Reincarnated as a villainess: Tilsim Bertarini's revenge

Insult

"Do you want to go to the school, Ben?"

''Yes, I do,'' Ben said.

The school has clerks and teachers so that he can study with other youngsters his age, and when the time comes, he can make a career for himself instead of this haphazard practice.

The suppressed desire emerges gradually from the bottom of the heart. He stole a glance at the girl walking beside him, Tilsim ...... Since Tilsim got well, everything at home is better, no longer like a pool of stagnant water. The wind, rippling, flowers, and green willows somehow swept the pool of water.

It's spring.

The school was in a large open area at the east end of the city, and I had never been there once. After my march back to the capital, Eilidh Bertarini replaced me. I could not participate in any activity related to Thunder Princess. Just once, I trekked and happened to pass by once. At that time, I was very longing.

The schoolyard in the capital is still very big. The flagpole platform flags flying. However, in recent years, the schoolyard has almost become a place for the sons of affluent families to have fun, ride, and shoot. Archery targets and runways are everywhere, and a wide range of weapons are on the rack.

As soon as I walked here, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

I once had a High Voltage Tesla coil Magic wand, an invulnerable, sharpening iron like mud. Accompanying me on the battlefield for many years, when I married the Romanova, I did not take it with me even though I wanted to.

My clan said, "The Romanova is a scholarly family. If you bring your weapon forward, I am only afraid that your husband's mother-in-law will not like it."

So I left Wand at home and asked my family to keep it well. However, when I returned to the house just after the wedding, it was hanging on Eilidh Bertarini's waist.

I questioned, and before Eilidh Bertarini could say anything, my clan said, "Now that Eilidh Bertarini is Thunder Princess, if her Wand is not there, others will suspect it! Anyway, you will not use it in the future."

It felt like being poured cold water from the head to the toe. It was then that I suddenly realized what it meant to marry and hand over the title of Thunder Princess. It meant that from now on, I would be a housewife, that those magic, wands, horses, comrades, and freedom would be handed over to another person.

And no one knows.

First, my Wand. Second, my war horse, my husband, and everything. All the hard work of the past decades

went to Eilidh Bertarini.

And Tilsim Bertarini had nothing.

Ben asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Your face looks so ugly."

I smiled, "Nothing."

I looked around, "Why is dad?"

"They seem to be over there," Ben pointed to the other side of the track, "probably taming the horses."

From time to time, the schoolyard bought back new horses, some of which were unruly and needed to be tamed for a while. Nowadays, the city lieutenant is of low rank. When he is not patrolling the city, he has almost become a companion for the sons of the nobility to come to the schoolyard to ride and shoot.

"Let's go over," Ben said.

I nodded, but suddenly stopped again, picked up an iron-headed stick from the top of the weapons rack, and held it in my hand.

Ben asked: "What are you doing with this?"

"To feel it." I said, "Let's go."

Ben had no words to say. The two walked towards the track next to the stables. Before we got close, we heard a clamor. We looked up and saw two horses galloping in front of them, one with a gentleman in brocade, the other with a man as strong and dark as a black bear. Dad?

Who is he racing with?

"Sir is so powerful!" Next to the boy watching, a face of excitement, "three races, you win every time!"

Well, has it been three races already? I raised my eyes, then frowned.

The horse underneath Dad probably had not yet had time to be tamed. At first glance, it was wild and difficult to tame. With a very rapid pace, dad could barely ride this horse. The gentleman in the brocade even deliberately used his horse to bump Dad's horse. I even saw that his whip hit dad's horse butt.

The wild horse was jumping around, almost throwing Dad off, and Ben called out, "Father!" His heart seized up fiercely.

But the gentleman in gold laughed out loud.

This one is finally over. Dad's horse stopped, also stopped barely, struggling in place for a while before quieting down.

The gentleman in gold has already been helped to get off the horse while proudly speaking, "Captain is still lacking in skills. But this game is better than the one just now. At least he didn't fall down and get kicked twice by the horse."

Fell? Kicked twice?

I raised my eyes to look at dad but saw his nose and face swelled, clothes still left horse hoof marks, obviously fell not lightly. This guy ...... I could not help but be a little angry.

The gentleman in brocade threw out a silver ingot with a smile, "Not bad, not bad, this is a reward for you."

The silver fell to the ground. Dad bent down to pick it up despite the crowd's gazes, smilingly thanked, "Many thanks, Sir."

Having never seen such a humble side of his father, Ben was furious and angrily shouted, "Say what? Thanks. Can't you see he's fooling you?"

"Ben?" Only then did Dad see the two of us. He asked, "Til, what brings you here?"

"Who is this kid?" Duke asked.

"This is my children." Wo Sui compensated with a smile.

"Oh--" Duke said, "Your son looks as if he is very displeased with me."

"Where's the matter? Little kids don't understand things.'' Dad pressed Ben's head, "Quickly apologize to Duke ."

"I don't-" Ben struggled. He insulted Dad, playing with him as a servant, but why? Dad was at least an official, not a servant!! Why should he be insulted like that?

Duke looked as if he was interested, "Well, I was going to let your father come with me again, but I have changed my mind. You come with me for a game. This young master will reward you with a silver ingot." He reached out, and the family man handed over an ingot of silver.

"No!" Dad was shocked, then he bent down and smiled ingratiatingly, "Ben has never touched a horse. I should practice with you."

Although Dad usually favored Tilsim, it did not mean he did not love his son. This Duke is not a good person, but these humiliations of the wealthy family's children, he has suffered a lot during the day and does not care about this moment. There is also Tilsim. I have to raise some dowry for her. But he has no other skills. In addition to selling labor, it can only please the gentry to earn money.

No one wants to, but today a pair of children saw their father's humble and wretched appearance, and he felt ashamed.

He could not let anything happen to his son.

"I'll do it," Dad said with a smile.

"That won't do." Duke shook his head, "I want him."

Dad's smile froze.

I suddenly spoke up in the stalemate, and a clear voice interrupted the silence.

"How about I come and have a match with you," I said softly.

The crowd looked sideways. The person who had not spoken suddenly spoke, and everyone realized that a young girl was standing there. She was wearing a short-sleeved coat with light vermilion and white flowers, with a long robe inside and a scarlet skirt underneath, curling up, with a white veil covering her face, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes outside, with smiling eyes curved.

"And who are you?" Duke asked.

"I am," I nodded shallowly, "just a horse trainer."