The Villain Can't Lose

I nodded.

The maid turned and walked away, it seemed like she didn't have any kind of interest in me as a maid of this house.

I didn't waste any time further and also walked upstairs.

I found myself in a room that was similar to the one I stayed in before, 'I need to do more exploring to remember every corner of this house.' I thought while I changed my clothes.

Half of the second floor belonged to Rowen, while the southern corner was dominated by Hector. As long as I avoided his presence, I should be fine.

pαndα,noνɐ1,сoМ When I was done, I headed back downstairs and found that everyone was gathered in the lounge. The twins were still playing chess, but they stopped their game when they noticed me.

Rowen had two sisters and one younger brother.

And if I remembered correctly, the only sibling that was relevant to his story was his older sister Irene. 'If Rowen is fifteen right now, that means she's eighteen,' I pondered.

The twins meant nothing to Rowen, nor did he ever pay any attention to them. They did nothing wrong but their existence itself was annoying to him, 'now looking at them, I don't understand why?'

The one with long, silver hair was called Mariabelle and the boy with short white hair was Kayden. Neither one of them caused a threat to Rowen's inheritance of the land and power, 'I shouldn't bother with them too much, but treating them like siblings wouldn't cost me my life.'

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"Rowen..." Mariabelle stopped her sentence midway as I looked her in the eyes.

Kayden also immediately stood up and walked towards me and then knelt on the floor right before me.

"Greetings, Rowen." He said with a trembling voice as if it was filled with fear.

"Stand up," I commanded.

He stood up and gave me a bow, "yes, brother."

I ignored him and turned back to three maids that were watching after them. The twins were quiet and they were scared of me, but they shouldn't be scared of the servants that must obey them.

All three of them only seemed to bother about their existence only when I entered the hall.

'I'll give them some time to adjust themselves.' I thought as I looked at the maids, 'I can't help them since I have no real connection with them, but it would be nice if I could at least make their lives easier for them.'

"Leave us alone," I said in a loud tone. I needed to intimidate them and not get too far from Rowen's real character, making it rather suspicious.

They nodded without saying a word and left the room.

I walked towards the chessboard and picked up a piece, 'I wonder how many moves she missed out.' I thought while I moved the pawn to the seventh square.

Rowen always played using intuition and never used any strategy. The reason why he lost so often was that he couldn't predict what his opponent would do next.

But I was not Rowen, I studied and memorized things in my previous life. 'I will use this knowledge here.'

"What are you doing?" I asked Mariabelle.

Looking at her long silver hair and sky-blue eyes, I was a bit amazed, she was indeed the most beautiful child I might have ever seen.

"I'm sorry, Brother," but quickly she panicked and bowed her head in apology.

I shook my head and smiled at her, "it's fine, it wasn't a big deal."

Mariabelle looked like she wanted to say something, but she held herself back. My approach was probably surprising to both of them judging by how Kayden was still standing four meters away from me.

"Is there anything else you want to say to me, Mariabelle?" I asked her, seeing her reluctant.

She bit her lip, and then peeked at the ground and started walking towards a door.

She looked shy, or maybe my approach was too sudden for them.

I decided to let them be and stood up myself. I walked outside and saw the maids whispering, this was shocking to them too, 'this is a great opportunity,' I grinned and walked closer to them.

"If I see my six-year-old siblings playing on the cold and dirty ground one more time, the next head I cut off the will that belongs to your family," I said when I was close enough to hear their whispers.

Rowen used to torture the maids for fun, especially when he was returning from the academy, 'which reminds me, Irene returned too.' I walked past their pale and dead expressions, 'this should be enough for them to start taking better care of the twins from now on.'

I returned to my room and quickly undressed, taking a bath in the tub that was probably made from real gold. 'Rich people back in the days really liked to flex their money.'

Once I finished bathing, I dressed back, 'I'll need to check my sword later.' I thought while I glanced in the mirror.

The scars on my face were gone, and my body was covered in light purple bruises which made me look even worse. I didn't really mind the marks since they didn't hurt me, 'but I hope the twins won't be too traumatized by seeing me like this.'

I laid down on the bed and started thinking, 'Nari belonged to the assassin clan. The head of the clan sold her off to my father to make her his mistress, but her wavy pink hair reminded him of the witch he had met in the forest, so he turned her into a servant instead.'

To get Nari on my side, I needed a plan, a manipulative one for her to like me and gain her trust. Nari wanted revenge, she wanted my father to be dead for the humiliation he forced her to go through, and I also wanted the same outcome, so this might work.

'But what should I tell her enough to make her believe in me?' I wondered as I glimpsed at my sword's hilt.

Remembering how cute Zuri was when she carried it made me let out a chuckle, 'one more advantage for me,' I thought while wiping the last blood stain off the shiny-blue blade.

This sword looked unique, it was changing its colours from time to time, 'interesting...' I murmured and then went back to my thoughts.

I needed to adjust to many things here as quickly as possible, and maybe Zuri was sent to help me achieve everything that I desired.

After a few seconds, my mind went back to Nari, 'She is an assassin turned into a maid.' I sighed and closed my eyes, but then a realisation hit me.

"FREEDOM!"

That's what she wanted the most as any slave would.