The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today-Chapter 49

Episode 49

Translator : Missme Editor : Aru

No matter how much I think about it, if what he’s going to do against Ash was a decision that he could make with a healthy head, the for sure his purpose is suicide.

There was no way to stop the horror of the fact that the person I had talked to yesterday, and just a little while ago, was pretending to be sane on the outside but turned out to be a madman.

“Maybe he doesn’t have a head…… maybe his head is actually a moustache.”

“Pardon?”

“No, nothing.”

I shook my head and looked ahead. While having this conversation, I realized that my room was just in the corner. I asked Sir Davery.

So, what should I do now?

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The low groan of the maid awoke me from the thought.

Sir Davery’s sword, which had been in close contact with her skin, was poking into her skin.

“There’s one thing I don’t understand.”

Sir Davery spoke calmly.

“I knew earlier that Biffren himself was secretly accumulating wealth by selling hallucinogens. I knew it was a hallucinogen today, but anyway.”

What? A hallucinogen?

This is the first time I’ve heard about it. I looked at him in amazement, and he talked.

“But it’s not enough reason for him to plan all of this against His Excellency.”

That’s true.

A hallucinogen is a drug.

It’s embarrassing to say it, but though the use and transaction are strictly illegal, it wasn’t a serious crime.

At least not a death penalty.

But if he fails to aim for Ash, he will die unconditionally.

It isn’t worth it, does it?

‘Would he have thought he was going to succeed?’

No, no matter how much he did, he won’t succeed.

“What’s the real purpose? What is he aiming for?”

“…….”

“Well, you don’t have to answer.”

“What? Wait a minute.”

Just wait a minute. I’m not very good with that. I’m gonna have to get an answer from her. I just got really curious.

Sir Davery looked back at me and opened his mouth, but rather to protest, he came up with an answer instead.

“I was guessing anyway.”

“What is it?”

“If he’s willing to risk doing this if he’s confident that he’s going to die the moment he gets caught–

“……”

“If that’s the case, would it be treason?”

Oh God, treason?

I opened my eyes to a word heavier than I thought.

And I wasn’t the only one who was agitated.

I saw the maid’s dark brown eyes shaking harder than before.

“The plan seems rough. He didn’t seem to have the guts to plan his own rebellion, so he might have helped rebel groups with funds raised from the sale of hallucinogens.”

“You talk gibberish.”

The maid belatedly denied Sir Davery’s words.

But in my ears it sounded she somehow admitted it to be true.

Sir Davery nodded lucidly as if I wasn’t the only one feeling it.

“Thank you for your confirmation.”

“That bullshit! It’s all just your speculations.”

“What does that matter in this situation, whether it’s speculation or not? Now that it’s like this, The Viscount and even you will be dead.”

Whatever the way, they’re going to die. Sir Davery told the truth in a nonchalant manner. Well, that’s not wrong. I could see that the maid knew it and just bit her lips without saying anything else.

‘When I look at it again, I guess she’s not a maid.’

I stared at her face for the third time, including now. Just seeing that she’s on an important mission to kidnap me, to make sure things are going to succeed.

In addition, there were many things she knew. It was particularly decisive proof that she responded to the word treason.

Just thinking about it, I don’t think anyone would know about that.

‘This maid status is the head of the house, but……… she actually a traitor?’

Since Lucas supported such a group with money, so it might be possible.

I suddenly opened my mouth when I thought of it. It’s not very important, but I was wondering inside.

“Excuse me, I have a question. The dead chief, was he in your group too?”

“……..”

“Before you kidnap me, he tried to give Ash poison or whatever, but he failed so you silenced him, is that right?”

“……..”

“I see, your group is so cruel.”

I thought while talking to my unanswered opponent alone.

Maybe there’s another answer to it. But since she’s only silent, I thought that’s the right answer.

It was when I was thinking about that. There was a commotion outside.

It seemed to be the noise coming from upstairs.

‘Ash!’

Ash’s bedroom is just upstairs.

A brief scream came from the maid as I turned my eyes toward the door.

“I hope you have a good night’s sleep now.”

Sir Davery had knocked his opponent out. But rather than thinking about that, I urged him…

“Sir, don’t you think you should go and help?”

“Who?”

“I’m talking about Ash.”

Sir Davery seemed to be silent for a moment at my words and asked the same question.

“Who?”

“Oh, you know he’s hurt!”

It was not long after I came into the room that Lucas, who I thought was out of his mind, realized not only that he was actually out of his mind, but that he was also cheesy.

Come to think of it, Ash is injured.

He was not in his usual physical condition. If he’s fine, he’ll never be able to get hurt. But now he’s hurt.

That cheesy, petty, dirty moustache.

“Well, for His Excellency, that’s……”

“Should I go then?”

When I rushed to the door, Sir Davery followed me as if he had no choice.

“Let’s go out together first.”

“Lady!”

And as soon as I opened the door, a welcome voice called me from the hallway.

“Bessie, Alex!”

“Lady, are you all right?”

“I’m fine. What about you two? Are you okay?”

“Sure. I was hiding, but he wasn’t interested in us.”

The hallway was bright. Bessie and Alex seemed to light the fire.

I hugged two people who were safe for now.

Then I heard footsteps on the stairs in the middle of the hallway.

I looked back in suspense and immediately burst into exclamations.

“Ash!”

The lights on the side of the stairs were dark, so I couldn’t see the face in detail, but the silhouette that caught my eye was certainly Ash.

And Ash, who was about to step out of the way, reached out to the bright spot and stopped me from coming near.

“……Ash?”

“It’ll smell like blood.”

When I heard it and looked at him, Ash was all covered with blood.

There was no part of the clothes he was wearing that was not stained with blood.

Ash’s words continued, making me so surprised and hardened from fingertips.

“I tried not to get it splashed, but there were more than I thought. I’m sorry, noonim.”

……is it worth an apology?

It turned out that a drop of blood fell from the tip of the sword, which Ash held in his right hand.

A sigh of relief came through.

‘It’s all someone else’s blood.’

Ash’s seven-pack of blood was creepy at first glance, but it was a relief that all of them were blood from others.

“You’re not hurt, are you?”

“Of course.”

“Look at that, my lady.”

Sir Davery interrupted as if he had waited.

“We didn’t even have time to go help.”

“……well, I guess that’s true.”

That’s true.

It was time to nod my head at his words. At the moment a startled voice rang from the other side.

“Oh, my…….!”

Somehow, it sounded like I knew who it was.

“No way!”

Lucas, of course.

Rather than being kidnapped, Lucas stood on the other side of the corridor and stared alternately at Ash, who was also very free of movement, with blood all over his body, but still alive, as if he were a ghost.

Then he soon bit his lips with a murmur.

There was something new about his expression of dismay.

I knew in advance that Lucas was behind the whole commotion and that he was a bad guy, but it felt another way to actually check it out.

Is this why?

The moustache that I thought resembled PringXs, a friend of growing children, looked like a symbol of a mean villain.

“It’s unfortunate Viscount, you must have high expectations.”

“……did you know all about it?”

“It’s even more amazing that you thought that I didn’t know.”

“How! How did you know?”

Ash didn’t answer back. Instead, he moved his steps.

Although he was closer to me, Lucas reflexively stepped back in a flinch.

Sir Davery spoke on behalf of Ash, who seemed to have no intention of answering his opponent’s questions in a kind manner.

“I’ll let you know as a gift to the underworld world.”

But it was a rather poor answer.

“It was so clumsy and sloppy that it was too obvious. End.”

“Hiiikkk!”

Um…

‘I felt a little pity for him.’

The moment I felt sympathy for Lucas who was obviously a villain, he suddenly changed his attitude and muttered.

“Hah, yes. No matter how you knew it, what’s the use of it now? It’s been like this anyway.”

“You’re quick on giving up. No fun.”

“Hah, give up?”

Lucas snorted.

I wondered what that confident snort was in this situation where it was clear that his plan ruined, but Lucas soon answered my curiosity.

“You don’t think this is all I’ve prepared, do you?”

‘What?’

“I wanted to quietly solve it in the form of less blood, but now I can’t help it.”

It was as if something great had been hidden.

Thanks to it, I was a little nervous. Unconsciously, I strolled close to Ash.

Lucas gave a shout.

“Come out! The hostages or whatever is it now done, come out and wipe them all out!”

I passed the gulp and stiffened a little.

But nothing happened even if I waited.

Really, nothing happened.