The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 165

Thump!

With a motion as if shooing away a bothersome fly, Raheen staggered, unable to bear the weight of what she had wrapped around herself, and landed heavily on her rear.

It was quite an unsightly scene, but Kiraxus didn’t even glance at her, completely ignoring her. Ian did the same.

“Pfft!”

“Ahem, cough, ahem. Wh-what’s going on right now?”

“Oh my, that must hurt. Someone should go help her.”

Those who witnessed the scene openly whispered and laughed.

Leaving Raheen, who had instantly become a laughingstock, Kiraxus and Ian slowly approached Florin.

Toward the one their hearts assured was the real deal.

All Raheen could do was watch them.

‘Why? Why is this happening to me today of all days?’

Raheen, staring blankly at Kiraxus’s back, momentarily lost her composure.

The stress that had accumulated all day finally reached its breaking point and exploded.

“Father!!!”

Raheen, who shouted sharply, drawing everyone’s attention, soon began to sob. Pathetically crying was like her trademark.

“How could you do this! Pushing me away and not even helping me up… I’m so disappointed!”

‘How could he go to that girl when I’m here?’

‘I don’t understand. Why is everyone paying attention to that unsightly thing?’

‘Even Kiraxus! I don’t want to lose Kiraxus. Even if I can’t have anything else, having Kiraxus is enough!’

Her vision swam with anger.

For Raheen, Kiraxus was her Achilles’ heel [a fatal weakness].

She couldn’t allow anyone to approach Kiraxus’s side. If he couldn’t be hers, he shouldn’t belong to anyone else.

Of course, she couldn’t bear to see him cherish anyone else either.

“Ian, you too! You said you loved me!”

Her vision went white, then red, then blurred repeatedly.

Raheen frantically screamed whatever came to her mind.

“Um, why is the head of Driblya acting like that? Is there a reason?”

“Well, doesn’t it seem like the Saintess of the Holy Empire is getting excessive attention today? Of course, our Saintess’s behavior is a bit… questionable, though.”

“I don’t understand either. But it’s entertaining, so I don’t mind.”

Once Raheen started ranting like that, those who had similar thoughts added their own comments.

Mostly nobles who had daughters.

They were furious that the Crown Prince had shared his first dance with the Saintess of the Holy Empire.

“Raheen! Dear, are you alright?”

“Inanna… sob… I’m so sad. Waaah.”

Inanna, who had been resting in a corner of the banquet hall, rushed over in a fluster, unable to understand what all the commotion was about.

Why was her son smiling so coldly? Why was Raheen acting like this again?

Since she hadn’t witnessed the situation from the beginning, she couldn’t make sense of it.

“Kiraxus, what’s going on? Is there something your mother should know?”

Inanna tried to calmly sort out the situation first.

Getting Raheen up was the first priority, so she quickly gestured to Sir Idaho, who had followed behind, but then another surprising thing happened.

Sir Idaho pretended not to see Inanna’s signal.

Inanna, flustered, pressed her wrinkled lips tightly together.

‘Something is happening.’

Instinctively realizing that this situation was extremely important, she added just one more sentence.

“Whatever the matter, if it’s a family matter, we shouldn’t be airing our dirty laundry here. What did this child do to deserve being pushed like that…”

As soon as Inanna took her side, Raheen pathetically trembled her shoulders.

The moonlight-like shimmering silver hair was the perfect tool for creating a pitiful appearance.

‘Do more! Take my side more!’

The murmuring voices increased, and Kiraxus’s steps seemed to falter.

Raheen gritted her teeth and outwardly shed a tear pathetically.

But then, it was then.

The sound of soft footsteps approached, and the hem of the Saintess robe, which she hated wearing and cursed every day, came into view.

Raheen, who had been pretending to cry with her head bowed, was bewildered and looked up at the owner of the hand extended to her.

“……!”

It was Florin.

‘What? Why is she coming to me? Is she crazy?’

‘Should I just grab her hair and tear it out? Should I teach her a lesson with divine power?’

‘I don’t know how to relieve this resentment.’

But Raheen couldn’t do anything.

Because she noticed that Kiraxus was watching very carefully.

Raheen had been longing for him and watching him for a long time.

She knew that the turquoise light in his eyes was a warning.

Raheen gnashed her teeth. Then, she snatched Florin’s hand as if to seize it and scratched her wrist with her fingernails.

‘You must be so happy.’

The handsome men are all looking at you.

‘Today was supposed to be my day.’

Raheen thought that if she and Florin stood together, she would naturally receive attention.

‘Me, a princess dressed in only expensive things, and Florin, who is just a Saintess.’

‘There’s no comparison.’

But what? The reality is completely the opposite.

Raheen thought it was so absurd.

She couldn’t logically explain what was absurd, but she thought so anyway.

‘Just you wait. I’ll take back what you have. When I think about it, that was originally my place. So it’s only right that it’s mine, right? What you have is mine, and what I originally had is naturally mine!’

Raheen, cunningly scheming, came up with a word that could turn Florin into trash in this situation. And at the very moment she slightly opened her mouth…!

Slap!

Shock came first, rather than pain, followed by a tingling sensation.

“???”

‘Wh-what? Did I just get hit?’

Raheen paused, utterly dumbfounded.

Her thoughts stopped for a moment.

“Think about what you’ve done. One hit isn’t enough.”

Florin, who whispered coldly, raised her hand again.

This time, she tried to avoid it, but Raheen couldn’t move, as if she was being held back by something.

Thwack!

Not missing the opportunity, Florin slapped Raheen’s cheek again. Raheen covered her cheek and glared at Florin.

“You. You!”

“Why, are you going to say you won’t let it go?”

“!!!”

Florin chuckled as she watched her pointing with widened eyes.

It was only 3 seconds later that Raheen screamed.

“Aaaaaah!!! Who do you think you are! Die! Dieeeeeee!!!”

It wasn’t just jealousy anymore; she wanted to tear that bitch, Florin, to pieces right now. The murderous intent was boiling, and she couldn’t stand it.

“Goodness.”

“What’s all this commotion?”

The nobles’ eyes sparkled with interest as a great brawl, which could never be seen at such a banquet, was about to unfold.

They didn’t know what kind of grudge there was between the two Saintesses who had met for the first time today, but so what? As someone said, as long as it’s fun, it’s all good.

“Stop it!”

“Why are you doing this, Ack!”

However, Raheen’s gesture didn’t reach Florin.

The priests, who had been swallowing dry saliva and looking for a gap to intervene, quickly jumped out and blocked the two.

“Oh my, that Saintess has quite the temper. Seriously.”

“I know, right? Ack! My hair!”

“It’s all being pulled out!!!”

The priests created a human wall with one mind. As a result, Raheen’s fingernails flailed in the air and pulled at the priests’ heads.

It was very… unsightly.

“Oh dear, you’ll get hurt.”

“To think I mistook someone like that for you, even for a moment…”

Ian gently pulled Florin’s shoulder and stood next to her, and Dante blocked the front as if protecting Florin. Dante, in particular, lowered his head as if he had no face to show.

“A legendary scene that will go down in history.”

Soon, Crown Prince Yuri sauntered closer.

At his gesture, knights rushed in and separated Raheen, who was growling like a mad weasel, from the priests.

The jewel of one of the earrings she had been so proud of and wore rolled off and fell to the floor. Her hair was disheveled, and the tiara she was wearing was also half-slipped off.

However, Florin was unharmed.

She was just calmly looking down at Raheen, receiving perfect protection.

Raheen screamed again because her appearance reflected in her brown eyes was so pathetic. She didn’t want to believe this was reality. She just hoped it was a terrible dream.

“What are you looking at! You used some strange trick, didn’t you? You must have cast a vicious curse. Why else would everyone take your side?”

Those priests had never taken her side.

No one in this world has ever loved her.

This damn world! It’s not like I wanted to come here!

‘I was doing well in my original world!’

If I had to come here, there should have been proper compensation.

Only suffering and hardship!

“Yes, if only you… if only you disappeared. You must have stolen all the good things; that’s why this is happening.”

Raheen, her pupils turbid, trembled and created a scythe of light in both hands.

‘I hate her.’

She hated that girl so much that her intestines seemed to be twisted.

“It’s dangerous, step back!”

“That power is…!”

The priests, startled by the dangerous energy emanating from the divine power, looked at Florin with anxious eyes.

No matter how they thought about it, it didn’t seem like their Saintess could overcome that power.

But the priests’ anxiety was soon put to rest.

“A fake shouldn’t be disrespectful to the real thing.”