Chapter 174
Chapter 174: Chapter 174. Revenge (III), Part XI
Chapter 174. Revenge (III), Part XI
Translator: Khan
Editor Group: Liber Reverie
How could they dare say no to the future Duchess’s question? Although they had not clearly seen it, the two young ladies looked at each other, and soon nodded positively.
“Yes, yes… I, I saw it.”
“I also saw it… even Lady Aria was running down the stairs.”
“Oh, my God… How could she do such an immoral thing?”
Every young lady gathered, expressed their anger in her statement.
“I’m sure it’s because my father didn’t like my sister to meet His Highness.”
In addition, with very convincing motivation, the audience was agitated once. Mielle hit a decisive wedge.
“Look at it! This bracelet! I tried to hold her, but she cut off and ran away!”
Indeed, the servants and maids who volunteered for her side to the unique bracelet that Aria had been wearing were also perplexed. Mielle, who set a perfect trap for Aria to get into a corner, lowered her head and smiled a little.
“… Mielle.”
Then Cain bit his lips as he watched it from a distance.
* * *
The Count, who had fallen down the stairs, was immediately taken to the room. They couldn’t move him easily because they didn’t know where he was hurt from falling down the stairs, but they couldn’t let it go, so everyone paid attention.
In order to save him, his family doctor and other renowned doctors gathered at the county mansion. Fortunately, he didn’t die, but he showed no signs of waking up, apparently with a severe head injury.
“… I’m sorry, but maybe he’ll never wake up like this for the rest of his life…”
The Countess, who had been told by the family doctor, fell to the floor in a pale face. It was shocking that the Count who would protect her had come to this state, and it was her own daughter Aria who had caused a serious injury to him.
“Sob sob… father…”
“… Mielle, you’d better leave.”
Cain patted Mielle’s shoulder, who was in tears, besides the Count. It was a little cold to say that she should leave the room now.
With Cain’s help, Mielle moved with him to a guest room with no one. Cain, who closed the door and looked around, said, pointing to his forehead, releasing his hand to support Mielle.
“Mielle, this is a little… no matter how much I think about this…”
“What are you talking about now, brother?”
Immediately after Cain’s words, Mielle, who erased the expression full of sorrow at once, poured out a sharp remark with a cold look. This shook Cain’s eyes.
It was because he was shaken when he faced his father, who had just lost consciousness and fallen, even though he knew that he could not escape since he had already joined her plan.
Mielle grabbed hold of his hand so tightly, smiled benevolently, and began to persuade Cain,
“Brother, it’s already happened. So you’re going to take over the work of the Count and lock her up in the mansion so that no one can meet her. If we reiterate our intention not to punish her anyway, they won’t be able to do anything in court.”
“…”
“Are you going to let her marry the Crown Prince?”
“That’s…”
‘No.’ Cain furrowed his forehead deep. Mielle, who made the crevice by touching the part he cared most about, baited him so that he could no longer escape.
“So you have to report it to the security forces as soon as possible before my sister ran away with the Crown Prince.”
“…”
“You have to catch her quickly and then you can cut her sentence period in the prison. The later you are, the harder your influence will be. You know that, right?”
She had a point, so Cain finally called in the guards and accused Aria of trying to kill the Count. A search party was hastily formed on the charge of daring to kill the Count, and people were busy searching for her who had disappeared all night.
But they didn’t know where she had run away and searched the capital all night, but they couldn’t find a single hair of Aria, and the official documents were eventually sent to the cities near the capital about the following afternoon.
[I’m sure you’ll do well this time. Oscar also has a great expectation.]
Mielle, holding the letter from Isis in her hand, which had arrived during the night, hummed with joy. Everything must have been smooth in progress if the Count did not wake up. She would be the Duchess as scheduled and marry Oscar.
‘If my father won’t help me in the future, it would be better to not have one.’
It was Oscar, not the Count, who would share her future.
Her trust in the Count had been abandoned in the past when the prostitute had been brought in as a new wife. It was clear that this was a wise choice because it would severely punish him, eliminate the prostitute, and even her daughter.
“What about mother?”
“… She, she’s not coming out of her room.”
“Really? She should eat well.”
‘In a little while, she’ll have to get kicked out naked and wander the streets like before. And she should eat well now. By the way, why can’t we get her caught anyway?’
While the security forces were searching for her, Princess Isis said she had also released her people. Furthermore, she persuaded Cain to make his private soldiers search for her, but why couldn’t she get caught?
‘Don’t tell me it’s related to the missing Crown Prince?’
The Crown Prince, who had suddenly appeared and disappeared with Aria! She had doubted her eyes if she had misjudged it, but the broken bracelet had really explained that she had disappeared with the Crown Prince.
‘How the hell did he disappear? He disappeared in thin air, like smoke.’
Therefore, it was not possible for her to mention the Crown Prince. Who would believe it if the Crown Prince had suddenly appeared and taken Aria and disappeared? He would defend Aria later, but she had the broken bracelet and witnesses. She couldn’t get out of her trap anyway.
‘And the Crown Prince is destined to be sacrificed by the princess anyway.’
It was very strange, but she wouldn’t have to worry too much. It was only a few days later that Mielle heard of Aria.
“… Did she exit the capital? With the Crown Prince?”
“… That’s true.”
Mielle furrowed her forehead to the news that Cain had urgently brought from the outside.
She had thought Aria had run away, but she had never thought she had been out of the capital. She hadn’t thought she’d have gone that far after facing a situation that she was being pushed to a criminal, so all she had done was find her nearby. In addition, they said she was on her way back to the capital after stopping by every city to show her face as if she were on vacation with the Crown Prince.
“Isn’t she crazy?”
“Yes, she’s crazy.”
Cain, who responded so, looked angrier than Mielle. He looked as if he would twist Asher’s neck if he could. He had planned to keep Aria in custody, but it was more than enough to blow his heart as Aria had gone on a journey with Asher for a few days.
“I guess she’s thinking of going on a trip and saying she’s not the killer. To be foolish.”
‘We’ve got witnesses and evidence, but are you trying to get rid of the charges with such a simple trip?’ In addition, no matter how much she rushed out of the capital on horseback, she could not be cleared of the charges for travel unless she reversed time.
“So, are they bringing her tied up here?”
“No, she denied all the charges and said she’d go to court on her own. So I heard she’s coming to the capital with security guards, not tied up.”
“What a frivolous, stupid bitch…”
Mielle thought Aria might be a little clever as it was rumored. As expected, she could not be wise because he was a child from a prostitute.
“I’ll ask them to hold a trial as soon as she comes back, so make sure you check what you’ve prepared. Without a mistake.” Cain, who was told that she was not alone but with Asher, seemed not to forgive Aria, either.
Mielle smiled gently at his rather tough words.
“Yes. My preparation is already perfect, so don’t worry, brother.”
Then a few days later, Aria, proudly entering the capital, returned to the mansion surrounded by guards. The guards tried to read her face, unable to forcibly arrest her since she was with the Crown Prince.
Mielle, who had been waiting since Aria’s carriage had come near the capital, hurried to Aria, who was getting off the wagon, with tears.