The Baddest Villainess Is Back - Chapter 102
Roxelyn had been very careful around Zerti for the past month.
She had committed a mistake, and when she first opened her eyes after being ill for a while, seeing his pale complexion and eyes filled with despair, she couldn’t act recklessly.
“Roxelyn, if you disappear from my sight without permission again, I will die.”
What could a child do when faced with such a statement from their parent, whose eyes were bloodshot?
She knew all too well that she had driven her always composed and indifferent father to this point.
So, Roxelyn obediently buried herself in the blanket, eating and sleeping, then eating and sleeping again, being raised like a piglet.
“I heard you slipped away from the escaping procession and acted alone with Marquis Gerun. Why did you take such a risk?”
Roxelyn was being interrogated while sitting on a plush dining chair, surrounded by a feast.
“……”
Roxelyn silently summarized the events that had happened in her head.
She had made a friend in the past.
When she went to Kaluta, she found out that this friend was actually a god.
One day, this friend appeared in her dream.
She extracted a divine object called the Seven Stones from her friend.
Among them was a bead effective against a large-scale fire disaster, which she used.
Reviewing it in her mind, she felt fortunate not to be treated as insane.
“I should tell you in advance, the Marquis Wilfred’s household doesn’t have a very good reputation.”
Devon spoke up after Roxelyn’s long silence, interpreting it in his own way.
“It may seem like they have a lot of wealth, but overall, their assets are less than our ducal house, and they don’t have a grandfather like me or other uncles.”
“Yes…”
“And that guy has always had a cunning side to him. It’s always been hard to tell what he’s thinking, Niece. Always snatching others’ belongings like a snake, that wretched bastard.”
This time, Aegis Bellion added his comment.
“Seriously, a timid girl with just a pretty face and a frustrating personality like you would be immediately devoured if you went there. That guy, well, doesn’t he look alright? But, you know what? There’s a rumor that his household is full of all sorts of dangerous things. Got it?”
Roxelyn’s response was utterly indifferent, so Ian Bellion added another comment.
Seeing that the bruises on her unseen face had largely faded, it seemed her ‘spiritual education’ was somewhat complete.
‘A whipping is the cure for troublemakers.’
Roxelyn grimaced, recalling the last visage of Ian Bellion, bruised and battered.
“Ah, yes…”
Of course, she knew. The only thing there was a man filled with nothing but venom in his innards, like a snake.
That there’s a room collecting all sorts of dangerous and bizarre collections.
“I know.”
“You know?”
Roxelyn nodded her head.
“How would you know?!”
Ian Bellion yelled out.
Roxelyn frowned, clearly annoyed now.
“Weren’t you the one who asked, Second Uncle?”
“…Sec, sec, second uncle… Who’s your second uncle…! Ahem. Anyway!”
Wasn’t it him who insisted on being called uncle before?
“Understood, Lord Ian.”
“…Argh, why can’t you call me properly?! Am I your friend? Are we friends?!”
It was tiresome.
Roxelyn frowned and with a somewhat pitiful expression, opened her mouth.
“I don’t make friends with the foolish, so, I understand you want to be friends, but I’ll have to decline.”
“…What?”
“Anyway, I know because I’ve been to that house.”
Roxelyn added calmly while Ian Bellion was opening and closing his lips like a fish.
‘I guess I should also mention that adoption offer to set things straight.’
Better than having misunderstandings arise from hearing it from someone else later.
“And I received an offer from Marquis Gerun to become his daughter…”
Clang—!
Roxelyn lifted her head at the sound of metal clashing against the marble floor.
“What…?”
“Ah….”
The shocked face of Zerti was wide-eyed in astonishment.
“No, Father…”
“…I, I must have been greatly lacking.”
Zerti muttered as he turned and walked away, like some tragic heroine.
“This is driving me crazy…”
Roxelyn murmured softly, touching her forehead.
“I agree, Granddaughter.”
Devon, who had seen Zerti behave like this since she was young, chimed in.
Silence enveloped the room.
