The Abandoned Villainess Takes Everything This Time - Chapter 43
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43.
Count Somnis hurriedly found a spot in an empty area of the Imperial Palace.
It was to use his ability.
‘I must hurry.’
His heart was too rushed from Empress Robellia’s pressure.
When he closed his eyes and concentrated, the ‘mental thread’ he had previously connected to the Duke became visible.
‘I’ll send nightmares to Duke Baltazar!’
Duke Baltazar already had accumulated hatred toward the Crown Prince.
He made him continuously dream of the day he came to hate him most.
He had succeeded in making him leave the Imperial Palace’s political scene.
‘I need to make him cause some kind of incident.’
More radically, to make him do something that would damage the Crown Prince’s side.
Eventually, the Count used his ability to its maximum, then hurriedly left the Imperial Palace.
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On the road from the Imperial Palace to the Eastern District of the Capital.
In the darkness, those who had been listening for the approaching carriage’s presence nodded their heads.
Among those wearing black uniforms, Elias was the first to speak.
“…Miss was right.”
Count Somnis had made contact with the Second Empress.
If they hadn’t been suspicious at all, they wouldn’t have been able to properly plant spies.
But because they had received a warning from Lillian, they were able to notice the suspiciousness.
‘It will look like an ordinary audience, but the Empress is calling him to apply pressure.’
To completely push out Baltazar’s side.
It was a matter where many lives were at stake, including Prince Evren’s.
‘The reason the Empress didn’t directly act against the Duke is probably because it would leave evidence… Nightmares would be more convenient than deadly poison.’
There was nothing wrong with that statement.
However, while each family hides the details of their abilities…
‘The Count is connected to the Duke, so he absolutely cannot be harmed carelessly right now.’
‘Then how can we sever that connection?’
‘Originally, only that Count’s Controller could release it. But-.’
Even the solution was perfect.
Lillian was incredibly knowledgeable about other families’ abilities.
When they first met, they would have been suspicious first.
But by now, Elias and the other Shadows naturally accepted it.
How much must she have studied while being treated so poorly at Tillard Manor…!
Since they were having similar thoughts, the Shadows muttered incoherently.
“…What would we have done if she really wasn’t here.”
“If His Grace the Duke really died-.”
Not only their lives, but the Crown Prince’s entire faction would have been in danger.
Even if the relationship between the two was at its worst.
Elias cut off the Shadows’ chatter.
“Everyone be quiet.”
And he stepped forward in front of the approaching carriage.
The dirt road rose up like a small hill in front of the horses.
In an instant, the carriage was in chaos in the middle of the road.
It didn’t take long for the Shadows to subdue Somnis’s knights.
Elias threw open the carriage door. Inside, the Count who had just returned from his audience with the Empress was trembling.
“Wh-who are you people!”
Finding ‘clean’ evidence that this man had toyed with Baltazar, persuading him, convincing him…
There was no time for that.
“Count. We’re kidnapping you from now on.”
So the answer was kidnapping.
* * *
Count Somnis was dragged here with his eyes covered by a blindfold.
“Wh-what is the meaning of this! This is…!”
“If you stay quiet, you won’t get hurt.”
“After already dragging me here like this!?”
What’s the point of covering his eyes?
If he hears their voices, he’ll know who they are through one connection anyway!
‘Crazy idle Prince and his crazy maternal relatives…!’
Now he realized that the scary bloodline wasn’t Tarandia, but Baltazar.
But then a woman’s voice was heard.
“Here’s a poor lamb who was deceived by the Empress.”
“…?”
“Ah, you’re a bit too old to call young though.”
Who is it?
But the Count immediately raised his voice angrily.
Baltazar might be scary, but he didn’t need to tremble in fear before this thin-voiced woman.
“H-how dare you be so impudent! I don’t know who you are but-!”
“The Empress speaks so convincingly, doesn’t she? Making it seem like everything you want will come true.”
“…?”
“If you naturally bring down this family, she’ll forgive all of Somnis’s debts too. She said she’d make you a great family, right.”
The Count’s lips immediately went dry.
H-how does she know that…
“I know better than anyone. I learned how to throw jerky from that person.”
Jerky…?
“What will you do? If things continue like this, the Empress will actually just cut you off as a scapegoat, you know?”
“Ha… What nonsense!”
Most importantly.
‘My ability can only be broken by someone compatible with me.’
Could they possibly find such a person right away?
‘So they definitely can’t release it…!’
“You people just wait until the sun rises tomorrow! Then, no matter if you’re one of the Five Great Families-guurk!?”
A pressing sensation occurred as two thumbs pressed firmly into the center of his crown.
Lillian tilted her head sideways with a “Huh?”
“Ah, you felt relieved. But why did you feel relieved?”
She asked back, genuinely not understanding.
Her pride was a bit hurt. Even I’ve been through all sorts of hardships…
Lillian looked at Jeanne sadly.
“Sir. Am I not very scary?”
“How could that be?”
If it were Marguerite, she would sincerely answer that she was scary.
But Jeanne wasn’t like that, so she gave two thumbs up and smiled.
In the eyes of Baltazar’s people, the pink-haired woman looked very gentle and harmless.
“Miss is the scariest in the world!”
But she was sincere.
If you replace ‘scariest’ with ‘most omnipotent’, ‘amazing’, ‘capable’, etc., the meaning becomes roughly similar.
Either way, isn’t it good that it’s good?
Lillian became a little embarrassed by the praise.
But she immediately turned her gaze back toward the Count.
‘Abilities usually manifest in the body parts that are used most frequently.’
So in this Count’s case, it was his head.
Lillian began pressing down firmly on his crown with both thumbs, as if applying pressure to acupoints.
The Count thrashed about from the unexpected torture.
“Urgh, who, who is it!”
“Stay still, let me sever the connection.”
“Uuuuuurgh!”
“Ah, seriously. I told you to stay still, didn’t I?”
When Lillian showed her irritation, the Shadows firmly held the Count’s arms.
“Urgh… Urk!?”
The Count’s eyes widened in shock.
‘How is this happening!?’
Snap, snap. Snap…
Though only he could hear it, the sound of threads breaking reached his ears.
These were the mental threads he had formed to send ‘nightmares’ to Duke Baltazar.
But those threads were breaking one by one.
And it was being done so carefully and delicately, without causing any harm…
Wait. What’s going to happen to me if this continues?
“L-let go! Let me go…!”
“Ah, please just…”
“Aaaaah!”
The Count struggled desperately, but gained nothing from his efforts.
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