The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen-Chapter 373-374

Another peaceful day at the Desmunt villa in the West.

The Desmunt family, gathered around a large table, was engaged in a discussion with more serious expressions than ever before.

"Everyone must have prepared."

"I plan to push for one opinion."

"Eeeek... I have two."

"I've thought of one."

"Phew... I'm nervous."

Darbav had a more serious expression than when he was planning the subjugation operation.

He carried the weight of knowing that someone's life could change with a single choice, and also the joy of knowing that his opinion would bring a smile to someone's face.

"Hmmmmm..."

The young lady was also holding her ground, pouting her lips.

Kyle was the same.

"Someone's life is at stake. We need to think seriously, not joke around."

Rosanna was the same.

"I'll have to name it as if it were my own daughter."

The reason the members of the Desmunt family gathered here today was for one thing. Namely.

[Naming a Pet.]

They had gathered here to name the beast that would become a new member of the Desmunts.

"Octo...pus...?"

After patting the head of the bewildered beast, I spoke to the Desmunt family in a heavy voice.

"From now on, we will have a time to name the new member of the Desmunts, the beast of the West."

When its name was called, the beast, as if in a good mood, wiggled its hair and roared.

"Octopuuuuuus!!!"

It was good to see its enthusiastic appearance.

I was worried it might like the name 'beast', but fortunately, I was relieved that it didn't have much of a problem with changing its name.

'No, did it not have a name in the first place?'

I don't know.

"The beast's original name is 'Kraken'. It's not an exact name because it was given by the residents of the West."

After a light introduction, I looked at those sitting in the chairs and said.

"Anyone who has thought of a better name than 'Kraken', please raise your hand and speak."

"Me! I'll speak first!"

"Alright."

As if she had been waiting, the young lady raised her hand as soon as my words ended. The smile on her face seemed to indicate that she had thought of a brilliant name.

"Uhehehehe! I'll name it...!"

Considering her usually violent behavior, others might think the young lady would come up with a heinous name, but knowing her warm heart, I was confident she would come up with a friendly and decent name.

Something like 'Pinky'.

Or 'Jjukku' from jjukumi (webfoot octopus).

Or a nickname like 'Moonjji'.

'I'm looking forward to it.'

I looked at the young lady with a pleased smile, and the young lady, hiding her twitching lips, confidently said the name of the beast she had thought of.

"Haemultang (Seafood Stew)!"

"...?"

I had a blank expression on my face at the words of the young lady, who had named it a warm name befitting a warm-hearted person.

"What?"

"Multangie!"

"...?"

I calmly asked the young lady, who had named it a name that would be even more delicious with ramen noodles, for its meaning. Because even if it sounded strange, it would be good if it had a cool meaning.

"Why did you name it 'Haemultang'?"

"Ung? It's an octopus."

"Yes."

"Then boiling it is the most delicious way to eat it."

As the young lady's brutal words fell, the beast's eyes widened and it was shaking its head.

"Moooooooon...!"

'Is it a rejection.'

At the beast's firm will, I expressed my rejection to the young lady. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem like a cute name.

"Rejected."

"Eeeek?"

"Haemultang is too brutal."

"Eeeeeeeeek! Then Sookhoe (Parboiled Octopus)!"

"That's even more brutal."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!"

Swoosh.

Darbav, who had been listening quietly, said with a serious expression.

"How about Shinseollo (Royal Hot Pot)."

"...?"

"Since it just came out of the sea, I think the name Shinseollo, meaning fresh, would be good..."

"Kuh... Can I still not follow my father..."

"Keep up the good work, Kyle."

"...I will do my best."

Why are you nodding.

I let out a hollow laugh as I saw Kyle nodding his head as if he had been struck, exclaiming in admiration. Following Haemultang with Shinseollo, the disastrous naming sense was bleak.

"That's rejected too."

"Why. The meaning and the feel of it roll off the tongue, what's not to like. I think it's better than Haemultang."

"Eeeeeeeeeek!!!!!"

"It's the name of a food."

"...Was it a food name? I just thought it was fresh because it just came from the sea."

"...Your naming sense is brutal."

Darbav hung his head in disappointment and clenched his fist.

"How frustrating..."

Was losing his sword.

I, with a cruel smile, said to Elysia.

"Shall we start melting the ice now?"

"I would like to... a little more of the Saint's anger..."

"It's fine. I think I've punished them enough."

"...Urgh. I understand."

The harm to innocent residents had to stop at this point, and since I had caused enough trouble, I took the ledger Elysia gave me and walked towards Darvav.

Because Darvav would make much better use of the ledger than I, a commoner.

Before that...

Just one more stop.

The crown prince was cornering Wolfgang with trembling eyes.

"What is the meaning of this, Marquess!?"

"It's fine. It's a matter our family can handle."

"I heard the ledger is missing...!"

"It's a forged ledger...!"

"Shut up!"

The crown prince had planned to buy slaves to create his own vassals. Strong slaves who would be loyal to his words and not betray him. And 'Kaar' tribe beastmen with excellent combat abilities at that.

But... everything was exposed.

A secret that he, as the crown prince, should not have been caught with was exposed. If the one who had this weakness was a faction hostile to the imperial family, the matter would become even bigger.

The crown prince, who was extremely anxious about what had happened, began to pack his clothes with trembling eyes.

"Your Highness!"

Wolfgang grabbed the crown prince, who was blindly leaving the mansion, and shouted. Where are you going now?

The crown prince, who had grabbed his overcoat, answered Wolfgang in a cold voice.

"I'm going to the auction house right now."

"It's dangerous...!"

"Shut up, Marquess."

"..."

"Don't test my patience."

·

The crown prince, who had arrived at the underground auction house, was looking at the empty iron cage with trembling eyes.

"...Ah..."

Everything was gone.

The beastmen he had planned to make his soldiers, and the slaves in the slave trader's house were all gone without a trace, and a messy scene greeted them.

The soldiers were all drooling and unconscious, and only a cold chill surrounded them.

And in the middle of it all.

"What brings you here?"

A man with red hair was standing in the middle of the auction house.

"Your Highness."

The crown prince ground his teeth at the sight of Ricardo. He didn't know why this guy was here, how he knew the geography of this place, or the whereabouts of the ledger.

Many possibilities cross his mind.

Ricardo approached the crown prince with a face that said he really didn't know and spoke.

"I was taking a walk when someone asked for help, so I came to see... is it the same for you, Your Highness?"

"No, I came to investigate after receiving a report that there was an illegal place in the West."

"Ah... an undercover investigation."

The crown prince's eyes, which see the truth, were burning.

"Speak honestly."

"..."

"Did you orchestrate all of this? Or are you the owner of this place?"

"Me?"

Ricardo let out a hollow laugh and shrugged.

"Why would I do something like this? I'm just a mere commoner."

"..."

"On the contrary, I find you suspicious, Your Highness...?"

A sneer was in Ricardo's eyes. The most frightening thing was that the eyes that could only be possessed by one who had obtained the qualities of an emperor... were pointing to the truth.

Not a lie, but the truth.

Ricardo was sneering at him as if playing with him. As if he knew everything.

"Whether my words are lies or not, you would know better, wouldn't you, Your Highness?"

"..."

"Why are you making that face?"

"..."

"Could it be..."

Ricardo smiled slightly and said to the crown prince.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't be here?"

"..."

A chill ran down his spine.

Because he had no way of knowing how much Ricardo knew, or what he had.

"I believe in your honesty, Your Highness."

"..."

"I believe in the honesty of Wolfgang, who is responsible for the well-being of the West."

"..."

Ricardo smiled slightly and passed them by.

And.

"Go in!!!!"

The western guards pushed the crown prince's shoulder and began to raid the auction house.

"Oh, by the way, I was the one who reported it."

"..."

"I thought it would be good..."

-Grasp.

"if someone worse than me disappeared."