'I've struggled many times with wasps as numerous as the sea, you know.'
“You said you had this dream several times, so report it next time you have it. You don’t have to write it down.”
Just then, they arrived at the mansion. Sion easily climbed over the high wall and naturally tried to jump towards the window of Odette's room.
“Just a moment.”
“A room with a north window on the third floor. Is that your room?”
Information that didn't need to be false was conveyed very well.
“I’m sorry, but you have to take me down to the dungeon. If you just drop me off here, I’ll take care of it-.”
"...Dungeon?"
“Yes. I was locked in the basement of my house and then came out.”
Sion frowned at her answer, his purple eyes filled with irritation.
'Why are you upset? Did I just start giving off that disgusting rose scent again?'
While Odette, who was afraid that this ill-tempered human KTX might throw her to the ground, secretly pulled at her sleeve to hide her smell, Sion settled down in the Count's garden.
“Yes, just hold on tight.”
While he was worried, Sion held her a little tighter and quietly opened the door to the main entrance on the first floor.
To be able to take that off without making a sound? It was a crazy talent that would definitely make him successful as a thief.
'So you're saying that you're going to fix that when you go out...?'
In this worldview, the existence of a transcendent being is truly...
Sion, who arrived underground, looked around the underground prison with an unpleasant expression.
“Can you sleep in a place like this?”
Perhaps he didn't like the musty smell of accumulated dust and cobwebs everywhere, and the old blood stuck to it.
It would be a mess because there would be a hood hanging from the scaffold and harpoons sticking out of the bars.
'This environment would be unbearable for that obsessive-compulsive patient.'
Odette, who remembered Sion's setting of crushing a person's head without causing any blood to splatter, got down from his arms.
Then Sion silently pulled the bars with his hand and opened them wide enough for a person to pass through.
'When he left, I tried to get inside the bars using the key.'
It was an elegant gesture that she could never have imagined would produce such incredible strength. It was truly an incredibly amazing physical ability.
“Go in. I’ll make the bars exactly the same as before I opened them. No one will know you came out.”
“...Thank you for bringing me here.”
“I will not let it get out that you have purified the Crown Prince as you requested. I will instruct everyone in the palace to perform methods acting as if the danger of a runaway has not disappeared, so you don’t have to worry. Since I am working so hard, I hope you will keep your promise to disappear as well.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll try my best to avoid being noticed, even if it means dying.”
Odette answered with sincerity. Without the slightest exaggeration.
Then Sion became speechless and then let out a harsh curse.
“...Ha, damn it.”
'What? Why did my answer bother you? Did it not sound sincere?'
“You can go now.”
As soon as morning breaks, Ferdinand will come to harass her.
'Even if I know about the abuse, I don't want to show him how I'm being treated.'
Wouldn't it be better to be a luxurious villainess, rather than a beast who gets beaten up like an animal by her family?
“Come on.”
She really doesn't want to see that kind of sight. Despite her urging, Sion hesitated and handed her something.
“Take this.”
What he was holding in his hand was a silver locket necklace. It looked like a simple piece of jewelry, but it was something she knew from playing the game.
A necklace that automatically summons Sion the moment death threatens. It was created by the first transcendent being of mankind by condensing his own abilities.
'Why are you doing this to me?'
As much as she had studied the setting book and the strategy book, she knew that this item had to go to Charlotte.
'It's also an heirloom passed down within the Kleist family.'
"...Why are you doing this to me?”
“Were the documents you sent today originally in the secret safe in the study?”
“Yes? Yes. That’s right.”
“Put away the copies and forged certificates I made.”
“Excuse me. Why is this?”
Before Odette could ask, the man disappeared. In that instant, he even restored the bars and left. Look at his impatient personality. It was like a game made by a Korean company.
'When did you make the copy? Anyway, I wonder if it's a monster.'
Odette looked at the necklace in her hand with a puzzled expression.
'You want to watch me die? You don't want to miss out on the great view?'
If not for that... There’s no way she would have this in her hands.
Odette, lost in thought, was awakened from her thoughts by the sound of footsteps echoing through the dungeon.
Odette first put the necklace around her neck so that it was not visible.
'I'm so glad Sion left so quickly.'
Because she almost got treated like a piece of trash by the footmen.
Odette smiled faintly.
There are a few pieces of information that can be gleaned simply from the fact that you have a receipt instead of a certificate of abandonment.
First, even after being rejected 38 times, she still wanted to be re-adopted. The abuse at the orphanage was worse than that of the Albrecht family.
Second, her parents and brother are also running a criminal business by embezzling the mines granted to the Purifier by the Empire.
Third, the Count is the culprit behind the murder of the director of the Stiller orphanage, which remains unsolved.
Fourth, judging from the fact that he filmed each and every one of the abuses with a video camera, the Count seems to have a personality that feels superior through abuse. He has a serious complex about his masculinity.
Fifth, when they look at the interval between the abdication and the adoption, they see that the abdication was a means to tame Odette into obedience. To beg for her parents' love like a beggar for her entire life.
Well, it was certain that the woman lived a pitiful life in other ways as well.
That doesn't mean he feels any sympathy for that woman. With such a weak personality, she wouldn't be suited to the role of a demon in the torture chamber.
'I still feel nothing but disgust towards that woman.'
Even though he knows she didn't commit the evil deed, he still feels a physiological disgust. It's bound to be like that. It should be like that.
Sion looked at the mansion with a blank expression. The mansion where no trace of his coming and going had disappeared.
'There's no reason to stay here. Why am I still here? What on earth is on my mind?'
From the beginning, he had been acting out of character. He had given the woman a necklace, and he had taken her home after she collapsed from a fever.
'It's all because of this stupid, talented kid. Just because you smelled something nice for a second, you're wagging your tail like a passing mutt?'
The moment the woman collapsed, a very faint scent.
Sion treated the hellhound inside him as a mutt and put a cigar in his mouth.
No matter what his genius said, he hated that woman. The creepy smell, the presence.
Sion feels a strange feeling when he sees Odette. It's as if he was born to hate her.
He felt like his world wouldn't work properly if he didn't hate her.
Sion bit his cigar in annoyance and left the place with another graceful gesture.
“You said you had this dream several times, so report it next time you have it. You don’t have to write it down.”
Just then, they arrived at the mansion. Sion easily climbed over the high wall and naturally tried to jump towards the window of Odette's room.
“Just a moment.”
“A room with a north window on the third floor. Is that your room?”
Information that didn't need to be false was conveyed very well.
“I’m sorry, but you have to take me down to the dungeon. If you just drop me off here, I’ll take care of it-.”
"...Dungeon?"
“Yes. I was locked in the basement of my house and then came out.”
Sion frowned at her answer, his purple eyes filled with irritation.
'Why are you upset? Did I just start giving off that disgusting rose scent again?'
While Odette, who was afraid that this ill-tempered human KTX might throw her to the ground, secretly pulled at her sleeve to hide her smell, Sion settled down in the Count's garden.
“Yes, just hold on tight.”
While he was worried, Sion held her a little tighter and quietly opened the door to the main entrance on the first floor.
To be able to take that off without making a sound? It was a crazy talent that would definitely make him successful as a thief.
'So you're saying that you're going to fix that when you go out...?'
In this worldview, the existence of a transcendent being is truly...
Sion, who arrived underground, looked around the underground prison with an unpleasant expression.
“Can you sleep in a place like this?”
Perhaps he didn't like the musty smell of accumulated dust and cobwebs everywhere, and the old blood stuck to it.
It would be a mess because there would be a hood hanging from the scaffold and harpoons sticking out of the bars.
'This environment would be unbearable for that obsessive-compulsive patient.'
Odette, who remembered Sion's setting of crushing a person's head without causing any blood to splatter, got down from his arms.
Then Sion silently pulled the bars with his hand and opened them wide enough for a person to pass through.
'When he left, I tried to get inside the bars using the key.'
It was an elegant gesture that she could never have imagined would produce such incredible strength. It was truly an incredibly amazing physical ability.
“Go in. I’ll make the bars exactly the same as before I opened them. No one will know you came out.”
“...Thank you for bringing me here.”
“I will not let it get out that you have purified the Crown Prince as you requested. I will instruct everyone in the palace to perform methods acting as if the danger of a runaway has not disappeared, so you don’t have to worry. Since I am working so hard, I hope you will keep your promise to disappear as well.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll try my best to avoid being noticed, even if it means dying.”
Odette answered with sincerity. Without the slightest exaggeration.
Then Sion became speechless and then let out a harsh curse.
“...Ha, damn it.”
'What? Why did my answer bother you? Did it not sound sincere?'
“You can go now.”
As soon as morning breaks, Ferdinand will come to harass her.
'Even if I know about the abuse, I don't want to show him how I'm being treated.'
Wouldn't it be better to be a luxurious villainess, rather than a beast who gets beaten up like an animal by her family?
“Come on.”
She really doesn't want to see that kind of sight. Despite her urging, Sion hesitated and handed her something.
“Take this.”
What he was holding in his hand was a silver locket necklace. It looked like a simple piece of jewelry, but it was something she knew from playing the game.
A necklace that automatically summons Sion the moment death threatens. It was created by the first transcendent being of mankind by condensing his own abilities.
'Why are you doing this to me?'
As much as she had studied the setting book and the strategy book, she knew that this item had to go to Charlotte.
'It's also an heirloom passed down within the Kleist family.'
"...Why are you doing this to me?”
“Were the documents you sent today originally in the secret safe in the study?”
“Yes? Yes. That’s right.”
“Put away the copies and forged certificates I made.”
“Excuse me. Why is this?”
Before Odette could ask, the man disappeared. In that instant, he even restored the bars and left. Look at his impatient personality. It was like a game made by a Korean company.
'When did you make the copy? Anyway, I wonder if it's a monster.'
Odette looked at the necklace in her hand with a puzzled expression.
'You want to watch me die? You don't want to miss out on the great view?'
If not for that... There’s no way she would have this in her hands.
Odette, lost in thought, was awakened from her thoughts by the sound of footsteps echoing through the dungeon.
Odette first put the necklace around her neck so that it was not visible.
'I'm so glad Sion left so quickly.'
Because she almost got treated like a piece of trash by the footmen.
Odette smiled faintly.
***
There are a few pieces of information that can be gleaned simply from the fact that you have a receipt instead of a certificate of abandonment.
First, even after being rejected 38 times, she still wanted to be re-adopted. The abuse at the orphanage was worse than that of the Albrecht family.
Second, her parents and brother are also running a criminal business by embezzling the mines granted to the Purifier by the Empire.
Third, the Count is the culprit behind the murder of the director of the Stiller orphanage, which remains unsolved.
Fourth, judging from the fact that he filmed each and every one of the abuses with a video camera, the Count seems to have a personality that feels superior through abuse. He has a serious complex about his masculinity.
Fifth, when they look at the interval between the abdication and the adoption, they see that the abdication was a means to tame Odette into obedience. To beg for her parents' love like a beggar for her entire life.
Well, it was certain that the woman lived a pitiful life in other ways as well.
That doesn't mean he feels any sympathy for that woman. With such a weak personality, she wouldn't be suited to the role of a demon in the torture chamber.
'I still feel nothing but disgust towards that woman.'
Even though he knows she didn't commit the evil deed, he still feels a physiological disgust. It's bound to be like that. It should be like that.
Sion looked at the mansion with a blank expression. The mansion where no trace of his coming and going had disappeared.
'There's no reason to stay here. Why am I still here? What on earth is on my mind?'
From the beginning, he had been acting out of character. He had given the woman a necklace, and he had taken her home after she collapsed from a fever.
'It's all because of this stupid, talented kid. Just because you smelled something nice for a second, you're wagging your tail like a passing mutt?'
The moment the woman collapsed, a very faint scent.
“They'll go ballistic if they smell something delicious because they think someone is an asshole. They sit there with their tails between their legs because that's all they smelled."
No matter what his genius said, he hated that woman. The creepy smell, the presence.
Sion feels a strange feeling when he sees Odette. It's as if he was born to hate her.
He felt like his world wouldn't work properly if he didn't hate her.
Sion bit his cigar in annoyance and left the place with another graceful gesture.
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