The Circumstances of Being Chosen as the Villainess’s Favorite - Chapter 155

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Chapter 155

Isaac pushed up one corner of his lips in a slanted smile.

That smile looked so cruel, like a snake before its prey…

“Ah, Lady Lopez.”

With a voice soft as cotton, Isaac called out to Seraphina.

“What brings you here at such an early hour?”

“Well, that is…”

Seraphina tried to act nonchalant, but it was all in vain.

As soon as she opened her lips, a terribly cracked voice flowed out.

“I have something to ask… High Priest Evans.”

“Ah, is that so?”

Still wearing that inscrutable smile, Isaac gestured with his chin for Seraphina to follow him.

And so, when she came to her senses.

Seraphina found herself sitting in Isaac’s drawing room.

“So then, what is it you so desperately wanted to ask.”

Isaac lifted the teapot with elegant movements.

And then.

“That made you come find me so recklessly?”

He personally poured tea into the teacup placed before Seraphina.

Trickle—

The sound of the tea pouring strangely grated on her nerves.

The translucent pale green tea.

The bitter yet fragrant aroma brushing past her nose.

It was the rare tea Isaac claimed to have received from his family.

“…”

Seraphina deliberately avoided looking at the teacup, straightening her back as she looked at Isaac.

“High Priest Evans.”

Her pale lips moved slowly.

“By any chance.”

Even after starting like that, Seraphina hesitated for a long while.

Was it really okay to say this?

What if I’m mistaken, she worried.

“About Her Majesty the Empress falling ill this time.”

And yet, the reason she ultimately opened her mouth was.

‘I’m scared.’

Those reptilian, gleaming sky-blue eyes were so terrifying.

She wanted to hear the answer ‘no’ from Isaac somehow.

If he would laugh loudly asking what kind of absurd speculation that was, it would rather put her at ease…

“I wondered if… High Priest Evans knew the reason.”

“…”

But Isaac only continued to stare intently at Seraphina with that mysterious smile.

Like looking down at an ant struggling beneath his feet.

It was a gaze mixed with contempt and slight interest.

“Um, so what I’m curious about is…”

Seraphina clenched her hands tightly on her knees.

Her palms became damp with cold sweat.

“Why… did you tell me to send letters to Her Majesty the Empress?”

The doubt buried deep in her heart suddenly shot up like a blade.

“And that ink. The ink you gave me as a gift too.”

“…”

“What was the reason I absolutely had to write letters with that ink?”

Seraphina knew in her head too.

She had only sent a few greeting letters.

Even if High Priest Evans had given her ink as a gift and urged her to write letters with it.

She knew that much wouldn’t be enough to find any suspicious points.

…And yet.

Why did it feel so suspicious?

‘I must hear an answer.’

Seraphina bit her lips until they turned white.

However, Isaac’s response was rather unexpected.

“It’s been quite nice enjoying teatime with Lady Lopez this past month.”

“…Teatime?”

“Yes. I’m referring to the tea I’m serving Lady Lopez right now.”

Isaac gestured with his eyes toward the untouched teacup.

“You said the tea suited your taste. How fortunate.”

Then he leisurely asked Seraphina back.

“But why aren’t you drinking the tea now?”

Suddenly, why tea?

Seraphina found it difficult to follow the flow of conversation.

However, Isaac even let out a long sigh as if truly disappointed.

“How disappointing. It’s tea prepared solely for Lady Lopez.”

“High Priest Evans, what I asked was…”

“That aside, how are your hands and feet lately?”

Seraphina froze for a moment.

That tingling sensation in her legs she felt this morning.

Cold sweat ran down her spine again.

“You don’t have any numb areas, do you? Sometimes feeling like sensation disappears, or tingling.”

The more he spoke gently, the wider Seraphina’s eyes grew.

At the same time, Isaac drove the point home.

“You don’t have difficulty holding a pen or walking, do you?”

No way!

Shocked, Seraphina shot up from her seat.

“What have you been feeding me all this time?!”

Crash!

As she stood up hastily, the teacup overturned and tea spilled across the table.

Watching this scene, Isaac clicked his tongue as if to say ‘I told you so.’

“Oh my, didn’t I tell you? That tea was meant only for Lady Lopez.”

“…Just what are you!”

“I don’t feel too good about having my sincerity ignored.”

Isaac shook his head and pulled out a small glass bottle from his coat, placing it on the table.

Thud.

“…”

Seraphina looked down at the glass bottle with terror-stricken eyes.

Inside the transparent bottle the size of a thumb were exactly seven pills.

The red-glowing pills looked like sweet candy from the outside.

“But I’ve grown quite fond of Lady Lopez, you see.”

Isaac shrugged as he continued speaking.

“I was also grateful that you faithfully sent letters to Her Majesty the Empress.”

“…What does that…”

“This medicine is effective for symptoms of tingling hands and feet.”

Isaac pushed the glass bottle toward Seraphina.

“Take one pill a day.”

“High Priest Evans!”

Seraphina raised her voice convulsively.

However, Isaac didn’t even listen to Seraphina’s words with half an ear. He just said what he had to say.

“I’m curious. What would happen if the numbness symptoms lasted for a long time?”

His sky-blue eyes gazed at Seraphina with madness.

“First, it would become difficult to use your hands and feet, right? Not only would walking be difficult, but you might not even be able to brew a proper cup of tea. You could be bedridden for life. But what I’m more curious about is…”

Isaac tilted his head.

The moment before his lips parted felt as long as eternity.

“What if that numbness goes beyond your hands and feet and invades your chest?”

“…”

Seraphina couldn’t move a muscle, like a mouse before a snake.

Watching Seraphina, who had turned pale as a sheet, as if she were amusing, Isaac continued playfully.

“What would happen if your heart became numb? What if your throat felt numb? Would you be able to breathe properly?”

“Please, please.”

Seraphina muttered in a voice that sounded strangled.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, High Priest…”

“Just trust me, Lady Lopez. Surely I wouldn’t just leave you when Lady Lopez’s life is in danger?”

Isaac smiled quite generously.

But his following words were not generous at all.

“However, if you don’t properly follow my words from now on, I might not be able to give you the ‘special medicine’ that alleviates those numbness symptoms.”

“What do I…”

Seraphina asked back, trembling.

“What should I… do?”

Isaac didn’t answer that question.

He simply held his index finger up to his lips and curved his eyes like a crescent moon.

At the same time, Seraphina realized.

‘Silence.’

The greeting letter sent to the Empress, and even the ink that High Priest Evans had given to Seraphina.

It all meant to keep silent about everything.

“I’ll, I’ll follow your words.”

Seraphina gripped the bottle containing the pills tightly with trembling hands.

“So, so please spare my life…”

“Of course. Lady Lopez has been doing very well so far, hasn’t she?”

Isaac’s smile deepened a little more.

“As expected, you’re worthy of being the person I chose.”

“…High Priest.”

“So, I hope you won’t disappoint me in the future either. Understood?”

Under that gentle pressure, Seraphina had no choice but to nod her head.

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