The Abandoned Villainess Takes Everything This Time - Chapter 8

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8.

Chapter 3. Pepper! Pepper!

Those who had been with the Tillard Family longer laughed.

Plans of how they would teach her a lesson spilled from their mouths.

A woman with no special abilities, whom no one in the family would believe no matter how much she screamed.

It was so extreme that even the one who asked what they planned to do hesitated.

“Is… is that really okay? What if His Grace the Duke—”

“It’s fine. As long as we don’t leave traces, we already got permission from Lord Ramio—”

They couldn’t finish saying who had given them permission.

Evren gave a hand signal, and the inspectors leaped down below the Hill Path.

“St-stop them!”

The Shadow members gritted their teeth as they swung their swords.

“You bastards!”

“How dare you speak such nonsense about our master!”

“Take this, and this too!”

The Tillard Family knight who had been watching the sudden brawl hurriedly retreated.

In his hand was an emergency artifact to call for support.

“Support! Call for suppo—! Aaaaah!”

But the knight who had escaped from the brawl soon screamed.

In the blink of an eye, his wrist had disappeared.

Elias, who had witnessed this, quietly reported to Evren.

“…Your Highness didn’t need to step in personally.”

“Enough.”

There was no need to use the ‘ability of annihilation’.

Evren also knew that the Shadow members alone were sufficient to suppress this much.

But from the moment he heard their lewd talk, a ringing sound echoed in his ears.

Those bastards insulted what’s ours!

After the brief contact with Lillian earlier, his mind had been going wild.

It had been a very brief contact.

There was definitely a refreshing sensation that cleanly organized the tangled abilities within his body.

However, that harmless sensation was overwhelmed by a more intense feeling.

Soft, sticky, and making his muscles tense up tightly…

But Evren’s green eyes began to cloud over darkly.

The scent that had been continuously stimulating him had disappeared.

* * *

Lillian swallowed dry saliva.

She couldn’t express how fortunate it was that she had tried not to lose consciousness to the fever.

“Ugh…”

She was definitely looking up at the inner ceiling of the Barracks.

A medic and several knights were bustling about…

‘I was attacked.’

In that moment, she had barely managed to hold onto the bag she carried like a lifeline.

It was instantaneous, but it was a very fortunate decision.

And now.

She had only blinked once, but the surrounding scenery had changed completely in an instant.

‘Where am I right now?’

All the scenery she had seen just during mealtime had completely disappeared.

The tree where the incident happened, the campfire lit to boil soup—everything was gone.

Instead, what spread before her was darkness without a single light.

‘Wait.’

This was illusion magic used to capture prey.

And the voice coming from behind her was…!

“Ah, damn hard to find.”

Cold sweat ran down Lillian’s back.

No way, this quickly.

“Is it fun messing with people, sister?”

“…”

“Won’t you answer me?”

Lillian forcibly turned her stiffly frozen neck.

A familiar platinum-haired man was approaching.

She could see a mischievous face twisted with displeasure.

“…Ramio.”

“Ha. You said you’d obediently go north, so I wondered what you were thinking.”

“…”

“Of course you were planning to run away midway.”

Ramio grinned.

“But I’m surprised. I didn’t expect you to hire those mercenaries with that brain of yours?”

“…?”

“Just how much did you pay them? Their skills were pretty good.”

Mercenaries?

Lillian narrowed her eyes, wondering what he was talking about.

‘This bastard…! He doesn’t know they’re Prince Evren’s party?’

It seemed to be because it was too dark all around, and the prince’s party was dressed in black.

‘Maybe this worked out well.’

She could hide her tracks for as long as possible.

And it would also help expose Ramio’s incompetence.

“Now, let’s stop this game of hide and seek. Follow me while I’m being nice, sister.”

Ramio smiled benevolently.

The appearance that others praised as being like a truly refined knight shone thanks to his smile.

Lillian had been fooled by that smile every time too.

No, she had wanted to be fooled.

Once upon a time… that is, when she was very young.

Because there had been times when they played together or shared snacks.

Until one day Ramio decided to ‘grow up’.

‘Don’t come near me. It’s disgusting.’

‘Ramio, why, why are you like this?’

‘Sister, you’re powerless. They said it’s contagious if I stay close to you.’

Not knowing that cruel rejection was already signaling the end of their relationship.

But now Lillian had also abandoned that relationship.

She chuckled at the blood relative who still mistakenly thought she was trembling.

“Why should I follow you? It’s not like I got shot in the head with an arrow.”

“…What?”

“Didn’t understand? Has this young punk’s eardrums already gone bad, making me say things twice.”

Ramio raised his voice in anger.

“Has wandering around outside made you lose your mind? Come here right now!”

“Why? To take me back and use me as a servant again? Isn’t the reason you ‘came to get me’ now because your work is piling up?”

Was it just Ramio’s work?

Young Duke Kuern, and even Iris.

The reason they were revered as the ‘perfect Tillard siblings’ from the outside.

Was because of Lillian, who was dying from their ‘errands’ within.

They don’t consider her real family, yet think nothing of using her as the family’s maid.

Why?

Because she’s the only non-awakened in the Tillard Family.

‘At least they dressed me up prettily so I wouldn’t tarnish the family’s honor.’

Brooms, clocks, tablecloths, candlesticks.

And Lillian.

Her role within the family was on the same level as tools.

But the current Lillian sneered at the frozen Ramio.

“Do you know the captain of the Imperial Palace’s knight order? That our youngest knight is such an idiot he can’t even read a single document without using his cousin as a maid?”

Ramio’s shoulders trembled slightly.

“Shut up!”

“Well, grandfather did donate quite a lot of money, didn’t he?”

Clap! Lillian mockingly clapped her hands.

“Aren’t you so lucky to be born a Tillard? If you hadn’t been born into a family that can buy everything with money, how would you have lived, hm?”

“Ha!”

Ramio burst into laughter like an enraged beast.

“No matter what, I wouldn’t live like you, you filthy vermin.”

“How ridiculous. You also escaped being treated like scum by just a hair’s breadth. You know that?”

It was an explosive argument.

However, Lillian was also growing anxious inside.

This ‘magic barrier bomb’ that Ramio often used.

Though effective, it naturally had weaknesses too.

‘The effect lasts about 5 minutes…!’

She moved her mouth to buy time.

Running away from this space was meaningless anyway.

Even if she attacked the caster, it was magic that operated for its full duration no matter what.

‘There’s only one chance.’

The moment when this magic shows signs of ending.

‘I see an opening!’

Lillian suddenly pulled out a glass bottle she had hidden in her sleeve.

Ramio sneered at first.

“What’s this little thing supposed to…!”

But the moment the black powder got in his eyes, a groan burst out from the stinging pain.

It was pepper, a very precious spice from across the border.

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