Chapter 40

Nevermore Mansion.

Once a place I used to visit often with friends, but now, to me, it feels like a den of vipers. From Raul’s foolish fiancée to the other adults of this family, they’re all like snakes. I just wanted to grab their heads and drop them from the sky.

Those dirty little snakes always scheming behind the scenes, collecting others’ weaknesses.

I’m not the only one who dislikes these snakes, but if we were ranking the level of disgust, I’d confidently take first place.

“…Tell the family head. Camilla from the Duke Argos household is here.”

“The family head is currently meeting with a distinguished guest…”

“Then tell him his sister’s friend is here. Tell him to either come out before I punch him a few times or let me in.”

Since when did that scrawny brat get to a position where he can make people wait?

If it weren’t for Raul, that brat would’ve been dead long ago. Seeing her act all high and mighty makes me feel… absolutely pissed.

“Or should I just rip that so-called distinguished guest’s head off first? Then he can meet me.”

Honestly, all these nobles acting all high and mighty, I feel like ripping all their heads off would be satisfying. They’re just enjoying the peace we fought for.

Those pigs who insult my comrades without having sacrificed anything.

Those who climbed onto the carriage of peace without paying any price, I could kill them without guilt.

“Go tell him now. If he doesn’t come out, I’ll turn that so-called distinguished guest into skewers.”

“That won’t be necessary. My business is already done.”

“Ah… seriously.”

The voice I hate the most in the world reached my ears, and my expression naturally twisted.

“Isn’t it rude to look at someone as if they’re filth, young lady?”

Latri Berze. Raul’s mother and one of the two people I hate the most in this country.

She has the same features as Raul and hair like the night sky, but she’s a damn bitch.

She was a knight who roamed the battlefield with my father in the past, but she’s still a damn bitch.

Whether by her presence or appearance, she looks just like she did when she was young, but she’s still a damn bitch.

“Well, I know a woman who looks at her son with those eyes… no, like a lowly creature.”

“Is that so? Whoever that woman is, it’s pitiful that she’s associated with you.”

“It would be troublesome if that woman acted pitiful. If I saw her acting pitiful, I’d get so angry I might kill her.”

“That temper of yours, where you can’t kill people but your tongue grows thorns, reminds me of someone I know. Friends do resemble each other.”

I almost released the electric current I was holding back.

This is why you should only meet one bitch a week. Meeting more than one bitch a week is not good for your mental health.

I already met my brother yesterday, and now this woman is testing my patience. It’s unbearable.

“…Didn’t you have business with the family head of this viper’s den?”

“Yes, but I’m so stressed right now that I’m debating whether to go in or not. I might actually commit murder today.”

Considering my current mood, I feel like stabbing either this woman or that woman.

No, I’d stab both and then go stab my brother who’s doing paperwork at home. Since I’m at it, I might as well take care of everything at once.

“That cunning girl is preparing quite an interesting prank.”

This was unexpected. This woman, usually even more cold-hearted than Raul, slightly furrowed her brow. That was quite a sweet expression. I should tell Asel or Penelope about it later.

“Indeed, a bitch’s enemy is another bitch…”

“Excuse me?”

“Oh, sorry. I must have inherited my brother’s blunt way of speaking.”

My brother is really convenient to use as an excuse at times like this.

“Young lady, you are truly free-spirited. It must be nice for friends to understand each other.”

By the way, this was her way of calling me a rude wild boar.

Well, I’m usually called a delinquent young lady, so it didn’t particularly anger me.

The Heretic Emperor, the crippled whore, the monster, and the delinquent young lady… quite the masterpiece. That’s the state of this country that calls us such names.

“Then please go in. Don’t even think about looking into your son’s affairs if they bother you.”

“That doesn’t seem to be your concern. Of course, there won’t be any such thing.”

She left, brushing off the faint anger lingering in her eyes.

Of course, the target of that anger wasn’t me but the scrawny brat who owns this mansion.

“…If only they could just tear each other apart and die.”

Suppressing the electric current and disgust bubbling up, I climbed the stairs and arrived at the family head’s room.

I suppressed the urge to break down the door and managed to knock.

What greeted me wasn’t the voice of that damn brat but an old servant’s voice.

“The family head has granted an audience.”

…At this point, even if I killed them all, Raul and even the woman who went to heaven before would forgive me.

I kicked the door down, and as the dust settled, I saw that smug face again.

“Rosie Nevermore.”

“…I’ll send the bill for the door to the Duke Argos household.”

Rosie Nevermore.

The sister of my friend and Raul’s fiancée, or rather, the woman who was supposed to be his fiancée, is a bitch.

She’s called the most beautiful woman in the empire, but she’s still a bitch compared to her sister.

With her mixed white and blonde hair, golden eyes, and enchanting appearance, she’s called the Platinum Lion, but to me, she’s just a bitch.

Where would you find a lion with a fat lump of flesh on its chest? That’s just a bitch.

To put it simply, she’s just a pretty bitch.

“Feel free to send the bill. My brother handles those things anyway.”

“Of course. Your brother was brilliant enough to manage all supplies and administration during the war, but you seem to struggle with such things.”

I didn’t expect to miss Raul so soon.

No, even my brother would be better than these bitches.

“…You’ve grown up enough to pick fights already.”

“Perhaps it’s you who’s getting old, young lady, still unmarried?”

Seriously, at this point, I feel like stabbing her with a spear would be justified. If I stab her with the blade, it might be dangerous, so I’ll use the blunt end.

No, I’ll beat her up later. First, I need to keep my eyes and mind intact to read Raul’s letter.

With superhuman patience, I suppressed my anger and took out the letter with trembling hands. I didn’t even know I had this much patience.

“Your fiancé sent a letter. He wrote it all night, so read it carefully a few times.”

“Ah, a letter from him?”

This brat, without any manners, took the letter I handed over with her left hand while still focused on the documents.

Her gaze was still on the documents, not me, making her seem like such a bitch that I wanted to gouge her eyes out.

If she and Raul had a child who inherited both their personalities… just imagining it is terrifying. That would be a living disaster.

“It’s obviously a letter of annulment.”

And without even reading the letter Raul wrote, Rosie held it over a candle and burned it.

“It’s not worth reading.”

I immediately smashed the desk she was working on.

“Hey.”

“…That was a desk I liked. I’ll send you the bill for that too. It’s made of ivory, so it’s quite expensive.”

“Hey.”

I grabbed her by the collar.

“Do you know what you’ve done, and you’re talking about desk prices now? Should I pay condolence money?”

“It can’t be condolence money for something you broke. Are you so barbaric that you don’t even understand that?”

“Are you trying to play word games now?”

“I burned it because I knew what it said. I will accept the annulment, so there shouldn’t be a problem. Is there something wrong with my actions?”

This is why noble brats…! I’m a noble too, but these brats are especially…!

They’re all just so disappointing.

“If it wasn’t that, did that guy send me a love letter? If it wasn’t a request for annulment, I’d gladly apologize.”

“Watch your mouth. We fought so you could live comfortably. Show at least some respect.”

“At least some respect… says the person who broke the door and desk and grabbed my collar.”

“…I’m desperately holding back from smashing your head in right now.”

If it weren’t for Raul and this bitch’s sister, I would’ve smashed her head open and scattered her brains from the start.

“Yes, Raul is a hero.”

This bitch, even with me grabbing her collar, didn’t change her expression and started firing back.

“At the same time, he’s the murderer who killed my sister.”

That… is an undeniable fact.

But it’s not like we have nothing to say.

Raul also sent several letters about that day… but judging by this bitch’s attitude, she probably burned them without reading.

“You better remember. What happened that day was unavoidable…!”

“The world is about results, young lady. No matter what excuses you add, the result that he killed my sister remains unchanged.”

“…Ah, is that so? You’re so great.”

Talking to this bitch is more beneficial than debating with my brother.

Of course, backing down like this doesn’t suit my temper, so I decided to fire back one last shot.

“But you know, if the world is about results, why do you ignore the result that you became the family head thanks to Raul?”

“That’s…”

“No matter what excuses you add, the result doesn’t change, right?”

“……”

My brother’s assessment was spot on. Even though he’s annoying, he has a sharp eye for people.

My brother described this bitch in his notes as ‘competent but with petty behavior.’

It’s exactly as he said.

“…I’ll remember today’s rudeness, young lady.”

“Feel free. But if you can’t bite, don’t bark in the first place.”

“Yes. That’s what I intend to do.”

As I let go and turned my back, Rosie said this.

“By the way, it’s almost the anniversary of the previous… no, the previous previous Count Berze’s death.”

“…I’m not the type to memorize other people’s father’s death anniversaries.”

“I’ll show you something interesting. To you and to that guy.”

“Do as you please. Oh, and I just said, if you can’t bite, don’t bark. But you know…”

I released electricity, shattering the window behind her into pieces.

“I bite and then bark.”