I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 218

Chapter 109.2

“N, no…! Baron Leville, what the hell are you…!”

In response to the Count’s reproachful gaze, Viscount Fabian, a close friend of Baron Leville, spoke up.

“Count Schdental would have done the same thing if you were in the same situation, so don’t look at him with such disdain.”

He, like Baron Leville, has substantial debts to Blois, and if he was threatened with that, wouldn’t he refrain from coming forward to the other elders?

Count Schdental trembled.

“Su, such treacherous traitors!”

“Oh, how impertinent! It would be wise to compose yourself, Count.”

“I’m perfectly composed right now! How can people be so spineless!”

“Spineless?! There are a lot of things we need to protect!”

“Protect your own principles!”

“What did you say? Are you done talking?”

For a while, a comical back-and-forth ensued between the neutral faction and those aligned with Schdental. But eventually, the victory naturally shifted towards the neutral faction that held the sword hilt. More precisely, it should have been said that Rosanne, who was behind them, had the upper hand from the beginning.

Rosanne struck down her staff to quell the commotion in the hall.

“Everyone, please be quiet. Can’t you see my knight holding a sword?”

Instantly, everyone fell silent.

The next moment, she forced Count Schdental and his men to make a choice.

“So, are you willing to die or take a blood oath? The witnesses can be handled by people from Baron Leville’s side.”

The answer was already decided. After all, not many people were bold enough to be stubborn in the face of death.

Then, Rosanne turned her gaze towards Dimitri and gestured with her chin as if to ask what he was doing without coming out quickly and becoming a lord.

“Go ahead.”

As Rowaine, who was holding a wooden box, pushed Dimitri’s back, Rosanne shook her head as she heard her whispered words.

“No, I mean you, Rowaine.”

As though she couldn’t understand Rosanne’s words, Rowaine didn’t move and blinked her large eyes repeatedly.

For a moment, several thoughts crossed Dimitri’s mind.

‘Rowaine is going to become the leader of the council of elders?’

While Rosanne’s eyes gleamed with anticipation for Rowaine, everyone present seemed to express disbelief as they opened their eyes wide.

Baron Leville stepped forward.

“It’s too much for the Duchess to become the leader…”

Rosanne cut off his words sharply.

“Too much?”

“If… if there’s a divorce, wouldn’t the Duchess no longer be a member of part of Blois?”

“Yes, that’s right. So, could it be that you’re saying this because you’re afraid she might get a divorce and kick you out in retaliation?”

“It’s unthinkable!”

“Unthinkable? I’m sure you’re not completely unaware that Count Schdental and Cayetana have used underhanded methods against Rowaine, right? And when it comes to that, didn’t you turn a blind eye to it and let it go?”

The neutral faction elders, led by Baron Leville, protested as if feeling unjust.

“We didn’t know!”

“You really didn’t know? I’m sure you’ve all planted spies to extract information, so are you saying you don’t even have that level of capability?”

Faced with a dilemma where claiming ignorance rendered them incompetent and admitting knowledge branded them as terrible human beings, the elders realized the wise thing to do was to keep their mouths shut.

Rosanne clicked her tongue.

“Dimitri, what about you? Do you think it’s a waste to give power to Rowaine?”

The oath of blood was something only those on Schdental’s side were doing, while the other elders and vassals have come to a moderate (?) agreement to maintain ‘friendship.’ So, even if Rowaine were to become the leader, it didn’t mean she would have complete control over all the power.

It was because Dimitri, the Duke who legally held all decision-making authority, was in good health.

So, what Rosanne was currently doing was a measure to not only firmly establish Rowaine as a member of Blois but also to collaborate with him and allow her to exert significant influence as the mistress of Blois.

Dimitri was honestly very pleased with Rosanne’s decision.

‘In that case, Rowaine will never be able to leave Blois.’

Naturally, he wanted to compel her to follow Rosanne’s will, even if it meant pushing her. This situation was quite perplexing. Given that Rowaine had been granted everything to this extent, wouldn’t any person naturally want to be complacent?

Dimitri believed that she was as special to him as he felt to her.

There was clearly more than mere camaraderie between the two. Not only did they exchange boundless trust and a sense of familiarity, but there was always laughter in their daily friendly conversations. Was there any other relationship more perfect than this?

He was confident that he clearly had a connection with Rowaine, or so he thought.

“Rowaine.”

As he gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, Rowaine naturally accepted his touch and drew closer to him. He believed that with a little persuasion, she would reluctantly accept this duty.

However, seeing the expression on her face as she gazed up at him, Dimitri realized that it was all just his illusion.