TVRTH [Book 1]

Chapter 186

Lie For Lie, Part XII

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

[Ms. Isis. I understand you are going to abandon me. I admit that I made a big mistake, but don't forget that it wasn't my work alone, and I have letters exchanged with Ms. Isis. In the letters, there is also a story about that woman and His Highness the Crown Prince. It's also written what Ms. Isis will do in the future. If you ignore this letter again this time...You will have to be prepared for what I will say.]

"... Ha."

'How wicked she is!' Isis crumpled the letter in her hands and threw it to the floor. 'She dares to threaten me?' She wanted to go to the mansion of the Count of Roscent immediately and twist her neck, but she barely endured her desire and emptied the warm tea with her trembling hands.

The butler had guessed her mind as he had read the letter in advance, and he hurriedly prepared the cold water. Isis, who emptied the cold water in a single gulp, burst into laughter as if she had been embarrassed.

"How will I kill her? Huh?

"Ms. Isis..."

The problem was that she had written everything in the letters without hesitation because she had thought she would never betray her. She would never have done such a thing if she had known Mielle was so stupid. Maybe it was because she had thought Aria was an easy target that she couldn't get rid of the evidence thoroughly.

Isis, who clearly remembered what was left in the letters, closed her eyes and buried herself deep on the sofa. It was too risky to pass, so she needed to worry.

'No, what's the use of agonizing?'

From the beginning, she had known she couldn't throw her away and started. No, she had done it because she hadn't known she was going to face such a tragedy with that vulgar bitch and the Crown Prince, the scarecrow.

The letters did not have her direct instructions, but they contained quite a few metaphors, which were enough for the Crown Prince to attack her under the pretext. If Mielle, who was being investigated as a sinner, had revealed it, she would have been involved in this incident.

'I can't help it. First of all, I have to listen to what she wants.'

As she could no longer weaken her power, Isis, who breathed a deep sigh, straightened her posture and said to the butler,

"... Paper and pen."

"... Yes."

Isis gave the written letter, which asked what Mielle wanted, to the butler, and wrapped her head, thinking about how to finish the wicked rat.

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[I wouldn't throw you away Lady Mielle. I was just a little busy going to Croa. I'll get back to you soon.]

Mielle blushed at the hope she had obtained after several letters to Isis. It was foolish of her to listen to such threats. She had been asked to incinerate the letters they had exchanged even before things went wrong, but she had gathered them in case and finally achieved what she wanted.

'If I keep them there, no one will ever find it.'

She had confided with Cain just in case. She had also asked to punish Isis with them if she went wrong. It was disturbing to leave it to him, who was possessed by a daughter of a prostitute, but unfortunately, she had no one else to turn to.

She wanted to ask for help from her father, but the Count seemed to have no intention of helping her at all. She heard he was hard to move, but no matter how hard he was, he never called her. And she cried in sorrow, but rather, she felt injustice and anger.