“It’s not that I stand in support of them, but I shall report you for contempt against nobility. You’d better not have lied right here. I don’t remember seeing you anywhere in the ducal residence.”
“W-What?!”
The stationed guards were called.
When Violet stood up, Mary swooped in and hurled one insult after another at the man.
Hearing the delicate Mary’s cusses made Violet chuckle.
“I mean, she’s obviously very elegant, but is she really a noble?”
“Good gracious, why is a noble drawing in a place like this? Not only that, but even taking portrait commissions.”
Violet’s words just now caused a brief stir among the crowd. One of them looked intently at Violet’s silver hair and said, “By any chance…” And soon after, the others followed.
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In any case, her usual outings were peaceful.
That was, until she met Mikhail.
“…What are you doing here?”
“Ha, haha. I am the Everett Duchy’s successor—the Young Duke himself. There’s no way I’m not allowed to go anywhere.”
“Yeess. I see.”
She sent Roen back the other day when he had troubled her. Today was a good day for her though, since it started out with a nice meat pie for breakfast, and it put her in a pleasant mood.
After she had finished her morning exercise, she went out to town and was just walking around the streets while carrying her materials in a bag.
It was a few days ago that rumors started circulating amongst the townsfolk that she’s a noble, and the looks they gave her shifted strangely. Violet did not mind this though.
Anyone who treated Violet awkwardly just received a refreshing smile from her, and she’d tell them that they didn’t have to care about her standing.
So, as they realized that Violet was more easy-going than she looked, people tried to treat her as they usually did again.
However.
“And where are you going?”
“…I’m just going on my way.”
Mikhail was now blocking her path, so it’s only natural that her good mood quickly went down the drain.
“I asked you where! Are you really going to act recklessly in front of me?”
“…It hurts. Please let me go.”
At the sidelines, Zylo watched restlessly as his old friend showed such an ugly side of him.
Instead of Zylo, it was the young knight, Leon, who zealously reached for the hilt of his sword. However, Mary hit his hand.
“Why are you stopping me!”
“…For now, just leave it to Milady.”
As Violet heard what the others behind her were saying, she grimaced. Mikhail had served both as a military officer and a civil official, so it was only natural that he was strong.
“Think of your reputation, Sir.”
“Ha, haha. Reputation, you say… You’re Everett’s wicked woman, but it’s possible for you to be conscious of such a thing too, huh?”
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A Painting of the Villainess as a Young Lady
FantasyA villainess known by all as a wicked woman who has done all sorts of evil deeds-Ducal Lady Violet. She regained her memories of her previous life after she fell into a lake and almost died. The very moment she woke up, she immediately visited her...
