I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 99

Chapter 50.1

From the day Dimitri set up a separate desk for Rowaine in the office, every second became a test of patience for Hael. His frustration stemmed from his boss’s blatant disregard for work.

‘…He’s not focused on his work at all.’

As Hyle diligently worked on his report, he glanced at Dimitri with a strange feeling of exasperation. The reason? His master was intently watching the Madam as she learned her duties from Baron Seville Placen, whom Dimitri had assigned as her aide.

For the third time today, Hael saw him knock something off the desk and let it fall to the floor.

Thud, thud.

The closed ink bottle rolled across the floor.

When Rowaine and Baron Placen both looked up at the noise, Dimitri mumbled, ‘My mistake, it slipped,’ with a brazen expression, shrugging before turning to Hyle.

“What are you standing still for? Continue working.”

“….”

With his straightforward nature, Hyle wanted to verify what his master had told him.

Speechless, he couldn’t say a word, especially since it was actually Dimitri, not him, who had been neglecting the work. Not long after, Dimitri smirked as he glanced at Rowaine, who had resumed her tasks. His hand subtly snaked toward another target on the desk. However, just at that moment, she stood up and spoke.

“Shall we get here?”

Raising his head sharply, he then asked.

“Where are you going?”

“Cadis… No, I’m going to check out what the hostages are doing. I’ll be back.”

Dimitri, who had been staring at Rowaine’s back as she greeted him brightly, turned his head with a quick glance and stared at Hael. He asked, tensed at the fearsome gaze.

“Wh-what’s wrong, Your Excellency?”

“Did you even contact the Imperial Palace?”

“I contacted them the same day you caught the hounds.”

“Then, why hasn’t the Emperor sent anyone yet?”

…How would he know? He was not the Emperor.

“Perhaps, they need time…”

“What’s their concern? Threaten them to act quickly before I kill all the hostages, hang their heads behind the carriages, and display them in front of the capital city gates.”

At his master’s words, Hael counted the dates for a moment.

‘Shall I take a vacation?’

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It was a little over a week after the hounds were taken hostage that the carriage sent from the Palace came to Blois.

I was looking out the window for a long time when I heard from the butler that the Emperor’s messenger had come to the drawing room. It had been cloudy since the day before, and the wind was severe. The metasequoia trees that grew tall in the distance were swaying as if they were dancing.

“Let’s go, Rowaine.”

“It’s kind of unsettling weather.”

Eventually, I got up and left the office with Dimitri.

Due to the overcast weather, we had a chattering conversation as we went down the stairs through the dark corridor as though it was at night. The damp air just before the rain was flowing faintly in the hallway.

“Are you afraid of storms?”

I nodded my head frankly and added.

“The loud sound of the wind makes me nervous.”

“I’ll have to tell the employees to make sure that under the bed is clean.”

Dimitri joked with a slight chuckle in his throat, perhaps imagining that one day I would crawl under the bed if I had nightmares during a thunderstorm. Though the joke was amusing, the uncomfortable feeling lingered.

Yet, as I approached the drawing room, my anxiety only deepened. With a hesitant hand, I opened the door and stepped inside.”

At that moment, I realized that my uneasy premonition was not just the weather.

“Rowaine.”

Count Herman Heres greeted me with a smile.

He was sitting in the middle of a sofa with his elbows on the backrest. When I entered the drawing room, he turned his upper body halfway as if seducing as he put his face on his hand that was on the backrest before greeting me.

Dimitri, who was standing behind me, noticed him and clicked his tongue.

“It’s either he doesn’t want to negotiate or because he doesn’t have a trustworthy subordinate.”

There was no doubt that he was talking about the Emperor. Even though he seemed to have said that with sarcastic intent, the answer was right. Herman did not seem to have any intention of negotiating in the slightest.

Herman waved the papers to us with a bright smile on his gorgeous face.

“Do you know what this is, Duke of Blois?”

“….”

Dimitri lightly ignored his light-hearted attitude as if it was hurting his pride to answer. Seeing that, Herman smiled and continued cheerfully, like he was not embarrassed.

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