I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 220

Chapter 110.2

“If Rowaine becomes the leader, there will be many who want to get rid of her. I understand Grandmother’s intentions, but leaving enemies everywhere is enough with just me.”

“That’s why you should protect your wife, right? Aren’t you doing this because you believe it will happen?”

“It’s too much for her to handle.”

“I thought someone like Rowaine wouldn’t want to live weakly in the shadow of her husband. I didn’t think she was that pathetic.”

“….”

Rosanne narrowed her eyes at Dimitri’s silence before asking as if she were suspicious.

“You don’t have any intention of entrusting Blois to Rowaine?”

Dimitri’s Adam’s apple moved noticeably. How could that be? If it were up to him, he would’ve given her anything as long as Rowaine said she wouldn’t leave.

Struggling to suppress the surging emotions, he opened his mouth slowly.

“…I just don’t want to burden her.”

“You two… Hmm.”

Rosanne, sensing an odd atmosphere from Dimitri, glanced back and forth between Rowaine and him as if she was about to say something but then decided to remain silent.

Dimitri pulled a small knife from his pocket and swiftly threw it towards the foot of Count Schdental.

“Let’s begin.”

At those words, the knight released the rope that had been restraining the Count.

After hesitating for a while, he alternated between looking at the knife and Dimitri before eventually picking up the knife with trembling hands.

“Does it have to be like this, Duke?”

Dimitri, feeling unsettled because of Levane, gave the order to Count Schdental without much enthusiasm.

“As a token of the oath, cut off the little finger of your left hand and offer it.”

Count Schdental swallowed dry saliva, spread his hand wide on the ground, and prostrated himself. Then, holding the knife high, he paused and asked.

“If we were to consider this matter forgiven through a blood oath, what about Madam Elbas?”

Dimitri snickered at him.

“To think about someone else even while sacrificing your life, what a truly special friendship.”

“Please answer.”

At those words, he glanced at Cayetana, who was bound nearby and gnashing her teeth. Even she, who had been acting confidently, didn’t seem to have expected her situation to turn out this way.

Despite his low spirits, it was quite satisfying for him to see her contorted face. Dimitri deliberately spoke loudly enough for her to hear.

“Well. Shall we say that she succumbed to despair and took her own life in a state of disillusionment? Or perhaps I could claim she fell victim to a terrible illness and perished? That’s something we can figure out later.”

“So, you’re saying you’re going to kill her anyway.”

Count Schdental closed his eyes tightly as if he had foreseen that his situation would be no different from Cayetana’s. However, in the next moment, just as it seemed he was resigned to his fate, he opened his eyes wide and spoke with meaningful intensity.

“If it’s only death one way or another…!”

He signaled Cayetana with a nod, and whatever she had done, the echoing sound of a longhorn was heard, along with the clattering of horses’ hooves outside the stone walls mingled with the clash of weapons and the sound of soldiers.

She glared menacingly at Dimitri.

“If I’m going to die anyway, I can’t leave you behind and go alone.”

As soon as her words ended, heavily armored knights pushed in from outside and clashed with the Blois knights stationed at the entrance, starting a fierce battle.

“Go! Bring the necks of Duke and Duchess of Blois!”

The one who shouted this was the son of Count Bilbao, who had been sentenced to life imprisonment for defrauding the emperor with shapeshifter slaves.

When Count Bilbao was sentenced, the Bilbao family was ostracized by all the families, accused of being frauds, and plummeted to the bottom. The new lord, who was left in charge of the fallen lineage, harbored deep resentment towards Blois, especially towards Rowaine.

So when Cayetana and Count Schdental were seeking someone to collaborate with them, anticipating that things might go awry, he, driven by malice, staked everything to join forces with the two.

Upon receiving an urgent letter from Cayetana’s maid, the new Count Bilbao gathered the knights of his family, those of Count Schdental, and the hidden soldiers Cayetana had before they surrounded the abandoned castle. His sole objective was to take the lives of Dimitri and Rowaine.

Preparing to die, he swung his sword without hesitation.

“Ha.”

Dimitri let out a deep sigh.

“As if things weren’t already complicated enough.”

As he gestured into the air, the dagger that was flying towards Rowaine suddenly dropped helplessly, blocked by Samael’s wings, who was summoned.

The light from the brazier made his pupils, which were drawing long vertical lines, dilate greatly.

“Good.”

A ghastly smile crept upon his lips. It was a grin akin to the angel of death, Samael, who was excitedly tearing the corners of his mouth open into a wide smile at the smell of blood.

Except for Hyle, who had witnessed Dimitri fighting at full strength on the battlefield, no one had seen such a chilling expression. Someone murmured in a trembling voice.

“De, devil…!”