Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 23

(EP-23.1) Angmar #3

023 – Peaceful Angmar #3

“Hiiek...!”

The Imp Marmar constantly cackled like some sick chicken as she entered the palace.

Her gaze hardly stayed in one place. Her limbs trembled and her tail swayed from side to side like a windshield wiper.

“I’m in the Witch Queen’s Palace...!”

Marmar seemed terrified of Aira’s existence.

“Help me, this is scary! Get me out of here! She’s definitely going to peel my skin off! She’ll use my tail as a wand!”

To this, Aira said.

“You don’t have to be afraid of your Queen. Instead, you should learn to respect and love her. Also, I don’t need wands.”

This appeared to be the case.

I wondered what to do if Aira got angry at the Imp’s rude attitude and flattened her head.

Fortunately, neither the Imp Marmar nor Aira exchanged any more words. In the case of Aira, I think it was because she lacked the interest.

“I’ll give you a break, Theo, but rest in the palace. Don’t go back to your scorpion-infested house.”

“Yes, I’m also going to educate this friend a little.”

“Indeed, I think it is a little stupid.”

Being called stupid by Aira, the Imp’s frightened look turned unsightly.

“Bye.”

After a brief farewell, Aira entered her quarter.

All that was left was me and the trembling Imp Marmar.

What should I do with her?

Twelve gold coins was a lot of money for me too.

One gold coin could buy 12 people, so she should at least be able to handle twelve times the amount of work to be worth the money.

Her intelligence might be quite high, but her strength seemed lacking, so it was difficult to make her do physical labor.

Would she be good at things like paperwork?

I asked Marmar, who was constantly checking if Aira had finally disappeared.

“Is there anything you are good at?”

“Imps are good at anything! Angmar-nim created us after all! Anyway, is the Queen really gone?”

“Yes, now follow me, I’ll show you what you need to do.”

I then went to my office.

There were all kinds of documents, including the ones I had piled up, scattered all over the place.

“Ok. First, can you sort the documents here by color?”

“That’s easy! But, you need to know that even if I do what you say now, I will never become your slave!”

Exclaiming confidently, Marmar began to organize the documents. I was surprised that she was doing better than expected.

However, it seemed that I was not the only one surprised.

“The Slave Rights Promotion Act, the Lost Monsters Allotment Employment Act. Why are these types of documents here? Are you really Theo?”

“Yeah, didn’t I tell you?”

The Imp looked at the drafts of the bills I had written and quivered.

Seeing her body trembling continuously, I feared that she would just start peeing.

Was hygiene in the instruction manual that I received from the ’Torch Legion’ earlier?

All of a sudden, I got very nervous. As I was digging through my pockets, the Imp raised her hands high and shouted loudly.

“Oh my God! It’s such an honor to meet you, Mr. Theo Gospel! So you are the creator of these wonderful laws and ordinances! They are great!”

I felt a little hard to adapt to the sudden change in the atmosphere. Marmar reminded me of the Nymph Bionoi.

“The Slave Abuse Prevention Act is wonderful!”

“Really? Thank you for the compliment.”