The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 14

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“Unbelievable. You two, fighting like this.”

After a while, Lapiren dismissed the people, told them to keep their mouths shut, and brought Gerd and me to the infirmary. Gerd’s ear was covered in blood, so it was better to go where the doctor was for quick treatment.

“That thing made me like this! I will definitely tell my father about this!”

Gerd didn’t change his arrogant attitude even in front of Lapiren.

I didn’t miss Lapiren’s brow furrowing, so I politely put my front paws together and sat down with a thud. I even drooped my whiskers to show that I was reflecting on my actions.

“First of all, Lord Gerd is fine. His ear is just a little torn, but there’s no problem with his hearing.”

“I see. And the Little Madam?”

“The Little Madam’s tail is also unharmed. However, both of you may experience pain for a day or two. I’ll prescribe some medicine, and you can take it 30 minutes after meals.”

The doctor who treated us was a woman who looked to be in her 50s.

I heard John sigh in relief next to me at the doctor’s words and her gentle demeanor.

“Now that I know you’re both safe, I need to hear the whole story.”

Lapiren had a very stern expression. However, he didn’t seem to be taking Gerd’s side without hearing me out.

‘Lapiren is the Head’s closest aide.’

What he says here will be reported directly to the Head. Knowing that, John tried to step forward.

“I’ll explain.”

“No, please don’t. I’ll ask the two of you.”

At his sharp refusal, John had no choice but to step back. Seeing his innocent face covered with worry made me feel a little sorry.

‘But if I’m underestimated here, Gerd will look down on me and harass me for the rest of my life.’

I did well. I did the right thing.

Once you’re defeated in a battle of wills, all that’s left is to be bullied. You have to push back when the bullying starts. I knew that well from experience.

“Why should I explain to you? I have no obligation to explain to a subordinate. I will report directly to the Head.”

“Lord Gerd, you seem to think you’re qualified to interfere with the Head’s schedule.”

“I am his blood relative! Of course!”

Gerd didn’t seem to have come to his senses even after being bitten by me. Was he going to go to the Head and tell him to kick me out, even though the Head had personally accepted me as his daughter-in-law?

‘Is he out of his mind……’

Watching Lapiren press his lips into a straight line, I rolled my eyes. Gerd seemed like he would self-destruct if I just left him alone, so I should just keep my mouth shut.

“Little Madam, do you have anything to say?”

But when Gerd refused to explain, the question turned to me.

I pretended to be startled and fidgeted with my front paws.

“…Sorry.”

“What are you sorry for?”

“That… I bit the heir.”

“Why did you do that? Such behavior is barbaric. What makes us human is patience. Giving in to instinct makes us no different from animals; reason makes us human. I thought you were wise enough to know that.”

Lapiren’s olive eyes watched me.

Muttering to myself, I wondered which action would be the right one. Should I keep saying I was wrong, or would I get more points by explaining clearly?

“Pudding, threw away.”

“Pudding, you say?”

I squeezed my eyes shut and reached out. Then, Pompom flew gently into my arms.

– He threw the pudding that the cooks worked so hard to make into the trash right in front of my eyes.

I hugged Pompom tightly and continued.

“I, bad.”

“Are you sure Gerd did that?”

Lapiren’s voice was cold.

After hesitating for a moment, I shook my head weakly.

But there was something else to report.

“Marry me, tower, lock up.”

– Once we’re married, I’ll divorce you and lock you up in the tower. You’ll crave my love for the rest of your life!

This time, Pompom automatically spat out Gerd’s recorded voice… Huh?

‘What, it had this function too?’

I didn’t know???

I opened my eyes wide in surprise, but Pompom played another recording on its own.

– I can’t marry an albino like you, so go to the Head right now and tell him. Tell him it was a mistake to designate you as the future mistress, and that he should stop!

“……”

Silence.

The temperature in the infirmary seemed to drop by 10 degrees.

Lapiren seemed genuinely angry, and he turned to Gerd with a colder face than he had shown me earlier.

“There’s evidence.”

“It’s, it’s a fabrication! It’s fabricated!”

“That’s Kiraxus’s invention. Lord Kiraxus is already recognized within the family as someone who doesn’t make mistakes.”

In other words, you’re screwed.

I forgot that I had to pretend to be depressed at the unexpected help and relaxed my expression.

“Paddak, too. Paddak, my tail, grabbed.”

I had to report this quickly before Gerd was dragged out.

I quickly added a word to Lapiren. Then, my faithful friend Pompom translated my words.

– The intermediate wind spirit threatened me. The spirit grabbed me and pulled me down from above John’s head.

“Are you saying that you used the spirit that the Richenbium royal family gave you for protection as an attack against the Little Madam?”

“No! I just, I just wanted to scold her. She laughed at me first!”

“……Lord Gerd, you don’t realize what you’ve done wrong at all. Attacking with a royal spirit could lead to a fight between Richenbium and Dribljane!”

Lapiren, who had been trembling, finally raised his voice.

Gerd, who had never been scolded by anyone before, was about to burst into tears with an expression mixed with betrayal, shock, surprise, and injustice.

“I don’t understand why trying to discipline an albino is, why it’s becoming like that……”

That’s when it happened.

Clang!

The door was thrown open violently, and the sound of a cane hitting the marble floor as if to break it was heard. The infirmary was definitely large, but with the addition of the large man, it was so cramped that it was suffocating.

“Rash.”

The one who changed the atmosphere of the space just by appearing. The Head, Immanuel, who appeared with four large bear-like escort knights, was dressed so solemnly that he seemed to have come from doing something dangerous.

Lapiren was the first to pay his respects to the Head.

“I greet the Great Head.”

“Hmm.”

The eyes of the old beast fell on me once, and then on Gerd.

His face was unreadable, and I was starting to feel a little uneasy.

“Father.”

Someone walked in leisurely from the open door. Hair as dark as the lonely darkness of the night. Below it were turquoise eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Kiraxus strode towards me and lifted me up into his arms.

“My esteemed father has never tolerated those who challenge him.”

“Don’t forgive them?”

“Didn’t you hear everything? Surely your ears haven’t gone bad already.”

Huh? Since when were you listening?

I didn’t know what was going on, but Kiraxus was taking my side.

Realizing that, I grabbed Kiraxus’s collar tightly and lowered my head for a moment.

‘Hoo, ha, hoo, ha.’

Wait a minute, let me take a deep breath before I put on an acting performance worthy of the year-end awards.

“Head…! I’m hurt!”

But Gerd, seeing Kiraxus’s actions, ran straight to the Head. I clicked my tongue at his cleverness in showing his injured ear.

‘But my cunning is one step ahead, you bastard.’

Soon, I began to tremble. So pitiful and pathetic that no one could fail to notice.

‘The Head hasn’t completely fallen for me yet. He’s still calculating.’

It was right that Gerd should be punished for this. But it was obvious how Richenbium would react when Gerd was punished. We would have to deal with official protests for a while.

And the Head was now weighing whether I was worth enduring that.

‘But things in the world don’t always go for profit.’

I had naturally learned and acquired this after repeatedly possessing seven times, including this life. The world mostly revolves around profit, but the most important thing is ultimately the heart.

“Tsk.”

The Head clicked his tongue as if he had made a decision and opened his mouth.

But right then, I intervened.

“Head, Imma, hoo-hoo, get better.”

Not ‘I’ll get better,’ but ‘I’ll make you better.’ At that simple difference, the Head, Immanuel, stopped what he was about to say.

“No, hurt.”

“Hurt?”

“Uung [yes]. Head, Imma, hurt.”

When I reached out my front paw, Kiraxus allowed me to get closer.

I turned my gaze to the Head’s black, shiny shirt collar that he was wearing today.

‘There’s a stain.’

There was something red speckled on the sleeves of his silver-gray suit as well. That couldn’t be ink, could it?