I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well

When she entered Viscount Seals room, Violas head went blank.

Smell of blood.

So far away, the white duvet was dyed red.

It was clearly Tundras blood.

The siren began to sound loudly in her head. The memories of Han Arin, which had been buried beyond her memory, rose to the surface and soared.

Calm down!

Emergency! Its an emergency!

Move away!

Kang Han-jun had a car accident

Han Arin, who had promised to meet Kang Han-jun, immediately rushed to the hospital. She saw the bloody Kang Han-jun.

Kang Han-jun couldnt open his eyes.

That scene at that time was so vividly etched in her mind no matter how much time passed. No matter how many times she turned away from it, it came up like a nightmare and tormented Han Arin.

At that time, Kang Han-jun was unconscious, and he only made a strange new voice as if he was in pain.

A groan was still heard.

Ummm

Tuk!

It felt like something was breaking in Violas head.

Is it you?

She walked to Viscount Seal, who was kneeling on his knees.

Hickson felt something strange and tried to catch Viola, though Xenon stopped him. He shook his head and spoke only with the shape of his mouth.

The Princess must be thinking about everything.

Hicksons eyes turned to Viola.

Intense murderous energy came out that for ordinary people, it was hard to breathe. That was definitely the energy of a born killer.

Viscount Seal let out a small moan.

Ugh

Blood gushed out of Viscount Seals right ear.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Violas hands were fast and cruel.

Did you, dare, make my dog like this?

Viscount Seal maintained his undisturbed posture, except for a brief trembling. He answered, keeping his composure.

No.

Then?

Everything the Princess had prepared came true, and the companion sword was seriously injured while dealing with the enemies.

Eventually, Viola came to her senses.

She lost her mind when she saw the bloody Tundra.

No. This cant

It hid behind Violas Ego that had been buried deep in her consciousness.

Viola bit her lip.

But, not like this.

Watching the Viscount flowing with blood, she captured her mind.

I was the one who made Tundra like that.

Even though she foresaw most of the situation and went with it, Viola didnt know that Tundra would get hurt so badly.

It was Viola herself who gave the order, and it was she who injured Tundra.

Sorry. Im sorry.

She thought it was too easy. Because Tundra was the male lead, she thought he could overcome any difficulties very easily.

Thinking that way was the problem.

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Nevertheless, she couldnt express her thoughts outwardly. She then admitted her mistake in front of the Viscount, and then took responsibility for making his ears that way.

Sorry.

Fortunately, even if it was cut, it will be able to recover quickly because the splicing magic of attaching things is very well developed.

The rage was urgently put out for now.

If my dog does not recover, the Viscounty Seal will be annihilated today, Viscount.

Viola and her party moved to the reception room under the guidance of the chief attendant. A few refreshments and tea were served, but Viola refused to eat.

I will draft some reports to send to the Duke. Princess.

Yes.

Xenon took out a notepad and pen from his pocket.

After writing something down, he asked Viola.

May I ask why you cut off the Viscounts ear?

Xenon looked forward to that.

Whether the picture Viola Veratoux is drawing matches the picture he was thinking of, he wanted to check it out.

Why are you asking that question?

The Princess must have already known that Tundra would suffer that much.

No.

She did not know.

It was because Viola was so focused on the setting of the male lead, she didnt expect Tundra to get hurt this much.

You did all this to save the Viscounty. You must have been well aware that it wasnt the Viscount who caused the damage to Tundra. Still, was there any need to make the Viscounts ears like that?

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She was silent for a moment.

Thats right.

She had been dispatched as a special envoy, and the act of cutting off the Viscounts ear was rash. Viola, a white Veratoux, spoke as if nothing had happened.

A warning about making me work hard.

Xenons pen was busy scribbling something down.

Warning!

Xenon sighed a little.

What he was thinking was right. It made him feel better, as Viola and he seemed to agree.

Then, the Princess has made the grace of life shine for them, and has even established order as a Veratoux.

She must not lose her prestige as a Veratoux.

However, she couldnt just blindly punish the Viscount. So, she purposely saved a life. Once she saved his life, she had a justification for having his ears cut off.

Hickson snorted.

Do you really think so?

Then, isnt it?

Viola is angry. About Tundra being hurt.

The Princess is understanding the situation most rationally. And she is solving the situation in the most efficient way.

Well, thats unknown since that was not it.

The Viola that Hickson saw was a little different. As soon as she saw Tundra, Viola lost her temper a bit.

You like him, kid.

He only knew that her flesh and blood were made of iron. Though to be angry like this is quite human

Xenon didnt seem to think so.

Sir Hickson is not wise. The Princess has taken all the practical benefits through thorough calculations.

Tes. Lets do it like that. Whatever it is, Viscount Seal mustve gone stiff. He must be thinking a lot by now.

What do you mean?

In Hicksons eyes, the Viola was not normal now.

There was deep-seated anxiety in her eyes. He was worried about Viola, but he also felt good about it.

The anxiety in Violas eyes Xenon cant read Xenon! Hahahaha!

Only he was able to read it.

It was probably because hed lost the most precious person in the world. So, he and Viola are closer.

I know Viola much better! I! I am closer to Viola!

Viola was now acting in the mask of a white Veratoux.

She pretended to be cool. She pretended to be rational in every situation, even though now, her mind seemed to be all directed towards Tundra.

With that thought, he decided to help.

Didnt I say Id be your adult?

The way Xenon wanted more, he decided to help Viola by leading the conversation in the way he wanted Xenon to report.

How would it feel in Viscount Seals perspective? To have his life spared and suddenly his ear was cut off. Its obvious that the Viscount cant have beaten Tundra. Is it strange no matter how you think about it?

Thats right.

Seal is a pretty smart guy. Hes confident and smart, so hes annoying.

So, he hit him a lot in his childhood.

Hickson didnt like that upright, straight personality.

Its strange, so Im going to wrap my head around it and think about it. Why did Viola act so contradictory?

From the perspective of Viscount Seal, it would be like that.

He looked at Viola with a squint.

Although she acted like she was okay on the outside, Viola looked like she was about to collapse right now.

Yes.

Who would have thought that the iron-blooded Veratoux would have something like that?

Why are you so unusual? I want to protect you.

He was blatantly speaking.

One person did two contradictory actions together. Would that be impossible unless there were two egos?

Thats right.

Then the Viscount Seal will interpret it like this.

What do you mean?

Hickson continued.

Knock, knock.

A knock was heard.

The chief attendant sent a report to Viscount Seal.

I showed them to the reception room and prepared hot tea and refreshments. How are your ears?

The cut surface is so clean that it can be recovered in one day.

Thats right. Did Princess Viola take care of you?

Perhaps. I didnt know she could be this talented at twelve.

Is it like that?

The priest was surprised. She even expressed the ability to rival that of Princess Medea when she was young. So, thats why she must have been sent as a special envoy.

The chief attendant was an employee of Viscount Seal, but he was also an old friend.

He asked cautiously, Why would she do that to the Viscount? She must know the situation better than anyone.

Shes giving me a message.

A message?

Someone in Veratoux wants to warn me.

That someone is probably Duke Heron.

Viscount Seal decided so. He seemed to want to warn him not to be foolish, and if he had a strange heart, he would kill Viscount Seal right away.

So Viola Veratoux, a special envoy, spoke on behalf of Veratouxs position and warned me harshly. My ears really hurt.

.

Though I think the human Viola Veratoux wanted to be considerate of me.

It seemed that this had created this situation.

A way of giving a warning after saving a life first, making a cause.

Isnt that too much?

Violas already making a name for herself as the iron-blooded Veratoux. Besides, shes been on her way as the white Veratoux from two years ago.

Isnt the white Veratoux? The eliminated Veratoux?

It was originally.

Therefore, the white Veratoux should show even greater performance.

The Princess who has turned herself into a white Veratoux. All of this must be a rational plan in her head.

However the Princess is only twelve years old.

Princess Medea became the youngest Level Nine Knight at the age of twelve. She subjugated the goblins by herself. Does that make sense?

That, too, was absurd.

Anyway, the princess successfully carried out Veratouxs warning. The thousand-kill Duke doesnt like me, but the Iron-Blood Princess will definitely like me.

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The chief attendant trusts Viscount Seal, but he was also a little worried. In fact, now, Viscount Seal and Veratoux were not in a peaceful relationship.

Veratoux were the enemies of the family who killed the eldest son of Viscount Seal.

Viola Veratoux will approach me in a cunning tug of war between the Veratoux Viola and the human Viola.

Is she going to use us for her own sake?

Perhaps, she is.

It feels a little

So, well have to watch.

Viscount Seal looked towards the bed.

If it was the princesss wit and resourcefulness, she would have noticed earlier that the life of the companion sword was not in jeopardy.

Although he was unconscious from bleeding a lot, it was an injury that would recover sooner or later.

Viola, who must have noticed that, had said this.

If my dog does not recover, the Viscounty Seal will be wiped out today, Viscount.

Princess Viola will come back to visit me before today is over. Her companion sword is recovering, so well start talking.

..Was that the message?

Yes.

Viola will come again

And, shell say what she really wants to say. The human Viola could possibly approach me in a more humane way.

More humane way?

Something like an apology for killing my son.

Ap, apology? Veratoux?

The chief attendant thought that was never going to happen. And in fact, killing the son wasnt a matter that ended with an apology either.

Actually, I dont even know.

Apologizing is not the only issue. One of them will have to die to solve it

Of course, it would be on their side to die.

Because of that, Im going to watch it for a while. Its so weird I think Ill have to watch it.

Iron-Blooded Veratoux.

He couldnt figure out what Princess Viola Veratoux was thinking. It was possible to interpret Violas actions, but it was difficult to predict.

The Princess already has a wider field of view than me when she is only twelve.

What will she really say?

He decided to wait and see how she would solve the situation.

Really will Princess Viola come to visit tonight?

There was an unwritten rule among the nobles not to seek each other after 10 pm.

Its already past ten oclock.

She will.

It was eleven oclock at night.

Its eleven oclock will she really come?

She will come.

Around that time, Tundra came to his senses.

Knock, knock.

Just then, a knock was heard.

It was Viola.