The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen chapter 132

132 – Lady’s Confession

Let’s think.

“Let go.”

“I’m holding it.”

“Then grab onto it.”

“Yes.”

What kind of situation is this?

The guy who was supposed to go home is petrified with fear.

The lady is getting angry.

Hmm…

It seemed like things had gone awry while I was briefly away.

I cautiously asked the lady staring at Ruin with cold eyes, “What happened?”

I was quite curious about what he had done to make that prideful guy unable to keep his cool. I knew that Ruin made the lady uncomfortable, but still, I thought of him as a crazy guy who wouldn’t easily be shaken. I was very curious about what he had said to make that guy act like that.

“Why is he behaving like this?”

“He’s sulking.”

“What did you say to make him sulk like that?”

“Well…”

“Well…?”

“I said he’s ugly.”

*

10 minutes ago.

Olivia was glaring at Ruin with cold eyes.

Because he had disregarded her mansion.

Olivia was quite displeased that someone who was seeing the mansion Ricardo had carefully designed for the first time was ignoring it.

His appearance was as unattractive as dried seaweed. Olivia didn’t like it when people bluntly said his mouth was the only thing open.

Already on edge from not eating, she was greatly irritated by the sudden visitor disrespecting the mansion.

“Why are you disrespecting someone else’s house? Was your house made of gold?”

“…”

“Why are you picking a fight? Are you rich?”

“Sigh… Why are you getting on my nerves, both of you…?”

“Answer me. Ugly guy.”

“Ha… This is truly ridiculous.”

“I find it even more absurd.”

Olivia was genuinely curious.

She wondered why that guy, who picked a fight, was getting angry. Despite Ricardo’s advice to speak kindly, she was trying her best to be polite without using harsh words, so why was he picking a fight? Olivia was genuinely curious.

So, she asked.

“Are you crazy?”

“But why are you speaking ill of me?”

“You’re the one annoying me.”

“Shouldn’t I be the one getting annoyed? Coming to someone else’s house and cursing freely, it’s disgusting.”

“…”

“Why can’t you speak? Are you perhaps mute?”

Olivia asked Luin with pure curiosity. Implicitly suggesting that if there was no specific reason, she would be very angry.

“I feel bad about throwing fits just because of how I look.”

“So what?”

“Well… speak nicely. I’m the only one allowed to curse in this mansion.”

“You’re being absurd. Utterly absurd.”

Green spoke to Olivia with a long sigh.

“I find it annoying that you act this way. Getting angry without any reason… it’s like being x without any skills.”

Olivia responded to Green’s retort as if it were obvious. Without skills. If that’s the case, then a person like that is no different from a corpse.

“I am pretty.”

“Ridiculous.”

“Ricardo said I’m pretty.”

“That’s because he has a thing for your eyes…”

“Ricardo is never wrong.”

As the harsh green retort reached Olivia’s ears, she replied to him in a cold voice.

“You’ve been warned once.”

“…”

“I’ll tolerate it up to three times. Ricardo says it’s best to endure up to three times when he’s angry.”

“That Ricardo… Oh, frightening.”

“Twice.”

“…”

With warnings piling up, the green one kept his mouth shut. He gazed at Olivia with a contemplative expression, as if pondering what words could provoke damage.

Having found the right answer, the green one spoke with a sinister smile.

“Hey.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s be honest, pink is just childish. What’s with pink? Kindergarten stuff?”

“I look pretty. Much prettier than your hair color.”

“I thought your head was a flower garden, but your mental state seems like one too.”

Seemingly annoyed, the green one stuck out his lips, muttering to himself, a sight that Olivia did not appreciate.

Continuing to cross the line with provocations.

The tone that touched her nerves.

Not a single thing from one to ten pleased her.

What angered Olivia the most was Ricardo’s disregard for the things he had painstakingly created.

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Olivia was slowly starting to get angry.

“The third one.”

“The third? What can you even do?”

Olivia stated confidently.

“I can do it. Anything.”

“Ridiculous.”

Green hair.

Ugly face.

Academy uniform.

Olivia quickly rolled her mind to contrast with a certain figure in her memory and could conclude that he was a disciple of Matap doctrine.

The only flaw of Matap doctrine.

His disciple, Ruin.

She didn’t have vivid memories of Ruin, but she knew a few weaknesses that could get under his skin.

A filthy personality.

Defeated in the past.

Lost to Ricardo.

And.

The extent of having no friends.

Olivia’s mind spun rapidly as if she were about to fight.

One of Olivia’s organs was ignited by the dirty nature of trying to remember forgotten memories suddenly and somehow tear them apart.

Therefore, Olivia asked again in a cold voice.

“Nerd.”

“…What?”

“Nerd.”

“Are you calling me a nerd right now? You son of a b*tch, you…”

“Why? Does it sting?”

Olivia asked Lune with pure curiosity.

In her faint memory, the person named Lune that she had was a flashy guy.

Although he had many friends, not many people liked him, and she remembered that there weren’t many who would like a guy who lived in his own world.

He didn’t have a prestigious background, and since Matap raised his disciples with a laissez-faire attitude, all he had was being somewhat good at using magic.

She remembered her not-so-good academy life.

“Are you acting like this because it stings?”

“…It’s disgusting.”

“It’s not dirty, it’s just who I am.”

“…”

“Apologize. If you apologize, I’ll let it go here.”

“I can’t.”

“Hmm…”

Olivia paused, caressing the handle of her wheelchair.

“If you don’t apologize, I’ll get angry.”

“Hmph. And what about you?”

“Yeah.”

“Even you, who can’t move your legs?”

Ruin taunted Olivia.

With a smile tinged with disregard, he mocked his past self who had been afraid of such a woman until now.

Wondering why he was afraid of a woman who couldn’t move as she pleased and couldn’t use magic.

Recalling his past misfortunes, Ruin looked down at Olivia with a smirk.

“You… are just a powerless being.”

“…”

“Without Ricardo, you’re nothing…”

“This is the last warning. Watch your words.”

“What?”

“I have a hard time controlling my anger.”

Ruin slowly extended his finger towards Olivia’s forehead.

Olivia, who used to be intimidating, now seemed so insignificant. The demon with dark talents, who had only shown disdain and contempt, now seemed trivial.

Ruin was about to poke her forehead with his finger, intending to smirk. That way, Olivia would understand her place.

So, should he give it a try?

The moment Olivia extended her finger to tap on the forehead.

– aaah….

Ruin felt an unfamiliar aura.

A sinister aura that seemed to tear apart his whole body began slowly rising from Ruin’s toes.

It was the first time.

A feeling as if his legs could give out at any moment.

More than when he met the Archbishop of Despair in the Hamel Mountains, a dark and eerie feeling was creeping over Ruin’s entire body.

“What is this…?”

Shaking his shoulders in the presence of the unknown aura, Ruin looked at Olivia sitting in front of him.

Olivia, devoid of any magical presence, simply kept her mouth shut, glaring at him.

“I’ll say it once more.”

*Gulp…*

“I’m not good at controlling my anger.”

And.

“I’m speaking calmly right now.”

It was terrifying.

The seemingly harmless Olivia was incredibly terrifying.

Whether it was the fear that arose after losing to her in the past, or the anger towards her creating this fear, Ruin wasn’t sure. But what was certain was that he couldn’t do anything right now.

A deep, pitch-black, and dark terror as if peering into an abyss.

With Olivia in front of him, clearly powerless and motionless, yet staring at her strangely, Ruin’s heart was pounding as if he had fallen into an abyss.

– Ha… Ha…

Ruin exhaled roughly.

The warning, “If you provoke her any further, you will die,” echoed within him.

Although he denied having any reason to be scared, his trembling legs denied everything.

And at the moment Olivia’s lips quivered.

“Die…”

“Why aren’t you leaving and staying here?”

Ricardo had come looking.

*

The male dormitory at the Snowfall Academy.

In the dark night, a soft, delicate voice flowed out. Too gentle and tender to be called a man’s voice.

The student having a nightmare was drenched in cold sweat, clutching the blanket tightly.

“No… It’s not true…”

“I… did that on purpose…”

“So… run away…”

In the depths of the nightmare, his friend’s face was painted black.

Always smiling.

The face of the friend who always shared food with a happy smile could not be seen behind the black veil.

– What’s wrong? Why are you alone again?

-…I miss my mom.

-That’s a difficult request to grant.

-Sob… Mom… I miss Mom.

-I miss Mom too!! Oh, right. But I don’t have a mom.

It was a bitter memory of his childhood, filled with his own dreams. The boy who planted dreams in him always sat beside me with hope, as he always did.

In the dream, the boy held out a piece of chocolate, smiling.

-You eat it alone.

-You’re not eating?

-No. I’m not a big fan of chocolate.

-Why?

-Um… It’s too sweet?

Then, a rumbling sound came from the boy’s stomach.

-Grrr~

-…

-What’s up. Not eating?

The boy, pretending not to notice, whistled and kindly unwrapped the chocolate, smiling.

It was an unforgettable face.

The boy’s smile.

The smile I loved the most, the smile I longed to see. That was when I first asked the boy.

-What’s your name?

-Me?

-Yes.

-My name is…

As always, the dream ended in the most desired story.