The Two-Faced Duchess

Vol. 1: Duchess of Another World, Chapter 9

Just as they almost reached the location of the gathering, Roselia emitted a cold aura around her. For her, being cruel and merciless was already part of her nature. When she was still back in Earth, she tried consulting a psychologist and she was diagnosed as 67% sociopath. As she took each step, she finally realized the legitimacy of the consultation she had before.

[ I never knew that I was really a sociopath until I transmigrated her. ]

Having no shame or guilt, no regret and can't feel pity. Grandiose sense of self and having shallow emotions. This world made her realize what she truly was.

[ Thank you for bringing out my inner demon. Now I can truly be myself. ]

As her subjects were all gathered in the entrance hall of the main mansion, Roselia stood still on top of the stairs watching their every movement with an unchanging expression, an ice cold stare and narrow eyes.

[ Do they even realize that I already arrived? ]

Ian tried to announce her presence but Roselia stopped her as she slowly raised her hand.

"Let's watch for now," Roselia whispered as she continued watching her subjects in silence.

Ian bowed down and stood still behind her back. Roselia tried guessing what they're saying just by reading their lip movements.

[ "Why did that duchess summoned us?" "Is she going to act as a proper duchess now?" "She's making me laugh! Haha!" ]

[ Heh ... To think that they thought a lot about me. I'm grateful. ]

As she read each and every of their faces. Roselia can't help but grinned as she chuckled thinly in silence.

[ Rolling eyes, frowning faces, mocking smiles. Just how much contempt do they have towards this body? ]

Roselia closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she wickedly grin.

"How noisy isn't it, Butler Ian?" she maintained her posture and blurted out softly.

Upon hearing what she had said, Ian coughed roughy as he tried to silence the noisy gossiping around the entrance hall.

"Ahem!" Ian coughed roughly.

With her head tilted back, Roselia slowly moved her head frontwards and looked down at them with a petrifying gaze. They instantly felt the coldness Roselia was emitting. As if they were being sentenced to death. Some can't help but having cold sweats and swallowed in fear.

"What should we do about this, Ian?" she said with a monotonous tone on her voice.

Ian can't comprehend what Roselia was saying. As Ian looked down, some of the servants were bowing while some are looking around and seem confused. Ian instantly knew what Roselia was trying to say.

"I'm sorry for my lack of teaching, Her Excellency!" he agitatedly bowed down as he shouldered the mistakes of those insignificant servants.

"Those who did not bowed down ..." Roselia was nonchalant to what was happening. She nerver looked towards Ian's direction as she tried dragging her order.

As Ian noticed the pause in her sentence, he instantly felt disturbed and restless as he already knew what was going to came next.

"Dispose them ... Immediately ..." with an unchanging expression, Roselia continued.

Most of the servants murmured as they don't know what's happening. Despite knowing what she's going to say, Ian was still unprepared as he jolted out and unyiedingly defied her orders.