The Tragedy of The Villainess

Chapter 83

‘A common prank?’

The butler’s story could be summed up like this.

Midwinter ten years ago. Seria and Nissos sneaked out to the lake at night.

Kellyden castle was surrounded by lakes.

It was the middle of winter and the lake was frozen solid with ice. For some reason, Nissos left Seria there alone and returned. Although she was an illegitimate child, the Marquis made her official as Kellyden.

When she disappeared, the castle was turned upside down and the servants hurried trying to find her in the middle of the night.

Cassius was also included.

The problem was that the Marquis of Kellyden was very angry at the time.

When the Marchioness asked why the Marquis was so angry, the chief butler hesitantly replied.

“Young Master Nissos took Young Lady Seria to the lake hoping that she would disappear from the castle…”

“He has been screaming that he doesn’t want to see her, the illegitimate child.”

“It wasn’t bad, but…”

Cassius was the first one to find Seria. However, Cassius was worried that Nissos would be severely scolded by Marquis Kellyden. So Cassius pushed Seria’s head in the snow to keep her quiet and wait for the Marquis, who was out looking for Seria to pass and until the chief butler arrived.

The problem was that the place Seria was buried was a water hole, so she almost drowned.

Of course, Seria didn’t remember any of this from the original Seria’s memories, but the chief butler didn’t know this fact.

He would not know why Seria was questioning this story now. Seria just randomly explained it to him in a cold sweat, coming up with various reasons she could think of.

But the butler incessantly excused Cassius, saying that he was a child and could only think one-dimensionally.

One-dimensional thinking and mistakes.

The story concluded like that. Because Seria didn’t die and Cassius didn’t do it on purpose.

“Seria Kellyden.”

Seria raised her head and stared at Cassius in front of her.

Under the dazzling chandelier lights of the banquet hall, Cassius’s face bore a slight resemblance to Seria’s. The central dance floor of the banquet hall was somewhat empty. Cassius was walking Seria out to the center of the large hall.

It’s funny. Only the dresses and suits that the nobles here wore were darker in color, otherwise it was not much different from any other balls. The more time passes, the more it will change.

Officially, the remembrance banquet could be transformed to this extent at the will of the hostess.

‘I can’t believe the memorial of a dead person turned into a dance ball for the nobles.’

There were many eyes on them. Seria whispered.

“The butler told me all about it. In fact, I’ve forgotten about half of the story.”

“Wouldn’t it be more mutually beneficial if it’s forgotten?”

“No, Cassius, you’d better listen. There is one fact that the butler does not know.”

“What fact does he not know?”

Human’s malice is sharper than you think. Rather than the thoroughness of an accident, people are mentally shocked by accidents that happened because they feel the deliberate malice of others with their whole bodies.