The Abandoned Villainess Takes Everything This Time - Chapter 46
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46.
Fortunately, Lillian didn’t die.
Her limbs weren’t broken, and she didn’t injure her head either.
‘So I’m incredibly lucky.’
Happiness is something you should set your standards low for.
But it seems like I fell straight into the basement of this mansion…
Lillian lifted her body from the collapsed debris.
“Haa, really…”
She wanted to curse roughly and crudely.
But having been raised in a Noble Family, she was naturally blocked from doing so.
Lillian looked up.
It was completely blocked with dirt, wall debris, and pillars.
‘It was good that the familiar blocked it when the ceiling collapsed.’
That rock dragon, I mean.
It prevented debris from falling on the Count and Lillian’s heads.
That part was good. The problem was what came next.
Lillian looked down at Duke Baltazar lying on the debris and sighed.
‘There’s so much blood coming out.’
From his head, quite a lot.
In this situation, the familiar had disappeared too.
It was a natural phenomenon since something had happened to the person who summoned it.
“Damn stone head. You’re no help.”
Lillian cursed quietly.
When you get summoned again later, you’ll be dismantled just a little.
And I’ll use you as a naturalistic chair in the Workshop.
Lillian first wiped the Count’s blood with her relatively clean sleeve.
‘When will The Shadows come here?’
This seems like a pretty well-hidden hideout…
“Mmm. Why am I like this?”
Lillian pressed her forehead.
She hadn’t been seriously injured, but strangely she kept feeling dizzy.
This place is dark and… broken…
‘Maybe it’s because it’s similar to the description of the part where I died in the original work.’
When she closed her eyes, it vaguely came to mind as if she had experienced it directly.
‘Grandfather! Please save me! Brother…! I’m still alive…!’
“Uuum.”
She shouldn’t have recalled that. It only made her feel worse.
But actually, she had never really liked Underground places from before.
After mom and dad passed away, she had been locked up too often.
It was one problem after another.
“…Ah.”
When she suddenly came to her senses, she had collapsed too.
For some reason she didn’t know, she was breaking out in cold sweat.
Even though she really wasn’t seriously injured.
Maybe this was the timing to leave a will or something.
Lillian muttered to the Count in a daze.
“…When you get out, just say it was because of nightmares.”
“Uugh…”
“Sometimes when things are hard, you say things you normally wouldn’t, right?”
“…”
“All those things about family being able to kill each other and it being okay…”
If life becomes too painful, even the kindest person would reach their limit.
‘But then, everyone might die…’
‘Then it can’t be helped. Even if it means we all die together, we must kill His Highness.’
So from saying something like that once.
You can’t conclude that’s all of that person’s true feelings.
Otherwise it would be a little sad…
…Hmm. Come to think of it, why do people curl up in fetal position when they’re struggling?
Some smart person probably knows the reason for this too.
Then vibrations occurred from above.
She could feel small debris and dust falling onto her head with soft thuds.
And huge debris was shaking above.
‘Wow, this time it’s really serious.’
Just when she thought she might die by being crushed like this.
Then the scent of a Forest with cold snow drifted in.
“Lillian.”
“…!”
Lillian’s drowsy eyes snapped open.
The collapsing building debris didn’t touch her body.
In the darkness, a silver-haired man… the Villain was kneeling on one knee looking down at her.
“How did you get kidnapped from the Castle?”
The Villain was… breathing heavily in short gasps.
Lillian was a little surprised by that part.
Ability users rarely sweat or get out of breath.
Because their physical abilities are so outstanding.
Even though she was surprised, she answered calmly.
“I didn’t expect it either.”
“I set up all the barriers, so how?”
“I kicked a Garden ornament with my foot, and a familiar…”
The Villain suddenly lifted Lillian into his arms.
There seemed to be a smell of blood. She needed to be able to tell where it was coming from.
“That’s also a barrier. Why did you kick it?”
“I didn’t know.”
You have to tell me for me to know.
I write handling precautions on all my prototypes too.
“But how did you get inside here-”
“I saw the crack.”
“I see…”
…Can that really be done so casually?
Lillian hugged her bag tightly.
Strangely, her voice didn’t come out as loud as she thought.
But she had to secure her own usefulness first.
‘Why am I getting destructive urges?’
With the Red Spider Web Pattern spreading to his left cheek, he looked really nice.
She wanted to be grateful since he saved her, but he kept diminishing that gratitude.
“The Count was attacked by the Second Empress’s close associate.”
“…”
“There’s a spider in here, you know? If you interrogate it with that-”
“That’s enough.”
The Villain cut off her words with a voice that seemed to be bubbling with irritation.
“This is why we shouldn’t have done something like imprinting.”
“Your Majesty.”
“Be quiet, I’m going out.”
No, please take care of your grandfather too….
* * *
Evren had never felt this disgusted in his entire life.
“Lillian cornered Count Somnis, that’s what happened.”
If he had torn through the spatial rift and gone straight to Lillian.
The Shadows had arrived outside and were gasping at the sight of the collapsing building.
The imprinted subject was competent and useful.
He should be pleased, but his entire throat to chest felt numb as if he was about to vomit.
He harassed the physician more severely than during his awakening fever.
“Why won’t she wake up this time. And why does she have a fever again.”
“She received too great a shock, so if she rests….”
“Ha.”
She was a woman who hated being trapped underground.
So naturally she would receive a ‘great shock.’
He understood everything.
Even though he understood everything, his insides were churning, and he wanted to annihilate everything within reach.
Then whenever Lillian let out a pained moan from the bed, he would stick close beside her.
That frustration was utterly unbearable.
He had to find a solution.
* * *
On the day of the First Empress’s funeral.
Duke Enoch Baltazar hated Prince Evren who looked up at him.
‘Get out of my way.’
‘Duke.’
‘Why such a thing, really…!’
‘….’
‘Tarandia and the like are utterly terrible. Your Majesty should never have been born.’
After that, they had never properly faced each other.
Every day someone whispered in his ear to hate the prince.
Kill the monster.
That is not human. Kill it.
Use his other grandson, and even all members of the family to interfere.
If things don’t go as planned….
‘When you go out, just say it was because of nightmares.’
But the voice of that bastard Tillard’s granddaughter covered those urgings.
‘Sometimes when it’s hard, you say things you normally wouldn’t, right?’
‘All those things about family being able to kill each other and it being okay….’
That hypocritical Tillard’s daughter.
But there’s no reason to put on airs in a dangerous situation….
“…Ha.”
The Duke let out a dry sigh.
He opened his eyes in Evren’s castle.
How blind must he have been to only come to his senses after all this time had passed.
‘Lillian, I should meet that child too.’
However, the first person he encountered was his grandson, the prince.
“Duke.”
Evren smiled cheerfully.
To anyone watching, they would look like an affectionate grandfather-grandson relationship sharing a meal.
…In reality, Evren was in the process of annihilating all of his grandfather’s weapons.
All of the Duke’s familiars as well.
So that there would be no chance of them being summoned ever again.
The Duke was swallowing his groans as he watched this scene.
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