The monastery sends in the morning newspaper and a Bible verse to write every morning.
No one came to visit the Countess in the monastery, and her only contact with the world was through newspapers.
So the Countess naturally learned of the Count's affair. As soon as she heard the news, she was furious and wanted to leave the monastery right away, but there was no way to escape.
'I wish someone would just let me out.'
When she was desperately hoping for an impossible wish, Maleah came.
“Yes, how did you-”
“I bribed the apprentice priest to get in. I’ll open the door with the key, so come out quickly. If you don’t come out now, Madam, you’ll be trapped here forever. Hurry up!”
Throughout her stay in the convent, the Countess ground her teeth at Maleah.
It was because the sense of betrayal was too great. She had taken in a low-ranking maid as her close maid and had even given her a lot of jewels as gifts, showing her kindness.
'You don't even recognize your master and you're testifying in favor of that damn maid? How ungrateful!'
That's why, if she were to follow her pride, she didn't want to follow Maleah's suggestions.
“Madam! Come out and take your revenge on Mrs. Becker! Are you going to leave that maid alone?”
But the Countess fell for that. At least at that moment, she hated those guys more than Maleah.
Eventually, she climbed into the back of the cart that Maleah had prepared.
But her anger was still there, and as soon as she got into the carriage, the Countess slapped Maleah on the cheek.
“How dare you betray me? After all the good I have done for you!”
“I made a mistake, Ma’am. I just thought I had seen the earrings just before the ball, and I had to tell the truth. I didn’t know it would get this bad. I didn’t know Mrs. Becker was so wicked.”
Even after being slapped, Maleah knelt down before the Countess and apologized first.
“I really hope you don’t lose to Mrs. Becker. I’ll give this back to you as an apology. I don’t deserve it.”
The Countess is not the type to forgive easily once she has held a grudge.
However, when she saw Maleah, who was so sorry that she even shed tears while returning the pearl hair ornament she had given her, the Countess's heart also eased a little.
No, in fact, it was the terrible loneliness she felt throughout her time in the monastery that made the Countess generous.
Since being locked in the monastery, no one from below has come to visit her. It's been weeks since she's had someone to talk to.
It was because she was honestly happy that Maleah reached out to her at a time when she was frustrated that she might live like this forever in isolation.
“Yes, Maleah. I forgive you. But for now, we have to deal with Mrs. Becker first.”
The place they arrived at by wagon was the port of Odenwald. And now, they were waiting for the Count's return.
Soon a familiar sailing ship docked in the harbor, and a man got off the ship first.
“Ulriiiiiiiich!”
The Countess's scream echoed through the harbor. The Count, who was quietly getting off the ship, was shocked when he saw the Countess's appearance.
“Sa, Sasha? You, you why! Why are you here? How did you get out of the monastery?”
The Count was startled when he saw the Countess running towards him as if she was going to attack him at any moment, and he started hurling verbal abuse at her.
“You dare disobey my orders and leave the monastery without permission? Have you forgotten that I warned you that I will watch you reflect for a month? Since you disobeyed my warning, you will be locked up in the monastery forever! Do you think that’s all? Even that maid you cherished-”
But the Count could not continue speaking.
'You've finally realized, haven't you? That I didn't come alone?'
This was because reporters appeared in droves behind the Countess.
“...How come the reporters are here?”
The air of just now was gone, and he was now just muttering in a dull voice.
The Countess snorted. Her words must have implied, 'I came here secretly to avoid the reporters.'
“I called. Why? Ulrich, you son of a bitch.”
Maleah had advised the Countess in advance that, to properly teach the two an example, she should call together the capital's journalists.
The Countess first visited each of the capital's newspaper offices, informing them that the Count was coming to the Odenwald port that afternoon.
Of course, that information was also provided by Maleah.
“Count! What do you think of the nickname ‘Count of Invisibility’?”
“You just said, ‘I’m going to throw you in a monastery.’ Are you admitting that your wife wasn’t crazy and sent her to the monastery?”
“The Countess even visited the newspaper office to reveal her feelings! I’m curious about the Count’s feelings too! And of course, the feelings of your lover too!”
The Count kept his mouth shut.
It was only a few days ago that a secret meeting photo was taken in a foreign garden. The trauma of that incident still lingers, and now he has to face the reporters again.
As the Count froze, the reporters took advantage of the gap and surrounded the most talked-about person of the year.
Meanwhile, the Countess had her sights set on her target.
“You dirty thieving cat! How dare you touch someone else’s property?!”
She said this while grabbing Mrs. Becker's hair as she came down secretly.
“Ahhh! Why are you doing this! Ma’am! Why are you doing this? Ouch!”
“I knew this would happen. Little by little, I knew you’d steal more than just jewels!”
The power of the evil-possessed Countess was tremendous.
“Why, why are you like this! Let go of it, let go of it! Calm down!”
The count did not even look at Mrs. Becker, let alone save his lover. He seemed to be overwhelmed just by swallowing the humiliation in front of the reporters.
Ferdinand, who was preparing to disembark, clicked his tongue and decided to stay on the ship for a while.
“Oh, really. What the heck is that? It’s really disgusting...”
As a D-class Transcendent, it would have been easy for him to save his father among the reporters, but he didn't feel it was worth it.
It was because the reporters' voices had only just begun to make him realize why the Count was so eager to get out of Athena Island.
'You're saying that you're the one who did the dirty work, and you're getting angry at me for it?'
The Count suddenly came to him at dawn and forcibly woke up Ferdinand, who was sleeping soundly. He had only said that he wanted to stay on the island of Athena longer, but he started screaming and hitting his head with a bottle of wine.
'And you're even sticking with your mother's maid? It's pathetic, but there's a limit to it... Sigh, even if you have a government, shouldn't you at least maintain a minimum level of respect?'
He thought only the Countess, who was of common birth, was vulgar. He shook his head.
Ferdinand had already been subjected to media abuse, with reporters calling him a "scumbag."
Knowing how persistent the reporters were, he didn't want to get involved and embarrass himself along with them.
“We’ll come down later, Odette.”
“Yes, brother.”
So Ferdinand willingly ignored his father and took care of only Odette.
The Countess had managed to grab hold of her maid's hair perfectly in the meantime.
“Don’t you have the slightest manners? You shouldn’t be a Countess without manners!”
It was the moment when Mrs. Becker waved her hands in defense.
“You, what’s that in your hand? What is that?”
The Countess's voice became even clearer.
“What’s that on your ring finger? Why are you wearing my wedding ring? I lost it more than five years ago, why do you have it?”
The moment she saw the ring, the Countess's eyes completely turned upside down. The strength of the grip was such that no sane person could possibly overcome it.
Mrs. Becker, her head held, swayed helplessly.
“You stole my jewelry, my dress! You even stole my husband! You treated me like a crazy woman?”
The Countess grabbed Mrs. Becker by the hair and pushed her towards the dock.
Mrs. Becker was suddenly pushed precariously to the edge of the dock. One misstep and she would have fallen into the sea.
“Oh, no! The sea water is cold! Don’t fall in!”
“You stole everything from other people, so why should I care about your own body? Die! Just drown yourself in the sea!”
It was the moment when the Countess was about to push Mrs. Becker into the sea.
Mrs. Becker screamed in a shrill voice.
“Ahhhh! Someone, save me! I’m pregnant!”
At those words, the Countess's hand stopped.
“What, what did you say?”
It wasn't just the Countess who stopped moving. The Count, surrounded by reporters, all the reporters gathered at the port. Even Ferdinand and Odette looked down from the railing on the ship.
Because everyone, without exception, turned their heads toward Mrs. Becker.
No one came to visit the Countess in the monastery, and her only contact with the world was through newspapers.
So the Countess naturally learned of the Count's affair. As soon as she heard the news, she was furious and wanted to leave the monastery right away, but there was no way to escape.
'I wish someone would just let me out.'
When she was desperately hoping for an impossible wish, Maleah came.
“Yes, how did you-”
“I bribed the apprentice priest to get in. I’ll open the door with the key, so come out quickly. If you don’t come out now, Madam, you’ll be trapped here forever. Hurry up!”
Throughout her stay in the convent, the Countess ground her teeth at Maleah.
It was because the sense of betrayal was too great. She had taken in a low-ranking maid as her close maid and had even given her a lot of jewels as gifts, showing her kindness.
'You don't even recognize your master and you're testifying in favor of that damn maid? How ungrateful!'
That's why, if she were to follow her pride, she didn't want to follow Maleah's suggestions.
“Madam! Come out and take your revenge on Mrs. Becker! Are you going to leave that maid alone?”
But the Countess fell for that. At least at that moment, she hated those guys more than Maleah.
Eventually, she climbed into the back of the cart that Maleah had prepared.
But her anger was still there, and as soon as she got into the carriage, the Countess slapped Maleah on the cheek.
“How dare you betray me? After all the good I have done for you!”
“I made a mistake, Ma’am. I just thought I had seen the earrings just before the ball, and I had to tell the truth. I didn’t know it would get this bad. I didn’t know Mrs. Becker was so wicked.”
Even after being slapped, Maleah knelt down before the Countess and apologized first.
“I really hope you don’t lose to Mrs. Becker. I’ll give this back to you as an apology. I don’t deserve it.”
The Countess is not the type to forgive easily once she has held a grudge.
However, when she saw Maleah, who was so sorry that she even shed tears while returning the pearl hair ornament she had given her, the Countess's heart also eased a little.
No, in fact, it was the terrible loneliness she felt throughout her time in the monastery that made the Countess generous.
Since being locked in the monastery, no one from below has come to visit her. It's been weeks since she's had someone to talk to.
It was because she was honestly happy that Maleah reached out to her at a time when she was frustrated that she might live like this forever in isolation.
“Yes, Maleah. I forgive you. But for now, we have to deal with Mrs. Becker first.”
The place they arrived at by wagon was the port of Odenwald. And now, they were waiting for the Count's return.
Soon a familiar sailing ship docked in the harbor, and a man got off the ship first.
“Ulriiiiiiiich!”
The Countess's scream echoed through the harbor. The Count, who was quietly getting off the ship, was shocked when he saw the Countess's appearance.
“Sa, Sasha? You, you why! Why are you here? How did you get out of the monastery?”
The Count was startled when he saw the Countess running towards him as if she was going to attack him at any moment, and he started hurling verbal abuse at her.
“You dare disobey my orders and leave the monastery without permission? Have you forgotten that I warned you that I will watch you reflect for a month? Since you disobeyed my warning, you will be locked up in the monastery forever! Do you think that’s all? Even that maid you cherished-”
But the Count could not continue speaking.
'You've finally realized, haven't you? That I didn't come alone?'
This was because reporters appeared in droves behind the Countess.
“...How come the reporters are here?”
The air of just now was gone, and he was now just muttering in a dull voice.
The Countess snorted. Her words must have implied, 'I came here secretly to avoid the reporters.'
“I called. Why? Ulrich, you son of a bitch.”
Maleah had advised the Countess in advance that, to properly teach the two an example, she should call together the capital's journalists.
The Countess first visited each of the capital's newspaper offices, informing them that the Count was coming to the Odenwald port that afternoon.
Of course, that information was also provided by Maleah.
“Count! What do you think of the nickname ‘Count of Invisibility’?”
“You just said, ‘I’m going to throw you in a monastery.’ Are you admitting that your wife wasn’t crazy and sent her to the monastery?”
“The Countess even visited the newspaper office to reveal her feelings! I’m curious about the Count’s feelings too! And of course, the feelings of your lover too!”
The Count kept his mouth shut.
It was only a few days ago that a secret meeting photo was taken in a foreign garden. The trauma of that incident still lingers, and now he has to face the reporters again.
As the Count froze, the reporters took advantage of the gap and surrounded the most talked-about person of the year.
Meanwhile, the Countess had her sights set on her target.
“You dirty thieving cat! How dare you touch someone else’s property?!”
She said this while grabbing Mrs. Becker's hair as she came down secretly.
“Ahhh! Why are you doing this! Ma’am! Why are you doing this? Ouch!”
“I knew this would happen. Little by little, I knew you’d steal more than just jewels!”
The power of the evil-possessed Countess was tremendous.
“Why, why are you like this! Let go of it, let go of it! Calm down!”
The count did not even look at Mrs. Becker, let alone save his lover. He seemed to be overwhelmed just by swallowing the humiliation in front of the reporters.
***
Ferdinand, who was preparing to disembark, clicked his tongue and decided to stay on the ship for a while.
“Oh, really. What the heck is that? It’s really disgusting...”
As a D-class Transcendent, it would have been easy for him to save his father among the reporters, but he didn't feel it was worth it.
It was because the reporters' voices had only just begun to make him realize why the Count was so eager to get out of Athena Island.
'You're saying that you're the one who did the dirty work, and you're getting angry at me for it?'
The Count suddenly came to him at dawn and forcibly woke up Ferdinand, who was sleeping soundly. He had only said that he wanted to stay on the island of Athena longer, but he started screaming and hitting his head with a bottle of wine.
'And you're even sticking with your mother's maid? It's pathetic, but there's a limit to it... Sigh, even if you have a government, shouldn't you at least maintain a minimum level of respect?'
He thought only the Countess, who was of common birth, was vulgar. He shook his head.
Ferdinand had already been subjected to media abuse, with reporters calling him a "scumbag."
Knowing how persistent the reporters were, he didn't want to get involved and embarrass himself along with them.
“We’ll come down later, Odette.”
“Yes, brother.”
So Ferdinand willingly ignored his father and took care of only Odette.
***
The Countess had managed to grab hold of her maid's hair perfectly in the meantime.
“Don’t you have the slightest manners? You shouldn’t be a Countess without manners!”
It was the moment when Mrs. Becker waved her hands in defense.
“You, what’s that in your hand? What is that?”
The Countess's voice became even clearer.
“What’s that on your ring finger? Why are you wearing my wedding ring? I lost it more than five years ago, why do you have it?”
The moment she saw the ring, the Countess's eyes completely turned upside down. The strength of the grip was such that no sane person could possibly overcome it.
Mrs. Becker, her head held, swayed helplessly.
“You stole my jewelry, my dress! You even stole my husband! You treated me like a crazy woman?”
The Countess grabbed Mrs. Becker by the hair and pushed her towards the dock.
Mrs. Becker was suddenly pushed precariously to the edge of the dock. One misstep and she would have fallen into the sea.
“Oh, no! The sea water is cold! Don’t fall in!”
“You stole everything from other people, so why should I care about your own body? Die! Just drown yourself in the sea!”
It was the moment when the Countess was about to push Mrs. Becker into the sea.
Mrs. Becker screamed in a shrill voice.
“Ahhhh! Someone, save me! I’m pregnant!”
At those words, the Countess's hand stopped.
“What, what did you say?”
It wasn't just the Countess who stopped moving. The Count, surrounded by reporters, all the reporters gathered at the port. Even Ferdinand and Odette looked down from the railing on the ship.
Because everyone, without exception, turned their heads toward Mrs. Becker.
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