The Villain’S Daughter-In-Law Is Inherently Powerful [EN]: Chapter 85

“How could the bird not be startled?”

“You have to silence your presence and become one with this tree. I learned it from my uncle.”

As we whispered a bit more, the bluebird tilted its head as if annoyed.

Startled, I quickly covered my mouth and tried not to even breathe.

Chirp, chirp.

Sitting still on the tree like that, the sounds of nature, which had been pushed away by humans, seeped into my ears.

The chirping of insects, the cuckoo-cuckoo song of a bird, the breathing of a small squirrel that had made its home in the big tree, and even the rustling of leaves in the wind.

‘Ah, peaceful.’

After being around so many people for days, I had forgotten what tranquility was…

“You can lean on me. Do you want to take a nap?”

“Uh-huh. I have to go to the bank…”

“It’s okay. The bank here stays open late. I checked.”

“Really…? Then…”

I don’t know why the breeze touching my cheek feels so soft and warm.

Without realizing it, I leaned into Dante’s arms and closed my eyes.

“Florin, after the event tomorrow, will you go on a date with me?”

“Da… haaam.”

“Just say yes. Then I’ll take you around.”

“Uh-huh…”

What was that? I thought I saw Dante grinning in my blurry vision…

Just a little… sleep…

“Huh!”

What bank stays open so late?!?

Snapping awake, I jumped up, tripped over my own feet, and tumbled to the ground with a thud.

“Ouch…”

My butt.

Perhaps the shock caused some confusion in Iculus [her magical ferret companion], as my ferret ears and whiskers popped out.

I struggled to push the round ears back in as I staggered to my feet.

“Huh, a room…?”

Did Dante move me?

Since no one was around, I straightened my clothes and went downstairs.

I saw the lights were brightly lit in the drawing-room, and there were my adoptive mother and… a person I’d never seen before.

“Mother?”

“You’re awake, daughter. The long journey must have been tiring.”

“I slept so well that my face is swollen.”

I glanced at the stranger and hurried over to my adoptive mother.

It seems late, so who is it?

“This is the branch manager of the Goldrush Bank’s Tartier branch. I called him because you needed to take care of some banking matters.”

“Ah?”

I don’t have to go to the bank; it comes to me?

I thought I had become accustomed to the various privileges while living in Driblane, but this is new.

A visiting banking service that willingly comes to me.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Money Man Sacksure.”

Wow, that name is very trustworthy.

I shook hands with Branch Manager Sacksure and sat quietly on the sofa.

“What are you curious about?”

“Ah, well… I was wondering how much money is in my account.”

It wouldn’t be that much money for you to come all the way here.

I scratched my cheek, feeling a little awkward.

“Before coming here, I checked the documents and found that there were two accounts under the name of Florin Driblane. Would you like me to check the balances of both?”

“Huh? Only one, I think?”

“There are definitely two. The first account was opened by Lapiren Zerbaiz. And the second account was opened by…”

“?”

“Young Master Dante Driblane.”

“Huh?”

What does that mean?

I was genuinely bewildered and widened my eyes.

“He opened the account about two weeks ago at the Goldrush Bank headquarters in the capital.”

“Without my consent? Is that possible?”

“Yes. In Dante’s case, he visited the bank to open an account to invest the income generated from his building assets. And he designated Florin Driblane as the beneficiary of that account.”

What is all this?

So, Dante had a building, and he was going to invest the monthly rent from that building in financial products—

Why am I the beneficiary there?!

“The reason for designating the beneficiary as Florin Driblane instead of himself is as follows: ‘You must give everything to your spouse, and the lightest thing you can give is income.’ It is written here in his own handwriting.”

Good heavens.

I was speechless as I looked at the documents that Mr. Sacksure presented.

I was greatly surprised, but honestly, I was also touched that Dante thought of me as that important.

‘The lightest thing you can give is money. For some people, that’s the biggest thing, and they refuse to give it!’

That meant Dante valued the heart more than money.

‘I’m a little embarrassed.’

Dante would surely brag about receiving a green nephrite cufflink, but why did I think I had to hide it because I was ashamed?

I greatly reflected on my thoughts and began to see Dante in a different light.

I thought he was just a naive child, but… he has an unexpectedly deep side.

‘It’s also very cool.’

But a building.

Where did he get the building?

‘Did he inherit it from his father, Dien Glanz? If he inherited it from Ariadne, Ian should also have a building, but Ian doesn’t.’

Indeed, a diamond spoon [born into extreme wealth] is different.

How can an orphan live in this world? Sniffle.

I want a diamond mine dad too! Sob sob!

“Then, would you like to check the cash held in the two accounts?”

“……Yes.”

I nervously checked the documents for the first account.

As expected, it was miserable.

‘It hurts my heart.’

Soon, I calmed myself and skimmed through the second document. Then I rubbed my eyes.

‘Huh? Did I see it wrong?’

I’m only ten years old, but my eyes are already blurry.

I brought the document close to my eyes and read it again from the beginning. But the number filling my vision didn’t change.

“How many zeros are there???”

Shocked, I screamed, and Mr. Sacksure, who was watching my reaction, chuckled and took the documents back.

“Dien Glanz, who left all his inheritance to Young Master Dante, was a genius investor in his lifetime. He was a treasure to our bank.”

“!”

“However, Young Master Dante also seems to have a very keen eye for products, even though he is still young.”

“Wow…”

He’s really showing a new side.

Even though he’s one of the male protagonists in the original story, isn’t this too unbalanced?

How can the supporting characters live in this world!

“After enjoying your shopping, please feel free to contact our Goldrush Bank Tartier branch for payment inquiries at any time.”

Mr. Sacksure politely stood up, bowed, and left.

I stammered, then covered my forehead and buried myself in the back of the sofa.

Is this a dream or reality?

“Mother. Am I dreaming right now?”

“No. It’s definitely reality.”

“But… Dante gave me an account! The whole thing!”

Good heavens. Oh my god! Oh God!

I covered my face with both hands, pouring out all the exclamations I could utter. My heart was pounding because I had witnessed such a great number.

But before long, I carefully lowered my hands.

“Um, but I don’t know if I can really accept it. It’s too much money…”

“Is that so? This much would be a common occurrence.”

“……Common?”

“It’s a ducal family, after all.”

My adoptive mother genuinely looked like she didn’t know what the problem was or what was bothering me.

So I had to explain further.

“Dante isn’t that kind of person, and I wouldn’t have thought of it in the first place, but I’m worried it might look like he’s giving a bribe to become the head of the family…, and that I’m receiving that bribe.”

“It’s too little to be a bribe to become the head of the family. You don’t have to worry, daughter. Above all, thinking that bribes are bad is a very Holy Empire-like thought.”

“……Ah?”

“Bribes are common in the Magic Empire. But in this case, it’s not a bribe, but an act of endearment.”

My adoptive mother replied indifferently and calmly.

But it hit the nail on the head so much that I flinched.

Is it because I wasn’t born in the Magic Empire that I think this way?

‘Well, because I’m a spy planted by the Holy Empire…….’

Now my heart started beating fast because I was afraid the fact that I was a spy would be revealed.

“You may not be able to sleep, but it’s best to get as much rest as possible since there’s an event tomorrow, daughter.”

“Yes…”

“Shall we go up, then?”

I almost fell even while holding my adoptive mother’s hand. It was because my legs gave out from being so surprised.

Even after lying in bed and covering myself with the blanket up to my nose, the dazed feeling didn’t go away, so I tossed and turned for a long time. And the identity of the emotion that kept me awake for so long was probably excitement.

‘As if he’s not the type to be a straight-forward man!’

His pushing is bulldozer-level.

If he’s already charging straight ahead like this when he’s so young, what will he be like when he grows up?

‘No wonder Dante had so many hardcore fans in the original story…….’