V1C1 Part5

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Translator: iveyra | Editor: Ms. Sheep\n\n

It’s very quiet inside the inn. This was not the time when customers came to visit, but still this felt very suspicious, even if I accounted for that reason. Moreover… I don’t see the inn’s owner, or even any waiters. The feeling of something malicious spread.\n\n “Where’s the person you need to meet?”\n\n “On the second floor,” the Viscount said while leading the way. “Please follow me.”\n\n “Is it fine for me to join you?”\n\n Viscount Schwart smirked meaningfully again and nodded. “Of course. Ah, it will be a problem if Miss didn’t come.”\n\n Is it really related to the contract? If thats the case, then the mystery is starting to unfold. After I swept a glance at the bastard that followed in, I followed the Viscount upstairs. I hope that bastard Cain is involved too. Even if he is only involved in a really small matter, at least he will be expelled because of the matter related to Demon King.\n\n The room shown by the Viscount was a spacious bedroom. I glanced around the room and turned to the Viscount.\n\n “Seems like the person you want to meet hasn’t come.”\n\n There’s no one inside. I don’t want to be late to the funeral procession, when will the person come?\n\n The Viscount tried to hold in his laughter when he heard my question, but he failed and finally he laughed out. “That’s enough. You don’t have to pretend anymore.”\n\n What kind of nonsense is this asshole spouting?\n\n “I don’t understand what you mean.”\n\n Don’t save all the explanations for yourself, share them with me! The Viscount seemed offended hearing my words.\n\n “Surely you didn’t think everything would be fine after following me here willingly by yourself, right?”\n\n “Here..?”\n\n What’s wrong with this place? This is an inn …, ah…, it couldn’t be…\n\n I just come to the realization that I’m a woman, ughh…, I mean… that I look like a normal woman and the man before me is the asshole fiancé with a bad reputation, and also that the place where we are now is an inn that could neither be seen nor heard by other people. Oh, I see. I have heard of this kind of situation several times.\n\n “So your purpose is to defile me, is it?”\n\n The perpetrator was taken aback by my words.\n\n “Could it be that you really didn’t realize?”\n\n Well, it’s possible I didn’t know anything, you know? I had almost zero experience being courted by men with both good and bad intentions. This doesn’t mean that my experience is completely non-existent though. The main problem was all of them thought I was a man. Most of them stepped back as soon as I said I’m a woman.\n\n So this had no relation with the Demon King, right? Hah… I feel discouraged. I put down my parasol and steal a glance at that bastard Cain who stood by the door. I can make use of the parasol as weapon, but it would be broken after being used once. What a shame…\n\n “Both of you will come to me altogether?”\n\n I will be troubled facing that bastard at the same time, so I have to escape through the window. My question made the Viscount looked at Cain with a delighted expression.\n\n “That woman has given a nice suggestion. I have no objection though.”\n\n “I’m not interested. I’ll be waiting downstairs.”\n\n He answered without any change of expression and left the room. Seeing that he left and kindly closed the door tightly, made me feel as appreciative towards him as a flea’s booger. Many thanks, I will beat this rapist asshole wholeheartedly. \n\n “That’s too bad.”\n\n Viscount Schwart licked his lips while moving a step to my direction. I stared at his disgusting face that was still laughing, and sneakily clenched my fist.\n\n “All this time, you always ran way like a wild cat, but today you’re really well-behaved. Have you given up?”\n\n After hearing his cunning words, I felt sorry for the deceased Silla. In that household she had already suffered a lot, but she was still being chased by this filthy fiancé outside. I won’t pity him even for a bit, at least to console Silla.\n\n “Viscount Schwart.”\n\n “Hm? I don’t have any intention of backig down now that we’ve arrived here, so it’ll be better for yo–“\n\n “Keep your mouth shut!”\n

That bastard Cain must not come up here because of the screaming. I hit the Viscount’s epigastrium with a fist that had been strengthened by my holy power.\n\n WHAM!\n\n “Hnngghh!”\n\n If I hit right into any vital area, he won’t even be able to even let out a scream. Soon after he could only gasp for air and fell on the floor. I can silence my opponents by winding them if I hit their epigastrium. If they can’t even breath properly, how can they scream?\n\n “I don’t enjoy torturing others.”\n\n I passed by that asshole who rolled along the floor while gasping for air, to the bed. As I tore off the bed sheets to use them to tie him up and to stuff his mouth, that asshole started to adjust his breathing. I returned to him and gave a light kick to his epigastrium again.\n\n “Heuk!”\n\n “There’s revenge I need to avenge and also there’re some things I want to ask. Don’t worry! I won’t kill you.”\n\n Well, I can do nothing if I accidentally kill him though. As I said, I don’t like to torture others. Furthermore in the Church, there are other people in charge of that kind of thing, so I don’t need to do it myself. Let me warn you, they’re really ruthless.\n\n I dragged the Viscount from the floor and sat him on a chair. After I was done tying up his hands and legs, and also stuffing his mouth, I gave him some slaps on his cheek until he completely awoke from his half stupor.\n\n “Hmmph! Hmph!”\n\n “My dear Viscount Schwart.”\n\n I smiled softly.\n\n “You’ll die if you scream, you know? Before that bastard Cain can come up here, I will have escaped through the window after smashing your head, so you better give up on any ideas you have in your head! No one will believe that a weak girl would be able to kill a man without any weapons. Probably that bastard Cain will become a scapegoat. That’s why, I hope you can think wisely.”\n\n Every word I spoke is completely honest, especially the one I said about making that bastard downstairs into a scapegoat. After his eyes darted around, the Viscount reluctantly nodded his head. I took the bundle out of his mouth after making sure he understood my words.\n\n “Kheuk, what do y–?”\n\n “Ssstt!”\n\n I lifted my clenched fist to let him see.\n\n “I ask and you answer.”\n\n I gave him a friendly warning but the Viscount started to wriggle with a resentful expression on his face. \n\n “After what you have done, do you think you c–“\n\n “Tsk, seems like we still can’t have a nice talk.”\n\n I stuffed his mouth again.\n\n “It’s unlikely you’ll obediently spill the beans when you’ve just gotten hit twice, right? I think I’ve misjudged. I should have snapped your arms and legs one by one.”\n\n “Hmmphh!”\n\n “It’s okay…it’s okay… don’t worry! I won’t cut them. I don’t have a sword so I can only break your bones. It’s really nothing to be worried about, right?”\n

Well, I wouldn’t really have cut his legs or arms even if there was a sword here. Maybe it’ll be enough to cut about one to two fingers, but there would be too much blood spurting out if I cut his arms or legs. I have to avoid any possibility of getting my dress drenched in blood if I go to the funeral procession. Moreover, that’s my funeral, at least I need to mind my manners.\n\n “As I saw it, seems like you’re right-handed.”\n\n At first, I intended to be kind and aim for his left hand, but now I won’t show any mercy, so I hold his right hand. The Viscount kept struggling and shaking his head.\n\n “What the f*ck? You said before that you wouldn’t hold back anymore… well same here!”\n \n The real Silla must be helpless when facing this asshole. Well, she wouldn’t have obediently come along with him like I did in the first place though. I hold onto this rapist’s right hand tightly and twisted it to the opposite direction.\n \n “Erghhhhh!!!”\n \n “Now, it’s your leg’s turn.”\n \n “Emmh! Emmhhh!”\n \n “I don’t understand what you said. Talk properly you motherf***er!”\n\n Although he would only be burdening other people by using a stretcher when he walked later, I still have to break his leg, the right side too. For the leg part, I twisted his knee. After I finished, the Viscount’s face became red and a lot of cold sweat appeared. His bloodshot eyes showed extreme horror. Great. Now we can have a smooth conversation.\n\n “How about we start another conversation? This time I’ll crush your bones until they can’t recover if you blabber nonsense. If the bones are broken, then they can recover quickly, but if they’re smashed into pulp, well those would be hard to recover even if using holy magic.”\n\n Broken bones could be treated using bandage and could be healed faster by receiving treatment from holy magic, if he had lots of money. After considering those points, I think I was being too kind.\n\n I took away the bundle that had gotten wet from his saliva from his mouth. This time he’s only breathing heavily without saying anything. I appreciate it.\n\n “So, what’s your relationship with the Countess?”\n\n The Viscount swallowed his saliva and answered while stuttering, “S-she promised me a p-part of land i-if I ‘take care’ of y-you…”\n\n “And both of you made a deal? But, your way of talking is really brazen, isn’t it?”\n\n “Ah, I mean … Miss Epheria.”\n\n “Good. In short, both of you will only snatch my inheritance after you get married with me?”\n\n “… yes. But, Miss didn’t comply obediently to the plan… so the Countess asked me to sully Miss by force…”\n\n “That’s all?”\n\n “T-that’s all!”\n\n I couldn’t find any deceit on his despairing face. Of course it’s possible that he deceived me, but in reality he’s just planning to defile me. In the end, perhaps Viscount Schwart is only being used by the Countess?”\n\n “Do you know anything else about the Countess?”\n

“W-what kind of information?”\n\n “Anything.”\n\n “About that… I think Miss would probably know much more…”\n\n Ughh… did I just get useless information? What a shame. I clicked my tongue while picking up the parasol that was left on the floor.\n\n “I warn you. Don’t ever think to talk about today’s matter to anyone. No one would believe you that your hands and legs were broken by a woman without any weapon, that would only make your reputation plummet to the lowest. One more thing, you must cancel our engagement. Unless you want to get beaten to death on your first night.”\n\n By all means, I never intended to stay silent and be wedded to him. I would definitely bury him alive before the wedding ceremony.\n\n I stared at the Viscount who was nodding enthusiastically for a moment before walking to the window.\n\n In the past, I could have easily jumped down from the second floor, but now I think I need to be extremely careful. This body’s endurance is really low; one wrong move and my neck would probably be sprained.\n\n I opened the window widely and lifted up half of my skirt so that I could sit on the window sill. There’s a small alley without any sign of people outside the window. I concentrated my holy power into the whole of my legs before I jumped out.\n\n Ouch!\n

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