like that bitter tea reached my ears, and I immediately calmed down.
“Yes, Marquis. Please speak.”
Marquis Aster Frazier was looking at me.
He gazed at me with the sharp eyes characteristic of a knight who had spent long periods on the battlefield and asked.
“Having been embezzled from this much, what on earth did you live on all this time?”
Tulia is a fairy, so she lived on dew….
If only Leon and Lisian were here, even in such a serious atmosphere, I would have joked lightly.
“The dresses, jewelry, even every single ribbon they were wearing were all things I had sent to you.”
“….”
“I heard that you actually lived in a warehouse all this time and only recently escaped from there. Without even being able to take what was sent for you.”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you send someone to the border to ask why I wasn’t sending you anything?”
Listening to Marquis Aster Frazier’s voice, I felt an instinctive intuition.
The first thing I did when I first possessed Tulia was to beg Grandfather to let me live.
In that process, I dealt with Viscount Lilius’s family who had been abusing me.
Back then, I really gritted my teeth and even put on a show of getting shot with an arrow to defeat them.
Nigella’s family was no different. They had been parasitically feeding off me bit by bit like bugs without my knowledge.
Now, if I just answered Marquis Aster Frazier’s words properly.
Without having to think too hard, I could just say that as a fifteen-year-old lady, there wasn’t much I could do.
And how could I, who was originally called the abandoned young lady, have the courage to send someone to the Marquis?
I just had to speak honestly.
It wasn’t even a lie, and moreover.
The ‘real’ Tulia had thought the same way.
So.
Really, so.
This was the end of ‘dealing with the relatives who attacked me’ that I had to engage in nerve-wracking battles with as Tulia.
In other words, finishing the family cleanup.
Now I just needed to earn money outside and focus on the Male Leads, as per the Quest.
A truly monumental day when I would completely finish one chapter.
So if I just endured and persevered a little more.
‘…Huh?’
What am I supposed to endure?
Just as I hesitated, not understanding myself.
“How can you be so confident with me, Marquis?”
‘…What?’
“If you were so worried, why didn’t you send someone to me first?”
‘Hey. What. Why is Tulia acting like this again?!’
Right now I should just take Marquis Aster Frazier’s side!
I should thank him for conducting the trial well and move on, but why suddenly!
“Grandfather too, and Father too.”
Even as I spoke with my own mouth, my eyes grew wider and wider.
“Brother Lisian too, and you too, Leon.”
“….”
“None of you ever cared whether I was living well or if I was hurt anywhere.”
‘No, why are you suddenly drawing aggro from all directions?!’
“You say I should have sent someone? Living in a warehouse, having to flatter Uncle Lilius just to get scraps of bread – what could I have possibly done?”
Hey!
Stop!
Stop it!
The moment I tried to bite my tongue hard.
My mouth stopped just before my teeth clashed together.
‘…Huh?’
That was a bewildering experience in its own way.
Why isn’t my body listening to me?
Wasn’t this because of some damn stat penalty again?
The confusion was brief.
I unconsciously came to realize.
These words right now.
All of these resentments.
“…What exactly did you all think I could do?”
Were actually the real feelings that I, that Tulia, had been suppressing all this time.
A heavy silence settled.
Silence hung on everyone’s breath.
“You asked me what I’ve been eating to survive all this time. Marquis.”
Tulia in committed sins herself and grew up feeding on evil deeds.
As a result, she died hundreds, thousands of times.
But I.
I didn’t want to become like that.
I didn’t want to meet a miserable ending.
“I survived on humiliation. Because I didn’t want to die.”
I didn’t want to die.
I didn’t want to die horribly like Tulia.
I didn’t want to die meaninglessly like Han Ina did.
Because I was so terrified of my, of Tulia’s deaths that I already knew.
Trying to survive somehow, cursing and swearing at the Quest window, pulling at my long, fluffy pink hair.
In the end, I survived.
I survived even doing this much.
The only way for me to escape from my own funeral was through stubbornness and humiliation.
“When I flattered Uncle Lilius, slightly better bread would come out that day. Usually I could barely eat one piece of spoiled, smelly bread.”
This was a story from Tulia’s memories.
“Even when Uncle Nigella said that I wasn’t parentless but abandoned by my parents.”
Just yesterday, at Sandra’s birthday party too.
“All I could do was agree. Do you know why? Because that was the only way I could somehow survive.”
At that time, I also glared and covered it up, thinking this damn human really has no hope.
But just because heavy snow covers the ground doesn’t mean the mud disappears.
It would be better if the mud just froze under the heavy snow. It would have been good if it froze solid like permafrost.
Like Tulia in .
But I couldn’t do that, because I wasn’t the real Tulia.
In the end, I was Han Ina after all.
Tears began to fall down my cheeks.
“In winter I almost froze to death often. It was always like that. So I liked summer better.”
I looked at the promissory notes piled up like mountains, the enormous amounts of money that Uncle Nigella had parasitically stolen from me.
In that he stole every last penny, this wasn’t simply money.
It was young Tulia’s lifeline.
What could young Tulia have possibly done while having her life sucked away?
“I.”
Marquis Aster, who had been staring at me without blinking once, slowly opened his mouth.
“I thought you were living well.”
“….”
“I sent you good things regularly every time, and I heard that you were actively participating in high society, and also.”
“….”
“You never once refused the gifts I sent….”
Suddenly, I see the bundle of papers crumpled messily under the Marquis’s hand.
I don’t know what content those documents contain, or how important they are. I’m not interested either. I didn’t want to know.
“Marquis.”
I just.
“Have you ever come to me directly and asked?”
“….”
“All you did was order someone else to deliver things to me and ask someone else about my news.”
“….”
“A father who never once came to see me.”
“….”
“How can you so confidently say that you didn’t neglect your daughter?”
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Shushu
Rahhhhhhh and there it is. My favorite chapter so far. Og Tulia is coming out and roasting all you dudes RIGHTFULLY SO.
I mourn for all the times that Tulia had to die because of all these guys (yes even all presently in the room!) incompetence. Our dear girl 😞