[Chapter 149] Bliere's Story (4)

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Lottie always said that.

No matter how diluted, the intense scent that kills people cannot be hidden.

Having heard about poison from Lottie countless times, Bliere could tear off a corner of her childhood memory as soon as she smelled the faint scent.

"There are poisonous plants here too, just like in the Winston estate. Is it because the soil is similar? Bliere! Don't sniff anything!"

"What poison? It's just a herb, even if it's a bit spicy."

"It's a poison that pretends to be a fragrance, perfect for killing someone. If someone gives you the highest quality fragrance, you'll die right away, someone as vain as you. Your life force will burn up immediately."

"It smells nice, Your Highness."

"Cough."

Adria, who started coughing, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, covered her mouth, and looked down at Bliere. A bright red bloodstain was clearly visible on the white handkerchief through the gaps between her fingers.

Adria seemed to have difficulty even coughing.

"The royal family takes good care of me. Shall I give you some too? Your complexion is not good, so this good-smelling herb will be good for you too."

Adria replied with a flushed face as if it was the first time she had had such a casual conversation with a maid.

And she had a hopeful look on her face that if she shared that scent, Bliere, who was temporarily borrowing the face of this maid, would deliver the news of Noavian without going through the butler.

It was the first time. For a brief moment, her green eyes, which were usually lifeless, sparkled with vitality.

"It's a secret, from Annie."

As if she was really going to share that poison, Adria slowly disappeared into the window.

Bliere stared blankly at her blond hair, which fluttered like dandelion seeds, and twisted her lips.

And after biting her lower lip tightly, she couldn't wait for Adria any longer and ran back in the direction she had come.

Curses poured out of her mouth non-stop.

Running as if someone was chasing her, Bliere left the Grand Duke's mansion.

Even leaving the carriage that was chasing her in a hurry, Bliere walked and walked through the streets at dusk like a lost child.

"Ma'am! Uncle Jang was so worried when he came back alone! Where did you go, even leaving the carriage? Did you really go to the Grand Duke's mansion?"

When she finally arrived at the Count's mansion late at night, she couldn't give Yona, who had been waiting for her for a long time, any answer and locked herself in the pink room.

It was a room she had requested from the Count before the wedding, imagining that Adria would stay in such a room.

Recalling her appearance just a while ago, which was filled with twisted anger, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"Ha. Ah... damn it really..."

Blire, who had slumped against the door, buried her face in her hands.

Terjemahan:

Lottie always said that.

No matter how diluted, the intense scent that kills people cannot be hidden.

Having heard about poison from Lottie countless times, Bliere could tear off a corner of her childhood memory as soon as she smelled the faint scent.

"There are poisonous plants here too, just like in the Winston estate. Is it because the soil is similar? Bliere! Don't sniff anything!"

"What poison? It's just a herb, even if it's a bit spicy."

"It's a poison that pretends to be a fragrance, perfect for killing someone. If someone gives you the highest quality fragrance, you'll die right away, someone as vain as you. Your life force will burn up immediately."

"It smells nice, Your Highness."

"Cough."

Adria, who started coughing, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, covered her mouth, and looked down at Bliere. A bright red bloodstain was clearly visible on the white handkerchief through the gaps between her fingers.

Adria seemed to have difficulty even coughing.

"The royal family takes good care of me. Shall I give you some too? Your complexion is not good, so this good-smelling herb will be good for her too."

Adria replied with a flushed face as if it was the first time she had had such a casual conversation with a maid.

And she had a hopeful look on her face that if she shared that scent, Bliere, who was temporarily borrowing the face of this maid, would deliver the news of Noavian without going through the butler.

It was the first time. For a brief moment, her green eyes, which were usually lifeless, sparkled with vitality.

"It's a secret, from Annie."

As if she was really going to share that poison, Adria slowly disappeared into the window.

Bliere stared blankly at her blond hair, which fluttered like dandelion seeds, and twisted her lips.

And after biting her lower lip tightly, she couldn't wait for Adria any longer and ran back in the direction she had come.

Curses poured out of her mouth non-stop.

Running as if someone was chasing her, Bliere left the Grand Duke's mansion.

Even leaving the carriage that was chasing her in a hurry, Bliere walked and walked through the streets at dusk like a lost child.

"Ma'am! Uncle Jang was so worried when he came back alone! Where did you go, even leaving the carriage? Did you really go to the Grand Duke's mansion?"

When she finally arrived at the Count's mansion late at night, she couldn't give Yona, who had been waiting for her for a long time, any answer and locked herself in the pink room.

It was a room she had requested from the Count before the wedding, imagining that Adria would stay in such a room.

Recalling her appearance just a while ago, which was filled with twisted anger, she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"Ha. Ah... damn it really..."

Blire, who had slumped against the door, buried her face in her hands.

I haven't done anything wrong.

Why do I feel like something is wrong?

Why does my heart feel so heavy and I can't look at her face directly...

'This is so painful.'

Something is wrong. It's been wrong from the beginning.

If I had known this would happen. If I had known that Adria Pireta was living like that, that she was like that...

'I would have said something to her.'

Somehow.

If I had known that she was also a victim!

Her sharp nails tore through her hair.

What should I do?

'I'm naturally stupid and crazy, so I don't know where to start.'

Bliere thought, and thought, and thought again.

As soon as dawn broke, Bliere, who had stayed up all night, suddenly left for Elacon to find Lottie.

She couldn't break the old habit of looking for Lottie whenever she felt troubled.

"How long are you going to stay this time? Aren't you going to do something dangerous because you're full of wild ideas?"

"..."

Bliere couldn't answer Lottie's question about how long she would stay.

'Master.'

Bliere's dark gaze scanned Lottie's busy back.

'I think I've done something terribly wrong.'

I'm the victim.

I wanted to meet my father, the duke, and ruin him. I wanted to punish my sister, who was living well on her own. But...

'I feel so uncomfortable.'

It's not my fault.

I didn't mean to.

Bliere, who started making countless self-justifications, suddenly stopped breathing.

'Am I really... innocent?'

Her fingertips turned pale.

'Have I never wanted her to die?'

I openly flirted with the man she was desperately waiting for.

And in the end, I even decided to become his mistress when she died. I mocked her, who was stupidly waiting for that day, while waiting for that day.

'Am I really innocent to her?'

Every time she confirmed that Adria was dying, she flaunted her love for Noavian, that man, and subtly hinted that she wanted to become the Grand Duchess.

'Am I... really innocent?'

"I haven't done anything wrong.

Why do I feel like something is wrong?

Why does my heart feel so heavy and I can't look at her face directly...

'This is so painful.'

Something is wrong. It's been wrong from the beginning.

If I had known this would happen. If I had known that Adria Pireta was living like that, that she was like that...

'I would have said something to her.'

Somehow.

If I had known that she was also a victim!

Her sharp nails tore through her hair.

What should I do?

'I'm naturally stupid and crazy, so I don't know where to start.'

Bliere thought, and thought, and thought again.

As soon as dawn broke, Bliere, suddenly left for Elacon to find Lottie.

She couldn't break the old habit of looking for Lottie whenever she felt troubled.

'Master.'

Bliere's dark gaze scanned Lottie's busy back.

'I think I've done something terribly wrong.'

I'm the victim.

I wanted to meet my father, the duke, and ruin him. I wanted to punish my sister, who was living well on her own. But...

'I feel so uncomfortable.'

It's not my fault.

I didn't mean to.

Bliere, who started making countless self-justifications, suddenly stopped breathing.

'Am I really... innocent?'

Her fingertips turned pale.

'Have I never wanted her to die?'

I openly flirted with the man she was desperately waiting for.

And in the end, I even decided to become his mistress when she died. I mocked her, who was stupidly waiting for that day, while waiting for that day.

'Am I really innocent to her?'

Every time she confirmed that Adria was dying, she flaunted her love for Noavian, that man, and subtly hinted that she wanted to become the Grand Duchess.

'Am I... really innocent?'

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While the Duke of Pireta, the root of all evil, is still alive.

Haven't I been cowardly, just hoping for poor Adria to die?

Bliere was utterly despairing.

'Stupid Bliere.'

It wasn't Adria who was stupid. It was her.

Bliere tossed her hair around with both hands.

'Oh, fickle Bliere!'

If I was going to be crazy, I should have been crazy until the end. Why now...

And then.

Suddenly, Bliere, who was staring at the kitchen cupboard, found it.

The medicine of living death.

The small drawer above the cupboard where it was kept.

Should I try to save her? Save her...

Of course, Lottie's repeated warnings about the medicine, fearing that the reckless Bliere might eat any random medicine, flashed through her mind like lightning.

But Bliere couldn't take her eyes off the drawer, which had already begun to burn slightly.

'What if I fail?'

What if only she survived and I was caught and killed?

There was one plan that crossed her mind. The important thing was that she might have to risk her life.

Contrary to her complex thoughts, her already bad habit-formed hands reached for the medicine that was quietly sleeping inside the drawer.

She took advantage of the moment when Lottie had entered her room.

All night long, Bliere drank alcohol with Lottie, which she couldn't drink well, and unable to overcome her confused heart, she told Lottie.

"I might not see you for a while."

"Aren't you going to Ronta?"

"Really, I might not see you."

Bliere shook her head as if to say not to ask any more questions.

"If I ever come back... it might be after I'm dead."

"What nonsense. You always say such random things."

Bliere tightly gripped the medicine pouch hidden in her pocket.

And that night.

Bliere, who had fallen asleep next to Lottie's room, suddenly disappeared from the hut.

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Just before returning to Ronta across the border, Bliere had Yona spread rumors about the medicine. And she handed the medicine over to an informant so that Noavian would find it himself.

'A miraculous medicine that prolongs life if taken at the brink of death.'

This rumor would only spread in the northern Trovika territory.

To poison Adria without any suspicion, she had to use Noavian. It was much better to gain his trust by pretending that the medicine was brought by a lover who was waiting for Adria's death.

"If I spread a rumor that the second prince was desperate to save her, he wouldn't be able to resist without trying to save her."

She didn't know exactly what kind of person the second prince, Roardnes, was, but Noavian, who had always sent the medicine to his wife without doubt, believing that it was from him.

All preparations were complete.

Bliere, who had been confined to her room for several nights to avoid suspicion, had to strengthen her resolve dozens of times a day.

"There's something going on between Noavian and the Crown Prince. There seems to be something between Duke Pireta and the Crown Prince too... But with my current situation, I can't find out."

Bliere stared at the crumpled portrait in the newspaper.

"But you, who both Noavian and Duke Pireta know... You who know everything better than me, you can reveal it."

She was also curious.

Why did Adria have to live like that?

And why did she have to be abandoned? Why did she have to be abandoned so miserably just because her mother died giving birth to her?

Whenever a terrifying future suddenly appeared, Bliere wrote in her diary.

[Regret and guilt are useless emotions.]

[Count Acacia is just someone who will be abandoned after being in cahoots with Noavian Trovika.]

[Even though I want to leave everything behind and run away...]

[On the other hand, there are nights when I can't bear the pity for the life I've lost.]

Adria, whose body had become healthy, might also want to run away someday.

Just like that day when the Crown Prince's low laughter and Noavian's incomprehensible cold tone trampled and crushed Bliere's heart without hesitation.

Adria would surely have a moment when she wanted to leave everything behind and run away.

[Do you want to run away?]

It was a question for Adria, but also a question for herself.

[It's too late to turn back.]

Yes, it was too late to turn back.

She couldn't live the life of a Lady Pireta. And she couldn't undo the past when she turned her anger towards the innocent Adria.

Adria could not return to the time when she was healthier, nor could she return to the time when the Crown Prince or Noavian did not deceive her. And if she couldn't go back, she had no choice but to fight.

[Don't run away. Go into the Grand Duke's mansion. Reveal all the secrets.]

She had already searched all the external offices.

There was nothing fishy about Noavian or the Crown Prince in the Count Acacia's office, which Bliere had secretly entered.

Bliere opened the Count's safe with the key she had stolen.

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