Lord Baby Runs A Romance Fantasy With Cash [EN]: Chapter 169

Meeting Lady Chavonne’s eyes.

‘Th-This isn’t a human’s eyes…’

Lady Aizelle felt goosebumps all over her body.

‘It’s a murderer’s eyes.’

Those eyes were scarier than the pain of her blood vessels tearing, scarier than the threats to kill her.

Those were truly the eyes of someone who could do anything.

‘Am I okay?’

No matter what, she thought nothing more than being locked up, yelled at, or slapped would happen.

This was far beyond Lady Aizelle’s imagination.

“Where did you hide the potion bottle?”

“…Hic, ugh…”

“Yes, don’t answer. It wouldn’t be fun if you answered too quickly, would it?”

Clang!

Each time the sharply honed, bright red energy surged before her eyes, it felt like something inside was snapping.

The first pain she had ever tasted.

“Hngh, eugh, sob…”

“Hehe, that’s a very nice expression.”

Lady Chavonne smiled seductively and gently caressed Lady Aizelle’s cheek.

Goosebumps rose from where they touched.

“Don’t you feel like talking now? I want to enjoy this a bit more, but I don’t have time considering the Empress.”

“Aaaah! Keuk, eugh…”

It hurts.

It’s scary.

I,

‘I hate it…’

Thoughts flickered and cut off due to the pain.

A single word was embedded in her poorly functioning mind.

Hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it.

‘I hate it!’

Lady Aizelle opened her mouth.

“Haa… Heu, I…”

But even if she wanted to answer, the pain prevented her from speaking properly.

“You’re more stubborn than I thought? Or did I use too little strength?”

Lady Chavonne said, seemingly troubled, and stroked Lady Aizelle’s hair.

“It’s been so long that I can’t quite get the feel for it. It would be a problem for me if you died before I got an answer.”

“Haa, I…”

“Huh?”

Lady Chavonne tilted her head.

She had been ignoring it, thinking it was just a moan, but looking again, Lady Aizelle was repeating the same sound.

Once again, her lips moved with difficulty.

“Haa…”

“Oh, dear. It hurt too much, didn’t it? I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

The bright red energy that had been digging into Lady Aizelle’s neck and chest disappeared in an instant.

“Cough! Cough, cough!”

A sharp cough burst from Lady Aizelle’s mouth. It felt as painful as if air was scraping her trachea [windpipe].

“Now, tell me.”

“Fl, flower bed… Heu, in the flower bed, at…”

“Flower bed? Where in the flower bed?”

“We, west side gate… Heu, where the servants pass…”

“Hmm…”

“Pay attention, behind the tree… Haa… Dig the ground…”

Lady Chavonne stared at Lady Aizelle’s face for a moment.

She had been to the grand banquet hall several times, but she had never been to the side gate where the servants passed.

‘But that should be the same for Lady Aizelle.’

Knowing that yew trees were planted there gave her words credibility.

If the yew trees had branches extending from the lower part, the traces of digging would not be noticeable.

The right choice for someone trying to hide something for a while.

‘She doesn’t seem to be lying.’

More than anything, looking at her terrified expression now, it was clear she couldn’t be thinking of anything else.

Well, for a noble lady who had grown up pampered, just being tied up and slapped a few times would be scary enough.

‘Hmph, how dare you interfere with my work.’

Swoosh!

Lady Chavonne roughly lifted Lady Aizelle’s chin.

“The Empress is such an easy person to manipulate.”

“……”

“Quietly holding back all this time, and then, as other maids disappeared and even I seemed to be distancing myself from the Empress, you revealed your true colors and tried to seize the Empress in your grasp…”

Lady Chavonne smiled as she stared intently into Lady Aizelle’s eyes.

“Very impressive. I was honestly surprised. I’ll sincerely praise you for this. If your opponent hadn’t been me, you would have succeeded.”

Thump, Lady Chavonne released Lady Aizelle’s chin as if pushing it away.

“Stay here quietly until I bring the potion bottle. If I bring you back with the unused potion bottle, the Empress will be very pleased.”

She turned around and continued.

“The Empress will decide what to do with you.”

Tap, tap.

As if she hadn’t just tortured someone, Lady Chavonne’s gait was elegant.

Seeing her grab the doorknob, Lady Aizelle completely closed her fading eyes.

‘It’s done.’

She did it.

Her heart was racing like crazy, yet it felt like she was sinking deeply.

Lady Chavonne was mistaken.

‘You’re completely wrong. It’s not that I, who hid my ambition and became the Empress’s maid, am now seizing this opportunity to show my worth.’

It was just that she, who thought she would live an ordinary life, had encountered an opportunity to open up a new horizon.

She never dreamed that such tremendous danger would accompany this new world.

But it was okay.

Lady Aizelle couldn’t bring herself to sell out the person who had shown her the new world, the person who had told her, ‘You have enough potential to encounter that world.’

‘The person who recognized me, believed in me, and gave me a chance.’

She protected that person.

And.

‘I didn’t succumb to the pain and threats and do what that bitch wanted.’

Amidst the words and sentences that didn’t properly connect due to the pain, Lady Aizelle thought.

Hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it, hate it.

‘I hate doing what that person wants more than death!’

一And.

“Very impressive. I was honestly surprised. I’ll sincerely praise you for this. If your opponent hadn’t been me, you would have succeeded.”

The gaze that looked down on her.

‘No, you failed.’

She was the one who succeeded.

‘…I won.’

Click, creak.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lady Aizelle struggled to open her eyes.

Lady Chavonne stood in the doorway, said something to the outside, and then closed the door again.

“……?”

“Why do you have that expression?”

Lady Chavonne turned around, looked at Lady Aizelle, and smiled brightly.

“Did you think I would leave? There’s still something I need to confirm, so there’s no way I would.”

Tap, tap.

Lady Chavonne slowly walked over and stood in front of Lady Aizelle again.

“Oh my, look at you trembling like that. Were you very surprised?”

She looked at her with pity and brushed the sweat-soaked hair from Lady Aizelle’s face.

“Did you think it was over?”

Lady Chavonne, with a pitiful look, patted Lady Aizelle’s cheek and sighed deeply.

“I was going to do that too, but one question came to mind.”

“……”

“I was wondering if there might be a mastermind behind you, ordering you to do these things.”

Flinch.

Perhaps it was because she was caught off guard at the moment when she relaxed, thinking it was all over.

Even though she repeated dozens of times in her mind that she had to be calm, she reacted instantly.

“Oh my?”

A cruel smile hung on Lady Chavonne’s lips.

“You were a sly little lady, weren’t you? I only poked at it once, just in case. I almost completely fell for it, didn’t I?”

Lady Aizelle glared at Lady Chavonne with her teeth clenched.

“Hehe, a completely different look than before? I like this too. Now, this time it will be a bit more thrilling than before.”

The crimson energy rose sharply from Lady Chavonne’s raised hand.

Swoosh.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Just the slightest touch of that energy felt like her skin was burning.

“You better speak quickly. This really hurts, you know?”

“Heup, keuk!”

“The person who used you is somewhere else, so there’s no need for you to suffer like this, right?”

‘Used?’

Used, she said?

Various thoughts floated in Lady Aizelle’s eyes, blurred by the pain.

Seeing that, Lady Chavonne smiled and whispered seductively.

“Are you perhaps trying to keep your loyalty? To someone who used you as they pleased?”

Lady Aizelle’s eyes wavered.

Soon, her parched lips moved.

“No, it’s n-not…”

“What?”

“It’s not. I…”

I wasn’t used.

“I bet on the Lady’s potential. It seemed to me that the Lady had the most potential.”

“Believe it. In the end, it was the Lady who won the Empress’s favor, and it was also the Lady who recognized that the portrait I showed and Mrs. Sarah were the same person.”

“The chance, I seized… Keuk!”

The bright red energy dug into Lady Aizelle’s chest.

“Heok…!”

“It’s only a little troublesome if I kill you here anyway. As long as I take the potion bottle, the Empress will believe me.”

“Eugh, haa, keuheuk…”

“Speak!”

“……”

“Tell me! Who ordered you to move! Who is your backer!”

Lady Aizelle pressed her lips tightly and raised the corners of her mouth.

It was a smile that trembled and wasn’t properly drawn, but it was enough for Lady Chavonne to recognize.

Gritting her teeth, Lady Chavonne raised her arm high.

At that moment.

“It’s me.”

A youthful voice rang out from behind.

Slowly, Lady Chavonne turned around.

“…Duchess Paeraton?”

“That’s right. Aizelle’s backer.”

Lady Aizelle’s eyes widened.

“Yo, Your Grace, why…”

“It’s okay. Sorry I’m late.”

Lady Aizelle seemed to have more to say, but she closed her mouth at the sight of Ruatisha’s face.

“Ha!”

Lady Chavonne burst into a dumbfounded laugh.

“You, you weren’t just a simple little kid, were you?”

“Hmm… Ruru isn’t just a simple little kid, but a pretty, cute, kind kid who loves cider.”

Lady Chavonne’s face twisted.

“Was it your doing that made Ariel like that? I thought it was Duke Paeraton’s work.”

“Wow, you’re not even hiding it now? It’s okay to say it’s related to Ariel?”

“If you’ve appeared in this place, you must know that much.”

Lady Chavonne frowned and focused on Ruatisha’s reaction.

‘How much does she know? How much does she know about ‘That Person’?’

She thought she was just a child who was taking away the influence that should have gone to ‘That Person’….

‘It’s my mistake. Or did that child hide it that well? Anyway, I need to find out everything I can.’

Extracting information is much more important now than lowering the influence of Duchess Paeraton.

“You’re beating around the bush too obviously. But I want to start with a show of force.”

Ruatisha raised the sword she had been dangling down.

“……?!”

Lady Chavonne was truly surprised.

‘That little kid is holding a greatsword like it’s a tree branch?!

Ruatisha Paeraton was definitely supposed to be a cripple who couldn’t inherit magic!

“What do you think a backer is?”

“What nonsense are you…”

“I think a backer’s role is to punish anyone who hurts our kid.”

Ruatisha’s gaze captured the disheveled Lady Aizelle.

“That way, they’ll trust their backer and act out well, right? I really like people who act out according to their abilities.”

A strange energy began to form in her Paraiba-colored eyes.

A silent rage.

Lady Chavonne instinctively flinched.

And panicked.

To be overwhelmed by the eyes of an insignificant child!

“Our female lead unnie [older sister/term of endearment for a female friend] is a Sword Master. She’s so cool that she can own all the anger.”

“……”

“I don’t know if you’re human or what, but I don’t really care.”

“What?”

“Whether you’re human or not, if you’re alive, you’ll die if I beat you enough.”

Ruatisha leaned on one leg. She was so delinquent that you couldn’t tell who the villain was.

“How dare you mess with our kid.”

She spat on the floor.

“You’re dead.”

Woooooong!

The sword vibrated faintly as if resonating, and began to be covered in jet-black aura.

“Crazy!”

Lady Chavonne cursed without realizing it.

‘She’s really a Sword Master?!

No way!

Normally, no aura could be felt from Ruatisha Paeraton.

But now, jet-black aura was swirling around Ruatisha’s sword right before her eyes.

‘Damn it!’

Lady Chavonne hurriedly gathered her energy.

Several layers of blood-colored barriers stood in her way.

Five red blades that rose sharply behind her shone like the Grim Reaper’s scythe.

‘…What, she’s on a different level than Ariel?’

Ruatisha was inwardly surprised.

She swallowed hard at the more serious battle stance than she had expected.

It was only natural, but neither in her past life nor in this life had such terrifying blades been directed at her.

‘…It’s okay. I can do it.’

No, she had to do it.

‘More than anything, I got one more useless passive skill to draw out this ability!’

The name of that ability was none other than ‘Clueless’.

Even thinking about it again brought tears to her eyes.

Ruatisha took a deep breath, pulled her right foot back, and put her weight deeply on her left foot.

Seeing that, Lady Chavonne gritted her teeth.

‘Her stance is perfect.’

Her lower body is stable as if she has been training for decades.

‘I’ll strike first.’

The five red blades rushed towards the small child.

Ruatisha stepped forward, meeting them head-on.

The tip of her sword moved very smoothly, as if she were dancing.

It was then.

Kwaang—!

With a roar, the door behind Ruatisha exploded.