The Villainous Noblewoman Is About to Be Forced into Love, Isn't This Wrong?-Chapter 59: The Doctor of the Lisat Kingdom

The next day, Liana arrived at the Venus Manor’s weapons storage, as per Countess Ruth’s instructions.

This place was remote and rarely visited. After all, the current era was relatively peaceful.

The Demon King still slumbered, showing no signs of awakening, and without their ruler, monsters had retreated to the farthest wastelands.

Right now, the military focused on guarding against the other two powers.

The world was in a three-way power balance—the Lisat Kingdom, the Luska Kingdom, and the Elven Forest.

But the elves had never cared for human affairs, or rather, they looked down on humans entirely. They had no interest in human wars.

That meant Lisat Kingdom’s biggest enemy was not elves, but Luska Kingdom—another human-ruled state.

Her parents had left because of Luska Kingdom.

However, Liana’s true objective was not here.

The Venus Manor’s armory was guarded by a high-ranking enforcer, someone strict and incorruptible.

She didn’t care about status—even Countess Ruth couldn't order her to hand over weapons, let alone poisons.

So Liana was just passing by, heading further into the estate—one kilometer past the armory, right turn, behind the third tree.

A masked assassin stood there.

"Passphrase."

The assassin's voice was distorted, altered to avoid recognition.

"Black Rose." Liana gave the code.

The assassin handed her two small bottles before vanishing without a trace.

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Such caution. Liana examined the bottles, each clearly labeled—poison and antidote.

"Should be... no problem."

She lifted the bottle toward the sunlight.

Colorless. Transparent. No obvious sign of impurities...

As for taste, Liana wasn’t about to test it.

But as an assassin from Venus territory, this agent wouldn’t make such a simple mistake.

After all, Venus was Lisat Kingdom’s ‘Doctor.’

The Venus family cleansed the kingdom’s darkness—curing its rot with a cold dagger.

And her father was the world’s greatest assassin.

That was why Lisat Kingdom had only one duke—one ‘doctor’ was enough.

After receiving the poison, Liana headed to the estate’s kitchen.

"...Why are you here?" Liana frowned at the extra presence in the room.

"What? Am I not allowed here?" Olivia looked rather pleased. Loraviel had passed both exams yesterday, after all.

"Do as you like."

Originally, Liana had planned to poison the raw ingredients, making herself look innocent.

But with Olivia here, she had no choice but to poison her own portion—which dramatically increased her risk.

"Want to help?" Liana asked.

"Don’t look down on me," Olivia huffed. "I’m no master chef, but at least I can make something edible. And I can help Loraviel."

"Go, go, go. Get out of my way." Liana dismissed her immediately.

She rolled up her sleeves. "Just watch from the side. I’ll handle this."

Olivia had been about to argue—then remembered the last time she ate Liana’s cooking.

She shut her mouth.

Fine. Liana was better at this.

Seeing Olivia step back, Liana felt at ease.

Liana bit down on a rubber band, reached behind her neck, and tied her golden hair into a high ponytail before securing her apron.

"You keep staring at me like that, I might get shy," she teased, smirking.

"Who’s looking at you?" Olivia scoffed. Feeling out of place with both of them cooking, she decided to step outside.

Perfect.

Now was her chance.

Liana held the antidote in her mouth—then coated the knife with poison.

She chopped the ingredients, letting the toxin seep into them.

"Loraviel, you handle the seasoning. Let me see your progress."

"I understand," Loraviel said, stirring the pot. She dipped a spoon in, testing the flavor.

Liana froze.

No reaction?

Did she just resist the poison?!

"Your Highness Liana, the flavor seems fine—"

Before Loraviel could finish, her entire body convulsed.

CLANG! The iron spoon clattered to the floor.

A wave of dizziness overtook her. Her vision blurred.

She gripped the table for balance, but the pain only intensified.

"Loraviel? Why are you bleeding?" Liana stood up, her voice laced with concern.

"I... I’m fine..." Loraviel wiped the blood from her lips.

But then another wave of dizziness hit—her entire body felt like it was being stabbed.

"Your Highness... that dish is—"

Before she could finish, her body collapsed.

Hearing the noise, Olivia rushed in—only to freeze at the sight.

"GUARDS! CALL A PRIEST!"

Though shaken, Olivia reacted instantly—calling for medical assistance while casting healing magic to stabilize Loraviel.

But it wasn’t working—the blood wouldn’t stop.

Hearing the commotion, Countess Ruth arrived.

She could barely contain her smirk.

Liana truly was the perfect pawn.

"Guards!" Countess Ruth ordered protectively, stepping beside Liana.

Her guards surrounded Liana, "protecting" her, while the priest took Loraviel away.

"Liana!"

At that moment, Olivia grabbed Liana by the collar.

"Lady Olivia?" The room fell silent.

Had it been anyone else, they would have been restrained immediately.

But Olivia was a Royal Knight.

Even Countess Ruth frowned.

"Lady Olivia, please calm down," Ruth said smoothly.

"You and Loraviel were alone in the kitchen." Olivia’s grip tightened. "There’s no way this has nothing to do with you."

"I understand you’re angry, and I know you dislike Liana," Countess Ruth said, stepping in. "But let’s wait for an investigation before making assumptions."

"Loraviel’s symptoms match poisoning. The Venus family will handle this matter."

Olivia stayed silent, glaring at Liana.

"Don’t look at me like that. I have no idea what happened, either."

"Countess Ruth."

A masked assassin approached.

Liana recognized her immediately.

She was the one who had delivered the poison.

The assassin clapped her hands, and a white mist spread across the kitchen.

Suddenly—Liana’s clothes, the knife, and the cutting board all glowed faintly.

"The knife was poisoned."

Liana flinched, panic flashing across her face.

"Antidote! Give me the antidote! It’s all over me!"

"That knife... was yours, Liana!" Olivia snapped.

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"Of course it was." Liana remained calm, nodding.

"Are you saying... that while knowing Loraviel would taste my food first, I deliberately poisoned myself, fully aware I’d be contaminated?"

Now that the glow had faded, Liana returned to normal—though she smelled faintly of toxins.

"I’m done arguing." Liana brushed past Olivia.

"I’m taking a bath."