The Villainess Hides Her Wealth - Chapter 105.2
Chapter 105.2
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When I heard that story, I couldn’t believe it.
‘That’s really… hilarious.’
The Temple of Ibafne had recently been pushing Lilika strongly to increase their influence and cover up past scandals, proclaiming that even those who suffered because they couldn’t be healed by the priests now could.
“So the temple organized a musical with Lilika as the main character?”
“Yes…”
“And…”
I had heard about Lilika’s performance at the Celebration Day, and it seemed that it didn’t end there.
When I heard the contents of the musical, I couldn’t hide my ridicule.
Even if she was a saintess, the number of people Lilika could meet was limited.
In order to minimize the backlash from that reality, they also preached that those who could not meet a priest were guilty of great sins and that God was punishing them all.
They said everything was given by God, and so, you shouldn’t feel resentful.
“Everyone is a sinner before God.”
“Just pray. And pray again.”
Miracles did not happen easily.
But once they happened, they shone brighter than anything else.
“I believed until the very end. Yes, and I had God’s blessing.”
Lilika was chosen by God.
On the other hand, those who were not chosen blamed their own inadequacies for it, and used various mediums to elevate the chosen one.
An illegitimate child.
A poor girl who came from the lowest place.
The girl everyone pointed fingers at learned about her birth one day.
“You mean I’m the Duke’s daughter?”
Her sobbing in front of her dead mother didn’t last long.
She thought she would be happy meeting new family members, but her lowly bloodline followed her everywhere.
The girl was persecuted by others, but she ended up fighting against all kinds of prejudices because of the love she received from her father and brother.
The world of nobles… A glamorous but dark world.
She just wanted to help others, but the clumsy girl kept falling into traps.
And when she was in a crisis, when everyone around her had collapsed, as if God had acknowledged her sincerity, she was granted an unmatched healing power.
… That was the musical’s plot.
“You can clearly see the intention behind this piece of crap.”
They turned every mistake that Lilika had made until now into a ‘misunderstanding’ or a ‘trap’.
Above all, using a medium like this was cunning. Instead of just talking about it all the time, watching the story re-enacted in front of you was much more powerful, especially for the uneducated.
‘And worst of all, they made it seem like my mother and I were the ones behind all this.’
Using the musical, they made it look like the wicked stepmother and her daughter were the ones who created those misunderstandings and traps. Even including the fake cosmetics incident and the stealing of her sister’s fiancé.
It was all twisted to make it look like a naive girl ‘suffered’ in a world full of slandering aristocrats.
Of course, they didn’t openly curse at me and my mother. But they made people think like that.
Naturally, I had no intention of turning a blind eye to this musical.
I requested an audience with my father.
“Come in.”
And in his study… was Lilika, who didn’t seem to need to request an audience or anything.
“Father, I asked you last time. You haven’t forgotten, have you?”
“How could I forget?”
Lilika, who was sitting on the sofa in the study room, looked comfortable.
Her nasal voice, her curving eyes…
How was she my half-sister? She was so different from me, who had an unfriendly voice and stiff attitude.
‘They call people like her cute or something. Or lovely.’
Even though were half-sisters, Lilika and I were the same age. Only a few months apart.
However, she could show an innocent, childlike attitude because our father always pampered her.
“…”
When I entered the study, I fell silent for a moment.
My father, who was chatting warmly with Lilika, only saw me after a while.
“Ah, Yuria. Just in time.”
“Then, I’ll take my leave.”
Lilika passed by me with a strange smile.
I had an ominous feeling, and it turned out to be correct.
I couldn’t help but be surprised at what my father said as he sat down in front of me.
“There are bad rumors going around about Lilika, so I hope you, as her sister, can clarify them.”
“… What did you just say, Father?”
“Yuria?”
Isn’t this the opposite of how I felt about the musical?
I cut off my father’s words with a stiff tone.
“Father. I’m here to say that I want to formally protest the musical in the name of the Primrose duchy.”
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