I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well

The chief attendant, Delpha, widened his eyes.

Did she really come here?

He was embarrassed, but he decided to do what he had to do. Then, he ran silently to the door and grabbed the door.

Welcome, Princess.

As Viola passed by Delpha, his body trembled.

It has been over twenty-five years since he worked as an attendant. In the meantime, he has met numerous nobles and knights. So, he prided himself on being quite familiar with people with magic.

My body is trembling

Viola seemed to have a special magic.

It was because even if he just brushed past her and got goosebumps.

This Is the rumored Kill Star?

It was difficult for him to look straight at the twelve-year-old girl. This sticky murderous energy made him keep forgetting that Princess Viola was only twelve years old.

The visible Viola was a young girl of twelve years old, and the Viola he felt was a giant.

Meanwhile,

Viola was in a good mood.

They say Tundra is fine.

As if they had changed the bedding to something clean, a pure white duvet caught her eye. Tundra was asleep softly. They dont know how relieved she was to hear that Tundra was fine.

I can do what I have to do.

She didnt dare hide what she felt good about. Thinking so, she smiled lightly and walked towards Viscount Seal.

The chief attendant Delpha swallowed his saliva.

Shes smiling?

In Delphas eyes, it felt like a witchs fishy smile. It had nothing to do with Violas actual expression.

The person in Delphas eyes was a smiling witch.

It didnt seem right to say that the thousand-kill Duke had brought in a witch.

Excuse me for being late.

Viola walked over and stood in front of Viscount Seal.

Whats going on?

You must know whats going on.

In fact, she was in a slightly different state from her usual. Unlike usual, she was not cool and did not observe the situation rationally.

Is Uncle Hickson that smart?

However, Hickson told a lot about her by talking to Xenon, and Viola was acting accordingly. It was only when he told her did Viola finally notice the situation.

So, Hickson was a big help.

Im sorry if you didnt notice my intentions at all, Viscount Seal.

Hearin so, Delpha swallowed his saliva once more. He recalled the conversation with the Viscount earlier.

Isnt everything the Viscount said right?

All of what Viscount Seal had guessed seemed to be correct. Up until now, he thought she was a twelve-year-old kid, but now, he had completely changed my mind.

If its that Princess, she could do that.

Viola sat cross-legged on the table chair.

Chief attendant.

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Yes, Princess.

Id like some warm milk, please.

At the word of the request, Delphas ears twitched.

Please?

It was a word that didnt quite fit the current Viola. Because it was not a command, it was a request.

Isnt that a very kind command again?

However strangely

The word please was natural even though she must have been a princess who was much more familiar with orders than requests.

So natural, so more

He didnt know how to express this feeling right now.

Afraid? Unfamiliar? Weird?

No. It is dominating

That polite tone and requesting attitude seemed elegant and natural. It felt like she was one of the heirs of the ruling family.

A single word of request had such a strong power.

Add honey.

Understood.

Viola, who felt better, pushed a little more.

Cookies, too.

Yes. I will prepare it.

As he went outside, Delpha felt a strange feeling. She had the perfect atmosphere for a ruler, but milk with honey and cookies?

The gap came to him strangely.

Eventually, Viscount Seal opened his mouth, Fortunately, it seems that the companion sword will be able to recover soon.

I heard.

And, my ears are said to recover within a day or so.

Thats fortunate.

It is said that the cut surface is so clean.

The Viscounts eyes narrowed.

Isnt that what the Princess intended?

She was not like that, but the other her inside is like that. It wasnt her intention, although thats how it happened, anyway.

Viola said quietly, hiding her inner feelings.

If it wasnt my intention, would I have used force there?

Im sure it is. Then Ill tell you with the assumption that all my predictions are correct.

Yes.

Isnt the princess Viola, the human Miss Viola, came to apologize to me?

Viola grinned.

The acting had also come to an end.

Apologize?

In an instant, the Viscounts body trembled. Without realizing it, he almost met the weapon.

What momentum!

Even seeing the First Princess Medea as a child wasnt like this. She felt much more cruel and serious than Medeas magic.

Still, at the immediate moment, he had a terrible feeling that she would pull out her dagger and pierce his throat.

I judged the Viscount to be a reasonable person with upright convictions. Thats why I came this far by calling myself a special envoy.

Thank you for looking at me like that.

But, its a little disappointing. I didnt know you were going to discuss the apology first.

The Viscounts face hardened slightly. After all, the Veratoux are the enemies of the family that killed the Viscounts son.

The Viscount was planning to go to war.

Violas question followed before the Viscount responded.

Was your son important to Veratoux?

I dont think so.

Then why did we have to put the child to death while taking the blame and ignoring the formal procedure?

Isnt that because my son broke the stern laws of the Winter Castle?

Ah. He dared to break the law of the winter castle as a son of a Viscount. Did we kill him because we were offended?

Saying so, Viola grinned.

Viscount Seals heart was boiling with anger. Right or wrong, the Princess was clearly laughing at his side.

With that thought, the Viscounts voice rose a little.

So, it isnt?

Of course not.

Meanwhile, the chief attendant came in with honey milk and coconut cookies.

Wow!

Viola put the coconut cookies in her mouth and groaned.

Its delicious.

After all, the nobles of this world have a knack for baking. The cookies were very satisfying.

Meanwhile, the Viscount opened his mouth.

I was going to declare war.

I know. The Viscount is such a person. Of course, the person who would die will be you.

Because I am prepared for death, I must hear a clear explanation.

The Viscount was not afraid of death.

If there is no clear explanation, I will declare war on Veratoux even now. If you hadnt saved my life once, I might have killed you on the spot.

Is it possible?

I do not know.

He saw the Princesss movement earlier, and itt was absolutely not the movement of a twelve-year-old.

However, now, all of the Viscounts personnel have been freed from poison. If our knights move, it is presumed that it will be possible to capture the Princess and the party.

Well, lets say thats it. Nevertheless, I hope that you dont commit any unfortunate incidents that will actually happen. Please. Seriously.

To be honest, she was terrified.

Please

To be honest, she really meant what she said.

Uhh. Im scared.

No matter how much she lived as Viola for five years, she lived as Han Arin for twenty-one years. Shed be lying if she said she wasnt afraid.

In Korea, there was no such situation.

Still Much better than dealing with father.

She consciously decided to eat more comfortably.

The reason why an unimportant person was executed without formal procedures is simple when you think about it.

I dont know. Please answer.

Because my father likes the Viscount.

It wasnt a complete lie.

What, what is that!

In order to protect the honor of the Viscount, it means that father took on the stigma of a tyrant.

Viscount Seal had a confused expression on his face.

What does that have to do with my honor?

It was just an excuse to break the law of the winter castle.

Viola tapped her hand lightly and uttered.

Xenon.

Yes, Princess.

As if waiting in advance, Xenon immediately opened the door and entered. He held a white cloth in his hand, and a glass bottle of red liquid was placed on it.

Its your sons blood. He was addicted to black magic.

Viola spoke with a calm expression.

If he was sane, would he have caused such a riot at Winter Castle? Only because of egg tarts?

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Black magic blinded peoples minds and made them crave for instinctive pleasures. Instead of making emotion take precedence over reason, he could get powerful magical powers.

Of course, there was one major side effect.

If they dont manage their magic properly, their body will explode, like turning into a living bomb.

Someone injected black magic into your sons body. But as you know, it cannot be activated without the sons consent. After all, black magic is what the son wanted. There was a lot of black magic dissolved in his blood.

These contents appeared in the Viscounts setting book, though it had not been dealt with in-depth in this chapter.

Zelton was just a supporting actor in the unfortunate fate of being killed by Vixen.

The concentration is very high, so it wouldnt be strange if he exploded at any time if left alone. First, I had to protect the people of Winter Castle from your son who became a living bomb.

Violas eyes turned to Viscount Seal.

There was a small amount of white milk froth around her lips.

Secondly, I had to protect the honor of the Viscount. So, I just put him to death.

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Until your son reached that point, what was the Viscount doing?

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Why did my father have to defend your honor while wearing the dirty stigma of being a tyrant?

Actually, my favorite character is not like that!

Although a little scary, he was a good person who raised cute hedgehogs in the coffin of the beast with seven stacks of magic circles!

If I were father, I would have exposed everything to the world regardless of the Viscounts honor. If he had done so, the Viscount would have committed suicide. He is a man of upright conviction.

It was the same in the original story.

In the end, the Viscount starts a war, and Heron kills the Viscount himself.

For his honor.

The fact that Zelton was addicted to black magic will be forever buried in the world.

I ask. Was my fathers choice wrong?

The Viscount lowered his head. Then, he began to bring out the words that even Viola could not have thought of.