I Don't Want To Do a Romantic Comedy With a Villain! - Chapter 114

Episode 114

Why did the leader of the reformist faction decide to meet with Vehen?

It was a question that came to everyone’s mind.

Vehen sighed as if he had read their minds.

“Marquess Trimidri contacted me to meet. She’ll probably support Prince Ceteran, but Marquess Trimidri is someone who won’t hesitate to use any means to achieve her goals. If we can persuade her well, we can use her.”

Everyone was surprised to learn that Marquess Trimidri was the leader of the reformist faction.

Of course, Min-joo and Neriant, who were not nobles and had no interest in nobility, couldn’t understand and just blinked their eyes.

Min-joo quickly grasped the situation and tapped her thigh with her finger. Her long and slender fingers moved gracefully like playing the piano.

“Just a moment. Vehen, you haven’t revealed who sponsored the reformist group, have you?”

“Yeah. That’s why I’m going to reveal it then. It was me.”

It was typical of him. Min-joo nodded satisfactorily at Vehen’s answer.

Tedric listened quietly, then pursed his lips.

Seeming to have something to say, Min-joo prompted Tedric.

“You have something to say, Tedric?”

“I also sponsored. I sponsored to push back against constant annoyance. To lower the guard and steal internal information. I didn’t think it would be this useful.”

It wasn’t something he did often. Moreover, he had been busy with affairs before and after his abdication, so he couldn’t sponsor for a while.

But it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. He could justify not sponsoring by using his abdication as an excuse.

Tedric ran his thumb over his lips, then smiled with narrowed eyes.

“It would be interesting to reveal the sponsors. It might not be easy to persuade the reformists.”

Upon hearing Tedric’s words, Min-joo thought he really played the role of a villain.

The reason for sponsorship was to sweep away the reformists.

She judged that he had done well to manipulate the situation.

As she organized the situation in her mind and thought about what to do next, Tedric turned his head towards Vehen and nodded slightly.

“If Marquess Trimidri has become close to Prince Ceteran, it will be difficult. Your relationship with Prince Ceteran must be strained, and Marquess Trimidri must be aware of that. If she still wants to meet you, it must be one or the other.”

Before Tedric could explain, Permette interrupted him.

“She might be trying to leave the prince, or she might not trust Prince Ceteran and try to persuade you.”

Since it was what he intended to say, Tedric didn’t show any signs of being upset.

He even looked pleased to be spared the trouble of explaining.

Permette spoke as if he knew the intention behind Tedric’s words.

“It’s not certain information, but I’ve heard recently that the prince and the marquess have been meeting frequently. Your Excellency should keep that in mind.”

Vehen nodded as if he understood. Tedric paused for a moment, touching his lips before continuing.

“If we aim for a constitutional monarchy, we might be able to persuade the conservatives. I can also provide sufficient reasons for my abdication. Let’s try our best for now.”

Tedric smiled warmly.

Min-joo, now able to discern his laughter, could tell he was up to something whenever he smiled warmly like that.

But now was the time to trust rather than doubt.

Even if he were to seize the throne now, there would be strong opposition from both the people and the nobility.

It seemed like the conversation was coming to an end.

Having discussed this much, each of them must have been planning and organizing what to do next in their minds.

Since they had already set the stage, they just needed to observe the situation and adjust when variables arose.

Min-joo smiled gently and spoke.

“So, that’s all I have to say. If there are no further opinions, shall we reconvene later?”

Everyone agreed and stood up from their seats.

Having rushed here leaving their tasks behind, they needed to return to handle their schedules.

Neriant, Vehen, and Tedric left one by one.

Min-joo waved goodbye, but Permette, who hadn’t left yet, stood beside her.

“Aren’t you leaving, Peril?”

“I have something to say, so I stayed.”

Min-joo looked up at Permette. Whether he hadn’t slept or not, dark circles were visible under his eyes.

Permette smiled, his eyes narrowing like a cat’s, which made his beautiful face even more serious.

“Let’s go watch a play.”

“…What? When?”

“When would be convenient for you?”

Min-joo looked at Permette, who seemed excited or seemed to be smiling charmingly.

It’s something friends can do together, right? Min-joo smiled back at Permette.

“Anytime is fine. I’m not that busy unless it’s theater-related. Just let me know in advance to avoid scheduling conflicts.”

“Okay. I’ll send you a letter then.”

Indeed, he seemed delighted. Permette brightly smiled and kissed Min-joo’s forehead in a moment of unawareness.

Not realizing what had happened, Min-joo opened her mouth, unsure if she had been kissed on the cheek or lips.

Lately, Permette had been acting strangely.

If before he had at least tried to hide his emotions, now he was a bulldozer, worse than Vehen.

Min-joo covered her forehead with her palm and blinked in confusion.

“W-what…!”

Playfully, Permette briefly slipped his finger into Min-joo’s open mouth and then withdrew it, laughing softly like a child.

“Bug in your mouth.”

“That’s not the point! I told you not to do this kind of thing…!”

“You covered the timing and the place well, and friends do this kind of thing, don’t they?”

Unbelievable.

He listens to what he wants to hear and does what he wants, she has no idea how to deal with this guy.

Min-joo covered her blushing face with her palm and scolded Permette.

“Why would friends kiss each other on the forehead?!”

“Haven’t you done something similar with Lady Velirian? Hugging and all that?”

She hasn’t kissed Neriant on the forehead.

Or, had she? But not in front of Permette.

Min-joo knew he was just bullshitting, but she was so dumbfounded that she couldn’t find the words.

No words came out of her mouth.

No matter how much she nagged at the shameless Permette, he didn’t seem like he would listen.

Min-joo sighed and pushed Permette’s shoulder firmly. He didn’t even flinch.

“Ha… I mean, friends don’t usually do this kind of thing.”

“Oh, I have some errands to run, so I’ll leave first.”

Ignoring. Annoying. Permette brightly smiled as if he hadn’t heard anything and changed the subject.

Is this what a rising blood pressure feels like? Her head is pounding from her neck down.

She couldn’t even think of what to say to Permette, who had just gotten into the carriage without a response, so she just waved her hand roughly.

It was a storm.

Neriant suddenly applied for military service, which was absurd, and the fact that she had started a revolution was absurd, and Permette’s attitude was absurd.

It was unbelievable that Vehen, Tedric, and Permette were even trying to keep each other in check.

‘What did I do? Why are they going crazy amongst themselves in the first place?’

Min-joo sighed and turned to go inside the house.

At the same time, Roger opened the door and came out.

She had locked herself in her room and hadn’t shown her face, and she wondered if she had run away.

When Min-joo met Robert’s dark blue eyes, she awkwardly averted her gaze.

“…Going out for some fresh air? Make sure to dress warmly, it’s cold out and you might catch a cold.”

“Yeah.”

There was quite a bit of weight on her thin, harsh face.

It seemed like Chichen and Genshtar were taking good care of her.

The low, husky voice sounded indifferent and blunt. It was a different kind of determination from Vehen’s.

A bit rougher, less formal, and more blunt.

“Why?”

“Are you thinking of starting a revolution?”

It was a careless remark, so Min-joo quickly looked around to see if anyone was listening.

Thankfully, there was no one around, but if someone had heard, she would have been arrested for treason.

As she sighed with relief and swept her chest, Robert arrogantly snorted.

Robert’s cheeks were already red, perhaps because she was dressed lightly.

“Watch your mouth. What are you going to do if someone overhears? But when did you hear? Did you eavesdrop?”

It was a conversation they had in the study.

There was no way it could have leaked, and Chichen and Genshtar wouldn’t have relayed the conversation to Robert.

Min-joo glared at Robert suspiciously, but Robert met her gaze with a bewildered expression as if she were crazy.

“That’s nonsense. Hey, the room next door is mine. Are you out of your mind?”

Ah. This was an issue she hadn’t considered.

Feeling embarrassed for having suspected her for no reason, she quickly blushed.

Min-joo awkwardly clenched her hands and lowered her head.

“I’m sorry. I misunderstood. I didn’t think it would be heard…”

“Gross, what kind of apology is that? Forget it, are you going to start a revolution or not?”

Robert waved her hand dismissively.

Still speaking loudly, Min-joo urgently pressed her index finger to her lips.

“Lower your voice. Yes, I am going to.”

A sneer escaped Robert’s lips.

It was such a careless and blunt response that Min-joo couldn’t understand what she was trying to say.

As Min-joo nervously looked around, Robert bent down and drew circles on the floor with her arms crossed.

Then, like drawing a curtain, a black space appeared.

It was different from last time.

“No one can hear.”

As Min-joo looked around in confusion, Robert impatiently tapped her foot and folded her arms.

“Oh, no, what are you doing now?”

“Do whatever you want, do whatever. Hey, I didn’t do you a favor. Just because you’re so annoying! Why are you acting annoying, constantly?”

Robert knew how to show consideration. No, she was a sorcerer?

It was too absurd to put into words.

Min-joo was cautious because she couldn’t understand Robert’s sudden change in attitude.

She wishes she had brought a gun. No, even if she shot, it wouldn’t work.

This was Robert’s space.

Robert sighed as if she sensed Min-joo’s wariness. She seemed annoyed.

“So how are you going to start the revolution?”

Robert reached out and pulled something out of thin air.

Just like last time, a chair popped out of the darkness and landed behind Min-joo’s knees.

Min-joo, who was forcibly seated on the chair, flinched.

As Min-joo looked at Robert with a wary gaze, she suddenly found herself sitting face-to-face with her.

“Why are you…? Trying to interfere?”

“Hey, what am I interfering with? Just start talking.”

“It seems like you’re going to help.”

Robert heard Min-joo’s words and burst into silent laughter with her mouth wide open. What was so funny?

Robert couldn’t contain her laughter and gasped for breath.

“It sounds like you’re aiming for peace. Well, it seems like you’re going to solve it that way. Is that right?”

“…I’ll try to proceed as peacefully as possible.”

Robert burst into laughter again. What was making her burst into laughter like that?

Min-joo felt embarrassed for some reason, as her reaction seemed petty and pathetic, like hearing a silly joke.

“Why are you laughing like that? It’s good to resolve things without anyone getting hurt!”

“Haha, that’s hilarious. Peace? Don’t talk nonsense. What do you think will change if it’s peaceful?”

Robert laughed heartily with a rough voice, scratching her neck.

There was a strange sense of intimidation, similar to when they first met.

“You need blood to make a change. You need to cut off the head of the laughingstock and hang the necks of those corrupt bastards below to change the world.”

Robert’s blue eyes gleamed cunningly in the darkness.