Published at 23rd of August 2022 10:11:04 AM

I couldnt. Damn it.

Let me down!

No.

Let me down!!

Urgh, I couldnt believe Im being treated like Im nothing.

Its already my fourth defeat.

I came in high spirits, but it seemed like it only took three seconds to subdue me.

I glared at Dietrichs indifferent face who didnt even seem happy about the victory and made an unhappy expression.

I didnt want to say the cliche lines that cheap villains say every time they lose.

You wont get away with this!

....Get away with what.

I was now able to manipulate Eredias ability quite freely, but because Ive only been practicing on my own the swordsmanship skills that Ive learned from Liatris, it was all futile.

Is it impossible no matter how much effort I do?

Was this what you call the difference in talent?!

I guess he didnt get the nickname as the worlds strongest villain for nothing.

The branches of the purification trees originally moved according to my will, but it was useless since they were tied tightly by the shadows.

Hanging from the column of the tree, I wiggled my feet and felt discouraged.

Dietrich stretched out his hand as if feeling weak-hearted at seeing my downcast appearance.

If you swear to give up now, I will let you down.

Dont want to! Giving up (sounds like heads and vice versa) is only something we use when counting kimchi!

Whats kimchi?

You didnt even know what kimchi was! You ignorant villain!

I kicked the tree trunk with my foot, recalling the food from my previous life which he didnt even know.

Stop moving.

Dietrich, who had approached me as I kept stamping my feet in the air, quickly grabbed my skirt. I snorted at his attentive consideration in the midst of this.

So what if it shows a little.

It was a skirt with a wide breadth so it was easy for it to flutter, but because of the namesake that were a Grand Duchy, I wore two layers of underskirts plus underpants.

I have a lot of work to catch up on because of you.

If you think it was natural to easily open the door to his office and request for a duel, then, of course, it was. At first, he pretended to be dealing with me on equal footing this was even more miserable but seeing as he now suppresses me from the start, he must be really busy.

If you allow me to go to Mount Limeria then I wont bother you anymore.

I already said no.

Then I wont stop.

Lets see how persistently I could annoy you. I made a firm determination and clenched my fist at him who frowned below me. He glanced at my little fist and then moved away.

Where are you going?!

Is he really not going to release me?!

I was flustered and panicked but the shadow slowly disappeared. I alternately looked at the shadow that settled me safely down on the soft grass and Dietrichs back which had moved farther away at some point.

At any rate, hes always thorough.

I buried my face in between my knees and darkness came to me in the middle of the day.

I cant sneak out at night either.

Oslo kept following me during the day, and there was a guard put up outside my door at night so there was no good way to get out.

Princess, let us return to the castle now. There is also a lot of work to be done as a secretary.

....Traitor.

I gritted my teeth and glared at Oslo who extended his hand for me to grab.

I cant believe youre on Dietrichs side!

No matter that Dietrich was the head of the house, I thought that Oslo and I had built up a bond.

What do you mean traitor? I am His Graces knight from the start.

Hmph.

So why are you being stubborn in going to a dangerous sanctuary in the first place?

He scolded me off and scratched his rough beard. I raised my voice quite high.

Because I need the relics!

Will it not do it if you just send someone?

Arent all faceless knights able to use the power of shadows to some extent?

Then that means I didnt have anyone to send in my place. Additionally, it wasnt an issue that could be carried out without proper precautions so as not to attract the interest of outsiders.

I dont have a choice.

I hardened my expression in determination and dusted off my hands. I tried to persuade him logically, but there was no way since he never thought to listen to me.

Dont resent me for this, Dietrich.

I had finally decided to carry out the plan I had left as the last course of action.

Marilyn, is this really how you bake it?

Oh my goodness! Whats wrong with the shape?

Marilyn tilted her head in astonishment when I served the steaming hot cookies in a tray fresh out of the oven.

Its a little bumpy here and there but is it that shocking?

The cookies, which rose up instead of inflating neatly, boasted a visual that could only be eaten in hell at first glance, but the smell was savory and stimulated the salivary glands.

Are you sure you only put the ingredients I gave you?

Huh? Uh yeah. Of course.

At Marilyns question, I nodded my head firmly, hiding behind my back the bag containing the white powder I secretly put in the cookie dough.

Thats strange. I must have taken the wrong measurements. I apologize, Princess.

Theres no need for you to apologize.

I wondered if it was that bad. Anyway, it would just disappear in the mouth so the shape wasnt important.

No. If its tasty then thats good enough.

If the shape is this weird then the dough must have been proportioned wrong. It wouldnt taste good.

Dont touch it!

I stepped forward, startled by Marilyns act of reaching out as if to taste the cookies.

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I was just trying to take a look.

She caressed the back of her hand in embarrassment and put on a hurt smile.

Im sorry.

I wanted to present it in a way she liked but the owner of the cookies was someone else.

Im going to give it to Dietrich, you see.

It was unacceptable for that cookies to enter anyones mouth other than his.

Otherwise, all my plans will be exposed.

Marilyn was now a well-established head maid in Lagrange. It would be chaos if she ate my cookies and collapsed.

Didnt I already tell you I was going to bake cookies for His Grace early in the morning?

Princess, if you had given me your words I would have helped you anytime.

Marilyn smiled delightedly and patted my head.

No, it wasnt that difficult.

I put all the cookies on a plate so she wouldn't look at them, and then I left the kitchen. The smell of fragrant cookies permeates languidly in the hallway.

Oh, thats a delicious smell.

Oslos eyes sparkled as he followed me closely. Maybe its because of his large frame, but Oslo always had snacks on him. I smiled broadly and offered him a cookie.

Sir, why dont you eat one?

Will that be all right?

Of course.

But you didnt give one to Marilyn earlier.

Oslo asked with his eyes going round at the plate I pushed in front of his nose.

If I tell you to eat then just it, no doubts.

I lowered my voice and cutely whispered.

Im only giving it to you, Sir.

Really?

Yes. Its a secret, okay?

Anyway, I had to get rid of Oslo, who always followed me like a shadow.

If you eat here, there will be crumbs so go to the drawing-room and eat there.

I put a bunch of cookies on parchment paper and gave them to him.

Although the shape was a little bit pompous, the sweet smell was quite appetizing so he smacked his lips together.

But its His Graces order for me to guard your side, Princess.

Im about to enter his office right now, though?

Aha.

Persuaded by my calm words, Oslo nodded his head foolishly. I added some words to drive the wedge.

Theres also a chocolate drink in the drawing-room which you said was amazing the other day.

Then, I will see you later.

In fact, although he had been entrusted to become my surveillance in the name of being my escort, there was absolutely no risk that he would go out of the castle.

Oslo, who had let his guard down, stepped out of the hallway with light steps. Grinning, I watched as he turned into a dot and disappeared. Then, I immediately knocked on Dietrichs office door.

Knock, knock.

Enter.

Brother~.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise at the unfamiliar designation.

What?

Oh, he didnt like that.

Since I was young, it was a word that never came out of my lips because of the heat that would creep up my face for some reason. I snorted, trying my best to ignore his sour reaction.

What are you doing?

Work.

His reply was more brusque than usual. It didnt particularly show on his face, but I could guess he was quite embarrassed.

All right. Im going to take his soul like this.

Arent you tired? You should take a break.

Whats the matter?

Matter? Im just worried about you, thats all.

I placed the tray filled with cookies on Dietrichs desk and smiled broadly.

He narrowed his eyes as if trying to read my intentions.

You know, I made this.

....Leave it and go.

Youre not going to eat it now? But I want to see you eat it.

I pouted my lips as if feeling upset and tilted my head to the side.

He was tolerant to most poisons, but the powder I put in the cookies was not poison, so its fine.

Its not well-known that the root of a valerian is effective as a sleeping pill.

I only knew this information as well after going in and out of Josefs lab.

Since it wasnt poison but a simple sleeping pill, it wouldnt have been of any use in Lagrange, so Dietrich wouldnt have taken them either.

I smiled broadly as I watched him eat without leaving a single cookie.

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