The Villainous Family is Against Independence

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An aristocratic man was looking at me with a face almost on the verge of crying.
If anyone saw it, they would think I hit him first.

 

No matter how angry he was at me for hitting him, the disposal talks from Jansi and Carlot were too much.

 

But I was sure they wouldn’t listen to me if I said to just let it slide.

 

‘Let’s first say a severe disposition, then correct it with an appropriate disposition.’

 

After such deep agony, I smiled and shouted, “Then, should I cut off your shoulder?”

 

“………….”

 

“………..”

 

The atmosphere was strange.
Not only my family, but even the man looked at me with contemplative faces.

 

‘What’s wrong? It would be better than using your power to bury him.’

 

Carlot hesitantly opened his mouth with a puzzled face. 

 

“Sister, really……? You don’t have to worry about cleaning up the mess….”

 

“Lili, you don’t have to get your hands dirty,” Jansi added with an awkward smile.

’

 

At that time, Duke Perdia, who had been watching the situation silently, said, “Bring me a sword.”

 

The aristocratic man who sat at the center of the disturbance with a white face, knelt so hard that it made a sound.

 

“Sa-save me!!Hyuk!”

 

This time, he was putting his hands earnestly together praying at me, not Carlot.

 

“I was wrong, lady.
I will never bump into the lady’s shoulder again or even step on your shadow, nor will I go within a one meter radius of your precious self.
So please, just my shoulders….!”

 

If I said now that I didn’t mean what I said the sobbing man would lose face.

 

I answered roughly with an arrogant look on my face like a Princess of Perdia.

 

“Yes, I don’t like cutting his shoulders because it’s annoying.
Blood will splatter everywhere.”

 

“I can keep it from splattering.”

 

“No, Father.
I don’t want to make a fuss.
Let’s just do the same.”

 

Fortunately, there was no one who objected to my clear solution method of return as much as I got.

 

“Behave yourself, dimwit.”

 

Pak-!

 

Thus, Carlot ended the agreement by bumping his shoulder.

 

When I entered the restaurant and sat down, I was already exhausted.

 

I sent back a man who was almost eliminated for bumping into my shoulder safely, so I got what I wanted, but why is my mind in more tatters?

 

‘I’ll never, never go out to eat again.’

 

I would get sick if anyone even talked about eating out again.

 

The seats we were guided to were reserved seats that seemed to be the most expensive in the restaurant.

 

The already arrived customers glanced at my family as we passed by.

 

It was understandable, since the closed-minded people from Perdia didn’t come out of the mansion very often.

 

Duke Perdia only went back and forth between the mansion and the Imperial castle, and so did Jansi.

 

The duchess was almost stuck in the greenhouse garden, obsessed with making poison, and Carlot, like a sword fool, lived on the training ground.

 

I wasn’t healthy either, so I was almost confined to the annex.  The other family members seemed familiar with that gaze, but I wasn’t.

 

The gazes that looked at the other family members were envious, but the gazes that looked at me were different.

 

‘I’m sure they’re complaining about the illegitimate child being presumptuous again.’

 

It was when I was eating amuse bouche, ignoring their gaze–

 

“Who is this?”

 

Someone trudged over to our table.

 

The man who fixed his monocle looked quite familiar.
Rodrigo Angellus.
In other words, it was the Duke of Angellus.

 

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Behind the duke was a man I had never seen before.

 

‘Is he a wizard?’

 

He was a man with a somewhat haggard and sullen face.
The man with long dark green hair tied down to one side, was wearing a dull robe.

 

However, there was no pattern anywhere on his garment to indicate that he belonged to a magic tower.

 

Maybe a free mage.
Most of them belong to the mage tower but I heard that there are occasionally wizards, who do not belong to a magic tower.

 

As I was observing the wizard, Duke Angellus greeted Duke Perdia with a friendly smile.

 

“I never expected to meet you in a place like this, Sylvester.
Nice to meet you.
It looks like you came to eat with your family.
Contrary to what it looks like, you’re very family-oriented, right?”

 

If someone else said that, it would be taken as a meaning of being really glad to see each other, but since the other person was Duke Angellus, it was unconditionally sarcastic.

 

‘This must mean something like ‘It’s funny that you’re doing something that’s not like you.’’

 

Naturally, Duke Perdia did not bat an eye.

 

“Yes.”

 

Duke Angellus’s eyebrows twitched at the short and insincere reply.

 

Then the duchess, who was sipping her wine, greeted him with a smile.

 

“Long time no see, Duke Angellus.
How is Dolcinia doing? I haven’t seen her face since the last time we met.
Please say hi to her for me.”

 

“My wife is not feeling well and is recuperating.
I will let her know.”

 

It was the duchess’s provocation to ask why she was not engaged in external activities, even though she knew the reason.

 

 Duke Angellus, who was like a snake, was not disturbed at all.

 

But the duchess was persistent.

 

“Oh, I cant believe Dolcinia is not feeling well.
Miss Dorothea doesn’t seem to be feeling well, either, does she? Mother and daughter are sick at the same time……I am worried that they might have contracted an infectious disease.”

 

The Duke of Angellus countered with his eyes wide open.

 

“It’s not a contagious disease.
Be careful with your words, Madam.”

 

 It was natural for the Duke of Angellus to jump up and down because if there was a rumor that they had an infectious disease, things would get so big that the imperial family would investigate them.

 

The duchess replied with a relaxed laugh, “Then we can meet at the Ishtar Temple meeting soon.”

 

“……that’s right.”

 

The battle between duke Angellus and the duchess was coming to an end.

 

‘The duchess wins again today.
I can’t believe you’d drag the mother and daughter out to an official event.’

 

It was the moment when I was full of admiration and inadvertently saw the wizard standing behind the duke.

 

For a moment, my eyes met with dark purple eyes.

 

And-

 

‘……what’s that?’

 

If I’m not mistaken, that wizard, why do I feel like he is avoiding my eyes?