The Abandoned Villainess Takes Everything This Time - Chapter 32
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32.
Lillian tapped the bracelet lightly.
“It’s not permanent. But it should be fine for the monster subjugation.”
“Miss…! You must have been busy with the Princess matter…!”
Jeanne felt her heart swell with emotion.
This feeling, an emotion I’ve never felt once while serving my lord…!
When making artifacts, you have to consider not only the appearance but also the circuits that go inside.
She speaks as if it’s nothing, but how much work goes into this.
The Shadows gathered around Jeanne and whispered excitedly.
“She’s a genius. A genius.”
“We could sell this right now.”
“Jeanne, you’re so lucky.”
“I want one too… It’s an immature thought, but I’m envious!”
Just then, Lillian looked around at the others and rummaged through the box.
“I made as many as the materials from the temple allowed.”
“…!”
The Shadows’ eyes sparkled with emotion.
This was truly a rare occurrence in their lives.
“Miss, thank you!”
“We’ll use them gratefully.”
Lillian found their reactions so unfamiliar that she averted her gaze.
“For now, take what you can carry today…”
She turned her head to Marguerite beside her.
“Marguerite, Controllers can use these too. You distribute them.”
“Yes…! But does this have a name?”
“Hmm? A name?”
“I know that usually these kinds of things are given names.”
“Hmm…”
Actually, this was called the ‘Spirit’s Bracelet’ in the ‘original work.’
It would later become the best-selling item from the Tillard Family.
It was because the effect was decent compared to the materials required.
You could say it was a profitable product?
‘I designed it and sold it under Iris’s name.’
In Perniers, there was no such thing as copyright between family members.
Even if there was, the Tillard Family would have ignored it.
But now the story was different.
“Since it’s silver, let’s call it ‘Moon’s Blessing.'”
Lillian watched the scene of them dividing the items among themselves and smiled slyly.
‘To hold the imperial succession competition, there are preliminaries.’
Having the two imperial heirs face off directly wouldn’t provide enough entertainment, according to public opinion.
Therefore, the most representative event was battles between their subordinate knights.
‘The Pavil Family’s knights are strong.’
With the Tillard Family’s high-grade Controllers supporting them, they never get mentally or physically exhausted.
However.
‘I know ways to gradually increase ability users’ stats.’
These kinds of artifacts were one of them.
‘With this, everyone become stronger…!’
Become stronger!
Become stronger and defeat them all!
She was burning with motivation and smiling wickedly to herself when.
The Villain behind her ruined the mood.
“Young Lady. You, it’s time to eat.”
“…Yes.”
Lillian trudged over to the Villain.
She could never get used to the Villain waiting by the camping table set with food.
“Hurry and eat.”
And the meal piled high before her eyes…
‘How did it come to this.’
Right, it’s like this because of that proposal about holding hands…
* * *
Lillian now practiced holding hands with the Villain for several minutes each day.
Then one day.
‘You, your hands are smaller than I thought.’
The Villain mentioned this as if it was quite surprising.
After that, he began interfering with Lillian’s meal portions in earnest.
Even when Marguerite said she was taking good care of it, he pretended his hearing had disappeared.
Of course, Lillian liked eating too.
It was just that the intimidating presence of meat piled high on the plate was considerable, even though it wasn’t a dinner banquet.
‘I’m naturally very grateful. I couldn’t eat because I didn’t have any.’
The problem was the person eating with her…
I wish he would understand…
‘Spider web patterns appeared.’
Was he saying he’d destroy her if she left food, or was he fattening up a target to eliminate?
She couldn’t tell.
“What on earth have you been eating to survive?”
The ‘Ability of Annihilation’ didn’t eliminate persuasiveness, nor did it eliminate nagging abilities.
Even dogs aren’t bothered while eating.
But Lillian, at age twenty, was being bothered.
Lillian smiled wistfully.
“I too consumed the same food that Your Highness and average people consume.”
“Is that so? You, are you not going to grow any taller now?”
Sometimes pure evil hits right where it hurts.
Lillian covered one cheek with her hand and scolded him.
“Sigh, Your Highness. My heart is fragile, so if you poke my sore spots, I might die mentally.”
“Oh my. You can’t die.”
The Villain smiled slyly.
He was very thorough about managing his lifeline.
Lillian could understand that.
However, what was occasionally hard to understand was.
“I heard from Ramio Tillard that you often skipped meals.”
“You heard such stories during your audience with him?”
“There was even a time when you vomited?”
He now asked questions that were slightly ambiguous to view as mere ‘tool management.’
‘He even asked when I first made artifacts.’
Sharing too much of the past wasn’t a good choice.
But the atmosphere wasn’t one where she could avoid answering and escape.
“It’s nothing much. When I was young, there was briefly a time when I didn’t… didn’t eat much.”
“Why?”
“Do you know this, Your Highness? When there’s no mother-in-law, there are those who think that mass must be conserved.”
“Because of the 2nd Empress?”
Lillian nodded indifferently.
Empress Robelia loved her natal family, the House of Pavil, far more than the Tarandia Imperial House.
And she greatly disliked the fact that Lillian, though a direct descendant of Tillard but powerless, had to be given to the Young Duke.
‘I was the only suitable person for marriage among the Five Sacred Noble Families.’
The Empress was a rod that reminded Lillian that whatever she did was insufficient.
‘Oh my… Lillian. You have more of an appetite than I thought.’
‘I-I’m sorry, Your Majesty.’
‘Wouldn’t a lady eating more than two spoonfuls be the beginning of vulgarity?’
‘I’m sor-‘
‘I can’t say I don’t understand why my nephew Carkin keeps looking elsewhere.’
It was a wretched rod.
After hearing such words, there was no way food could go down her throat.
The reason she was thin enough that her hands and feet looked slightly large compared to her overall proportions was because of that.
Lillian brushed aside the trivial old matter.
If you don’t acknowledge wounds as wounds, they have no meaning.
“It’s all old stories. You can see that I eat well now because it’s precious, can’t you?”
“…”
“By the way, Your Highness. Now that we’re approaching the castle, I should ask – what kind of person is Duke Baltazar?”
“The Duke is… hmm.”
“The Duke is?”
“…”
The Villain just stared at Lillian quietly.
Soon he smiled slightly, and his eyes returned to their original color.
“Don’t meet him.”
“…?”
“And don’t ask about this person anymore either.”
It was a clean command.
Why now of all times?
‘I need to know about that person though?’
To issue a gag order about a character who dies in the ‘original work’?
* * *
Who was Duke Enoch Baltazar?
He was the current head of the ‘Earth Baltazar’ ducal house and the Villain’s maternal grandfather.
When the Duke was in his prime, Pavil couldn’t even dare to compare with Baltazar.
As befitting the ‘Earth ability’ family, they possessed many mines and natural resources.
The problem was…
‘Tarandia, Tillard, and Pavil think they killed his daughter.’
So with the death of his daughter, the First Empress, he withdrew from court politics altogether.
But in the Imperial Palace, when making decisions about major matters.
‘They need to secure agreement from more than half of the Five Great Families’ heads.’
Having Duke Baltazar meant it would be advantageous when pushing forward with the ‘Crown Prince Competition.’
‘In the original work too, he died without designating a successor, leaving the position vacant for a long time…’
Originally, Elias should have become Young Duke long ago.
‘And the reason the Duke dies is clear.’
The disease that gnaws at the minds of ability users.
It said he died from false depression and nightmares.
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