The Tragedy of The Villainess

Chapter 197: Side story 9

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Fortunately, Lesche just finished all his work this morning. The rest were things that could be solved by the aides with the official seal.

‘No. there is one left. What Linon can’t do…’

He lifted his head.

Martha sighed with a pale face. Indeed, it was a shock to everyone. Abigail suddenly moved towards it.

“Martha.”

“Sir Abigail.”

“Before the wall was accidentally raised, the lady said something.”

“What…?”

“Don’t panic, go and have fun.”

“How did she get in a situation like this but to say something surprising…”

Even as she said that, Martha’s eyes reddened a little.

“Still, helping with the castle’s work is the way to pay tribute to the Grand Duchess.”

It was unknown how long it would take to lift the curse, for a week Martha and Joanna had been making winter duvets. They were all gifts to Seria. 

“I….”

Abigail frowned for a moment.

“…Sir Elliot will be on guard.”

She remembered what Seria said earlier. She said Alliot would cry if someone touched him. Abigail had no idea what Alliot had to do with Martha in that green manor. In the first place, Abigail had never been curious about anything other than Seria’s well-being, so it was only natural for her.

But now, the lady and her husband were suddenly imprisoned in the green manor.

In any case, the two owners were not contacted for a week, so the top-ranked employees were obliged to keep and manage the castle perfectly.

After the top-ranked employees returned to the castle, Linon approached Abigail.

“Sir Abigail. That… When did the Grand Duchess say such a thing?”

About Martha should go and have fun. Linon didn’t hear it.

Abigail glanced at Linnon and said.

“She didn’t.”

For a moment, Linon doubted his ears.

“Yes?”

“I just expected that the lady would want to say that.”

“…Yes?”

“If I didn’t say that, they’d be paralyzed. Who’s going to take care of the Lady in a week?”

“…..”

Linon was completely speechless and only blinked his eyes.

Abigail glanced at the opaque wall.

“Anyway, the Grand Duke is with her, she will be safe, wouldn’t it be a good thing to have fewer people who are unnecessarily depressed?”

“That… yes… yes…”

In any case, there was nothing wrong with Abigail’s words. Outside the magic wall, a temporary shelter was set up in the manor’s garden.

Whether the two bosses were locked inside or not, the aides had tasks to deal with on a day-to-day basis. Wizards had to sleep, and knights had to sleep too.

“It is fortunate that the weather is still mild.”

“I know. I don’t want to even think about it if it was winter.”

Linon sat down at an outdoor table, checked his papers, and did some sorting. After working for a while, he glanced at the wall.

Two figures right in front of the wall catch his eye.

Abigail and Alliot.

Alliot had a particularly complex face. It was understandable. It was the Grand Duchess who brought Martha out, and the Grand Duchess was trapped while dispelling the curse…

Wouldn’t their legs hurt if they stand like that for three hours?

The wind was breezy and the sun was warm, so wouldn’t it be better to take a break?

Linon took two simple chairs and approached the Knight Commander of Berg. He was going to tell him to sit down, but suddenly his eyes turned toward Abigail.

“….”

It was unknown what changed his mind, but Linon decided not to tell Alliot to sit down.

Linon left a chair next to Alliot and walked towards Abigail. 

“Sir Abigail. Shouldn’t you sit down and rest for a while? I brought a chair.”

Tuk. The sound of putting a chair on the floor rang out.

“It’s okay.”

But Abigail didn’t even look at him. In fact, Linon was accustomed to being ignored by Abigail, but this time, he wouldn’t let it go.

“Are you going to sit down?”

“I’m fine.”

“No… have you already forgotten what you said earlier? Are you going to stand like that all week? Are you planning to lie ill in front of the Grand Duchess when she comes out?”

After hearing all those questions, Abigail looked back. She had a surprisingly sullen expression on her face, her eyes turned to Linon’s face, and then went down and stared at his two legs.

Linon asked, confused.

“..What is it? Why are you looking at my legs?”

“Looking at it, I remember something you said a while ago.”

“What do you mean?”

Abigail rolled her eyes slightly.

“Mermaids have tails instead of legs. So, is a half-mermaid half-tailed?”

“….”

“You’re mixed so I wonder if your lower body is weak.”

“….”

“I was just curious.”

“…”

“It’s not a big deal, I was just curious.”

“….”

“I didn’t feel any pain in my legs even after standing for four days, but when I see you asking me if I’m going to lie down sick, it reminds me of that.”

“…!”

Abigail looked at Linon and tilted her head slightly to the side.

“Is it stale?”

Linon’s face, which was dazed, turned bright red as if it was about to explode. He squealed like a scream.

“Not stale!”

After a while.

“Why was the chief aide taken away?”

The other aide whispered in response to the assistant’s cautious question.

“Hey, you know Sir Abigail Orrien.”

“Yes. The Grand Duchess’s exclusive knight.”

“They said they (Abigail and Linon) had a running contest.”

“Suddenly?”

“Yes. Suddenly.”

“But the chief aide has weak stamina.”

“That’s what I mean. He hates running. He doesn’t even ride a horse.”

“What about Sir Abigail Orrien?”

“She’s sitting over there.”

“ah….”

Abigail was sitting in a chair, looking so innocent. And at a distance, Alliot was sitting on a similar chair as well.

Why did they sit so far apart and just stare at the wall? They couldn’t understand Linon either. If he had been transported to the Castle, he could rest comfortably. Why did he have to come here again? Now Linon was lying fainted in the barracks.

Abigail was staring at the wall soaring high into the sky. Until the sun went down she still did not move.

It looked like she was just going to sit there and sleep. The gossiping aides watched as Linon managed to get up and approach Abigail Orrien.

Linon, who seemed to be having a conversation with Abigail, made a strange expression and squatted down on the floor.

“Does he want to sleep there?” 

“No, why did he have to leave the barracks here…”

Of course, the chief aide’s travels were the best known to his subordinates. At the same time, Abigail Orrien was looking down at Linon, who seemed to have fallen asleep, half-passed with an uh-huh expression.

“What if the chief aide freezes to death?”

“Then all the work will be paralyzed…”

Eventually, the aides left the blankets with Alliot, who was sitting nearby. They didn’t dare to approach Abigail as they were afraid of her after seeing her throwing the wizards on the floor earlier.

Alliot suddenly ended up with a bunch of blankets. He hasn’t had much conversation with Abigail since the Beast Subjugation War. At that time, Abigail was really mad at him…. She bought a cheap sword from somewhere the other day and gave it to him. 

As he was looking down at the blankets a shadow fell over him.

“Sir Alliot.”

“…Oh, Sir Abigail…”

“You’re not going to use them all by yourself, are you? You can share it with the chief aide.”

“I was going to bring it to you…”

Alliot shut up. Because Abigail reached out as if asking for a blanket from him. Alliot got up from his chair.

Then he strode over and covered Linon, who must have passed out. It was the knight’s unavoidable attitude toward the sick to cover him thoroughly in the midst of it.

When he got up, Abigail was staring at him blankly. As always, it was very difficult for Alliot to read Abigail’s expression. She didn’t show much emotional change except when she was angry…

“Sleep with this on.”

“I don’t need it.”

“Are you rejecting it because I’m giving it to you?”

“It’s not even a winter night, so I don’t need a blanket, Sir Alliot. Didn’t you put the blanket on the chief aide directly because you didn’t want to touch me?”

“You think I have germaphobia like the chief aide…”

“Do you have germaphobia?”

Realizing the mistake, Alliot took a deep breath and turned his head.

Only the aides who had been watching their actions from afar looked bewildered. In the meantime, Linon, who was lying face down beside Abigail’s feet, caught their eyes.

Perhaps because of the composition, the atmosphere seemed a little strange. An aide who was watching inadvertently drew a triangle on the dirt floor and then erased it. (*love triangle 😂)

“The night air is really nice.”

“I know, right.”

A bonfire was burning in front of the aides who were suddenly brought here. Between summer and autumn, the weather was mild, just right, and the night air was soft and cool.

Unlike Linon, it was the first time the aides had even entered the laurel manor. The gardens of the manor, which had already been repaired and maintained with a considerable budget in the past, were comparable to nobility’s territory no matter where they looked.

In addition, chefs in the castle delivered delicious food for their hard work. In fact, the aides who always spent time in their office didn’t feel bad in this sudden situation.

To be honest, it was very good.

The aides looking up at the stars in the night sky naturally shifted their gaze to the wall. No matter how much they shouted, no answer came back. It was only after hearing that it was a magical wall of formula errors that even blocked the sound, Abigail let go of the wizards.

Still, the sky that spread out on the inside would be the same. That was fortunate.

“I don’t know if His Highness and the Grand Duchess are doing well.”