After parting ways with Victor, Odette headed to the Toilette Room first before returning to the banquet hall.
It was to check in advance if there were any tears in the clothes.
Fortunately, there were no gaps in the clothes.
'I was shocked to find out that I was a fake Purifier.'
In <Redemption>, if purification is like 'water', the will of the purifier is like a 'faucet'.
In this worldview, purification can only be achieved through the will of the Purifier, but in rare cases, when the Purifier breaks down, purification can leak out.
Typical cases include those who have just awakened after taking Night Glory, those who are sick and on the verge of death, or those who are so drunk that they cannot come to their senses.
But just now, she was drunk, and she was hugging an S-class transcendent being? And the one hugging her was Viktor, who had a good sense of humor.
If there had been a tear in the dress, it would have been noticed right away.
'And then my head would have been blown off.'
From Victor's point of view, there is no reason for him to hold back his murderous intent towards Odette.
'Even though I was drunk, I did something crazy. I need to be more careful in the future.'
There was still quite a bit of hatred left for the male leads. In Karl's case, she couldn't even tell how much was left.
If she gets caught being a fake purifier now-.
Odette shivered slightly.
'It's fortunate that it's not yet time for Damien and Paula to part ways.'
After confirming that it was soon time for her appointment with Damien, Odette left the toilette room.
“Young Lady Albrecht?”
Just then, one of the palace maids who was waiting at the door spoke to her.
“Countess Albrecht has sent word. There seems to have been quite a commotion at the banquet hall, so Young Lady and the maid should quickly return to the mansion.”
“Where is my mother now?”
“She is currently waiting in the reception hallway to meet Her Majesty the Empress. She has said that she will immediately take her carriage and return separately as soon as she has met Her Majesty the Empress.”
Odette nodded, took off one of her hair ornaments, and handed it to the maid.
“I have a favor to ask.”
The maid swallowed hard as she accepted the finest pearl Odette offered her.
“I’ll probably have my maid, Paula, in the background. She’s a blond girl. I’d like you to go out and tell her exactly what you just said.”
“Oh, of course. I will do whatever Young Lady says.”
“However, you must tell her that these are not my words, but those of Countess Albrecht.”
The palace maid looked briefly surprised at my words. But soon she lowered her head with a determined expression.
“Yes, please speak. ‘Countess Albrecht.’”
'I like that you're quick-witted.'
As she often worked in the palace and witnessed infighting, she seemed to understand the meaning of Odette's request.
Odette imitated her mother's speech.
“Odette has been with me the whole time, but Her Majesty the Empress has suddenly summoned me, so I think I must go back right now. I have brought Odette to the Toilette Room, so please return to the banquet hall quickly.”
The palace maids are useful because they quickly finish these tasks and never open their mouths.
Because they know a lot about fighting, and they know better than anyone that the more you open your mouth, the faster your neck will fall off.
“Yes. It seems there was a big commotion at the banquet hall, so as soon as you meet Odette, go back to the mansion, Paula-”
“...”
“You can just tell her that.”
As Odette said that and smiled brightly, the palace maid nodded and immediately turned around to head towards the rear garden.
And it seemed that this had been well communicated, for soon after Paula returned to the toilette room, without the slightest hint of suspicion.
Because on that flushed face, nothing but excitement could be read.
'It seems like you really liked Damien?'
At that moment, the Count's carriage arrived. The coachman was the same one who had been right next to Mother when they set out for the ball.
“Move some of the jewelry from my room to Mrs. Becker’s room.”
The same coachman who overheard her mother whispering instructions to her maid.
It was to check in advance if there were any tears in the clothes.
Fortunately, there were no gaps in the clothes.
'I was shocked to find out that I was a fake Purifier.'
In <Redemption>, if purification is like 'water', the will of the purifier is like a 'faucet'.
In this worldview, purification can only be achieved through the will of the Purifier, but in rare cases, when the Purifier breaks down, purification can leak out.
Typical cases include those who have just awakened after taking Night Glory, those who are sick and on the verge of death, or those who are so drunk that they cannot come to their senses.
But just now, she was drunk, and she was hugging an S-class transcendent being? And the one hugging her was Viktor, who had a good sense of humor.
If there had been a tear in the dress, it would have been noticed right away.
'And then my head would have been blown off.'
From Victor's point of view, there is no reason for him to hold back his murderous intent towards Odette.
'Even though I was drunk, I did something crazy. I need to be more careful in the future.'
There was still quite a bit of hatred left for the male leads. In Karl's case, she couldn't even tell how much was left.
If she gets caught being a fake purifier now-.
Odette shivered slightly.
'It's fortunate that it's not yet time for Damien and Paula to part ways.'
After confirming that it was soon time for her appointment with Damien, Odette left the toilette room.
“Young Lady Albrecht?”
Just then, one of the palace maids who was waiting at the door spoke to her.
“Countess Albrecht has sent word. There seems to have been quite a commotion at the banquet hall, so Young Lady and the maid should quickly return to the mansion.”
“Where is my mother now?”
“She is currently waiting in the reception hallway to meet Her Majesty the Empress. She has said that she will immediately take her carriage and return separately as soon as she has met Her Majesty the Empress.”
Odette nodded, took off one of her hair ornaments, and handed it to the maid.
“I have a favor to ask.”
The maid swallowed hard as she accepted the finest pearl Odette offered her.
“I’ll probably have my maid, Paula, in the background. She’s a blond girl. I’d like you to go out and tell her exactly what you just said.”
“Oh, of course. I will do whatever Young Lady says.”
“However, you must tell her that these are not my words, but those of Countess Albrecht.”
The palace maid looked briefly surprised at my words. But soon she lowered her head with a determined expression.
“Yes, please speak. ‘Countess Albrecht.’”
'I like that you're quick-witted.'
As she often worked in the palace and witnessed infighting, she seemed to understand the meaning of Odette's request.
Odette imitated her mother's speech.
“Odette has been with me the whole time, but Her Majesty the Empress has suddenly summoned me, so I think I must go back right now. I have brought Odette to the Toilette Room, so please return to the banquet hall quickly.”
“Yes, 'Ma'am'. After your maid has met with your daughter, may I ask her to return to the manor with you?”
Because they know a lot about fighting, and they know better than anyone that the more you open your mouth, the faster your neck will fall off.
“Yes. It seems there was a big commotion at the banquet hall, so as soon as you meet Odette, go back to the mansion, Paula-”
“...”
“You can just tell her that.”
As Odette said that and smiled brightly, the palace maid nodded and immediately turned around to head towards the rear garden.
And it seemed that this had been well communicated, for soon after Paula returned to the toilette room, without the slightest hint of suspicion.
Because on that flushed face, nothing but excitement could be read.
'It seems like you really liked Damien?'
At that moment, the Count's carriage arrived. The coachman was the same one who had been right next to Mother when they set out for the ball.
“Move some of the jewelry from my room to Mrs. Becker’s room.”
The same coachman who overheard her mother whispering instructions to her maid.
It seemed like the plan was going much better than she had expected.
Odette climbed onto the carriage with a smile on her face.
***
“You’re here, sir!”
As soon as the Count returned to the mansion and took off his coat, his servant reported to him the upsetting news.
The Countess went to the ball.
'This woman. How dare she go to the palace without my permission?'
But that wasn't the only thing to be angry about. It was reported that the Countess had imprisoned Mrs. Becker in the dungeon without permission.
“What the hell have you been doing while I was away?”
According to the servant, Mrs. Becker was in prison for stealing, but there is still no evidence.
'You dare to disgrace me in front of Vanessa? You're locking her up in the dungeon without any evidence. It just shows that you're from a humble background!'
The Count was furious at his wife for carelessly ransacking the house and throwing his lover into the dungeon.
“Father! I will go and get Odette. Mother is trying to get Odette married to another man, and she is going to the ball with her!”
Ferdinand rode off to the palace on horseback, his voice cracking. The Count, who would normally have held on, sent his son away.
'Vanessa, who was locked in the dungeon, may confess her relationship with me under the influence of evil.'
Even though he knew full well that the Countess would never introduce Odette to another man, he still thought it was a good thing that his son disappeared in the current situation.
“Call Mrs. Becker now!”
The Count cried out, more concerned about the well-being of Vanessa Becker, his mistress, than about whether she had been rambling on about their relationship over the past two weeks.
Mrs. Becker, who had the servant bring her, burst into tears as soon as she saw the Count.
“Count, huhuhu.”
“Vanessa.”
“How could Madam do this to me? I have done nothing wrong, so how could she frame me, who has devoted myself to you, as a thief...!”
Mrs. Becker was sure that Odette had taken care of the mess. She had even meticulously prepared the bracelet on her wrist, so she could cry so shamelessly and confidently.
'It's not hard to give them a little bit of personnel authority. Once we completely get out of this crisis, I'm definitely going to retaliate.'
And the Count was completely taken in by Mrs. Becker's acting.
“Vanessa, I wish I hadn’t left. I didn’t know that woman would treat you so badly.”
That's why he tried to appease Mrs. Becker with a stern face.
“But, Vanessa... You didn’t say anything useless to Sasha, did you?”
“Count!! What do you think of me?”
Mrs. Becker looked at the Count with an insulted look on her face.
“Do you think I’m an idiot like Sasha? I’m not even a government official... I can tell her that much! I didn’t say anything about our relationship!”
“...Vanessa.”
“And how can you ask such a thoughtless question to me after all my hardships?! Do you really love me!”
The Count tried to appease his lover as she began to speak for a long time.
“Yeah, yeah. That’s right, Vanessa. I was wrong. Of course, I believed you. You’ve worked hard. Don’t worry about Sasha, I’ll give her a good beating.”
Only after the Count had been coaxing her for some time did Mrs. Becker finally bring up her concerns.
“But even if I’m innocent, it’s Sasha’s right to replace the maid... What if Sasha uses her right to fire me?”
“Don’t worry about that. There’s a way to prevent even such trivial powers from being used.”
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