THE VILLAINESS TURNS THE HOURGLASS

Chapter 185. Lie For Lie, Part XI

Translator: Khan

Editor Group: Liber Reverie

"Mielle, you can stay in the mansion and persuade your father. I'm sure he'll forgive you soon if you show remorse. You'd better see your father as soon as you get to the mansion."

Cain whispered quietly to Mielle. For the nobles, house arrest was not a bad ruling. In any case, the detention in the house was not only allowed outside the mansion, but it was possible to stay free inside. She could invite guests to have tea time in the garden. It meant that she could not just go out, but she was free inside.

Besides, didn't the sentence decrease from twenty to five years? It was clear that if he applied for bail consistently, she would be released before serving her sentence. Before that, the Count might have forgiven her. At Cain's words, Mielle nodded reassuringly.

"... I understand. By the way, did Miss Isis send me a reply? What did she say?"

"That's..."

As Cain hesitated to answer, Mielle realized that Isis had rejected her.

Frey added an exception, without giving her to be caught in the shock that followed.

"However, since you have to stay in the mansion with two victims, detention is limited to the room used by Lady Mielle until now."

"... What do you mean?"

"It means that you can't come out of your room. In addition, a request has been made from the imperial family—you have not been questioned about the hallucinogen yet, so you need special care."

'What's this? That's a crazily unfair sentence! With all the servants and guests of the mansion watching, am I supposed to be questioned about the hallucinogen I didn't take? Should I get stuck in the room and hear that wicked woman laughing? Do I have to watch the guards and the investigators go in and out of the room, and see the servants look askance at me?'

Mielle fell flat on the floor because of the unprecedented ruling. She got dizzy. Unconsciously, her tears drenched the floor. She would rather die than suffer such shame and humiliation. Even though she had done everything by herself, she felt unjust and unfair because the cause was Aria.

'I'll never let her go...!'

As soon as the sentence fell, Mielle was soon able to move on. When they saw an old carriage, surrounded by six guards, headed for the mansion of Count Roscent, each of them was talking, imagining a figure in the wagon.

"She said she was going to appeal, but it must have been decided by house arrest."

"My God. How can a victim and an offender stay in one place?"

"My acquaintance worked at the court, and she said that she will be detained in her room and not the typical house arrest."

"In her room? That's a terrible punishment as well."

"I heard there's a charge about hallucinogen, and they're going to investigate it in the mansion. That's why they will lock her in her room."

"Oh, my God... That's the worst. I can't believe that that graceful lady would do such a thing... I feel like I've been cheated."

"The rumors were all the opposite. The rumors of a saint and a wicked woman... There have been rumors that it's been a little strange, but this case has definitely turned out to be true. The wicked woman was Lady Mielle, and she had overlaid all her sins against the benevolent Aria. It's a common story in novels, isn't it?"

The wagon was old and Mielle could hear all their gossip. Her fists trembled as she wanted to tear up their mouths which made rumors. Her slightly grown nails dug into the palms of her hands and tore her flesh.