The Villainous Noblewoman Is About to Be Forced into Love, Isn't This Wrong?-Chapter 6: A Performance-Filled Young Lady

Fortunately, Nabet had previously given Loco one clear directive: prioritize her own safety. If Liana issued any unreasonable orders, Loco had the right to refuse. Should Liana attempt to resort to force, she could leave at any time.

"Loco, wait for me outside for a moment. I’ll be out soon," Liana said.

"Ah? Oh... alright," Loco replied, a bit surprised by Liana’s words. It wasn’t like her to act considerate, though it was just a fleeting surprise.

Taking a deep breath, Liana prepared herself. After last night’s events, she knew she had to provide a reasonable explanation; otherwise, things would become troublesome.

She pushed open the door and entered, where she was greeted by a woman with fiery red hair. Her skin was well-maintained, giving her the appearance of someone barely in their twenties.

"Countess Ruth," Liana greeted.

The title was something the woman insisted on, clearly savoring the satisfaction her position brought.

"Liana," Ruth replied, her tone carrying a hint of displeasure.

"What’s the matter, Countess Ruth?"

"Why did you reject Kalen?" Ruth demanded.

It wasn’t just the rejection that bothered her—it was that Liana had publicly humiliated Kalen, damaging his reputation. That was what Ruth found intolerable.

In the original story, Liana had been highly obedient to Ruth’s words. With her parents absent from the Venus household for five years, Ruth had spent that time psychologically manipulating her. She repeatedly told Liana that her parents were dead, that they had abandoned her, and that only Ruth cared for her and acted in her best interest. As a result, Liana rarely resisted Ruth’s commands.

Liana knew Ruth’s feelings for Kalen. There was no way she could badmouth him outright, as that would only raise suspicions. But praising him? That wasn’t an option either. She was Liana, after all.

"No particular reason," Liana replied with a smirk. "I simply don’t like him. Besides, I’ve realized I prefer women. Especially when they make those sounds—it gives me a thrill I can’t quite describe."

"And honestly, I’m not ready to be tied down yet. I still want to enjoy myself," she added arrogantly, showing no regard for Kalen.

"Liana! You’ve gone too far this time!" Ruth’s voice rose, her anger evident.

"Countess Ruth?" Liana feigned a startled expression, her voice trembling as though frightened. "I... I’m sorry... Did I do something wrong?"

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Liana hadn’t done anything wrong. In fact, she had executed her plan flawlessly. Her comment about liking women wasn’t the issue—it was the context. By framing it the way she did, Liana had subtly spread the idea that she was a sadistic deviant who delighted in tormenting beautiful women. Her reputation would take yet another hit, just as Ruth wanted.

What angered Ruth, however, was the public humiliation of Kalen, which had tarnished his image.

"My apologies," Ruth said, her tone softening. "I was too hasty and failed to consider your feelings."

Rising from her seat, she approached Liana and reached out to embrace her.

"If you don’t like him, then so be it. I’ll handle Kalen’s side of things. Since you prefer women, shall I help you find someone suitable?" Ruth asked, feigning concern.

"There’s no need for now, Countess Ruth. I’ve already found someone rather interesting. Her reactions are adorable, and I quite like her," Liana replied, her tone as if she’d discovered a fascinating new toy.

"Is that so? When you tire of her, just let me know, and I’ll take care of it. If you want someone new, I’ll help you find them. We’ve both lost our loved ones, so I’ll protect you. Don’t worry. Whatever you desire, I’ll do my best to provide it," Ruth said, tightening her embrace.

"I know. Countess Ruth has always been the one who treats me the best," Liana said, burying her face in Ruth’s arms.

"Of course. By the way, I’ve been working on a way to restore your ability to use magic," Ruth said as she released Liana and pulled a small vial from her pocket.

"This is your medication for the month. Just take it as instructed, like before. Soon enough, you’ll be able to use magic again," Ruth said.

"Thank you! I understand!" Liana replied, holding the vial as if it were a priceless treasure.

Ruth’s lips curved into a subtle smile. Yes, this was how things should be—obedient and docile.

*****

"Phew." Liana exhaled deeply as she stepped out of Ruth’s room. She had braced herself for a severe scolding but had managed to avoid it.

She couldn’t deny Ruth’s manipulative prowess. Five years ago, when Liana’s parents suddenly vanished, Ruth had taken full advantage of the situation. Two years after their disappearance, she began planting the idea that her parents were dead and had abandoned her.

At first, Liana hadn’t believed it. But after a year, she had reluctantly accepted it. From there, Ruth’s temptations led her down a path of moral decline.

For now, Liana had successfully stabilized Ruth’s perception of her. There shouldn’t be any major issues in the immediate future.

More importantly, Liana looked down at the vial in her hand and the single strand of red hair wrapped around it.

This was the very drug that prevented her from using magic. If she could analyze and create an antidote, she might finally regain her abilities.

"Your Highness," came Loco’s voice as Liana stepped outside.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Liana said, looking at the maid standing diligently by the wall.

Even without her master nearby, Loco maintained perfect posture and unwavering composure, embodying the elegance expected of a maid.

"Not at all. Waiting for my master is a maid’s duty. Have you finished your business, Your Highness?" Loco asked.

"Yes, it’s all taken care of," Liana replied, her mood seemingly improved after resolving the matter.

In Loco’s eyes, though, things weren’t so simple. Liana in such a good mood? It could only mean she had found a new target to torment.

Unaware of Loco’s thoughts, Liana’s mind wandered to how she could relax. Maybe she could find something delicious to eat... though the memory of Nabet’s cooking quickly killed that idea.

Perhaps it was time to explore magic instead. After all, she’d never had the chance to witness it firsthand.

Turning to Loco, she asked, "Loco, do you know how to use magic?"

"I can use some basic spells," Loco replied, her unease growing.

Could it be... Was she going to be the next target of Liana’s torment?