Reincarnation of The Villainess: She Has The Duke's Baby!-Chapter 172: #-The Death Of Marquess Lysander

Marquess Lysander did not lie.

Since the beginning, this man has always admired and loved Arabella Emerald or who is now known as Duchess Askary, Mother of Penelope Askary. The Marquess has used various methods to win Arabella’s heart and love. But, the woman still wouldn’t look at him. The woman was indeed kind to him but Marquess Lysander knew that Arabella’s kindness was only kindness to her friend. The only man who succeeded in stealing that woman’s heart and love was Duke Askary.

Of course, Marquess Lysander did not accept this. He was no less handsome than Duke Askary. His wealth is also comparable to Duke Askary, although not as much as that man. Because of this, the Marquess was sure he could win Arabella’s love. However, his dream did not come true.

"Arabella, what don’t you like about me?" asked the Marquess at that time in a frustrated tone. "I am handsome! I have wealth too, Arabella! Do I have any other shortcomings so you didn’t choose me? At least, give me a chance to prove that I really love you!"

However, Arabella just smiled and shook her head.

"You do have it all. You will also become a Marquess to replace your Father’s position. But, I don’t love you. In my heart, there is only one name and that is Duke Askary. Forgive me." Arabella smiled even more and looked down at her stomach. She rubbed her stomach. "And, I’m pregnant with Duke Askary’s child. We will get married soon. So, please forget about me. We can just be friends."

Since then, Marquess Lysander has always hated Duke Askary. For the Marquess, Duke Askary had taken everything he wanted, including the love of the woman he couldn’t have. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Don’t talk nonsense, Marquess Lysander," growled Penelope Askary. The words spoken in a cold tone made the Marquess focus again on the woman in the black dress in front of him. The Penelope Askary currently standing in front of him was very different. Marquess Lysander could see and feel the power of darkness, a black magic, surrounding the Duchess. "I am the biological daughter of Duke Askary! Are you blind? My hair color is the same as Duke Askary’s and my eye color is the same as Duchess Askary’s!"

The Marquess laughed. "Penelope Askary, you are really innocent and naive," he said in a mocking tone. "Don’t you know that hair color can be changed using magic potions? What if your hair color is the same as mine and Duchess Askary, panicking and afraid that her affair with me will be discovered, decides to change your hair color?"

"SHUT UP!" Penelope shouted. The speck of darkness in her heart was now getting bigger. The woman opened her right palm and black light shot out from it. The black light immediately attacked Marquess Lysander, making the man wide-eyed and thrown far away. As his back hit the wall, the man coughed up blood. "I will kill you!"

"Do you think you can do it, Penelope?" challenged Marquess Lysander. The man tried to stand up. "I am your real Father! I have greater power than you because Goddess Oizys always helps me! I have carried out human sacrifice according to the wishes of Goddess Oizys and she gave me the power of darkness and black magic!"

The Marquess made a magic symbol with both of his hands and black light came out from it. The light was aimed at Penelope but Penelope easily protected herself. There was a small explosion but Penelope was fine. This made the Marquess freeze.

"No! How can you be fine?!" the man exclaimed. "That is a high level magic! I have to sacrifice at least two hundred innocent lives to Goddess Oizys so that I can obtain such high level magic!"

"Shut up!" Penelope snapped her fingers and a black magic circle appeared under Marquess Lysander’s feet.

The Marquess panicked. He tried to cast a spell to create a shield to protect himself but failed. Penelope’s black magic circle surrounded Marquess Lysander and seemed to attack him with electricity. Marquess Lysander widened his eyes and screamed in pain. He coughed blood again and fell to his knees.

"Dammit!" The man tried to control his ragged breath. His whole body ached. "I should have succeeded in controlling Isabella’s mind so that I could master the magic power within her! It was a waste of me adopting her from that slum because I couldn’t get any magic power from her!"

The Marquess gasped and looked up when he felt someone’s presence in front of him. Penelope Askary looked down and gave him a murderous look. Seeing that, Marquess Lysander froze. He shuddered. The man got goosebumps. How could a woman who was only eighteen years old give him this kind of extreme fear?!

"Trash humans like you should not exist in this world, Marquess Lysander," Penelope said in a cold and sharp tone.

’Kill him, Penelope Askary,’ whispered a voice in her head. Penelope smiled coldly. She opened her palm and the black light slowly appeared. At first, it was small, then it became big. Seeing that, Marquess Lysander tried to escape. However, the black magic circle under the Marquess’ body suddenly released a black magic rope and immediately tied him up.

"I will kill you so quickly that you won’t feel the pain," Penelope said in a pleased tone. "Or, do you prefer a slow and painful death?"

"Penelope, listen to me," said the Marquess, swallowing hard. "I am your biological Father. I—"

"I told you to watch your words, Marquess Lysander!"

Penelope snapped the fingers of her left hand and suddenly Marquess Lysander’s mouth ripped open! Blood spurted from the Marquess’ torn mouth. And then, the blood hit Penelope’s beautiful face. But, the woman just laughed. She looked very excited and happy to see Marquess Lysander’s suffering.

"Now, it’s time for you to die, Marquess Lysander." Penelope glanced at the black light coming out of her right palm. "I hope you will rot in hell!"

"PENELOPE ASKARY!"

The scream made Penelope Askary freeze. Not only because of the scream but also because of someone’s tight hug from behind her body. Penelope could feel the warmth and peace from the hug. The black light from her right palm disappeared and the woman closed her eyes while groaning. She also held her head which was in pain.

"Penny, it’s me. I’m your husband." Edmund Gerwyn whispered softly in Penelope’s ear. He and Penelope had already shared duties when they decided to come to Lysander’s mansion. Penelope will meet the Marquess and Edmund will direct the imperial knights to remove all evidence of human sacrifice from Lysander’s mansion. However, suddenly Edmund felt something was wrong and he was very worried about his wife. When he found Penelope, the woman already looked different. "Penny, you remember me, don’t you? It’s me, Edmund Gerwyn."

Penelope continued to groan and shake her head frantically. Tears started to flow down her beautiful face because of the intense pain in her head. The woman struggled, trying to get away but Edmund’s hug got stronger.

"Penny, I’m sorry I left you alone," whispered Edmund. "I promise to stay by your side from now on. And, you also don’t need to dirty your hands with blood like this. I will dirty my hands with blood to kill all of your enemies." Edmund smiled and kissed Penelope’s neck. "Therefore, come back to me, Penny. Go back to being kind Penelope Askary. Don’t let that darkness pollute your heart and control your thoughts. You promised me to win your fight with Goddess Oizys, right? You won’t give up, will you? Remember that Raven and Ocean await your return."

Slowly, Penelope began to calm down. Her black dress also changed color again. This time, she wore a pink dress. The same dress as worn by Goddess Elleia. Dresses in colors that symbolize holy power. Her black hair turned blue again, as did her black eyes which turned gold again. Because the strength in her body suddenly disappeared, Penelope immediately fell. Luckily, the woman was still in Edmund’s arms so Edmund could catch her.

"Chris!"

Edmund’s shadow knight appeared and immediately took over Penelope’s weak body from Edmund’s arms. The Duke wiped away the tears on Penelope’s face, as well as the blood that stained her beautiful face. Then, Edmund kissed Penelope’s forehead and lips.

"I will be right back."

Edmund Gerwyn walked towards Marquess Lysander. The man’s blue eyes were sharp and cold. There was no mercy in the Duke’s blue eyes. This made the Marquess tremble violently in his place.

"It seems you have said bad and unreasonable things to my wife so that my wife is controlled by the darkness in her heart," said Edmund in a cold tone. He took out his sword. A sword that had been infused with the aura of a swordmaster, making the sword give off a blue light. "I will send you to hell right now, Marquess Lysander. And, you can rest assured because all of your wealth will be handed over to your adopted daughter, Isabella."

Marquess Lysander cried and shook his head in panic. He widened his eyes when he saw Edmund swing the sword at his neck. Then, the Marquess’ head separated from his body and rolled on the ground.

Marquess Lysander had just died at the hands of Edmund Gerwyn.