'It's fortunate that the debuff is gone.'
From now on, she doesn't have to hesitate to check her disgust level. She can use it twice a day without any problems.
Even though it was a good thing, Odette couldn't just like it. Something was bothering her in the way it was expressed.
[The condition of 'debuff removal when disgust level is confirmed' has been met.]
'An expression indicating that the conditions have been met.'
Even though she can't see Karl's disgust level, the status window uses a similar expression.
[Dislike: Unable to confirm (condition not met)]
Could it be that the condition is connected to my dream? I had the dream of the heart wasp before I even got the status window.
'How can the conditions in the status window and my dream be connected?'
It was a moment of hesitation. The terrace curtain opened with a squeak. It was Corporal Marco.
“Lady Odette.”
“Corporal Marco. You’re back. I heard you were running around the parade grounds.”
Odette clearly saw Marco at the banquet hall earlier, but she pretended not to notice.
“How could I go to the parade ground when such a noble and dignified lady has called me to the terrace so earnestly? Even if it is His Highness’s order?”
Even looking at him again, he was still a troublemaker.
“I made the subordinate disguise himself as me and roll around in my stead. Haha. So you can imagine how pissed I’ll be when I come back.”
What else is there to be angry about?
It was an annoying tone whenever she saw it, but now was not the time to get angry. It was more important to ruin the damn guy.
“What made you so angry as soon as you got back?”
Odette soothed him in a soft voice and headed towards the terrace railing.
“Of course I’m angry. Lady Odette, shouldn’t you dance with me alone tonight? That was the point of my threat.”
“Ah. That was so unpleasant?”
“What would become of me if you danced with His Highness right away? Yes?”
What the hell do you want me to do? Anything will work out. Why are you asking me that?
Marco got so close to her that Odette could feel his breath on her. She lowered her eyes as if she was afraid.
“Don’t forget. I know that you secretly went out and that you pretended to be in the grave and stole the children. If you don’t want it to reach the Count’s ears, you’d better not displease me.”
He spoke in a deadly tone as if he was completely intoxicated by the situation.
“I’m really scared that the private will tell my father... but it would be difficult to comply with the threat.”
Odette spoke in a trembling voice. It was to get Marco to leave.
“How could only the sergeant know about my departure? If the camp commander knew, then all the soldiers working in the camp would know.”
“...”
“If I shut the captain’s mouth, the other agents might tell my father. In that case, it would be better to confess to my father now and get scolded.”
It was a floating word.
Just to see if the other guys know about her outings and if this guy really knows how she's treated at home.
“Poohahahahaha!”
But Marco burst out laughing.
“I guessed it from the Count’s personality. It seems the Count is really strict with his daughter.”
“...”
“How much of a scolding must you have done to make Odette, the world-renowned villainess, so afraid? How scared she is that the other members might hear her. How cute.”
Marco, who had been laughing for a while, continued speaking.
“You don’t have to worry about that. As soon as the disaster happened in the camp, I killed all the guys below me.”
Marco said that and chuckled.
“Since the disaster happened, investigators were supposed to visit the camp. They embezzled the rations so easily... If they got caught, wouldn’t it be difficult for both parties?”
“...”
“Do you think Your Majesty would have spared those who knew the truth about the concentration camp? He spared me because I am the Count’s right-hand man and Ferdinand’s confidant... There was a reason why only non-transcendent people without connections were allowed to work as concentration camp staff. They were going to kill them anyway.”
He spoke with aplomb, but the point she needed to understand was this:
'So, in short, if we just make this one kid shut his mouth, it'll be over?'
Odette glanced down at the fountain.
“So, if you do as I say, I can keep the lady’s secret. Do you understand? Why do you have to please me?”
"...I understood."
“You’re so pretty like a flower, so why don’t you try to be a little more gentle? If you just try to please me, who knows? If I propose to you, I can save you from that strict father.”
The potato bastard's eyes scanned her entire body unluckily.
'Look at this. This little brat doesn't know anything.'
What kind of marriage is this? Would my father let me get married? If it were a corner of the house where I could escape so easily, why would I be suffering like this?
“Then, Corporal Marco. If I just do whatever you say, you’ll keep my secret, right?”
When Odette pretended to fall for the threat, his mouth fell open.
“Yes. I will keep Miss Odette’s outing a secret, and I will keep the fact that you took the children out of the shelter a secret.”
The last thing she'll check is if this kid has any evidence. He seemed pretty confident about it, considering he made a statement about the tombs in the concentration camp earlier.
It was collected quite meticulously, so it would be difficult to find it in the tomb.
“By the way, I don’t know what you mean by taking them out of the detention center. I indeed visited the detention center, but the Fenrir children were never taken out. They died in the disaster.”
“I heard from the train driver that on the last day of the founding of the country, he saw a veiled noblewoman going from the circus to the Fenrir prison. He said he saw her with three children. Oh, and don’t worry, I killed the driver too.”
“Is that woman in that story me?”
Odette felt a sting, but she put the iron plate on her face and asked.
“That locomotive driver was a huge fan of John’s and hated you passionately. He said he recognized you just by looking at your figure. It was definitely Odette, even though she had a hat and a veil.”
“Is that all?”
Odette was so dumbfounded that she ended up laughing.
You came here to threaten me, without any clear evidence?
'Just the testimony of a locomotive driver? And you killed that witness with your own hands?'
“Ah. What evidence is important? What’s important is the fact that the Count can severely scold the young lady. This time, the Count might hit Lady Odette’s calf.”
As expected, this guy had no idea how big of a deal it was that she went out.
'What do you mean, beat my calf? If my father finds out that I visited the detention center, he'll bury me alive right away and bury me somewhere secretly. Then he'll make it seem like his daughter was sick and died from the disease.'
“What do you want from me?”
Perhaps what he is hoping for is nothing special.
“This is my first time attending a social season. I want to save face, so I need you to dance back-to-back with me today.”
Look at this.
That guy thinks exactly at that level.
A reckless daughter who goes out secretly despite her father's order to stay home. The order to the daughter is, "If you don't want to get in trouble, dance with me."
Odette couldn't help but laugh at the fact that the blackmailer was even more petty than she expected.
“You killed the train driver just to ask for that?”
“I told you. I love you very much. That’s why I kept your secret from the Count and killed the engine driver instead.”
Yeah, that's really funny.
“Compared to that, my request is really easy, isn’t it? Just take off your mask of being a haughty villainess and dance with me. You can save some face with your reputation as a villainess. It’s that simple, right?”
“The reputation of a wicked woman.”
Odette savored the word as if it were funny.
The reason she's currently called 'the greatest villainess in the empire' is because she received an enormous amount of money as a purifier, but never purified once.
In addition, there were rumors that the crime was severe.
So, it's exactly like being at the level of a 'socialite'. People curse and criticize her behind her back, but on the other hand, she's still an object of envy.
The proof of this was that when commoners gathered, they would curse at her, but when her face appeared, the gossip papers sold dozens of times better. The proof of this was that even when she wore a shabby candy wrapper, young ladies would imitate her.
That guy probably doesn't know what a 'real villainess reputation' is.
The reputation of a villainess that all the people of the empire wanted to hang with one mind.
If Odette really was that kind of villain, this potato bastard wouldn't dare threaten her without evidence.
'Dancing together is no big deal.'
On the contrary, if you had asked me to dance politely, I might have gladly done so.
'But I know the blackmailer's habits.'
There's no way you could kill someone and end it with such a trivial demand.
Besides, this kid is her father's right-hand man and Ferdinand's confidant. That means he's good at all kinds of dirty work.
Do you know how many blackmailers I've met in my past life, rolling around in beggars' dens?
The initial request starts out very simple. It's not that great, but it's enough to make you think, "Should I just do it?"
And then ultimately, that's how you turn them into slaves.
So, from the moment of the first request, we have no choice but to deal with it with all our might.
“Corporal Marco.”
There is a fountain below.
Odette sat lightly on the railing, out of sight of him, and smiled. I looked at his face as if he were possessed by a Class C potato.
“There’s a secret that you don’t know. Shall I tell you?”
As Odette said that, she lightly tugged on the corporal's tie. The man's mouth fell open.
It seemed like he was expecting something on his own. She saw that he turned red and became a burning potato.
“Please tell me, lady.”
“Actually, I’m not that afraid of my father?”
“No way. Don’t act tough-”
“And there’s one more thing you don’t know, you little shit.”
"What?"
Potato's eyes widened at the sudden informality and swearing.
“I’m pretty good at acting. Especially my real-life acting is amazing.”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden-”
What are you talking about? You're screwed.
Odette took a deep breath and inhaled as much as she could,
“Gyaaaah! Don’t do that!”
The whole banquet hall shouted for him to leave.
From now on, she doesn't have to hesitate to check her disgust level. She can use it twice a day without any problems.
Even though it was a good thing, Odette couldn't just like it. Something was bothering her in the way it was expressed.
[The condition of 'debuff removal when disgust level is confirmed' has been met.]
'An expression indicating that the conditions have been met.'
Even though she can't see Karl's disgust level, the status window uses a similar expression.
[Dislike: Unable to confirm (condition not met)]
Could it be that the condition is connected to my dream? I had the dream of the heart wasp before I even got the status window.
'How can the conditions in the status window and my dream be connected?'
It was a moment of hesitation. The terrace curtain opened with a squeak. It was Corporal Marco.
“Lady Odette.”
“Corporal Marco. You’re back. I heard you were running around the parade grounds.”
Odette clearly saw Marco at the banquet hall earlier, but she pretended not to notice.
“How could I go to the parade ground when such a noble and dignified lady has called me to the terrace so earnestly? Even if it is His Highness’s order?”
Even looking at him again, he was still a troublemaker.
“I made the subordinate disguise himself as me and roll around in my stead. Haha. So you can imagine how pissed I’ll be when I come back.”
What else is there to be angry about?
It was an annoying tone whenever she saw it, but now was not the time to get angry. It was more important to ruin the damn guy.
“What made you so angry as soon as you got back?”
Odette soothed him in a soft voice and headed towards the terrace railing.
“Of course I’m angry. Lady Odette, shouldn’t you dance with me alone tonight? That was the point of my threat.”
“Ah. That was so unpleasant?”
“What would become of me if you danced with His Highness right away? Yes?”
What the hell do you want me to do? Anything will work out. Why are you asking me that?
But Odette apologized to Marco appropriately.
"Sorry."
He has to be intoxicated by the illusion that his threats are working so that he can speak freely.
“And why did you dance a waltz with His Highness the Crown Prince? ...Ha! Then won’t you completely forget the quadrille I danced with the Lady? Ha! It would be bad if you hurt my feelings. What if I get angry and start talking nonsense?”
"Sorry."
He has to be intoxicated by the illusion that his threats are working so that he can speak freely.
“And why did you dance a waltz with His Highness the Crown Prince? ...Ha! Then won’t you completely forget the quadrille I danced with the Lady? Ha! It would be bad if you hurt my feelings. What if I get angry and start talking nonsense?”
Marco got so close to her that Odette could feel his breath on her. She lowered her eyes as if she was afraid.
“Don’t forget. I know that you secretly went out and that you pretended to be in the grave and stole the children. If you don’t want it to reach the Count’s ears, you’d better not displease me.”
He spoke in a deadly tone as if he was completely intoxicated by the situation.
“I’m really scared that the private will tell my father... but it would be difficult to comply with the threat.”
Odette spoke in a trembling voice. It was to get Marco to leave.
“How could only the sergeant know about my departure? If the camp commander knew, then all the soldiers working in the camp would know.”
“...”
“If I shut the captain’s mouth, the other agents might tell my father. In that case, it would be better to confess to my father now and get scolded.”
It was a floating word.
Just to see if the other guys know about her outings and if this guy really knows how she's treated at home.
“Poohahahahaha!”
But Marco burst out laughing.
“I guessed it from the Count’s personality. It seems the Count is really strict with his daughter.”
“...”
“How much of a scolding must you have done to make Odette, the world-renowned villainess, so afraid? How scared she is that the other members might hear her. How cute.”
Marco, who had been laughing for a while, continued speaking.
“You don’t have to worry about that. As soon as the disaster happened in the camp, I killed all the guys below me.”
Marco said that and chuckled.
“Since the disaster happened, investigators were supposed to visit the camp. They embezzled the rations so easily... If they got caught, wouldn’t it be difficult for both parties?”
“...”
“Do you think Your Majesty would have spared those who knew the truth about the concentration camp? He spared me because I am the Count’s right-hand man and Ferdinand’s confidant... There was a reason why only non-transcendent people without connections were allowed to work as concentration camp staff. They were going to kill them anyway.”
He spoke with aplomb, but the point she needed to understand was this:
'So, in short, if we just make this one kid shut his mouth, it'll be over?'
Odette glanced down at the fountain.
“So, if you do as I say, I can keep the lady’s secret. Do you understand? Why do you have to please me?”
"...I understood."
“You’re so pretty like a flower, so why don’t you try to be a little more gentle? If you just try to please me, who knows? If I propose to you, I can save you from that strict father.”
The potato bastard's eyes scanned her entire body unluckily.
'Look at this. This little brat doesn't know anything.'
What kind of marriage is this? Would my father let me get married? If it were a corner of the house where I could escape so easily, why would I be suffering like this?
“Then, Corporal Marco. If I just do whatever you say, you’ll keep my secret, right?”
When Odette pretended to fall for the threat, his mouth fell open.
“Yes. I will keep Miss Odette’s outing a secret, and I will keep the fact that you took the children out of the shelter a secret.”
The last thing she'll check is if this kid has any evidence. He seemed pretty confident about it, considering he made a statement about the tombs in the concentration camp earlier.
It was collected quite meticulously, so it would be difficult to find it in the tomb.
“By the way, I don’t know what you mean by taking them out of the detention center. I indeed visited the detention center, but the Fenrir children were never taken out. They died in the disaster.”
“I heard from the train driver that on the last day of the founding of the country, he saw a veiled noblewoman going from the circus to the Fenrir prison. He said he saw her with three children. Oh, and don’t worry, I killed the driver too.”
“Is that woman in that story me?”
Odette felt a sting, but she put the iron plate on her face and asked.
“That locomotive driver was a huge fan of John’s and hated you passionately. He said he recognized you just by looking at your figure. It was definitely Odette, even though she had a hat and a veil.”
“Is that all?”
Odette was so dumbfounded that she ended up laughing.
You came here to threaten me, without any clear evidence?
'Just the testimony of a locomotive driver? And you killed that witness with your own hands?'
“Ah. What evidence is important? What’s important is the fact that the Count can severely scold the young lady. This time, the Count might hit Lady Odette’s calf.”
As expected, this guy had no idea how big of a deal it was that she went out.
'What do you mean, beat my calf? If my father finds out that I visited the detention center, he'll bury me alive right away and bury me somewhere secretly. Then he'll make it seem like his daughter was sick and died from the disease.'
“What do you want from me?”
Perhaps what he is hoping for is nothing special.
“This is my first time attending a social season. I want to save face, so I need you to dance back-to-back with me today.”
Look at this.
That guy thinks exactly at that level.
A reckless daughter who goes out secretly despite her father's order to stay home. The order to the daughter is, "If you don't want to get in trouble, dance with me."
Odette couldn't help but laugh at the fact that the blackmailer was even more petty than she expected.
“You killed the train driver just to ask for that?”
“I told you. I love you very much. That’s why I kept your secret from the Count and killed the engine driver instead.”
Yeah, that's really funny.
“Compared to that, my request is really easy, isn’t it? Just take off your mask of being a haughty villainess and dance with me. You can save some face with your reputation as a villainess. It’s that simple, right?”
“The reputation of a wicked woman.”
Odette savored the word as if it were funny.
The reason she's currently called 'the greatest villainess in the empire' is because she received an enormous amount of money as a purifier, but never purified once.
In addition, there were rumors that the crime was severe.
So, it's exactly like being at the level of a 'socialite'. People curse and criticize her behind her back, but on the other hand, she's still an object of envy.
The proof of this was that when commoners gathered, they would curse at her, but when her face appeared, the gossip papers sold dozens of times better. The proof of this was that even when she wore a shabby candy wrapper, young ladies would imitate her.
That guy probably doesn't know what a 'real villainess reputation' is.
The reputation of a villainess that all the people of the empire wanted to hang with one mind.
If Odette really was that kind of villain, this potato bastard wouldn't dare threaten her without evidence.
'Dancing together is no big deal.'
On the contrary, if you had asked me to dance politely, I might have gladly done so.
'But I know the blackmailer's habits.'
There's no way you could kill someone and end it with such a trivial demand.
Besides, this kid is her father's right-hand man and Ferdinand's confidant. That means he's good at all kinds of dirty work.
Do you know how many blackmailers I've met in my past life, rolling around in beggars' dens?
The initial request starts out very simple. It's not that great, but it's enough to make you think, "Should I just do it?"
And then ultimately, that's how you turn them into slaves.
So, from the moment of the first request, we have no choice but to deal with it with all our might.
“Corporal Marco.”
There is a fountain below.
Odette sat lightly on the railing, out of sight of him, and smiled. I looked at his face as if he were possessed by a Class C potato.
“There’s a secret that you don’t know. Shall I tell you?”
As Odette said that, she lightly tugged on the corporal's tie. The man's mouth fell open.
It seemed like he was expecting something on his own. She saw that he turned red and became a burning potato.
“Please tell me, lady.”
“Actually, I’m not that afraid of my father?”
“No way. Don’t act tough-”
“And there’s one more thing you don’t know, you little shit.”
"What?"
Potato's eyes widened at the sudden informality and swearing.
“I’m pretty good at acting. Especially my real-life acting is amazing.”
“What are you talking about all of a sudden-”
What are you talking about? You're screwed.
Odette took a deep breath and inhaled as much as she could,
“Gyaaaah! Don’t do that!”
The whole banquet hall shouted for him to leave.
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