4. There is no evil woman in the world (4)

4. There are no bad villains in the world (4)

The next morning.

I arrived in front of Nadia’s art studio.

Because no one was supposed to be on the bed in the room.

“My lord! Are you here!”

Kungkung-

I knocked hard on the door of the art room.

Right now, I was in a very nervous state.

‘Please stay in the art room. Even if it’s not a painting room, please don’t be in the basement. It’s not even that time yet.’

If Nadia is in the ‘basement’ right now, and has gained all of her ‘powers’.

As soon as I see her Nadia’s face, I will kill her and run from her mansion.

It’s sad and heartbreaking, but that’s the best way I can save the wicked woman.

“Please! If you’re inside, open the door! Lord Nadia!”

-You’re noisy, Darmian.

Kiki-

The door opened, revealing Nadia.

‘I didn’t want to kill you. Thank god.’

I let out her sigh of relief and bruised her straight away.

“How many times have I told you! The art room is cold and dangerous, so you have to sleep in the bed!”

“Sorry.”

“Simply saying sorry is not enough!”

“Okay, sorry.”

Nadia trembled the corners of her mouth slightly, wondering if the situation I was getting mad at was funny.

I am serious about saving the world.

I led Nadia into the art room.

“What are you doing sleeping in the art room?”

“I like drawing. I kept watching and fell asleep.”

“What kind of family picture did you draw this time, so I was so immersed-“

… What?

Paintings displayed in the art room.

Why is it drawn here?

I had the experience of freezing my body for a moment.

I felt cold all over my body, and I got goosebumps.

‘Oh, why is Nadia drawing her figure at this time… ?’

Isn’t it too soon?

My portrait painted on canvas is displayed in Nadia’s art studio, which means ‘lack’.

I knew exactly what that meant after reading the novel.

‘Possession.’

The art room represents Nadia’s spiritual world.

It is said that if she wants to know what she wants to achieve, she just needs to look at the pictures on display.

By the way.

Is my portrait hanging over there?

That means Nadia says she wants to own me.

To me, who has to leave this place to meet another evil woman, it sounds like an emergency.

Nadia, completely unaware of my burning insides, asked innocently.

“Darmian. Did you draw well?”

“N, yes. Well drawn. I was shocked because I wanted to look in the mirror for a moment.”

“Yes, I’m glad you liked it. Good.”

Nadia answered bluntly.

Her answers were always clear for likes and dislikes. She

Because she thinks a lot and makes decisions quickly.

‘Even so. Don’t like me too much In the first place, all the people in Nadia’s portrait of her die.’

I want to live, I don’t want to die.

Let’s draw a line.

I scratched my head with a slightly ambiguous tone.

“Still, as a servant, the family head’s picture is a bit burdensome to me.”

“Do you hate my painting?”

“Rather than dislike… It’s a burden. There is no need for you to paint such a luxurious picture for a lowly servant like me.”

“… I decide.”

Nadia let out a cold voice.

‘f*cked, I made a mistake out of embarrassment.’

When you look at Nadia’s personality.

She shouldn’t have given such a halfway answer.

She has her own standards, and she doesn’t care about other people’s evaluation except for her paintings.

That means in front of Nadia, who thinks highly of me…

“Are you lowly, Darmian?”

I shouldn’t have put myself down.

“Are you saying that I am wrong for not thinking of you lowly?”

“Oh, no, that’s not it.”

“Then does that mean that the position of the servant of the Vertium family is lowly?”

“… No, sorry.”

Just head or beat.

I lowered my head as I recalled my previous social life.

Nadia kept her tone cool.

“Raise your head.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t think lowly of yourself, Darmian. I do not think lowly of you who have no status.”

“Thank you.”

“So don’t reject it, take my picture. Got it?”

I hate it.

Though the word got up to her throat.

I couldn’t help but nod my head.

“… Yes.”

“Okay, that’s all right.”

Nadia seems to have cooled down and returned to her usual expressionless expression.

She was definitely like a child, her emotions coming and going.

“What is the schedule for today?”

“It is reading time after breakfast until lunch.”

“Okay, let’s go. My servant, Darmian.”

My servant…

After hearing her words, I made up my mind.

‘Let’s quickly chase Medeus away and run away.’

About two months left before the plan.

To be displayed in Nadia’s art studio, there was still a lot of work to be done.

No, there were a lot of bad girls.

***

Breakfast of the Verdium family is always together.

It is to create a family atmosphere in a friendly way by saying hello to each other in the morning.

However, Nadia’s breakfast was always alone, unlike the others.

“Gaju-nim, I will wake up first.”

“Keuheum, me first.”

“Me too.”

Medeus’s family got up first and left for work.

Because only Nadia’s food always comes out 30 minutes late.

By the time Nadia started eating, all the tables were empty.

“… “

Nadia just stuffed her food into her mouth at the huge table left to her alone.

Just like that, the time for breakfast is over.

Nadia goes to the library and starts reading her book.

Unlike the other young girls, she didn’t have a tutor, so she only had to read books without taking any classes.

Because I, a fake genius who is still only 12 years old in this world, can’t give lessons.

Does it make sense to say that attendants are classes in the first place?

So I’m reading her book with Nadia, diverting her in the best possible way.

It can be seen as a kind of reading and edification discussion.

“Darmian. Why didn’t this man kill his wife?”

“You don’t have to kill him for doing something wrong. There is also a method called ‘forgiveness’, Lord.”

“Are you saying you forgive adultery?”

“Some people can’t forgive, but at least I did forgive this man. In the end, each person will make different choices. The best option is not to kill anyone.”

“… I will kill It is a betrayal and a sin.”

If Nadia puts her answer down on her own like this, the detour fails.

It’s okay though.

This is a detailed edification and an overall edification.

In other words, you only need to succeed in expelling Medeus.

To do so…

“Hey, Nadia!”

It would be most convenient to use that ignorant bastard who seduces the head of household.

No matter how bloodless or tearless parents are, their eyes roll when it comes to their ‘son’.

Medeus Murphy.

The son of Baron Medeus.

The snuffer approached Nadia, who was quietly reading a book.

“You only read books, do you find them interesting?”

“Be polite to the family head.”

“What are you going to do! My mother, who is in charge of all the practical work of Vertium, will go! You just give your name and do nothing!”

Tak-

Nadia put the book on her desk and said calmly.

Although Murphy was two years older than Nadia, their maturity was on a different level.

“You just said that. Can you take responsibility?”

“Ha, what responsibility am I to blame for an idiot like you?! My mother will take responsibility!”

However, the mature side did not always win.

Because the child’s malice is in an unrefined state.

“Kick-kick- you can’t say anything to my mother. Because she has no mother and no father.”

“… “

Nadia closed her mouth and was silent.

Perhaps she feels powerless inside.

It’s not something that can be rebutted, and even if you do, it will only lead to ignorant criticism.

‘I want to hit the honey chestnut hard.’

But there was nothing I could do yet, so I stayed silent.

‘Anyway, as long as he’s alive, we can kick Medeus out of the mansion.’

Let’s wait patiently until then.

Because Nadia has endured every day too.

Murphy gave a cheeky grin, perhaps losing interest in the silence between the two of us.

“Well, sooner or later I will become the head of the household. You’d better keep your mouth shut even then, okay? Especially, Nadia, you’re pretty when you keep your mouth shut. Keep doing that.”

As expected, that guy is rotten from the bud.

According to the novel, in two years Murphy will try to sneak into the bedroom of her relative Nadia.

As Nadia gets older, her beauty gets watered down and she grows up to be as beautiful as her doll.

She looks formidable, and if she’s a weakling woman, you’d think she’d be able to subdue her.

But that day.

‘Kyaaa!!’

Hearing her maid’s cry at the same time.

Murphy loses her life at the hands of Nadia.

As far as I remember, the body was probably split into two.

Starting from this incident, Medeus decides and starts harassing him.

As a result, Nadia uses the power of her family to become her villain.

Anyway.

The bottom line is that Murphy, the guy I have to use, is a clever guy with black buds who have received the blood of his parents.

“It’s boring because everyone doesn’t respond. You attendant there.”

“Yes?”

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Me?

Murphy said, suddenly clenching her fists.

“Since you’re bored, let’s get hit by me. You are the servant of the head of the household. You should look good to the future head of household. Huh?”

As he said that, he glanced at Nadia.

Is it to show off her own strength in front of the girl she likes?

A rotten bastard.

‘f*ck.’

I want to rehabilitate quickly and hit them all.

But you can’t run away.

I have so many lives in my hands that it’s hard to count.

I had no choice but to stand still in front of Murphy.

“For once!”

Boo Woong-

Murphy’s fist flew right in my face.

Perhaps it was because they were a father and daughter, the location of the attack was the same as the right cheek that had been damaged by the glass.

‘Haa… ‘

It’s the fist of a 12-year-old that doesn’t hurt anyway.

Still, getting hit hurts, so I closed my eyes to make it less painful.

However.

Murphy’s fist did not reach my face.

No, saying “I couldn’t” Was more accurate.

“Ah, ah-!! My, my hand-!!”

“Nadia… ? Lord… ?”

Because Nadia’s little hand was holding her Murphy’s.

Then, her Murphy’s hand, which she was holding, was compressed into a grotesque shape.

Blood flowed on the floor, and Murphy’s screams grew louder.

“Ah, ahh-!! Cow, hand-!! My, please let me go-!!”

“… Darmian is my servant. I can only touch you. And, it’s me who goes. You cannot be the owner of Darmian.”

Don’t take mine anymore.

Once is enough.

Nadia muttered with a cold, expressionless expression.

Murphy’s hands, of course…

Kwajik-!!

“Ah, ah ah ah-!!!”

She was crushed and unrecognizable like an ant.

I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.

‘The time to awaken the power of the family is two years earlier.’

It won’t affect my plans too much, though.

I don’t know how that variable will work and neither does the artist.

Because it wasn’t written in the novel.

Her head hurt.

“Darmian.”

Nadia held out her hand, stained with the blood that had crushed Murphy’s.

She was confident as if she had acted naturally without any guilt.

“Let’s go, give me your hand.”

“… Yes.”

Chalpak-

As I held Nadia’s hand, my hand was stained with Murphy’s thick blood.

She took my hand and ran down the hallway to the art studio.

Should I say fortunately?

“It’s fortunate that I didn’t kill anyone. Whatever you do, don’t kill anyone.”

“… Okay.”

Murphy I’m glad he didn’t die.

It’s worth using, and I’m glad Nadia didn’t murder.

The moment she gets to kill her even once.

Because she can’t turn back from becoming a villainess.

‘It’s so easy to become a villainess, and it’s a f*cking family.’

The growth environment is also a problem.

His blood thicker than water was also a problem.

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