I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 221

Chapter 111.1

‘Wow, someone threw an axe at me!’

I was shocked to see the weapon thrown at me collide with Samael’s wings and fall.

…I almost got hit by an axe in my lifetime.

I’ve never even been hit by a toy axe before. At the same time, a shiver went down my spine at the thought that if it weren’t for Dimitri’s quick protection, the axe lying on the ground could have shattered my skull into two pieces.

As I muttered a silent curse, I picked up the axe lying on the ground and dragged it across the room.

‘Everyone has a weapon, so I should grab one too.’

Then, I carefully hid behind the Blois knights so as not to become a burden.

Before we knew it, the sun had completely set, and an eerie darkness blanketed the abandoned fortress entirely. This fortress, designed to fend off enemy invasions, already had small and high windows that didn’t let in much light. However, as the sun dipped below the horizon, now it was almost impossible to distinguish anything unless it was near a fireplace.

The enemy, brandishing torches, pushed into the castle and aimed their swords mostly at Dimitri and the knights. However, a few of them were looking around, frantically searching for someone, probably looking for hostages.

As I searched for Grandmother Rosanne, I was relieved to find that she had taken refuge among our knights, as I had, with the support of her maid.

‘Let’s hide well until the situation is sorted out.’

A rebellion. A battle.

It didn’t feel real, as if we were dreaming. Perhaps that was why scenes of blood and flesh being thrown about felt like a scene out of a movie. Moreover, the enemy was falling almost helplessly in front of Dimitri. He looked like the main actor in a scene from a battle.

Next to Dimitri, Samael, seemingly excited by the scent of blood, joyfully swung his weapon with his large wings fluttering. The hall, which seemed spacious when people were gathered, now appeared incredibly narrow as Samael tried to spread his wings and move around. His wings kept hitting the walls.

Samael, occasionally irritated, ruffled his wings aggressively as if expressing annoyance but continued wielding his weapon without concern.

‘They would probably try to stop the demon first.’

It was reckless to deal with an invisible enemy. It was no secret in the empire that Dimitri dealt with demons, so his enemies must undoubtedly have a defense plan.

As I guessed, it seemed like the enemy had anticipated and prepared for the demon’s slaughter. When the knights approached, the soldiers stuck close and pulled something out from the large sacks.

‘…Is it lamb’s blood?’

As a scene from a novel I had read suddenly came to mind, I wondered if Agaliaept was lurking and fulfilling the contract faithfully in my shadow.

In the novel, Elaine used lamb’s blood to ward off Dimitri’s demons.

It seemed that the blood of the lamb possessed a sacred power and could subdue the power of the demon to some extent. A demon covered in sheep’s blood would temporarily reveal its true nature to humans, and when it attacked, the demon would turn to smoke and be temporarily incapacitated.

The enemies, anticipating the demon’s presence, threw pig bladders filled with lamb’s blood like water balloons in the assumed locations of the demon.

While most missed, a few hit Samael’s wings, revealing the demon’s position in a red splatter.

‘It’s easier to predict the location because the space is narrow!’

Were they pushing into the castle with that in mind?

Even though I anxiously observed Dimitri’s movements, surprisingly, he seemed unfazed by such a situation, while Samael, seemingly unconcerned, continued to swing his sword.

“Don’t worry too much. His Excellency knows very well that that demon can’t fight very well in a closed space.”

Hyle looked at me and reassured me when he noticed my worried expression.

I turned to him and asked.

“But why is the Viscount here?”

Wasn’t it a bit unusual for subordinates to stay behind while the superior was fighting in the front? At my words, Hyle scratched the back of his head and muttered softly as if he was embarrassed.

“When I fought alongside His Excellency on the battlefield, my role was to be his burden…”

“It seems we’re in similar positions.”

It was a gathering of greenhorns.

The next moment, Hyle gave firm orders to the knights to prevent the escape of Cayetana and Count Schdental in the chaotic situation before he turned to me with a puzzled expression.

“By the way, why is His Excellency so angry?”

“He’s angry?”

As I glanced over at Dimitri, Hyle gave me a quick explanation of what I had doubts about for a while.

“Isn’t he massacring alone? He tends to do that when he’s really upset. In times like this, he doesn’t distinguish friend from foe, and our knights have to be careful not to get caught up in it.”

‘…So that’s why Dimitri was fighting alone.’

He was boldly advancing deep into enemy territory, slaughtering the enemies together with Samael. Even when Samael flinched after being hit with lamb’s blood, he didn’t bat an eye.

As Hyle cast a questioning glance at me, as if asking if I knew something, I awkwardly avoided his eyes.

For some reason, I couldn’t shake off Dimitri’s words a little while ago.

“You’ve been thinking about leaving ever since you came here.”

Did I misunderstand something? Why would he say that?