The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen-Chapter 399-400

With the words of the blue window, my vision faded.

-Open your eyes...

Not yet... I haven't seen it yet.

I haven't properly seen my ugly self.

As I sent a cold gaze to the version of myself in the viewing, who had not yet reached the emotion of guilt, I poured out my boiling resentment and conveyed a voice that would not be heard.

'It's because of you...!'

-Ricardo...

'If you... hadn't lied, it wouldn't have hurt this much!!'

-I'll... avenge everything.

'If I had just done as Ricardo said back then...!'

-Somehow.... you.

The uncommunicated resentment vanished with the wind, leaving only silence.

The version of myself in the viewing shed tears.

I, who was watching the viewing, also shed tears and began to announce the end of the terribly long nightmare.

I really couldn't understand... for what purpose was I being shown this?

-Viewpoint changes.

The voice of the blue window was heard.

A blunt, emotionless, and cold voice, chillingly so.

-The viewer is invited to the 'sanctuary' of the mad tyrant.

"...Stop now."

-The tyrant is not in a good mood. Beware the storm.

There was no time to be flustered.

Because the blue window did not allow it.

-Viewpoint changes.

I was merely swayed by the tyrant's despotism.

It's dark.

A pitch-black darkness, so dark I couldn't see an inch in front of me, covered my eyes.

Where is this place?

Who is here, I could not tell.

"..."

The moment the brief time to adjust to the darkness passed, a pale woman's voice was heard coolly in my ear.

"How does it feel?"

A familiar voice.

A voice I had heard and spoken countless times.

Yes, my voice.

But the voice I heard in my ear felt a little different from the voice I made. The voice, as if testing someone, was not mine.

I raised my trembling head and looked towards the direction the voice came from, and my eyes widened at the sight of the woman's face, who was sitting on the throne with her arm propped up.

Platinum blonde hair.

Eyes filled with madness.

The smiling woman looked so much like me.

"Why are you surprised?"

The woman said, looking at me.

"You've been watching me all this time."

"Who are you...?"

"Who do you think... you've been watching me all along."

"Don't tell me..."

"That's right. I'm the 'you' you saw in the viewing."

"..."

"Come closer. I have something to tell you."

The woman, who called herself 'me', beckoned for me to come closer.

"I won't kill you, so don't be scared."

Should I go?

I, who had clenched my fists, began to sink into deep thought as I looked at the woman in front of me. The aftereffects of the viewing still remained in my heart.

"..."

The woman in front of me, who couldn't have known my pounding heart, was just staring at me, and made an indifferent expression at my unmoving legs.

If I approached her, would I have to see another viewing? I was afraid. If this was the beginning of a viewing...

-Clench.

I didn't even want to think about it.

To my flustered self, the woman's voice was heard calmly.

"Shall I come to you?"

"..."

"If I go, it won't end easily."

At the words of the woman, who uttered a cold threat with a non-insistent voice, I clenched my fists and moved my heavy feet. For now, following her words would be the only way to get out of here.

-Click.

"Good."

-Clack.

I swallowed my fear and stopped in front of the throne where she was sitting.

The version of myself in the viewing looked at my face, which had come right up to her, and said.

"You have a pretty face."

"..."

"I complimented you, aren't you going to react at all?"

"...Thank you."

"Right... anyway, nice to meet you. As you expected, I'm the 'you' from the viewing... it's strange to say it like that. Shall I say 'trash'?"

"..."

"You're very surprised, aren't you?"

The woman waved her hand, telling me not to look at her like that.

"Huhu... you must be very surprised. Even if I were you, I think I would be surprised... no, since I am you, should I say 'me'?"

"You are..."

"You still don't get it? I thought you were smart, but I guess not."

"..."

"The 'woman' you saw in the viewing. That's me."

The woman looked at herself with a clear smile.

"Who covered 70% of this world in blood."

"..."

"Who belatedly realized love and delved into black magic."

"..."

"The mad tyrant who recklessly started a war to reveal the power of the cultists."

The woman leaned in and said.

"That's me."

"..."

"Disgusting, isn't it?"

The woman said, spitting out the words she had been thinking.

"What's there to be proud of?"

"..."

"It's infuriating."

"..."

"When you think about it, it all started with 'my' mistake, so the crying is also unsightly, right?"

"..."

"I know. But what can I do when that's the only way. I'm angry and I want revenge... and I don't think I can live without doing so... so I have to. Right?"

Her way of speaking was gentle beyond measure. Except for the thorns in her words, she was giving herself a harsh evaluation.

"There were a lot of problems."

"..."

"There was a lot of friction with Michael."

"..."

"We were both people who made the same mistakes, but the ways we aimed for were really different."

"..."

"Anyway... it was hard."

I said to the woman.

No matter how scary it was, I didn't want to agree with the woman's excuses.

"Don't make excuses."

"Is it really an excuse? It's more that he took care of me too much."

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"...That's an excuse."

"Hmm... is that so?"

The woman, who had been telling her story, smiled slightly and said.

"So how do you feel?"

"I feel bad."

"..."

"Why do you feel bad? I gave you new information."

"...Because it's something that didn't happen."

As soon as my words ended, the woman's lips twitched.

"What...?"

"It's things that won't happen now."

"Puha... puhahahaha!!!"

"It's something that happened in a story no one knows, and you forced a story that has nothing to do with me on me."

The woman burst out laughing as if it were really funny and gave me an interested look.

"That's an interesting idea."

"..."

"Do you really think so?"

"..."

"There are still many worst-case scenarios left, so you can't say it's hard just because of something like this."

The woman said to me with a cold expression.

"How would you feel if everyone died except you?"

"...What did you say?"

"How would you feel if you saw them getting their limbs torn off and vomiting blood just to protect you?"

"...Wait a minute."

"Just to protect you... how would you feel if they gave up everything?"

"..."

"Yes. If someone took the blame for your sins and went to the execution block... would you be confident that you wouldn't go crazy then?"

I, who had hung my head, said to the woman.

"Why..."

"Hmm?"

"Why are you showing me this?"

"Ah..."

"Why are you showing me this!"

The woman drew her hand through the empty air.

"Shh."

"..."

"I'm asking the questions."

"..."

A cool air began to envelop me. My mouth wouldn't open. My lips were sealed as if something were pressing down on them, and words wouldn't come out.

"You are the one who answers."

"..."

"I am the one who asks."

I can see the hidden madness.

Her alias, 'the mad tyrant', began to slowly reveal itself.

"Don't rush me."

The hem of her imperial robes slipped from her shoulders, and she began to exude a cool aura without hiding it.

"You can just confirm the reason yourself."

"..."

"Why?"

The version of myself in the viewing sent a gaze mixed with madness, brought her face close, and said.

"Shall I show you one more time?"

"...No."

"If I show you one more time, you'll realize it too. You'll also know the reason why I showed you this."

My sinking heart disappeared, leaving only trembling fear.

"Hahaha! Why are you so surprised...?"

"..."

"If you want, I can show you one more time. It will make me feel bad too, but if I can avoid the worst, it's okay to feel bad a hundred times."

"...No. Don't do that."

"Why? Are you scared?"

"..."

"You're thinking it's something that won't happen, aren't you?"

"..."

"You're thinking you're different. That you're different from the me in the viewing."

"That's...!"

"So."

The woman, who had been sitting on the throne, slowly came down and looked at me.

The same height.

The same face.

The same voice.

The woman in front of me definitely had the same appearance as me, but the aura she exuded had something very different about it.

"Go watch one more time. This time, I'll show you the worst."

The moment the slowly approaching hand tried to cover my eyes.

"Puhahaha!!!"

The woman burst out laughing and placed her hand on my head.

"Don't be so surprised. I don't want to do that either."

"...Haa... haa..."

"You hated seeing my past that much? This hurts my feelings a little."

Unlike the woman's lighthearted voice, her expression was cool beyond measure.

"That's right. You have to be different."

The woman said.

That I have to be different.

"This time, you have to be different."

"What...."

"I can't tell you that much. It wouldn't be fun if I told you everything. And."

The woman looked at the empty air and gave a bitter smile.

"The main wife doesn't want that much."

"...Main wife?"

"There is. A scary monster."

She raised her eyes and said to me.

"Don't pretend to be strong."

"..."

"Because you're weaker than you think."

"..."

"If you feel like you're going to break, hold on. If you try to hold on after you've broken, it's too late."

-The viewing begins to collapse. Chijijijik.. chijigi...

The version of myself in the viewing said with a cold expression.

"Don't turn it back this time."

"..."

"I'm asking you."

-The viewing ends.

In a dark space.

The woman sitting on the throne let out a hollow laugh at the woman who entered, breaking the darkness.

"Why are you so angry?"

"..."

"It's because I'm frustrated. Can't you cut me some slack?"

The white-haired woman answered with a cool smile.

"Yuria wants to say a word to you too."

The woman on the throne sighed and lowered her head.

"I'm in big trouble."

There are memories that cannot be erased.

-I'm going to kill you.

The time when, unable to become the protagonist, I hated the one who shone.

Back then, I was a villain.

-Why did I become a monster...

-...

-Because of whom did I become like this.

The one who shone just stood before me with a dark expression. Even when he heard my cold words, even when he heard my curses.

-Are you hurt anywhere.

He would just express his concern with a pained look.

Back then, I couldn't find the answer to what was right and what was wrong.

-I hate you.

Because there was nothing left to protect.

For me, who had no one left to praise me, the only way to find light was to rely on what was wrong. I couldn't find the right path.

Because living in the season of hatred was the time I lived in.

By the time a long time had passed and I realized I had been played by their games, I had already ruined everything.

-Are you... coming to your senses?

What was I thinking then?

What kind of expression was I making, living in the season of hatred?

Regret?

Sorrow?

Anger...? I don't know. Because I didn't want to go back to that time. I didn't want to think about it again.

He was a person who shone brighter than anyone.

A beautiful person, to the point where I wondered if the world was made for him.

Outstanding looks.

Martial prowess stronger than anyone.

And a valor that I wouldn't even dare to compare myself to.

To the broken me... he was not a person who needed to apologize for not being able to protect me. He was not a person who should risk his precious life for someone like me, who was just a passerby.

More than that person who received the qualities of a hero.

More than that woman who was born with the qualities of a great mage, and more than me, who received the qualities of a saintess.

Much more.

He was a precious person.

-You should have just killed me.

-How could I do that.

-You should have... you should have...! You should have killed me then. Why did you save me time and time again...! and turn me into trash.

-...Because I couldn't protect you.

-I'll protect my own body...!

-That would be for the best.

To the point where my very existence became shabby.

-If you would do that...

-Don't smile like that... please...

-I am happy.

He was a shining person.

-Gasp!

Another peaceful day at the Desmunt ducal residence.

-Sniffle. Sniffle.

Olivia, waking from her sleep, greeted the refreshing morning with dry nostrils. It seemed she had snored a lot last night, as her mouth had turned into a desert.

"Hrmmmmmmm..."

At this rate, Olivia, unable to worry about the well-being of the empire with her nightingale-like voice, let out a sigh with flaring nostrils.

"Heeeek..."

Olivia began to search for a glass of water with sharp eyes. This was all for the sake of the empire, a loyal subject's duty.

"Waaater."

-Flap.

"Waaater..."

After a few gestures cutting through the air, Olivia, having successfully grabbed the water glass, smiled slightly and began to drink.

Just as she was about to shout for the well-being of the empire after a refreshing drink.

"Cough...!"

Olivia's eyes widened at the fishy scent rising to her mouth.

Assassination.

An assassination attempt on the most beautiful lady of Desmunt had occurred.

Olivia, feeling the sour taste of the water in her mouth, grabbed her throat and her eyes began to widen.

"Eeeeeeeeeek..."

It tasted strange.

It tasted like sand in her mouth, and as if the blood sugar in her broken body was returning to normal...

"It tastes healthy...!"

It was green juice.

"Heeeeeeeeeeeeek!!"

Olivia's eyes widened and she shed a small tear. She thought the insolent butler had finally concocted an assassination plan.

Normally, she would have called Ricardo to determine the rights and wrongs.

"Ri..com..ing.. Eeeeeek!"

The weight of a habit that had continued for many years was preventing her from calling the insolent butler's name.

"Eeeeeeeeeek..."

This must all be part of Ricardo's plan. Annoyed at how meticulous he was, just like someone she knew, Olivia closed her eyes, put on a resigned expression, and said.

"Air raid warning...!!!!!!!"

Ah... so refreshing.

-Click.. clack...

As if waiting for the greeting that started the day to ring out, the sound of heels began to be heard from the hallway.

-The round sun has risen.

"Eek..."

-Get up from your seat.

"Eeeeeek..."

-First, let's brush our teeth... ahem.

Olivia looked at the door with a sullen expression.

"Knock. Knock. Knock."

"I'm dead, so don't come in."

"Oh my... to assassinate the Lady of Desmunt, this is a big deal."

"That's not something an assassin should say."

"Because it was something the head of the house permitted."

"Father is bad."

"Because a powerless servant must follow the words of the powerful."

-Creeeeeeak...

The moment the door opened, Olivia grabbed a pillow and threw it at Ricardo, but at the sight of Ricardo easily dodging it by turning his head to the side, Olivia put on an expression as if she had lost the world.

"Yaaawn... to hit me at that speed..."

"Eeeeeeeek!!"

He was an insolent butler.

"Ahem."

Having successfully completed the mission to assassinate the young lady, I looked at the young lady, who had a sullen expression, and smiled brightly.

"How was the special green juice."

"It felt like I was eating raw bell peppers."

"Correct."

"Eeeeeeeeeek!"

"I added bell peppers, broccoli, and mandrake juice."

"E...eeeeek..."

"Seeing you so full of energy makes me feel good. I'll try to do it again if I get the chance."

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!"

Seeing the young lady so happy made me happy too. Because solving my usual stress in this way made me feel better.

"It's called fattening up the noble."

"Eek?"

"I'm going to make you healthy and then eat you up."

"I'm not a pig."

The young lady started to back away slowly, touching her belly fat.

"Oink oink."

"Don't make pig noises."

"Squeal squeal."

"What kind of animal is that?"

"Ricardo."

If I had my way, I'd tell her to drink all the remaining green juice.

"Staaaaaare..."

But looking at the young lady's sullen expression, I gave up, thinking my hair would be all pulled out before I could make her drink the rest of the green juice.

I let out a small cough and began to tell the young lady about today's schedule. Because today was scheduled to be a busier day than usual.

"Today's schedule is."

"Food."

"Yes, first we'll have a meal with the head of the house on the first floor."

"Ung."

"In the morning, we have rehabilitation exercises scheduled."

"...Ung."

"And then after that, you'll have the lunch I made."

"Yes."

"And we'll go straight down to Hamel after that."

"Eek?"

At the mention of going down to Hamel, the young lady stopped her hand, which was heading for her treasure pouch, and looked at me with a blank expression.

"I don't want to go home."

"Why?"

"I have to eat vegetables if I go home."

"If you stay in the capital, I'll be planning assassination missions every day."

"Eeeeeek... I don't like green juice."

"If you keep being a picky eater, you might really become a pig."

"It's because I'm a beauty."

"Even a bear wouldn't eat this much."

"Eeeeeeeek!!"

I lightly dodged the incoming pillow and smiled at the young lady. Because her waking time was getting earlier and earlier compared to the past.

[9:30 AM]

It seemed she was becoming a true adult.

"Anyway, the rumors have been grim lately. So I'm planning to go down to Hamel early. We can't leave the house empty for too long."

"Rumors?"

"We dissed the Crown Prince in the west, didn't we."

"That's right. I told him to tell his dad if I get angry."

"That's why I meant we're going down early. The head of the house seems like he'll be very busy from now on too."

"Hmmmm... are we taking Splashy too?"

"It's not Splashy, it's Splishy."

"Same difference."

"I'm planning on taking him for now, but I don't know if we can raise him since there's no pool at the house."

"You can just put him in the bathtub."

"Are you really trying to make him into seafood stew?"

"Am I not?"

"..."

Shaking my head at the young lady's serious expression, I put on an awkward expression and sat the young lady in the Fe**ri No. 1.

"Let's go eat."

"Ung."

"Today's side dish is steak made by Lady Rosanna herself."

"Heeeeeeek?!"

-Wiggle

Seeing the young lady cutely wiggling her toes at the mention of meat, I said in a low voice.

"You've gotten much better."

"Ung?"

"Your legs, I mean. You can wiggle them now, and it looks like you'll be able to walk soon."

"Ung. That's why I'm exercising hard."

The young lady nodded her head vigorously and smiled.

A pleasant smile formed on my face. To the point where I wished this happiness would last forever.

I smiled and asked the young lady.

"Young lady."

"Ung."

"What's the first thing you want to do when you can walk?"

"Huh?"

The young lady smiled faintly and replied.

"It's a secret."

"There are no secrets between us."

"Eek?"

Suppressing a laugh at the young lady's blank stare, I stroked her head and swallowed a small smile.

"You have to tell me later."

"Ung."

"Don't say you won't tell me later."

"Ung, I promise."

"No fighting."

"Heek?"

"Don't tell me... you're going to fight?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"..."

The young lady looked at me with a playful smile.

"It's a secret."

Really.

"I'm disappointed."

She was a cute person.

-Daddyyyyyyy!!

-Oliviaaaaaa!!!!

-Ricardo tried to kill me!!!

-How dare...?!

-I hate you too, Daddy!

-...I want to be born again.

And a cute family too.