The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today-Chapter 93

Episode 93

Translator : Missme

Editor : Aru

Because of that, I couldn’t help but feel nervous inside, and fortunately, the Count’s ambition was only ambitious.

The count’s wife, who found out her husband’s intentions during dinner, immediately turned on the double heart and struck the count like fire.

The content was simple. The countess said that the count doesn’t know how to read the time and the atmosphere.

‘But it seems not just once or twice.’

The count’s wife pressed the count with a logic that the water kettle on the table is perfectly reasonable and right, as to where the person who came down from the far capital to save the suffering people because of the monster came first.

‘That’s it.’

In the end, the count, who was so scolded by his wife at the table, gave up his greed and became calm.

Given that there was no resistance, it was not like this happened once or twice.

I was secretly relieved. And I kept my inner closeness and favorability toward the Countess, whom I met for the first time, in my mind.

After a brief happening that made them nervous for a while, the subjugation team arrived late the next morning.

One thing I want to mention here is the reaction that the subjugation force showed when they arrived at the territory.

I thought of only two words when I saw them.

Hell and Heaven.

The subjugation force entering the southern territory was like a dead man forced to go to the underworld. And the moment they found Ash here, they hugged each other as if they had seen an angel, and they were thrilled and cheered. Some even shed tears.

It was a reaction that seemed to have been brought up to heaven in a moment from beyond hell.

I shut my mouth at the honest sight.

‘Chicks…!’

I can even hear peep peep peep sounds like real chicks were here. No, is this hallucination?

They all had sunken faces as if to show how hard they had to go all the way here. Some did not have sunken faces but at the same time, they seemed to have escaped after entering the coffin for a while.

Well, this is the assumption. Without Ash, it wouldn’t have been like subjugation and just voluntarily going straight to the limbs to give up their lives.

Since they’re lonely, they hold hands together.

‘In fact, strictly speaking, it’s self-profit, but… .’

In the first place, even if they did not have the proper skills and did not volunteer for the subjugation ahead of only motivation or greed, there would have been no such thing as being abandoned by Ash.

But even so, it was sad to see them happy that they lived together like that.

‘Yes, I saved your life.’

I secretly felt proud to see the subjugation force that seemed like a survival party in advance.

The subjugation began almost immediately after they arrived.

This is because the Territory Defense Force, which had previously been dealing with monsters, had just reached their limit and needed additional support.

Ash, who arrived the day before, said that the subjugation force, which had just set foot in the territory, was not given time to relieve the fatigue, but they did not seem to have any complaints.

Whatever it was, the relief and joy that came from Ash’s accompaniment seemed to be the greatest profit for them.

Anyway, after that, he led his chick friends, who made me feel sorry for no reason, then headed to the forest after simply preparing.

I stayed in the territory and saw Ash off.

It wasn’t that I didn’t think about following him for a while, but I quickly gave up.

It was too obvious that I would be a distraction there. It’s not an outing.

‘Anyway, I’m going to check the enchanted fabric at the end of the subjugation or after it.’

It’s not the right time to be as noisy as it is now.

Anyway, I better avoid the eyes of the people.

Later, when we’re free, I’ll go into the forest with Ash alone.

I thought so and tilted the teacup in the quiet mansion as the subjugation force started.

The Count and his wife prepared me a simple tea time, perhaps to keep me from being bored while waiting.

And the Count’s daughters, who are a week away from my age, got together at that tea time.

‘I guess this is a kind of customer treatment.’

It’s also okay if they didn’t do this though.

I put down the teacup after I tasted a sip. It was said to be a speciality of this territory, so its taste and aroma were excellent.

The woman, dressed in a purple dress sitting opposite, smiled softly and talked.

“Do you like tea?”

“Oh, yes. This tastes great.”

“That’s a relief then, Oh I’m sorry about yesterday. You didn’t show it but you were in trouble right?”

“Yesterday?”

“My father…….”

Ah, she’s talking about the Count’s burning ambition. Well, it has been solved peacefully(?).

“It’s okay, and that’s not something that needs an apology anyway.”

“Thank you for saying so, my father is, uhm, rather unusual……..”

“That’s right, that’s right.”

At that time, the count’s daughter on the right suddenly stepped in.

Seeming three or four years younger than me, sitting across my seat, she retorted and began to pour out her words.

“He’d always been like that. When a man of our age visits the territory, he never stays still. Do you know what it was like before? He grabbed some young man and a knight who came to ask for directions for a while because he was confused with his destination……”

‘Was there a lot of stuff like this?’

“Every time he does that, I feel so embarrassed and ashamed…..but if I ask him not to do that, he doesn’t listen to me every time. Sometimes he would be scolded by my mother and changed but then do it again…..No matter how old we are, we won’t die if we don’t get married right away…….”

‘That’s a lot.’

At first glance, I felt some anger at her voice that was getting more intense.

Finally, the Count’s daughter, who was sitting on the left, coughed in vain.

“Hey, stop it. That’s enough. Anyway, as you’ve heard, he’s that kind of person. I apologize for yesterday’s rudeness.”

“No, I’m really fine.”

I put my cup down and waved my empty-handed.

If the count had done something, he would have been caught by his wife before he could do anything, and she ended up giving him a lot of scolding.

I didn’t really need an apology.

‘And even if I acted, it’s weird for me to be upset or angry.’

I’m just Ash’s sister. In their eyes.

The daughter on the right, who looked at my expression, soon smiled and spoke to me.

“I’m glad you didn’t feel bad. Well, actually, I was rooting for my father yesterday, but…”

‘What?’

“Jenny.”

The name of the daughter on the right seems to be Jenny. She flinched when her name was called and immediately protested.

“Why? I’m just saying I did. Aren’t you like that?”

“You…”

“I don’t know what you felt at another time, but you would have expected it yesterday. I’m sure I’m right?”

The rebuttal to Jenny’s bold remarks did not come right back.

My heart was pounding. I picked up the teacup and drank it to hide the slight stiffness.

“Oh, Jenny.”

“What is it, eonni? Am I the only one who’s being honest? Is this how you do it?”

“Yes. Jenny, you’re not wrong. But what’s the use of that now?”

The woman in a purple dress, believed to be the oldest, calmly opened her mouth.

“Our intention wasn’t important anyway. It’s the same now, and just because you said you were excited or expected, does that change anything?”

“Who wants to change anything? I just said what was on my mind.”

So Jenny turned her head from her sisters and saw me. The pupils of her eyes glistened.

“Princess, I’m just wondering. What kind of woman does the Duke like?”

I thought the daughter in the purple dress would try to stop her sister. But there was no sign of that.

Rather, it seemed as if they, along with Jenny, were silently waiting for my mouth to open.

‘….…!’

What! You’re all really curious about that in one mind?

Jenny’s face staring at me was full of expectations that were not hidden at all.

It was a time of conflict. In this situation, I opened my mouth while thinking about what to say if I was Ash’s real sister.

“…… I don’t know. We don’t talk about that kind of thing.”

It’s true. Come to think of it, it was. I realized it while thinking about the answer. Ash has never told me anything like his woman’s preference.

‘I don’t know about Ash’s ideal type.’

“Really? What a shame……..”

“What a shame!? If you knew, what could you have done?”

“Hah! Then what about you, eonni. I’ve just seen your face look so disappointed.”

“What? Oh, when did I!”

I was lost in thought over the light-hearted sisters.

It is, it is. I don’t know a damn thing about Ash’s preference tastes.

Actually, I didn’t care much about it originally. This world is in a novel anyway, and I thought Ash’s role was just “obsessed with the heroine.” So whatever his ideal type is, he’s going to fall for the heroine anyway.

‘But not now!’

What do I do? I’m curious.

It made me wonder a lot about that, too. Honestly, I’d like to know more now than these people.

‘……can I ask?’

When? A little later, after a while?

It was when my head was filled with untimely worries. A bright voice called me.

“What’s your ideal type, princess?”

“What?”

“Do you have a fiance already?”

“Oh, my dear, there’s a degree of ignorance. If she had a fiance, the rumour would have spread all the way here.”

“Right, she’s not the other one, she’s the princess.”

I blinked as I felt unintentional fame.

I guess I’m quite the talk of the town.

By the way, the question suddenly came to me. I broached my words in agony.

“My ideal type is…”

Wait, come to think of it, I’ve never thought about my ideal type, have I?

“… nothing specific. I think it’d be nice if we were just in sync.”

I glossed over it. Fortunately, the reaction was fine.

“Well, of course. That’s a good question and answer. What’s so important about ideal type anyway”

“My ideal type is who I like.”

“That’s right, that’s right.”

Somehow I feel embarrassed by the desperate response. When I touched the empty teacup for no reason, the waiting-maid approached me and filled the cup with tea.

The subject of conversation naturally crossed over and over to the other topics.

As they spoke a few words, they gradually began to talk and chat, rather than at the beginning, as if we had felt a little intimate.

How much time has passed?

There was a commotion outside by the time the cold tea had been brewed several times.

“What is it?”

“I think the subjugation force is back.”

Already? Ah, look, the sun was already setting out the window. When did the time go like this?

“……Your Excellency, wait for a moment…….”

Then it seemed as if I could hear a faint voice and a limp of footsteps outside the door, followed by a burst of doors in the parlour room.