Taming The Villainesses novel Chapter 72

(EP-72.2) Aftermath #1

072 – Clean Up and Aftermath #1

“But you failed. No other Angmar was able to sit on the throne after Solomon.”

“Yes-. Because you cowards of the Tarantera Family betrayed us in the end. The Angmar Family was wiped out, forever disappearing from history. Even the youngest children weren’t spared.”

“Except for one that your Draco Family hid, right?”

“... Right.”

“So, where is this person? Is it a man? Or a woman? How old are they?”

Aira was very persistent, unlike her self-proclaimed ‘lazy bystander’ character.

It was reminiscent of a spider lunging at an insect that got caught in its web.

Mirna was momentarily taken aback by Aira’s barrage of questions, but she soon opened her blue feather fan and casually cooled her face.

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?”

As Aira queried with interest, the anxiously sitting Elga impatiently sprung up from her seat.

“What is that nonsense!? Are you asking for a beating!?”

“I really don’t know. My father knew. I even asked him for the details, but he didn’t tell me.”

Mirna then said she found evidence that the Angmar’s descendant was still alive by chance, back when she was searching through her family’s books as a child.

But she was found by her father, who proceeded to confiscate it. Thus, the book was finally burnt down.

Hearing this, Elga started grinding her teeth in frustration.

“Then bring Aleister Draco back to life right now! We need to know!”

“It’s impossible now. My father....”

A dark shade cascaded Mirna’s face.

“My father has already passed away, it’s impossible now...”

“What a pain in the neck... Damned Draco traitorous bastards! Why can’t not even one of you be helpful!?”

Had Elga’s anger peaked?

Mirna’s expression crumpled at those words.

“But Lady Lioness, shouldn’t you look at your own family first before you point at traitors?”

“... What? What are you saying!?”

“Did you know that my father and your father were friends in Ark? And that they were roommates who shared the same room?”

“That’s....”

“This is something that was barely retrieved from the burning evidence.”

As Elga was hesitating, Mirna pulled something out of her pocket. It was an old, charred piece of paper.

A painting?

Specifically, a fragment of a painting.

There was a pale-looking man, a blond young man with a radiant smile, and someone else whose face got burnt off from the painting.

Because the upper part of the other person’s face got burnt off, only their long red hair that reached up to their chest was recognizable. Was it a woman? No, looking at the wide chest, it was probably a man.

“What is this?”

Elga asked, taking the paper. To that, Mirna replied.

“The Truth Hall dormitory is a three-person room. This man here is my father, and this man here is your father, Lord Reinhardt. As for this red-haired man....”

It was Aira who gave the answer.

“Angmar. This red hair is the symbol of Angmar.”

“That’s right. It looked like he was using a different name at the time. But this man is probably the son of King Solomon.”

“Crazy, that mad Demon King’s son was still alive! And the Draco Family was hiding the fact! Isn’t this obvious treason?”

Mirna simply laughed at Elga’s aggressive push.

“You still haven’t realized? In this context, my father and your father, Lord Reinhardt, were accomplices.”