Villainesses in Romance Fantasy Become Obsessed

3. There are no bad villains in the world (3)

3. There are no bad villains in the world (3)

As you know, my name is Damian.

Therefore, the character ‘Darmian’ does not exist in the world.

That’s a fake identity and a person who exists on paper.

It is said to be a person who suddenly fell from the sky.

By the way.

How could Darmian, who had no status or credit, come in as Nadia’s servant?

The answer to that lies with Medeus.

Medeus, who was sitting at the desk, asked me, who was standing politely.

“Darmian, what did Nadia do today?”

“I killed ants in the yard and painted in the art studio.”

“What kind of picture did you draw?”

“I drew an ordinary building.”

“Yes, I mean…” “

Medeus began to think while caressing his chin.

Perhaps she is coming up with numerous schemes to acquire Vertium’s wealth.

In the novel, she uses a thousand methods to get Nadia to give up her inheritance.

‘The intensity of the ruse will gradually increase. That Villain Generator Year… ‘

In the novel, Nadia endured Medeus’s tyranny, but eventually she couldn’t stand it, so she chose to become a villain.

In the end, ‘she had no choice but to choose the villainess because of her will’ is the reason why Nadia became the villainess I think.

And the one who made that choice was none other than Medeus in front of my eyes.

“Hmm.”

Medeus asked if he had finished his troubles, tapping his fingers on his desk.

“The work and report are done. What are your thoughts on Nadia’s marriage?”

“You don’t seem to have any particular idea. I’m still young, so I wonder if it’s too early-“

“Where is that!!”

Clang-!!

Medeus suddenly got angry and threw a glass at me.

Fortunately, I was able to turn my head and avoid it.

If I hadn’t been used to that behavior, I would have been hit right in the face.

‘b*tch like a dog… ‘

Small shards of glass scratched his face, causing some blood to flow.

I wiped my cheeks with a handkerchief as if nothing had happened.

Every time like this, I wanted to beat the double spying thing.

“Calm down, baron.”

“Haa… On the subject of taking my money, you are still shutting up… ! Nadia Why did she survive the accident and make things so complicated… ? Just die! All the family money should be inherited by my son… “

Medeus looks impatient.

However, it is not yet time.

I mixed up fabrications and reported to Medeus.

“Nadia was having a hard time mentally too, right? She just needs to do a little more.”

“Whoa, that’s right… ? Well, even a year that doesn’t shed a single tear when stabbed with a needle must be tough… “

“Yes, the Baron can. Cheer up!”

“I will make you leave the family on your own, or I will definitely marry you…” “

Yes, you do what you have to do.

Medeus regained his composure at my words.

To keep the plan from going awry, she had to bully Nadia as usual.

‘Please don’t change and keep bothering Nadia. I’ll put it in the trash can on my own. If you don’t want to die at the hands of Nadia, please do as you wish.’

Isn’t it kind of like dying at the hands of her nephew?

With those disturbing thoughts inside, Medeus got up from his chair and lay down on the sofa.

Fortunately, he seems to have regained his composure.

“Yes, time and people are on my side anyway. That Nadia will have no choice but to stay still and get married or get out of the house.”

“Perhaps.”

“Yeah, that puts me at ease. Now I’m begging you, Darmian. Do the work of an attendant on me.”

Are you referring to the “That” You always do?

I stood next to Medeus who was lying on the sofa.

“Still, I’m glad you came in as an attendant. Roy He was a good listener, but he was stupid. He was so lowly that I didn’t even want to touch him.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“I like you because you are smart unlike him, and basically quick-witted. And reveal the money… “

Easy to handle.

Medeus didn’t say that, but I could easily guess her final words.

It’s because I intentionally planted the impression that I’m making money through acting.

I bowed her head towards Medeus.

“Thank you for the good evaluation.”

So I suddenly saw her attitude and thought of this.

‘If you see my real hair color or hear my status, will I be able to keep coming out of that position?’

I was really curious about that, but decided to put up with it for the sake of the plan.

‘You can’t easily ruin an elaborate plan. I’ll just stick to the plan.’

Everything is for the sake of an environment where Nadia cannot become a villainess.

Always act for a purpose and never forget that purpose.

Thousands of lives are in my hands.

“Then I will ask you today.”

“… Yes, Baron Medeus.”

So, remembering the cause, I got on top of Medeus.

***

“Oh, my finger hurts.”

I didn’t know that the massage she practiced in her previous life to get points from her adults would be used like this.

I didn’t even score that much in my previous life, but here I get information every time I come, and the effect is good.

I came out of Medeus’ room and checked the inside of the pouch in his hand.

There were about two shiny gold coins inside.

Two gold coins can be used to cover a month’s worth of living expenses for a family of four if they are extremely sparing.

I would have earned that much money through massages and secret conversations.

Yahho-

“They take good care of you. Roy, I think I know why he was loyal.”

Not quite as much as our Sinclair family.

The Duke of Vertium also belongs to a fairly wealthy family.

So it was understandable that Medeus was so greedy to get all the wealth.

“Still, it was too severe for Medeus.”

There are things that you can’t see as human behavior just from what you’ve seen in novels.

I feel impatient, so I’ll have to get him out of the mansion quickly before the robbery gets worse.

In order to expel Medeus, who is the real power of the Verdium Mansion, it takes quite a bit of time as it requires a solid foundation.

“Never fail… Everything has to go according to plan… “

Muttering that, I left the hallway and walked towards my next task.

‘I don’t know who it is.’

I felt like someone was watching me at the end of that hallway.

***

Verdium Nadia.

She was born with an odd fate.

1 Year old.

The wagon fell off a cliff and the entire family was killed.

According to eyewitness testimony, the parents and her older sister were found dead, and Nadia was crying alone among them.

3 Years old.

Nadia’s aunt, Baron Medeus, began to take over the practice of Vertium.

She took control of the inside of the mansion and was only interested in her fortune, she paid no attention to Nadia.

Nadia had to spend time alone in her room reading books or drawing.

5 Years old.

By the time Nadia realizes the logic of her world.

All the servants of the Verdium mansion were under Medeus.

There was nothing Nadia, young and petite, could change.

Because even the servants didn’t pay attention, she drew again alone.

From this point on, she began to paint on canvas with the theme of ‘deficiency’ that she did not have. She

Because if she remains as a painting, she falls into the illusion that she has it.

8 Years old.

Nadia started enjoying the act of breaking ‘something’.

She felt her fun at the same time as tearing up the finished canvas or killing the aligned ants opened up her stuffy mind.

She felt a strange pleasure in destroying ‘something’ that was perfectly made.

Whether it’s hers or not hers.

12 Years old.

For the first time in her life, Nadia met someone who took an interest in her.

Her name is ‘Darmian’.

She is a boy who has a sense of maturity that does not match her age.

She really liked the boy.

Nadia lay in her bed and remembered Darmian in her head.

“It’s different from the attendant before.”

It’s special.

I want to hold her hand.

The only person who thinks of me and my paintings is Darmian.

“Darmian is special. And, Darmian is my servant.”

My attendant.

Nadia really liked the sound.

She had never owned anything, and never particularly wished for it.

But maybe it’s because she met someone who thought of her for the first time in her life.

“I want to have Darmian.”

A possessive desire was born in her empty heart.

I wanted to make it impossible for anyone else to have Darmiman.

“I want it to remain mine.”

Dawn.

Walking down the cold hallway, Nadia entered the art room.

She lit a lantern and sat down in front of the canvas.

It was just because I wanted to draw.

“Darmian is my servant.”

Nadia painted her canvas without hesitation.

There was no need to draw her sketches.

Darmian’s face was all in her head because she saw it every day.

“Plain brown hair and unusual blue eyes.”

What is the shape of the eyes, the length of the nose, and the shape of the mouth.

Nadia painted Darmian as she really is, using her paintbrush like flowing water.

“Complete.”

Darmian.

My people, my servants, my paintings.

Nadia whispered, earnestly placing her hand on the canvas that wasn’t even dry.

“You have to hold my hand for the rest of your life. Darmian. Because you are my servant.”

A picture of a person was hung in Nadia’s art studio.

It was the first time that it wasn’t a family picture.