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◈ The Villain’s Ending

Chapter 074

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Delusion (13)

Seraphina comforted me for a long time before leaving the room.

She looked back several times, but I merely leaned against the doorway, waving my hand.

The door closed, and I was once again alone in the room.

Her warmth seemed to faintly linger.

The next day, I attended classes as usual, and went about my daily routine.

It was as if I would be truly unable to do anything if this inertia disappeared.

Around evening, I bought a suitable sandwich and plenty of snacks from the street in front of the academy, then headed to the church.

The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the street.

As I opened the church door, Estelle, sitting in a chair, turned around and waved her hand.

"Lavin? What's that in your hand?"

"I brought some dinner, have you eaten already?"

Estelle shook her head.

I took out a sandwich from the bag, which contained sandwiches and snacks bought with the money I received from Levina.

It was a very ordinary sandwich, with ham and cheese.

We sat side by side at the end of a long bench and began our meal.

After we finished the sandwiches and started on the snacks, I was the first to speak.

"This weekend, Levina and I decided to go somewhere, just the two of us."

"Levina, just the two of you?"

Estelle repeated the question.

Her voice was laced with surprise.

I nodded.

"Even when I had a younger sibling before, and we were quite close, I don't think we ever went out anywhere just the two of us."

Estelle said that, then shrugged her shoulders.

"But then again, I was too young at the time, so I can't quite remember."

She munched on her sandwich, swallowed, and then opened her mouth again.

"So, where are you going?"

"We haven't decided yet. Just, probably somewhere quiet and secluded, just the two of us."

"It's hard to see you two as normal siblings."

"We were never really 'normal' to begin with."

Just then, Estelle looked at my hand.

My palm was all scraped up.

It was a wound from inside the room yesterday.

"What happened to your hand?"

"I fell."

I vaguely brushed her off.

"Give me your hand."

Estelle said.

I hesitated for a moment, then extended my hand.

Estelle gently clasped my hand as if to enclose it.

It was warm and soft.

A faint light enveloped my palm.

With a stinging sensation, the wound vanished in an instant.

As if it had never been there.

Estelle, still holding my hand, opened her mouth.

"So, Lavin, what else do you want?"

Estelle asked, as if she could see right through me.

"I want to become the head of the family."

Upon hearing that, Estelle started to open her mouth, then pressed her lips together tightly.

She glanced down once, then looked back at me.

Her red eyes were shining.

"If you become the head of the family like that, do you have any thoughts on what you'll do next?"

I took a bite of my sandwich with one hand and didn't answer.

Because there was no such thing.

"If you haven't thought of anything else, how about marrying me?"

Estelle asked casually.

As if we were discussing what to have for dinner.

I was quite flustered but tried my best not to show it.

"First of all, didn't I tell you I had a fiancée, even if we weren't married?"

"You did. While whining that you were about to be dumped."

"The annulment... seems to have fizzled out."

At that, Estelle frowned slightly.

"What do you mean 'seems to have'?"

She let go of my hand, which she had been holding.

"And anyway, don't those mighty nobles only marry for vested interests, politics, and money, not love?

They're the type who only make loveless marriages."

Estelle rose from her seat and sat closer to me.

"Look, I only have you."

She said in a serious voice.

"No matter how much I'm praised in the church, or how cautious those nobles are around me, afraid to say a single wrong word, I'm happier eating dinner and chatting with you here."

Estelle always speaks with conviction.

I envied that.

Because I, who vaguely thought I should do something, or had to do something somehow, had rarely spoken or acted with conviction.

"......"

"I don't know much about power, but if you marry me, who would dare criticize you?

And I'm sure I can love you much better than that fiancée of yours, with whom there was even a talk of annulment.

At least I wouldn't discard the person I love just because a little problem arises."

I crammed the remaining sandwich into my mouth, chewed for a long time, then swallowed.

Then I said in a low voice.

"Estelle. You know I'm not the kind of person who can decide on marriage, engagement, the future, or what I want to do next.

Only the esteemed head of the family can decide such things, not me."

"Then what should we do?"

Estelle asked calmly.

"No, how are you going to become the head of the family?"

I looked at the floor and said.

"If I keep her locked up for a while, won't something happen, somehow?"

"That's too vague."

Estelle replied and rose from her seat.

"By the way, about the Duchess, it was too much to keep her in a coffin all day, so I just let her loose in the basement and occasionally throw her some food."

"Ah, thanks for taking care of it."

"So, when are you going to kill her?"

"I'm not going to kill her."

Estelle sighed.

"Well, that's not bad either.

Though it's a bit troublesome for me."

"Since we're on the subject, I'll go see her. Can you give me the key?"

Estelle took out an old iron key from her pocket and handed it to me.

I carried the bag containing the sandwiches and headed to the basement.

I unlocked the door and slowly walked down the stairs.

Without saying a word, I threw the bag in front of the rather haggard and smelly Duchess.

The Duchess's face was gaunt, and after being confined for a few days, she looked hollow-eyed.

She glared at me for a long time, then opened her mouth.

"How did you manage to charm the Saintess?"

"Indeed."

"Lavin, tell me what you want."

After descending the stairs, I took out a sandwich from the bag and threw it to the Duchess.

She tried to catch it with her hand, but her grip must have been weak, as she dropped it.

The sandwich fell to the floor.

"This is what I wanted to do."

"Are you exacting revenge from your childhood?

You're quite petty for a man.

And not particularly bold either."

The Duchess scoffed.

"No."

I shook my head.

"While I do resent you, you're not the child born from a woman I loved who carried another man's seed, so why would I go to such lengths?"

Upon hearing those words, the Duchess gnashed her teeth.

"How could someone like you possibly entangle yourself with the Saintess?

Or are you thinking of selling the family to the church?

It seems your mother's blood hasn't gone anywhere; you'll sell anything from your body to your soul."

"Whether I sell the family or not, or what I do with the Saintess, that's not what's important."

Since there wasn't a single chair to sit on in the basement, I just sat on the creaking stairs and looked down at the Duchess.

"What's important is, Levina. Is she crazy?"

"Why, does the position of family head look so tempting to a mere bastard like you?"

The Duchess asked mockingly.

"Yes. It looks very tempting."

I replied calmly.

"But don't worry.

Perhaps because I have lowly red blood mixed in me, I don't want to act as disgusting and ugly as you people."

Each time I spoke, the Duchess's eyebrows twitched, as if something displeased her greatly.

"Just, stay here for a while, and if I'm lucky enough to inherit the family, I'll release you somewhere suitable.

After that, you can spend the rest of your life holed up in some villa, surrounded by male prostitutes, or do as you please."

"What if you don't inherit it?"

"Then I'd be dead already.

You don't particularly like asking such foolish questions, do you?"

Upon hearing that, she remained silent for a long time.

Just as I was about to get up, she opened her mouth.

"Where is Klusel?"

"Klusel is......."

"Don't you even know your uncle's name?"

The Duchess rebuked.

"I don't really know what happened to that man."

I vaguely understood why Estelle had been able to capture the Duchess so easily.

The Duchess and the family head's younger brother must have been busy tumbling around, and it must have been too great a blessing to let even a little of those noble sounds reach those nearby, so they would have dismissed all the guards and everything.

By the way, I really don't know where that uncle-figure is.

I thought about asking Estelle, but decided against it, finding it too bothersome.

Because he would have taken care of himself well enough.

I looked at the Duchess, who wasn't even touching the bag containing the sandwiches, cookies, and drinks, and began taking out its contents and placing them on a small shelf nearby.

Silence fell.

Neither tension nor awkwardness flowed.

This small basement was filled with mutual unpleasantness.

Then, the Duchess broke the silence, speaking in a low voice.

"Even if you miraculously become the head of the family, no one will acknowledge you, and no one will accept you."

"It's always been that way."

"......"

"And I don't particularly wish for such things anyway. I'm not a person like you."

Having said that, I left the basement.

An unpleasant voice came from behind me, but I didn't bother to turn back.

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