Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 338

A dense fog filled the room.

There was no other way to describe the state of Elga’s office. Of course, it wasn’t real fog—just sticky smoke from the burning herb, thick with moisture from the heavy rain.

“It’s suffocating.”

Mirna, who had little tolerance for it, kept coughing.

Her already red eyes turned even more bloodshot from irritation. She looked like a pitiful, helpless rabbit.

Meanwhile, Elga Von Lioness, the source of it all, didn't seem to care—exhaling another thick cloud.

“So—”

The 18-year-old Elga, who was holding a short cigar with her legs crossed on the desk, looked at us with piercing blue eyes, like that of a wild beast.

“So tell me.”

Her face was as sharp and cold as a honed blade.

It's as if she was warning us that it won't end well if we get too close.

It had been a long time since I'd seen Elga with such an expression. It brought back a mix of familiarity and tension.

The old Elga was as unpredictable as a ricocheting rugby ball. If she didn’t like something, she wouldn’t hesitate to use violence.

“Who are you? I don’t recall hiring anyone recently. I just got back from the Western Front, and I’m exhausted. Why the hell would I be hiring in the middle of all that?”

At Elga’s sharp questioning, the old butler Rowan pulled out the document Mirna had forged from his pocket and handed it to her.

Elga carefully examined the document, her eyes narrowing even further.

“The handwriting and seal are definitely mine... That's weird. I don’t remember this at all. Well, you’re dismissed old man. I’ll handle this myself.”

As Elga waved the paper lightly, the old butler Rowan bowed and left.

He was probably suspicious about us, but he must have thought we couldn't harm the young lady even if he wasn't by her side.

Because Elga wasn’t a girl who needed protecting.

“So, who are you?”

Was she seriously asking?

Since Mirna was still struggling with the smoke, I decided to answer her.

“My name is Theo Gospel.”

“Theo Gospel? Never heard of it.”

That’s harsh.

That's minus 5 main wife points.

“And the woman next to you?”

“This is Mirna...”

“Hey, Theo Gospel. Did I ask you? I was talking to the woman. Is she mute? Don’t speak unless I tell you to. I won’t say it twice.”

Elga’s attitude was quite domineering.

Though, Elga was always this aggressive and arrogant when we first met .

I had to admit that Elga didn't remember us at all and was completely immersed in this dream from two years ago.

Seuk-.

Elga stood up from her seat and strode toward us.

Her body was clad in red and silver armor.

Covered in sharp spikes and jagged edges, my body would get shredded if I do as much as hug her.

It's been a while since I've seen her in that armor.

Suk.

Elga grabbed Mirna’s chin, pulling her face close before exhaling a puff of smoke right at her.

“Ugh.”

Mirna's face scrunched in disgust, coughing violently. Elga found it amusing, as she bared her fangs slightly with a smirk.

Mirna scrunched her face in disgust, coughing violently. But Elga, finding her reaction amusing, smirked, revealing a hint of her fangs.

“Mirna? That’s the same name as someone I know. You also look similar? No, you're prettier, the kind of pretty that's fun to tease. You'll attend to me tonight.”

“Cough... W-what did you say?”

“I like teasing pretty things.”

Seuk-.