Reincarnated as a villainess: Tilsim Bertarini's revenge

Revenge

Ben felt that his dream was a little too long.

His sister followed him up the mountain early this morning, cut firewood, and finally took out the snacks in her cloth bag she hadn't eaten in the morning and gave him one. He wanted to refuse, but the sweet and creamy aroma filled his nose, and Tilsim had already lowered her head to bite her share, so by some miracle, Ben reached out and took it.

He took a bite. The sweet taste was unfamiliar. Tilsim was very eccentric, all the goodies were given to her, and she was not a person who was happy to share.

Seeing that he was eating slowly, I shoved all the remaining ones into his hands and said, "You can have all the rest. I'm full."

Ben was at a loss for words.

Since she became ill, many of her actions became incomprehensible, and Ben did not know how to face her.

"You just go up to the mountain every day to collect wood?" I asked him, "What do you do in the afternoon? Don't you go to the school?"

Ben is only one year younger than me, fifteen this year. A child of this age should still be studying.

"When we get back, we'll make some big cakes and sell them in the shed in the afternoon, forget about school." Ben said casually: "There is no money at home.''

Although he tried to hide it here, I still saw a trace of regret and desire in the teenager's eyes.

After a pause, I asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"

"Why are you asking this?" He was suspicious, but a moment later, he answered my question, "I go to the magic archer school every day now, and in the future, as long as I pass the examination, I can slowly become a lieutenant archer so that I can get paid back."

"That's it? To be a archer?" I smiled, "I thought you would want to do something else."

"How to do something else?" Ben laughed at himself, "Do you want to be like Thunder Princes? Although you have the same first name, but she is much much much more powerful than both of us."

Coldly hearing my name in Ben's mouth, I froze. I was silent for a moment before asking, "You know her?"

"Why wont I know! Who doesn't know that chivalrous Thunder Princes, so that we have a great peace here! If I can become a person like her, it is worth dying!"

I snorted out a laugh.

Ben was furious: "What are you laughing at?"

"But collecting firewood and selling big cakes can't make you such a person."

"I know that." Ben's face rose red, "but I ......"

Which teenager does not desire to build a successful career? Ben is just the age of teenage fervor.

I said calmly, "From tomorrow, I will go up the mountain with you every day to collect firewood and sell cake."

"What?" Ben jumped up from the stone, "Tilsim, are you crazy?"

Not waiting for Ben to speak again, I stood up, patting the dust on his body: "Eat well and continue to work."

Ben: ". ....."

......

After the spring rain, it was a good sunny day for more than ten days in a row.

In the daytime, I went out with Ben, and in the evening, when Anna wanted to serve me to freshen up, I sent her out. The only thing Anna can do is brush my hair in the morning.

Anna is worried that if this continues, she will also be swept away like those servants sent away. After all, Missy doesn't need her anymore!

I went up to the Peak with Ben every morning for over half a month to collect firewood. I got up even earlier than him and went up the mountain.

Tilsim did not complain a word. But Ben saw Tilsim's palm, the delicate skin was worn out, but she simply wrapped a cloth on her hands.

The benefits of doing this are apparent because I walked faster than Ben half a month down the road, chopping more firewood than him.

Two people chopping firewood is faster than one person chopping firewood. You can sell more cake in the extra time. After all, Tilsim is a girl, and it is not good to do this kind of camping. Ben has also reminded her, but I do not care. Ben felt very headache. If dad knew that Tilsim was with him these days, chopping wood or selling cakes, he would take a whip to him.

It's a good thing that Tilsim doesn't know yet.

At this moment, Tilsim is sitting in front of the vanity. The fact is that Tilsim is not that Tilsim.

Since I got well, I'm not particularly eager to look at myself in the mirror, nor do I like to fiddle with her rouge and makeup as Tilsim always does. Anna is a bit nervous now that I am fiddling with it again.

I went through a few more times and found a few best quality hairpins and jewelry I had here. They were all made of gold and diamond, not as good as the ones she used to use in the Bertarini and Romanova, but I couldn't care less now.

I found all the jewelry and handed them to Anna.

"Take these to the pawn store and pawn them."

Anna's eyes widened: "Can ...... can ......"

"We are very poor now." I explained to her in a severe tone, "These can't be eaten."

She had to pawn the jewelry and get more money, the better to get enough money for Ben to attend school.

Since she has taken Miss Tilsim's body, I should at least do something for the family. When these are taken care of, you can do your own thing without a worry.

For example, to settle an old debt.