That Piece Of Trash Was Me - Chapter 61

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Chapter 61

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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When I came to the grand conference room, I thought I would be seated at the defendant’s seat, plaintiff’s seat, or something like that.

 

Surprisingly, I was guided to a seat closer to the gallery.

 

Quite a few nobles, especially those who had been beaten to a pulp by Leon Frazier that day, had their eyes burning red with rage, regardless of whether they were parents or children.

 

‘Well, you should have raised your children properly.’

 

I saw it that day.

 

If even one or two had shown signs of hesitation, it might have been different.

 

They all looked delighted.

 

They saw me as nothing more than entertainment, prey to hunt.

 

It was obvious they felt no pangs of conscience since Tedrick would take all the responsibility.

 

Those eyes that gleamed with vile pleasure.

 

The nearby nobles seemed somewhat flustered when I, a direct descendant of the Grand Ducal House and Leon Frazier’s younger sister, sat down.

 

‘Those sitting around here are nobles who had nothing to do with that day’s commotion.’

 

They probably only knew that Leon Frazier had relied on his power to commit serious violence against the retainers’ children.

 

They were likely summoned to this conference room in a hurry knowing only that much.

 

‘Anyway, Viscount Lilius Frazier.’

 

He’s exceptional at public opinion warfare.

 

Anyone could see it was a nasty prank.

 

Beyond a prank, looking at the results alone, Leon Frazier and I were clearly the victims.

 

Since Tedrick Frazier was the one who started by shooting the arrow, that bastard’s wrongdoing should have been greatly criticized.

 

But Viscount Lilius had already clouded the nobles’ eyes and ears like this in such a short time.

 

Though he was a bastard who betrayed Tulia, I was newly amazed at his skill in creating public opinion favorable to them.

 

At times like this, I was always puzzled.

 

‘Grandmother, Grandfather.’

 

Did you raise your children well, or did you fail completely?

 

“Ahem.”

 

“Miss Tulia. Are you feeling somewhat better…?”

 

Several retainers who had been offering proper greetings according to etiquette made clearing sounds.

 

“My goodness, Miss Tulia.”

 

“Your body…”

 

“You’ve wrapped quite a lot of bandages…”

 

They couldn’t finish their sentences.

 

I smiled wistfully and answered with dim eyes.

 

“Thank you for your concern. Using the thousand-year snow leaves that Grandfather gave me, along with wood flu, golden lily grass, and… almost all the medicinal materials, I barely managed to save my life.”

 

“Oh my…!”

 

“Good heavens…”

 

Subtle exclamations immediately burst out.

 

‘Right. You all roughly know the prices of those medicinal materials, don’t you?’

 

Even people who aren’t interested in herbs, when they hear someone dug up a ten-thousand-year-old wild ginseng, say “Jackpot! It’s like winning the lottery!” and feel envious, don’t they?

 

Nearly 90% of the medicinal materials Grandfather had given me were that precious.

 

It wasn’t for nothing that Leon Frazier’s personal physician had his eyes spinning and acted like my subordinate.

 

At that moment.

 

“Oh, gasp. Miss Tulia! The blood is spreading…!”

 

“Per, personal physician!”

 

The personal physician who had been standing by behind me quickly tended to my bandages again.

 

Those urgent hands.

 

‘Everything is going according to plan.’

 

The dress I wore today had the inner skin showing through lightly.

 

It was definitely not the kind of revealing outfit one would wear to an evening party.

 

The fabric itself was silk woven with thread as thin as spider webs, so it only showed my skin elegantly and subtly.

 

Rather, the dress itself came up to my neck and even gave off a sense of modest chastity – it was truly perfect clothing.

 

‘Though it’s a bit cold to wear in this season.’

 

I had decided to come out and ‘advertise’ the arrow wounds on my body.

 

There was no better outfit than this to subtly show the bandages wrapped around my entire body, like moonlight reflected on water.

 

I deliberately bowed my head to the retainers.

 

“It was good that you brought the personal physician. Thank you for telling me.”

 

“Oh, no. This doesn’t seem like something I should receive thanks for…”

 

“Gasp! Miss Tulia! There’s blood visible on your foot too!”

 

“Good heavens. What on earth…”

 

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

 

I glanced at Viscount Lilius walking up to the head table with the support of several retainers.

 

Even though he must have made full preparations, his face was extremely pale.

 

‘Right now it’s just somewhat pale.’

 

When this conference ends, all the color will drain from his entire body.

 

I made a fragile and pitiful expression while laughing wickedly inside.

 

Listen here, mister.

 

‘You think only you know how to wage public opinion warfare?’

 

From now on, I’ll show you the ultimate in public opinion warfare.

 

 

 

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“Everyone please take your seats!”

 

At the secretary’s booming voice, the huge conference room that had been like a marketplace became quiet in an instant.

 

There were three people seated at the highest seats.

 

Count Nigela Frazier.

 

Viscount Lilius Frazier.

 

And Marquis Prince Lisian Frazier.

 

‘Grandfather’s seat is empty.’

 

And strictly speaking, Lisian wasn’t sitting in the marquis’s seat either, but in a seat meant for a representative.

 

In a chair slightly lower than where Marquis Aster Frazier should originally sit.

 

‘The attendance is roughly 800 people.’

 

It was truly a grand conference.

 

With the people who had been at the hunting ground, plus retainers who hadn’t attended, the number of people became enormous.

 

Lisian sitting at the head table was similar to usual.

 

Completely different from the face that had been alone in the bedroom, chewing loquium with a sad and heavy expression.

 

His usual neat and beautiful appearance.

 

Even though he wore an expressionless face befitting his position, his characteristic gentle atmosphere subtly emanated from the depths of his eyes.

 

‘Like a fairy living on the moon.’

 

Though he’d be a male fairy.

 

The attending nobles were also busy stealing glances at Lisian.

 

Some were openly admiring his clear silver beauty.

 

Was it because I was staring intently at Lisian?

 

He also looked directly toward where I was.

 

I smiled brightly just like that.

 

Lisian smiled brightly for the first time.

 

 

 

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“Tedrick has done nothing wrong!”

 

Viscount Lilius’s voice echoed resoundingly through the Grand Conference Room.

 

In this Grand Conference Room that could accommodate over a thousand people, even those sitting in the lowest seats could hear the host’s voice vividly.

 

This was because special magic tools installed in the Grand Conference Room spread voices clearly.

 

Like a magical version of microphones and speakers, perhaps?

 

‘I guess it also has a function to moderately adjust voice volume.’

 

As expected of the Grand Ducal House’s financial power.

 

Thanks to this, I was able to avoid the experience of having my ears torn apart.

 

Viscount Lilius passionately defended his son Tedrick Frazier with such fervor.

 

“However, Young Master Tedrick’s arrows precisely pierced through Miss Tulia and Young Master Leon.”

 

This matter must be serious indeed, as even several Elders were in attendance.

 

Though the voice carried subtle anger, Viscount Lilius showed no sign of panic.

 

‘He must have a prepared card.’

 

Actually, I could see that card from the moment we entered.

 

“What if it wasn’t Tedrick’s fault, but the bow’s fault?”

 

“The bow?”

 

“Hmm?”

 

And simultaneously, Viscount Lilius pointed to the mages in attendance.

 

“The bow Tedrick used that day was a magic tool he purchased and used for the first time!”

 

“That’s right. I went to the Magic Tower branch a few days before the hunting competition and bought it directly for my son.”

 

Aubrey, who was similarly seated at the head table, dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief as she spoke.

 

“There was definitely a problem with the magic tool!”

 

“What on earth are you talking about?!”

 

There were two mages in total in attendance.

 

Since mages were quite few in number to begin with, this could be considered quite a large participation.

 

It seemed the Magic Tower was also quite flustered since direct family members of the Grand Ducal House were injured by a magic tool.

 

The red-haired mage even jumped up from his seat and shouted.

 

“Magic tools sold to individuals are always completed through thousands of tests! A misfire? That’s impossible!”

 

The mage seemed extremely angry as if the Magic Tower had been insulted.

 

“The young master of the Viscount House deliberately attacked the young lady and young master of the Marquis House! How dare you shift such vicious malice to the Magic Tower’s responsibility?”

 

A wave-like murmur swept through once.

 

“Quiet, everyone.”

 

Count Nigela Frazier, sitting in the highest seat in this place, raised his hand.

 

“The Runesa’s words just now could damage the honor of Grand Duke Frazier House, so please be careful.”

 

Right.

 

Even the Dean of the renowned White Tower was said to have run out almost barefoot when Grandfather came.

 

In this world, the White Tower had higher influence than the Magic Tower.

 

In other words, the Magic Tower was too weak to attack or disparage the Grand Ducal House.

 

If even the White Tower couldn’t do it, how could the weaker Magic Tower manage it?

 

With an expression full of injustice, the mage sat back down heavily.

 

Then, Nigella Frazier opened his mouth again.

 

“Tedrick Frazier. Come forward.”

 

‘Right. Finally, it begins.’

 

Let’s do this.

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