~Chapter 17~
There was a jar sitting in the hallway I was walking down. Without hesitation, Anthea reached out and pushed the jar. Because it was heavy, it could not be pushed with one hand, so she hit it with her torso and only then fell to the floor.
Poseok.
Instead of the clear, clean and refreshing sound I wanted, it sounded like a heavy brick breaking. Anthea had no choice but to push the other jar next to her.
Clink.
This time there was a really sharp and loud sound. The loud noise made by the jar breaking made even people who were passing by turn their heads and look in this direction. While she was thinking about breaking all the jars lined up in the hallway with this momentum, Julie and Ellie hurriedly came running.
âMaâam, are you okay?â
âPlease come this way, maâam.â
âI pushed this.â
Since she pushed it outright, this was an action that could not be considered a mistake. However, the two maids comforted Anthea with sad eyes.
âThe head maid was really mean. The other kids are so scared of the maid that they canât take Madameâs side and just watch what she does, but even we⌠really sorry.â
âNo, I broke the pot?â
âItâs okay, maâam. You can break ten or twenty jars.â
âSure. We can do it for you instead, because you might get hurt.â
The maids, who thought breaking the jar was Antheaâs anger, responded as if she deserved it considering what happened with Rosa. The two maids have only known Anthea for a few hours, so why were they so loyal?
âIf it bothers you, would you mind bringing the other jars from her storeroom before the maid blind sees them?â
âDonât worry, weâll secretly clean up anything thatâs broken.â
The two maids felt sorry for Anthea, who was under the sway of her maid, Jean, even though she had become a Duchess. Anthea thought back to the conversation she had with Rosa in her private office, which her maid, Jang, found absurd. As a result, the conversation ended in Antheaâs favor. However, the contrast between Anthea, who smiled as if she knew nothing, and Rosaâs strict tone, which was increasingly distorted like a demon, made her small and lovely girl look like her victim.
âMaâam, how about throwing away the chipped dishes?â
âThere are quite a few items in the warehouse that have not yet been disposed of.â
Rather, seeing the maids encouraging her, Anthea sighed deeply. She thought the level of destruction of items was too one-dimensional. At Julie and Ellieâs urging, Anthea lost her motivation and returned to her room. Because she had lived peacefully in her countessâs home, Anthea had not yet realized that her standards for a villain were too low. When her dedicated maid comes, take a lot of her money and go shopping to fuel her wicked flame. She made up her mind and waited patiently for several hours. Anthea was taken aback when she saw the new rug on the floor and the sheer curtains added to the windows.
âWow, this really hit the mark.â
Not only the coupleâs bedroom but also the Duchessâ room where Anthea would stay were covered with thick rugs. As she watched the strings on the curtains change steadily, she was surprised that Rosa did not do anything. It was so different from what she had expected that she would drag on for a few days and then, when she couldnât stand it and went to complain, she couldnât even stand it and would laugh at her, asking if she could be called a Duchess. Thatâs why she waited for her dedicated maid to arrive without much doubt. It was only when the sky outside her window was colored with a red sunset that Anthea realized that the wait was not boring because the days in the North were long.
âThey told me to tell the dedicated maid about my wifeâs money.â
It never occurred to her that she wouldnât send her dedicated maid.
âYou waited for no reason.â
She waited like a fool when Rosa told her that she would give her money if she told her dedicated maid. As expected, Rosa. In some way she gave Anthea her fuck. She fell asleep halfway anyway, so it was difficult for her to go out. Thatâs why she waited all day like this, and the dedicated maid couldnât even see her nose.
âThe head maidâs power was poised to pierce the duchyâs ceiling.â
âJulie, have you heard anything about my personal maid?â
âThe lady-in-waiting said that she would send you among her chosen people soon.â
From Julieâs words, Anthea guessed that he wouldnât come tomorrow, let alone today. As she took off her going-out shoes and put down her shawl, Julie quickly helped Anthea change her clothes.
âMaâam, I have to go down to eat. Would you like me to bring you a light dress?â
âNo. Iâll have a quick bite to eat in my room.â
âYes, maâam. I will come fully prepared.â
Anthea shook her head as she saw Ellie burning with enthusiasm even though she said she would eat lightly.
âPlease only have enough to fit on one tray.â
Also, she felt burdened by the mountain of food on the table they were preparing for her, so she had them bring only one tray to her room. Then, this time, a tray of terrifying height came in, as if it were some kind of tower-building competition. Instead of nagging Ellie for her efforts, she calmly looked at the dishes she brought. Dishes that look greasy, thick, and hard. This time too, there were only a few things she could eat. In the end, she sent her away, leaving behind only soft bread and soup. She must have been waiting outside the door when she heard the worried voice of a gloomy Harmon, but she pretended not to notice.
âHaaamâŚâ
Her stomach felt heavy and she felt sleepy even though it was early evening.
âEat and sleep, itâs a very desirable unemployed life.â
She spent the day lazily, so wasnât this also a bit of a villain? Anthea fell asleep as she raised the villainess point that no one recognized.
* * *
Duke of the North. The Black Knightsâ ability to kill demons was so famous that there was no need to doubt it. Not only was she amazing as a knight, but his horsemanship in running down mountains was also outstanding. Although it would take three or four days to reach the nearby territory, if an unreasonable schedule was set, they would arrive through the difficult mountains in just one day. However, this expedition was not even a mission, but a request. Even though he was given a generous period of one month, Richard could not make it to 15 days. This time it wasnât even the Emperorâs order. In response to Richardâs sudden order, the knights did not delay at all, lightened their loads and mounted their horses. The knights, comprised of elites with excellent horsemanship, took no more than a day to reach their destination. As soon as they arrived at the area where the beast was infested, they dealt with it without any time to catch their breath, and managed to secure a safe campsite by the time the sun went down.
âAt this rate, it will take less than fifteen days.â
âWith the new recruits missing, itâs quite possible.â
âThen I will prepare a meal.â
The calm attitude of the knights, as if they were doing their job without any tension, made the atmosphere of the camp even better. Fires were lit in several places and the atmosphere became more lively. The knights, who had finally had their first meal, put the pot on the fire in a somewhat excited mood.
âIâm not fully recovered yet, but I think Iâll catch a couple more.â
âArthur. Donât you know that in the mountains where you canât even see your feet, tree roots are scarier than demonic beasts?â
Hunting in the middle of the night was less efficient, so it was better to eat and sleep. When smoke rises and an animal that smells food approaches, it is ready to relax and use it as food. In this relaxed atmosphere, an immature demon beast sniffed and snooped around. Although it was said to be a magical beast, the weakest snow rabbit that any northerner could take on at least one or two, even if they were not a knight, approached without fear. The magical beast, which was larger than a child and had pure white fur that was difficult to exist in the wild, was not a problem when it was away. Approximately 5 meters. The moment it entered its range, it suddenly turned and bit the person with its large front teeth. For a knight, the snow rabbit was not even a job to the extent that it was used as a dagger target before it even came within range. Even though the snow rabbit approached the Duke, Richard did not move. He didnât even bother to clean his sword, so everyone paid no attention, assuming they would break his neck the moment they attacked him. Moreover, even the elite knight in charge of guarding the Duke was relaxed and asked whether he would like sweet or salty raisins. Sure enough, the snow rabbit jumped towards the duke in an instant and was caught by Richardâs hand. Everyone expected to hear the sound of bones breaking. They also heard people giggling, saying that snow rabbit meat goes well with stew. However, no matter how long they waited, there was no sound of bones breaking or a scream of death. One of the guards, who was not helping Richard but was listening, put down the beef jerky and raised his head. What he saw was Richardâs antics, turning the snow rabbit around and rolling his eyes in his hands. They were kneading it so much that they were afraid that he was trying to chop it alive.
âYour Excellency, no matter how much it is a demon beast, it would be pitiful to treat it like that.â
As the inferior guard cautiously interfered, Richard reacted uncharacteristically with a flinch.
âWhat does it mean to be pitiful?â
âArenât you trying to break its bones alive now? If you want to soften the meat, it is enough to remove the blood.â
âI donât feel pain from this level of force.â
Richardâs bluntness seemed to have doubled from his usual bluntness, so the guard secretly checked the snow rabbitâs condition. Contrary to the guardâs expectations, the snow rabbit that was being turned over by Richardâs hands was only confused and did not feel pain. Unlike Howie, who became serious as he tried to figure out his masterâs intentions, Richard quietly played with his hands. It was definitely different from fruit or jelly. The fruit lacked elasticity and the jelly was too crumbly. As expected, creatures with heartbeats and muscle movements were different. Whenever Richardâs hand was held incorrectly, his muscles tensed, and when he held it loosely, his entire body tensed as if he was trying to escape. While rolling the snow rabbit in his hand to find the right amount of force so as not to miss it, Richard slowly got a feel for it.
âYou look like my wife.â
He thought of the snow rabbit, or rather, his wife, Anthea, who he had suddenly encountered in the hall where they had gathered for the departure ceremony a little while ago. Next time they meet, if he controlled his hand strength like now, he wouldnât hurt her. When he thought of Anthea, Richardâs eyes softened. He must have let his guard down without realizing it, and his hands relaxed. As the snow bunny tried to escape without missing the opportunity, Richard instinctively tightened his hand.
Poseok.
It made a suspicious sound and blood flowed down Richardâs hand.






