IELNDMH - Chapter 22 < Villainess Woman VS Mad Dog >
I Ended Up Living Up Next Door With My Ex-Husband
"Help Mina and make her sit on the sofa."
I looked away from Camilla and ordered the maids. Then the maids exchanged looks with surprised faces.
"On the sofa.....?"
She seemed confused as to whether she could dare to allow a 'mixed-blood demon maid' to sit on the Grand Duchess' sofa.
Camilla seemed to think the same way. Her pale cheeks trembled.
"Your Highness, you are joking too much! That sofa is where Your Highness and I often chat. But such a vulgar hybrid......!"
I looked straight down at Camilla. Then I gave another strong command to the maids.
"Right now, have Mina sit on the sofa."
This time, the maids no longer paid attention. Mina, who sat on the sofa with her support, moaned in pain.
'How on earth have you tormented me...?'
Mina's hair was a mess and her eyes were swollen. The most serious thing was the red, swollen back of her hand. A steaming teapot, tea water on the floor, and even a whip...
After guessing the situation, I gritted my teeth.
'Cruel human being. No, it's a waste to even say, human.'
My clenched hands gradually gained strength.
"Check how much tea she has left in the teapot."
At my words, a maid checked the inside of the teapot.
"About halfway left, Your Highness."
I took the teapot from the maid and held it out in front of Mina.
"Mina, I know it's hard, but can you do me a favor?"
Mina nodded her head slightly. I walked closer and whispered in her ear what she would do for me.
"Yes? But, Your Highness, why do you have to do that...?"
Mina blinked her eyes as if embarrassed. I winked slightly at Mina and continued speaking.
"I will take care of everything, so don't worry about the rest and just do as I ask."
Mina thought for a moment and then took the teapot. Then, with her eyes closed, she muttered something and handed me the teapot with a solemn expression.
"Here, Your Highness."
I took the teapot with a villainous smile.
"Thank you, Mina. Now, I'll show you a proper spectacle as a reward."
I slowly started walking towards Camilla along that path. Then, as if she unconsciously felt threatened, Camilla's face turned pale.
"That.....What is that, Your Highness?"
Looking at Camilla like that, I slowly arched the corner of my eyes.
"I'm so sad that Camilla is having fun alone."
"Yes? W-what......?"
"You have ruined my cherished maid without permission."
"..."
"So, the correct calculation is that I also ruin something for you, right?"
I looked down at Camilla leisurely, curling the corners of my lips.
Then she screamed, closing her eyes tightly as if making her last struggle.
"Your Highness! Why are you suddenly doing this to me? I really don't know why!"
"....You don't know why?"
My heart boiled again at Camilla's shameless words. I took a long breath to calm my excitement, but when I looked at Camilla's face again, my efforts were useless.
"Do you really not know why, Camilla?"
"I don't know! I really don't know!"
Camilla was forced to her knees by the maids, but her eyes were still defiant.
"This is Camilla. Countess Dmitry! No matter how much I tell you, I'm not the type of person to treat you so carelessly!"
"...Even if you don't have to say it, I know who you are better than anyone else."
Even the big secret is that you're having an affair with your friend's husband. The good female protagonist Lobelia would have needed the help of the male protagonist Cedric to get revenge on you..
'I'm not that easy of a person.'
A leisurely sneer flowed from my lips.
Villainous woman vs. crazy dog. Who will be the winner of this fight?
What was certain was that at least I wasn't the loser today. But foolish Camilla continued to raise blood vessels in her neck.
"If you stop like this now, I will pretend it never happened. but...."
"But?"
"If you continue, I will assume that you are trying to destroy Camilla Dmitry!"
"Oh my, is that so?"
"And from then on, I will give up both my position as the Grand Duchess's maid and my close friend!"
The corners of Camilla's mouth curled up in confidence.
"You know better than anyone what it means to have this Camilla and her family in Northern society now, don't you?"
Camilla seemed to think she had won with those words. I scoffed at her and slowly bent my back towards her.
"....A person's character is revealed when she feels that she is helpful to someone."
Then I came close to Camilla, made eye contact with her, and placed my hands on both of her shoulders.
"Depending on the choices that follow, people tend to split into two directions."
As my hand gained strength little by little, Camilla's face gradually became paler.
"She is happy just knowing that he is helpful to someone, and..."
"..."
"A person who wants to use that person."
Camilla's golden eyes twinkled wide at the sound of her cold voice.
'Oh my, why does a person who is a social star have to show his true feelings so clearly to write this?'
I lifted my bent waist and looked down at Camilla indifferently.
"The latter people always overlook the fact that their positions can be replaced at any time."
"... "
"...That's stupid."
Camilla began rolling her eyes back and forth, looking impatient. I leisurely sneered at her.
"With that in mind, let me ask you something. Am I, the Grand Duchess, the one who would be disappointed if we lost each other?"
"......."
"Or is it Countess Dmitry, a socialite who may rise brilliantly for a moment but then fall miserably?"
Soon Camilla's eyes opened wide as if they were torn apart. She looked as if she had been extremely shocked. How much fun she must have had while taking control of every situation.
"Be careful, Camilla."
She never imagined she would be in this situation. Her empty, unfocused eyes represented her state of mind.
"The higher you climb, the more miserable it is when you fall."
Hwiik.
I whistled and pretended to raise my index finger high in the air and then lower it. Then she lowered her gaze straight to the teapot.
"You brought so much hot tea that the teapot is still warm."
"..."
"But I had no choice because the tea was already cold enough to pour it somewhere on you."
"Your..Your Highness...I have no choice but to take poison."
Camilla trembled her lower jaw as if she had a chill. I took a step closer to her.
"Just in case, don't worry. No one will know I did it. Because it is a poison that cannot be detected in the human world. Mina made it herself."
"Your Highness, don't do this......!"
"Open her lady's mouth."
Camilla's face, which had always been shameless, was distorted by her fear.
"Hey, let go of this...Let go of this!"
Camilla struggled and struggled, bound by the maids.
"Your Highness, please don't do this! My......I was wrong! If I bow down to Your Highness, I bow down to that monster....."
Camilla paused for a moment and glared at Mina as if she were angry.
"Whatever it is... If you ask me to do it, I will do it. So please save me... Ugh!" However,
Camilla, a human, was able to withstand the power of the half-blood demon.
Camilla, her mouth forced open by the maids, blinked her eyes in horror.
"I have no intention of letting Mina accept your mediocre apology. I have no intention of giving you a chance to politely apologize."
"Ugh......."
"All I want is for you to feel the same way Mina felt."
With those words, I poured the tea straight into Camilla's mouth.
"No, I don't want to..."
"Ugh....!"
Camilla struggled, her chin held by the maids. I poured every last drop of tea into her mouth. Finally, the moment I put down the empty teapot, Camilla, finally freed from her restraints, began rolling around on the floor like the crazy person she was.
"Aaaah!"
***.
"Ugh.....! "Yuck!"
Camilla stuck her fingers down her throat again and again. It seemed like she was about to spit out the tea. But when things didn't go her way, she continued to scream and tear out his head.
"I don't like it....... No, I don't want to die! Argh!"
Camilla was so terrified that she rolled around on the floor, and her brilliant gold dress was ruined just as she was now.
Soon Camilla's eyes, engulfed in fear and madness, turned to Mina. As soon as their eyes met, Camilla crawled to Mina's feet, dragging her dress behind her.
"Me.... Please save me!"
Camila was lying face down on the floor, clutching the hem of Mina's skirt, gasping for air.
"Please...... antidote! Do you have an antidote?"
"..."
"It's my fault! Are you serious, huh? So please save me....."
Camilla begged like the crazy person she was. Mina seemed surprised to see her like that and pulled the hem of her skirt out of Camilla's grasp.
"This... Put this down...."
"I'm wrong! Ugh...... I'm serious!"
Camilla repeatedly pleaded with Mina. But when she didn't get the answer she wanted, she immediately flashed the whites of her eyes and screamed.
"I did it wrong! I said I did it wrong! How much more do I have to ask for something like that?!"
Camilla seemed overcome by evil and she screamed. Then she suddenly seemed to realize her own mistake and shook her head in contemplation.
"Ah.... No, not this! I was so wrong! So please...."
Camilla stopped speaking and bowed her head at Mina's feet. Then she started crying loudly like a child.
"Please save me...I was really wrong. I was so wrong.... I'm really sorry..... Please save me, okay.....?"
The more Camilla's apology became desperate, the more messed up her face became.
Her brilliant black hair had long since become matted, and black tears flowed from her eyes. It was truly a spectacle.
Camilla soon bowed her forehead and began to make an apology that was almost like a scream.
"I was wrong. I did everything wrong! So, please....I really don't want to die.....!"
Mina looked at me as if her heart had weakened, and I nodded toward her.
".... all right. I will accept Countess's apology."
Mina's eyes were still cold as she said that. But Camilla's eyes sparkled as if she had found a glimmer of hope.
"I..... really? So now you're giving me the antidote? Huh?"
Then she lowered her eyes and lowered her head.
"No, I can't do that."
"uh......Why?"
"I'm so sorry, but I don't have an antidote."
"..What does that mean? What, there is no antidote? No?"
Camilla asked back anxiously, like someone holding on to her last rope. But all she gets back is silence.
Camilla's face, stained with her black tears, trembled.
"Oh, no......?"
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