The Villainess is a Millionaire Solver - Chapter 207

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Side Story 7

Sion felt the same way. As he listened to Gremory’s explanation about the magic scroll’s function, he slightly turned his gaze to look at Duke Carnel.

To deliberately set the date for today and give me an opportunity too…

The Duke shrugged his shoulders once and picked up his pen.

“Gremory had a good idea. ‘A honeymoon only comes once. Your mother and I also wanted to travel for 10 years. Don’t worry about this place.’ I said such things while pushing that child away, but I was starting to think it was going too far. Doesn’t the old father worry you at all?”

As everyone’s attention poured onto his overly tense face, the Duke coughed unnecessarily and wrote a line.

Then Sion also wrote. The words that had been lingering in his mouth since morning.

After he put down his pen, everyone crowded around.

“Duke! Is there room for us to write too? We really want to leave a message…”

“Oh! Go ahead. The advisors absolutely cannot be left out.”

“Wait a minute! What about me? Please save some space for me. This foolish Benjamin who only knows the Master…”

Gremory watched the people of the ducal mansion making a fuss with her arms crossed.

That was the largest scroll, but should it have been even bigger?

Such doubts arose, but still everyone somehow managed to squeeze all the words they wanted to say into the paper.

“Well, this should be enough.”

Gremory rolled up the scroll and sealed it, then enjoyed dinner as well before leaving the ducal mansion in good spirits.

Then she stopped walking with a start.

“Wait! I didn’t get to write anything myself!”

She hurriedly broke the seal and unrolled the scroll.

As expected, there wasn’t a single blank space. She even took out a magnifying glass to look closely and tried to find space somehow, but it was useless. Every space was packed full.

“Sigh… Really! These people are truly…”

Gremory gave up and raised her head.

I really have so much to say. That’s why I told everyone to say just one thing each.

Her disappointed gaze turned toward the distant south.

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The small castle of Berwick in the southern Empire.

In the workshop of a modest smithy, a young woman with a pen stuck behind her ear was looking at blueprints. Then the door burst open.

“Miss Edel! Something terrible has happened!”

“Why? What is it?”

“The ‘Undine’ was stolen! All the magic stones too…”

“What?”

Edel was shocked.

When she ran to check, it was true. In the middle of the empty storehouse, her father sat powerlessly.

“What is this! This is terrible! We’re supposed to demonstrate it the day after tomorrow…”

Her vision went dark.

The ‘Undine’ was a device that processed magic stones using the power of water.

Magic stones were extremely expensive, and their value increased exponentially with size. Therefore, processors racked their brains to minimize the parts that got shaved off from the raw stones.

Edel, who had loved inventing since childhood and had talent for handling spirits, came up with an idea while watching her father, who was a magic stone processor.

Namely, ‘carving stones with gentle waves imbued with water spirit power.’ This way, much more of the stone could be preserved than with human hands.

The father and daughter devoted a full 10 years to implementing this idea. When they finally succeeded, they were so moved that they hugged each other and cried like children.

The ‘Undine’ worked perfectly, and everyone agreed it was ready to be entered in the guild general assembly held in the capital.

The villagers had high expectations and pooled their emergency funds to cover the cost of purchasing magic stones needed for the demonstration.

But to have it all stolen?

Everyone kept quiet about it, but it was obvious who did it. The young lord.

That person, a low-level spirit user, had already visited the workshop several times pressuring them to sell him the ‘Undine.’ When the father and daughter kept refusing, he finally stole it.

There were reports of men in black clothes being seen carrying crates back and forth that night.

But there was no evidence.

Even if there was, what could they do? The opponent was the lord’s son.

“He’s going to demonstrate that invention at this southern exhibition!”

“Good heavens! Robbed right before our eyes! How unfair!”

“What can we do? That’s just how life is.”

Really? Is that how it is?

Unable to eat or sleep properly, running around frantically, her vision was now blurry. She felt like she’d collapse if anyone just touched her. No, even without being touched…

Edel collapsed onto the street as if crumbling.

Everyone clicked their tongues and avoided her. I need to get up. She thought so, but couldn’t move a finger. At this rate, she’d bump into passersby.

Indeed, some passerby didn’t notice Edel and almost tripped over her while walking. He got annoyed.

“How can you just sit there like that?”

“I’m sorry…”

As she hung her head low, a piece of paper fluttered out from her chest.

Edel looked down at it.

Genius inventor Young Lady.

I’ll return the water spirit.

Hm?

Her blurry eyes snapped open.

She quickly turned around, but the person who had just bumped into her was already gone. Come to think of it, she wasn’t even sure if it was a man or woman. Only a faint rose fragrance lingered at her nose.

What was that?

And truly unbelievable things happened.

“Miss Edel! Miss Edel! Look at this! Good heavens! Thank God!”

The ‘Undine’ really came back. The magic stones were all there too, not one missing.

“How did this happen?”

“It was that person! Good heavens! How can we be so grateful!”

While she was rejoicing with her father, suddenly the young lord’s gang barged in. Seeing the device and magic stones here, their eyes widened.

“We’re arresting you for theft!”

“What? What do you…”

Her vision went dark again. Her blood pressure shot up too.

That’s when it happened.

Ah, forget it. Even talking to them is a waste of energy.

As if saying just that, a black whip suddenly flew in and knocked all those guys down. A strange voice of indeterminate gender came from outside.

“The news is late. The young lord is already finished.”

Edel asked blankly.

“Finished?”

“Something must have happened in the square!”

When they all went to see, the villagers were already gathered in a bustling crowd.

In the middle of the square they surrounded, objects were piled up. The lived-in appearance looked like unpacked moving boxes.

“Someone completely ransacked the young lord’s room?”

“What a sight! What a sight! He harassed that thriving brewery until it had to close, and it looks like he pocketed all the confiscated liquor himself!”

“Despicable! Aren’t those women’s undergarments? He was doing such things using spirit techniques too? Doing everything the Order forbids, now even his parents can’t save him no matter what they do.”

The young lord, who had turned pale and was clutching his head, spotted someone in black clothes and a mask among the spectators.

“Got you!”

He ran over and grabbed that person by the collar.

“I know who you are! I saw you in the newspaper! You said you’d reflect! You said you wouldn’t act as a thief anymore! For a messenger of God to lie! I’ll report this fact to His Majesty the Emperor!”

Then he yanked off the mask…

From under the cloth appeared the face of the village drunkard, his nose red from drinking. He blinked blankly and hiccupped.

“Oh my, you troublemaker!”

The drunkard’s wife ran over and beat his back furiously.

“…”

The young lord was dumbfounded.

He could see his parents behind him closing their eyes tightly and turning their heads away. They seemed to have no intention of covering for him anymore.

Thud.

He slumped down as if sliding.

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This moment is always the most rewarding.

“Thank you! Thank you so much! How can I ever repay this kindness…”

“That’s enough, Edel. Repaying kindness is too abstract. Instead of that, how about we form some concrete and practical relationship? Option 1, become my aide. Option 2, become my aide. Option 3, become my aide…”

“Excuse me?”

I couldn’t finish my sentence. Because a magical energy like black mist enveloped my body.

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