(EP-2.2) Flower Aira #2
002 – Evil Flower Aira #2
She was the insurance that kept Belmott from betraying us.
I took her hostage and made her a maid in the palace. Perhaps, once could say that this was a safety measure for Belmott, preventing him from having any ideas of rebellion.
All of the maids in the palace were in a similar situation to Clara. They each took up the role of monitoring one another.
It was nice to have them watch each other and point fingers.
“Come, Clara. Let's go now."
"Heung."
She was like a prisoner of war, but her spirit as a high-ranking noble was still strong. Her eyes were very sharp as she looked at me.
I led her to the room where the maids were staying.
━Fool, do you think it will taste good when you pour it like that?
━If you pour it, it will become soggy!
━Hey, hey! That guy is coming!
As soon as I appeared, the chatting maids were startled and immediately pretended to work.
They got paid for this...
I wanted to say something, but I was not that petty, so I simply handed them the tied up Clara and said.
“Here, this is Clara. She will be a maid from today onwards. Please educate her step by step, starting with what she shouldn't do.”
The response I got was cold.
There was pity in the maids' eyes when looking at Clara. As if they were saying, "So you've fallen too, huh." At the same time, there was also a sense of relief knowing that there was another in the same abyss (situation) as them.
“Miss Clara, the maids here are noble ladies, just like you. So don't fight and work together. Now, would you like to say hello to your new colleagues?”
Slurp. As soon as the gag on her mouth was released, Clara exclaimed. She had been waiting for this moment.
“Tae-oh, I won't ever forgive you. I will curse you to the end. You're part of Angmar's corruption. You vicious servant!”
Did you mean, "Thank you for saving me and my father's life?" I smiled brightly and gave her my thanks.
"You're welcome."
In the past, I would have been heartbroken being criticized like this. But now, I didn't even take it to heart. I guess I had gotten a little tougher.
However, this Clara was not an easy girl to deal with.
“Do you think your power will last forever? One day, you will have to bear your karma! Queen Aira's power will end soon! You know nothing!"
Pwae.
She spat on my face
I had been spat on three times this week alone. This happened so often that it didn't matter anymore, but...
I knew nothing?
Even with my patience, I was triggered by that remark.
After so long, I finally put my hands up.
Jjak.
“Kyaaa!”
I grabbed the fallen Clara by the collar and forced her to stand up.
“I know nothing? Do you have the right to say that to me? You aristocratic b*tches who lived their lives eating and wearing only good things?”
Who dared to make me shoulder the karma and fall into purgatory?
“St, stop, don’t hit me-”
Despite being the one provoking me, Clara was trembling as she touched her red and swollen cheek.
I had a lot to say, but I was busy with work and decided to stop here.
“What are you doing? Get to work!”
Let's simmer the anger that was boiling inside. More than that, it was a karma thing. I was very confident about the subject I had been taught.
In fact, I had a rough idea why this lady was shouting so loudly.
She must have something to believe in.
That belief was obvious.
Was it ‘their' turn to move?
Originally, Clara, who was hiding in the hideout, would have contacted ‘them' and an episode would occur.
I thought of a well-balanced party crouching somewhere and sharpening their claws.
Would those claws ever reach me?
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